Epilogue

Some months later

After sniffing the sand, Louie sneezed.

Will patted his head with a gentle smile. He turned to the horizon and sighed. Today was his birthday. Ten months had passed since he last saw his Wills. The twins had grown beautifully and could now be understood much easier. Will's name was known throughout the seas as master carpenter and part time blacksmith. He couldn't stay away from forging swords. Stories of the Dutchman always came through. It was good to hear on occasions of his father and son.

Louie sneezed again.

"Silly pooch. Stop sniffing the sand," Will told him. He buried his toes in the sand and set his arms behind him, supporting himself. "Louie, do you think he'll come by some wonder of Calypso."

Louse sneezed again then rapidly shook.

Will nodded. "I didn't think so."

From the house three high pitched squeals and three scolding parents echoed in the cove. He wondered how Jack would handle two children once Liam became older. Sibling rivalry was what Will called it. He watched as two birds flew above him singing. The warm sun lighted his face. He breathed in the sea air.

A breezed blew through his curls. Looking to the sun, he watched it become no more. Curious, he looked at the sky. No remnants of green remained, considering there had been no flash of green anyway. Not surprised, he flopped on his back and covered his eyes with his arm. After all, it was a warm enough evening to take a small nap on the beach. A thought popped in his head. He was twenty-eight now. Today was his birthday and he felt fine. Typical Calypso. All his other birthdays, ever since coming back as mortal, he had felt horrible. Now, he was fine and Wills wasn't there. Either way, he would never have a very happy birthday so long as he remained mortal.

Louie began barking loudly.

Alex and Emily were shrieking over something.

Will opened his eyes as he leaned his head to the dock. Nothing out of the ordinary. The twins were running down the stairs with Elizabeth chasing after them and Jack following with Teague and Anamaria. Louie was running to them. He shrugged and shut his eyes until everyone was screaming Wills's name.

Looking at them oddly, Will sat up. From the corner of his eyes, he saw something shimmer. It was a ring on a finger, along the rest of a hand drumming on a leg wearing dark breeches and black boots. Will's eyes followed the legs back to the hand than the arm wearing a white tunic of which the sleeves were rolled to the elbow. His eyes looked into the face of an impatient young man that had his head supported by a hand that was supported on the other leg by the elbow. The young man shook his head with a typical smile.

Will's mouth moved, but he couldn't breathe. His heart pounded. "Wills?" he finally asked.

"I've noticed that it takes you a while to finally notice me," noted Wills.

Will threw his arms around his son's back, quicker than a wave crashing on shore. Just as quick, Wills's arms were around his father's back.

"How?" wondered Will.

"Well, I am allowed one week with you if each other needs it," replied Wills. "I suppose we needed each other because I'm allowed a week with you." He looked past his father. "Alex, Emily!" he shrieked them immediately brought them into his arms.

"I was wondering when you two would need each other," noted Jack.

"Will, come here son! Will!"

Knowing that voice, Will turned to the dock. His face lit with a smile. "Father!"

Bill lost his balance as Will lunged at him while throwing his arms around him. Not expecting that both tumbled off the dock into the warm, Caribbean waters.

A laughing Jack helped them back.

Not finished, Bill pulled Will back into his arms. "I only have time for this small hug. I have to clean up the result of a typhoon in the Southeast coast. We'll have more time in a week," he said.

Turning to Jack he smiled. "I never congratulated you on your son. I like his name though."

"He's named after all three of you," said Jack.

"You go inside and get dry clothes- " began Bill then sighted the key around Will's neck.

"I never take it off. It's always around my neck where I can see it," said Will. "And I feel more complete. The key settles me."

"Say hello to your grandfather," said Elizabeth, somewhat cutting Will off.

"Hello grandfafa," said both twins simultaneously.

Bill smiled. He nodded as he set a palm on each of their heads as he said their name. He set his palm on Will's cheek. "Happy birthday." He turned to Elizabeth. "Keep an eye on the Devil's son. My teeth are still recovering from ink and tea." To Teague. "Thank you for keeping an eye on Will." To Jack and Anamaria. "Congratulations again." To Arcelia. "Keep giving those orders to the crew." To Wills. "Enjoy your week home. I'll be back." Finally, he turned to Will again. "I really am sorry that I have to go so suddenly."

"Go. Don't keep the souls waiting. You know how Calypso gets," said Will with a playful smile as he motioned his father to shoo.

Bill have him one last a quick hug then disappeared from the dock immediately returning to World's End.

The green flash still lingering, Will turned to his son. "So, what is this about ink and tea?" he asked knowingly, setting his arm around his son's shoulder.

"Well," began Wills as he walked to his house while everyone followed closely and Emily sneaking under his right arm. "It happened about a week ago…"