Amazing inspiration at 11:30 at night! I love it! I was bawling tears in happiness for the idea and sadness for Will...this takes place the day after Dear William and Victoria's 'chat'.

However, for this to work, I needed to change a slight fact from the first page...it no longer is taking place 60 years after the end of AWE, but instead 30. Please, enjoy!

"We even visited Port Royal once." Victoria told me as we stood at the helm. She was telling me all sorts of stories about what it used to be like on the island. "When Mum was trying to convince me not to go to sea. I think she was trying to show me what land life was like in the city. She pretty much tried everything to get me to stay..." Her voice faded off with sadness. "But, I just didn't like that life."

"How much of the time were you all on the island?" I asked.

"Almost all of the time." Victoria said. "Mum never wanted to go too far, in fear of not being able to get back to the island in time. Once, when the Brethren Court wanted to meet when I was about...six, I think...she made them all come to the island instead of traveling to Shipwreck Cove." Victoria smiled. "She said it was because she wanted to know if they'd really listen to the Pirate King or not, but we knew the truth..."

"That sounds like Elizabeth." I said sadly. Sure, I had new love now, but I'd never forget my first love.

"Aye. We spend bucket loads of time on the island. Our home was there, and even though we didn't have all of the modern things that other people had on the mainland, we mostly just told stories, usually about you. I remember asking Will what you were like and what you looked like. I remember a particular time when I was seven..." She said. "I really, really wanted to know what you looked like. He said 'Imagine me about eight years older...that's Dad." I smiled thinking of my son saying that. Tears formed in my eyes. I missed them so much...

"He did look like me, it can't be denied." I shook my head. "Another William Turner...you'd think that we'd all at least look slightly different..." Victoria laughed.

"I was talking with grandpa about that last night after you went into your cabin." She smiled. "I'm really glad I got to meet my grandfather."

"I wish I had." I said. "Back then, death actually seperated people. It seems nowadays, it's just a small set back..."

"Crazy world..." Lily mumbled beside me. "It was so weird to me, though."

"What was?"

"What Will told me. I couldn't understand how my father could only look eight years older than him."

"Immortality." I answered simply.

"Yes, I know now." She smiled. "But then I just didn't understand...I really didn't understand immortality at all until I drank water from the Fountain of Youth."

"When was that?" I asked. She paused before answering.

"About two years ago."

"But Jack doesn't look that old...if you found it about two years ago, he should look about...sixty years old." I shook my head.

"I...didn't say we found it two years ago. I just drank some of the water about two years ago." She sighed. "We found the fountain when I was twelve years old. I didn't completely understand it all, but I wasn't completely sure if living forever was what I wanted. So I didn't drink any. Still, Jack saved some for me in an empty bottle in case I ever changed my mind."

"And you did." I confirmed.

"I did." She nodded. "On my ninteenth birthday."

"Why that specific day?" I asked.

"Well...I was traveling on the Pearl to visit Mum and Will, just after you were due to visit...it was my ninteenth birthday. When I got there, I found everything was gone. Destroyed in the fire. I cried for hours, and it was then that I decided I didn't want to die...I wanted to live forever. So I drank the water." I shook my head. My daughter...my daugher found out that her mother and brother were dead on her nineteenth birthday. The world wasn't fair...I sighed as the tears in my eyes continued welling up.

"Everything was gone?" I asked.

"All but...one thing."

"What?"

"Your chest." She fidgeted nervously.

"My chest?" I asked.

"Aye. The one with your heart in it. The chest and the key must have been indestructable because I found them together, lying in the ashes of our house." She reached toward her neck and pulled on a leather strap. She lifted it off from around her neck and handed it to me. It was the key. I was speechless. "I have the chest, too. Back on the Pearl...i-in my cabin..."

"You do?"

"Aye. Do you want to see it?"