Chaos ensues as we charge into battle. Not just the crew, but the weather as well. The skies open and it starts down pouring.

"Maelstrom!" Gibbs yells.

Barbossa takes the helm and tries to steer us around it while we busy ourselves with keeping the cannons loaded and firing. I hope my father's alright. Surely he's come up with some sort of scheme to save himself by now. If he's not safe I will make good on my promise to make Elizabeth pay.

We're locked in combat with the Dutchman, while still circling the maelstrom. Both ships send pirates to board the other, only for most to be shot or knocked off on sight. I spot Elizabeth and Will out of the corner of my eye. I can faintly hear him ask her to marry him. They just have to make it all about them, don't they?

"I don't think now is the best time." They continue cutting down enemies.

"Now may be the only time. I love you. I've made my choice. What's yours?" If I wasn't busy running enemies through I'd vomit.

"Barbossa!" She yells. "Marry us!"

"I'm a little busy at the moment!" Does she really have the gall to distract the Captain from his own battle, so she can get married?

"Barbossa, now!"

"Fine then!" They continue fighting as Barbossa proceeds with the nuptials. I can't believe this is happening. "Dearly beloved, we be gathered here today…to nail your gizzards to the mast, you poxy cur!"

Will and Elizabeth find a break in their fight, "Elizabeth Swann, do you take me to be your husband?"

"I do!"

"Great."

"Will Turner, do you take me…to be your wife…in sickness and in health…with health being the less likely?

"I do."

"As Captain, I now pronounce you…you may kiss…you may kiss…just kiss!" And when they do, I honestly think I'm going to be sick.

0.O.0.O.0

After the impromptu wedding, we return our attention to the matter at hand. The Pearl has locked masts with The Dutchman over the maelstrom. Will and I look up at the same moment after hearing a familiar yell. We're met with the sight of my father dangling from the handle of Davey Jones' chest, and the only thing keeping him from falling to the sea is Jones himself. He flings the chest, which is enough to send my father flying into the air. Luckily, he collides with one of Jones' crew members and latches onto him I grab a free rope and swing myself in their direction when my father grabs the other pirate's pistol and whacks him with it, causing him to lose his grip and fall.

He takes aim and shoots the chest out of Jones' claw. I land on the deck of the Dutchman only to notice that Will has followed me. We scramble after the chest. I miss it by mere inches but it's enough for Will to grab it and run off. I follow. I'm not sure what to focus on, my father, who's still dangling by a rope, Will who's fighting his father, or the chest, which he dropped. I decide on the chest, but then see a very angry Jones' stomping toward it. He stops in front of me, and is about to cut me down when my father drops in. He draws his sword, only to find that it's been cut in half. So he runs. We get the crank used to unleash the kraken between us and Jones, but he passes through, to stand in the middle of it. We turn it as fast as we can but it stops with him facing us. We run and my father picks up a loose part of the ship and uses it against Jones, while I go after him with me sword. He knocks my father backwards and storms after the chest. I keep on him, and Elizabeth swings over from the Pearl.

"Harridan! You'll see no mercy from me."

"That's why I brought this." She whips out her sword. She thinks she's so tough. I'm tempted to let him run her through, but my conscience doesn't let me. The three of us battle. He slaps her and she falls. He swings for me but I dodge it just in time and keep fighting. He ignores me and heads for her. Just before he runs her through Will stabs him in the back.

"Missed. Did you forget? I'm a heartless wretch." He bends Will's sword up and laughs as he struggles to get it back. Jones manages to knock Will down and notices the way he and Elizabeth look at each other. "Ahh. Love. A dreadful bond. And yet, so easily severed." He looms over Will. "Tell me, William Turner, do you fear death?"

"Do you?" Impeccable timing as usual, my father takes us by surprise. He's holding Jones' heart and his half of a sword. "Heady tonic, holding life and death in the palm of one's hand."

"You're a cruel man, Jack Sparrow." Jones spits.

"Cruel is a matter of perspective."

"Is it?" Jones turns suddenly and stabs Will in the chest. We all gasp, but no one looks as horrified as my father. As Elizabeth tries to keep Will conscious, my father considers his options.

Will's father attacks Jones. While he's distracted father rushes to Will's side, shoves his sword into his hand and guides it into the heart. Jones falls into the heart of the maelstrom. The fight's not over, there's still the East India Trading Company to deal with.

Will slips into unconsciousness and Father has to drag Elizabeth off him. We grab a loose bit of the sails, he shoots us free and we lift into the air as the Dutchman falls to the maelstrom, we land in the sea near the Pearl. When we are pulled aboard Father starts barking orders and bickering with Barbossa.

Just then we see the Dutchman resurface, with Will at the helm. He sails alongside us, and we sail on either side of the enemy ship. Father gives the order. "Fire."

0.O.0.O.0

By the time we've sailed past it there's nothing left of the East India Company's ship. The rest of their armada turns away. We've won. Soon all we can hear is the deafening sound of a thousand pirates celebrating. They're all raising their swords and throwing their hats.

Father turns to me, "Jacki, you may throw my hat if you like." He hands it to me and I toss it into the air. "Now, go and get it." And I do.

When everything calms down we prepare to ship Elizabeth off. Finally!

We line up to see her off. Barbossa is first. "Mrs. Turner." She smiles and moves on to Pintel and Ragetti.

"Goodbye, Poppet." Pintell murmurs and Ragetti nods his head politely.

Next up is my father and me. "Jack. It would have never have worked out between us." They smirk and I hold back a gagging noise.

"Keep telling yourself that, darling." She moves to hug him but he holds up his hands and I step between them with my hand on the hilt of my sword. "Once was quite enough."

"Thank you." She doesn't bother with a farewell with me, she just walks past and gets in the dinghy.