A/N: Finally, an epilogue! Not that anybody's actually reading our story anymore, but, whatever.

Elizabeth smiled, holding her baby boy in her arms. He was a sweet little thing, and she already knew he would grow up to be just like his father- strong, confident, a good man. Violet smiled down on the two of them, having helped deliver him. She was happy, everyone was happy. The only thing missing was the men.

The girls laughed. They would have to talk their own way out of their own messes. Besides, this was all women's business. What purpose would they have but to get in the way of the children being born and the women helping the miracle happen? Nothing. Violet and Elizabeth agreed that it was better.

"Oy!" Myra yelled, closely followed by Alfhild's call.

"Men off the port-bow!"

Jack and Will stumbled on board, closely followed by a lot of very annoyed men from Jack's crew.

"What was that about?" Jack asked furiously.

"The children- they had to be safe." Violet stood staring at Jack, who looked very annoyed, indeed. Will had crossed over immediately to Elizabeth and his newborn son.

"William. But we call him Bill."

"After my father."

The entire room sat in silence as Will cried. It was the first, last, and only time Elizabeth had, is, or would ever see Will cry.

"All this work and I didn't even get any treasure out of it," Jack mumbled.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure," Violet said as Charlotte and Augusta stepped forward. From their wide belts they pulled out long diamond necklaces, strings of pearls, bags of jewels, and golden coins.

"You used my daughters to get treasure?!" Jack asked bewildered. "Why didn't I think of that?" But the surprises didn't stop there. Treasures were pulled from every crevice or hole in the dresses, belt, sword hilts, and hair bandanas of the girls. Apparently they were busy when Jack didn't notice.

"Treasure…"

"To be split evenly among the crew," Violet warned. "Or else terrible things will come."

"I… guess…" But Violet saw the depressed look in Jack's eyes as he realized the treasure wasn't all his. Well, the silver, gold, and jewels weren't. But as he told Will, not all treasure was silver and gold. As he stood on the deck of the ship he would come to share with Violet, looking at his two beautiful daughters and Will's new baby son, he knew this was true. Not all treasure is silver and gold.

A/N: Whew, finally finished this story. YAY!!!