Amelia climbed out to the wheel deck and laid flat so they couldn't see her. It was James. He was letting Elizabeth and her crew free. "Do not go to Shipwreck Cove. Beckett knows of the meeting of the Brethren. I fear there may be a traitor among them."

"It's too late to earn my forgiveness."

"I had nothing to do with your father's death. But that does not absolve me of my other sins."

"Come with us. James, come with me."

Amelia shook her head. She thought he would agree.

"I cannot leave Amelia."

"Amelia. Do you truly love her?"

"Yes."

"Who goes there?" They looked back where the other voices had come from.

"James, they won't kill Amelia. She's a pirate. And she's a bargaining chip for both Jones and Beckett. She will be safe."

"Go. I will follow."

"You're lying."

He looked back at her. "I can't leave her. Our destinies have been entwined, Elizabeth. Hers and mine."

Elizabeth stood on her toes and kissed him. Amelia couldn't tell if he was kissing her back. He pushed her away.

"Go, now." Bootstrap Bill Turner was approaching. James pointed his sword at the pirate. "Back to your station, sailor."

"No one leaves the ship."

"Stand down. That's an order. That's an order."

"Part of the crew, part of the ship. Part of the crew, part of the ship. Part of the crew."

"Steady, man."

"Part of the crew, part of the ship. All hands, prisoner escape!"

"Belay that!" Bootstrap kept yelling. James cut the line, and Elizabeth's crew fell into the water.

"James! James!"

"Prisoner escape!" Bootstrap put his sword through James' chest. Amelia screamed, and so did Elizabeth.

"James! No!"

James fell to the deck.

"The admiral's dead."

"Admiral's dead?"

"The admiral's dead."

"Admiral's dead."

"To the captain's cabin!" The pirates left. Amelia climbed down to the deck and sat down. She held James against her.

"Amelia. I'm so sorry."

"No. Don't say sorry." Her tears fell on his jacket.

"If I had just..."

"Shh."

Davy Jones walked up then. He gave a strange look to the couple on the deck, and then asked, "James Norrington. Do you fear death?"

James stabbed his sword into the pirate, and then breathed his last breath.

"I take that as a no." He pulled the sword out of his body. "Nice sword. Would you like to be joining him, Miss Sparrow?"

She couldn't say anything. All she could do was hold her husband's body and sob.

"The Dutchman is under my command. Take this girl and throw her in the brig."

The pirates hauled her away. Before they took her below, she saw Bootstrap unceremoniously throwing James' body overboard.