A/N: Hee hee hope you guys like the ending to this one =3

The ship hit the sand with a thud as the sound of the anchor splashed into the sea.

"Is the anchor really necessary?" Sybil asked while she helped load supplies into bags.

Tom shrugged his shoulders as he pulled on the line, closing the ship's sails. "Not really, but it never hurts to be careful."

Putting the last of the medicine supplies into her bag, Sybil climbed onto one of the barrels. "Oh yes, because I'd very much hate for us to lug all that booty down to find the ship floating away!"

Tom laughed heartily as he heard her very polish voice say the word booty. He loved how easily she had opened her arms to this new life, to their life. He was ready to tease her endlessly about her new choice of vocabulary. He coiled the rope around a block and turned towards her with a joke on the tip of his tongue when he saw her, and suddenly felt as if he was in the past.

She was sitting on a barrel like she used to. Her hands holding onto the edge of the barrel and her feet dangling in the air. She was leaning forward like she always used to do when they talked. Her hair was up in a bun like always, but today she was wearing an old gown, one she had worn all those months ago, before she had said yes, before he had proposed, before he even realized he loved her.

There were times when he worried that one day she would regret marrying a pirate, marrying him but in this moment when this beautiful woman had unknowingly re-lived their past, he could see the difference between then and now.

The Sybil he had first met on the navy ship had looked at the world through eyes that held so much want. She yearned for something she could neither name nor touch, but the Sybil in front of him now knew what she had been yearning for all those years. Looking into her eyes, he could see the truth of this. Sybil was no longer searching; she had found what she was looking for on a pirate ship.

"What is it?" Sybil asked, a happy yet confused smile on her face.

Tom shook his head. Taking two steps forward, he placed the palm of his hand on her cheek. "Ready to hop off and look for treasure?"

Grinning, Sybil leaned forward and pecked him on the lips. "Always."

"Gwen are you positive we're going the right way?"

Tom turned away from the tree branches in front of him and looked back over his shoulder at Gwen and Kieran.

Gwen groaned loudly and replied tartly, "For the third time Kieran, yes! Yes, we are going the right way!"

Kieran rolled his eyes but nodded.

Tom sighed as he continued to chop the branches in front of him, knowing just how irritating Kieran can be when he gets impatient.

Hacking off the last branch in front of them, he could see a clearing in front of them and a large mountain not too far in the distance.

"Is that where we are heading? The mountain?" Sybil asked as she entered the clearing.

Tumbling out of the jungle behind them, Gwen popped over to Sybil to show her the map. "Aye that's right, milady."

Sybil shared an excited grin with Gwen as they looked at the map. Tracing her fingers across the map she said, "So we're heading... northeast from here?"

Gwen nodded. "Right we're about halfway there. We should make it over by- Ow Alfred!"

Alfred, not looking where he was going, tripped over a rock and came tumbling down hitting Gwen and knocking the map out of her hands.

"Sorry Gwen," Alfred said as he picked himself up off the ground and then helped her back up.

"It's fine." She huffed out as her eyes scanned for the map.

Seeing the map over by some broken branches, Sybil replied, "I'll get it." She had just stepped over onto the leaves when she felt something break underneath her and suddenly she was falling. "Aah!"

"Sybil!" Tom ran to where Sybil had fallen and peered in. "Sybil! Are you alright love!?"

Sybil coughed as dust and dirt rose in the air. "Yes I- I think so."

Tom nodded. Peering inside, he watched as Sybil stood. Good he thought, nothing looks broken. "Hang on love. We'll get you out in a bit."

"ALFRED!" He roared, "Get me some rope! NOW!"

Captain Sarah O'Brien couldn't help but smile as she saw The Emerald. Sure that vexing Thomas had gotten it wrong a few times. Still, once she realized that the best way to encourage Thomas was to give him something he wanted, it didn't take her long to realize he had a preference for curly hair young men. After that it didn't take Thomas long to figure out where to go next from there.

Oh yes, Captain Sarah was having a fine day, and after she was through with Tom Branson and his little wench, it was only going to get better.

Sybil glanced over Gwen's shoulder at the map and then back up towards the cave. "It's in there then?" Gwen nodded.

Sybil took a step forward towards the cave, but Tom pulled her back. Looking at her husband curiously, she asked, "What is it?"

Tom looked sheepishly at her. "I know you're excited, but let one of the men go first. I rather you didn't fall into a pit again."

Sybil sighed but nodded, knowing that Tom was only concerned about her safety.

Tom leaned forward and kissed her temple, whispering his thanks, before pulling out his pistol.

"Capt'n?"

Tom turned back towards his men. "Yes Alfred?"

Alfred stepped forward and looked straight into the Captain's eyes. "Let me go in first, make sure everything is safe an' all."

Tom hesitated a moment before nodding, "Well go on then."

Alfred smiled and walked into the cave. It was clear to Tom that Alfred felt at fault for Sybil falling into the pit, and if letting Alfred walk in first rid him of his guilt then he didn't see any harm in it.

Alfred looked about the cave, checking around before calling out, "It's clear Captain!"

Walking in slowly, Sybil rolled her eyes as Tom stepped in front of her as if to shield her from some great evil. "Oh honestly Tom!"

"Sorry," he said sheepishly, taking a step back so that he was next to her instead. They walked over to Alfred. Patting Alfred on the shoulder, he looked down the cave.

"Alfred, looks like you dropped something."

"Oh thanks." Reaching down, Alfred put his hand around the apple that had slipped out of his bag just as the dart flew past him.

"Blimey!" Tom shouted before pulling Alfred back.

Kieran whistled, "Well shiver me timbers! Was that a poison dart?"

Tom took a step back, carefully looking at the other side of the wall where the dart was. "I wouldn't doubt it."

"What the plan then Capt'n?" Kieran asked, glaring at the path ahead.

Sybil stared around the cave before an idea struck her. "I have an idea..."

After months and months of searching, Admiral Robert Crawley had finally found it.

"Lieutenant Carson!"

Carson stood tall at the helm as he waited his orders. "Yes sir."

Looking out at the island ahead of them and the vessel known as The Emerald sat on the edge of the island, he turned swiftly before giving out his order. "Turn portside into the island. We're rescuing my daughter."