Yeah, ready for the final chapter? It's here! Then after this there's
only an Epilogue and a randomness writing thingy. So to reviewers (I
actually had to get my lazy butt downstairs to check the reviews):
LiZzIe SpArRow: I feel very special. Thanks for your feedback. I tried with Jack but it's really hard to make him fall in love with someone so I probably did mess that up a bit. I only have one other POTC fic that's a short humor (Jack Sparrow: Owner's Guide and Maintenance Manual) but I plan on maybe writing a sequel to this story or a story about Will/Elizabeth's son and Jack/AnnaMaria's daughter. Maybe. I definitely will write more POTC, though.
Leah32289: This is the chapter for you if you really want Elizabeth to get all sweet and admit it!
Karin: There might not be a sequel but there will definitely be more Pirates of the Caribbean (probably romance ones, too!)
Q Alace: Is that seriously your real e-mail? It's so cool! Yeah but anyway I'll write more Pirates of the Caribbean stories after this.
Cpt-Jack-Sparrow: You rock! It's amazing how fast you review. Hehehe. I liked that chapter, too. Maybe Will goes a little too fast from Elizabeth to AnnaMaria, though. Sorry.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing. (Well actually I do own something, lots of stuff just nothing that has to do with Pirates of the Caribbean except the soundtrack and sometime soon either the video or DVD.) But the point is I don't own any of the rights to the story! *sob*
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They reached Port Royal the following day. The ship was low in the water from all the treasure aboard. Will had given Jack and Elizabeth almost a fourth of the treasure each. Elizabeth didn't quite understand why he was giving her this as they were to be married soon and their fortunes combined. Will insisted on her having her own part of it however. He had given a few odds and ends to AnnaMaria which Jack was quick to note.
Elizabeth and Will left the harbor, knowing the Shadow would be leaving in a few days. Elizabeth was met by her father and a carriage and escorted back to her house. Will was left to walk to the blacksmith shop alone. "Will!" a voice called from behind him.
Will turned, his hand on the door. It was AnnaMaria. "I'm stayin'," she declared.
"What?"
"I'm leavin' the Shadow ta start a life as a landlubber."
She smiled. Will couldn't help but smile back. "Jack will take losing a crewmember hard," he told her.
"He didn't give me such a hard time."
Will nodded, absently. "Can I stay in your shop? At least until I have somewhere else?" she asked.
Will was taken back. "I suppose," he replied.
"Good!"
She walked forward into the shop in front of him. Shaking his head, but hiding a smile, Will followed her.
The day the Shadow was to leave, Elizabeth sat by the window. She felt dismal. Again she pondered why AnnaMaria had left the Shadow. Jack had told her turning her one trip to the Shadow, the day before.
There was a knock on the door. Elizabeth ignored it. The knocking turned to a pounding. "Elizabeth, it's Will," called Will, "I need to talk to you."
Elizabeth opened the door. Will came in. He was looking very nervous and fidgety. "What is it?" Elizabeth asked.
"Well it's.just..that," Will stuttered.
"Yes?"
"The reason AnnaMaria left the Shadow was to be with me," he said in a rush.
Elizabeth raised her eyebrows. "She loves me and I love her," he finished.
For a moment Elizabeth was too shocked to speak. "I'm sorry, Elizabeth," he said, softly not looking at her, "I'm ashamed of myself."
Elizabeth was smiling. Will gave her a confused look. "What.?"
"This means I can tell the person I love that I love him."
Will's mouth dropped. "Who..?"
"I'm sorry, I don't have time," Elizabeth interrupted him and ran out the door.
Once outside she continued running. It was a good thing she wasn't wearing her corset or she wouldn't have been able to keep it up. Even so, her dress was restraining and she was breathing hard. There was a loud rip as she stepped on her dress. Shaking her foot free of the material, she continued, gasping for breath.
People stared as she ran through the town. Elizabeth ignored their looks. The harbor was close. She was in time. The Shadow was still there but about to leave. She reached it just as Gibbs was about to remove the gangplank. "We're leaving." he started in protest to her pushing past him and walking onto the deck.
"I have to talk to Jack," she called over her shoulder.
"Ya wanted ta talk ta me, love?"
He was right before her, leaning on the tiller. "Don't leave," she pleaded.
"Have ta, love," Jack told her.
Elizabeth set her face determinedly. "Then bring me with you," she demanded, softly.
"What?"
"Bring me with you."
Jack eyed her. "Does Will no yer down here?" he asked suddenly.
"Why are you always asking about Will?" she cried out.
Tears had begun to roll down her cheeks. "No offense meant, love," Jack said quickly, "I thought ya cared about him."
"He loves AnnaMaria."
"Ah," Jack looked slightly amused, but sorry for her at the same time, "So that's what this is then? Yer tryin' ta get away from yer bitterness? I'm 'farid that won't work, love. Ya'll only regret it."
"You don't understand, Jack," she yelled and then much more softly she whispered, "I love you."
"Sorry, didn't catch that, love," Jack told her, enjoying himself.
She gave him a fond glare. "You heard perfectly well what I said, Jack Sparrow."
"Aye," he turned to face her, "but ya forgot the Capt'."
Before she could say anything, his lips were on hers and he was kissing her passionately, ignoring the crew on deck. She threw her arms around his neck, embracing him as if there was no tomorrow. He finally pulled apart from her to look into her eyes. "I think I've found me the best treasure a pirate could wish for."
She smiled. Tears still ran down her face, but they had turned to tears of joy. "Ya don't know how long I've been wishin' ya'd tell me that," he told her, his voice, rough.
"You don't know how long I've been wishing I had the courage to say it, Jack," she smiled.
"I guess there's no makin' ya call me Capt'."
"None."
"Fiery, just the way I like 'em," he gave a sly grin and his mouth blended with hers again.
There was a cough from behind them. Jack tore himself from Elizabeth again to meet Gibbs gaze. "We need ta get goin', Capt'," he told Jack, looking pointedly at Elizabeth.
"So we do."
He began barking out orders to the crew. "Capt'?" asked Gibbs attentively as the crew scrambled around, preparing to set sail.
"Hmm?"
He was lost in Elizabeth's eyes. "Capt'!" Gibbs exclaimed, "She has ta go."
He nodded at Elizabeth. "She's stayin', Gibbs," Jack said, forcefully.
Gibbs frowned, "Tis bad luck ta 'ave a women aboard."
"We had AnnaMaria and didn't 'ave anymore bad luck than normal pirates. She's stayin'."
"Alright, Capt' but I don't like it one bit."
He wandered away, muttering to himself.
"I'm sick of yer superstitions, Gibbs," Jack called after him.
He looked back at Elizabeth, "Since AnnaMaria is gone ya can 'ave her cabin. It's a bit better than the one ya had. Would that suit ya?"
Elizabeth gazed straight at him, "Well I was sort of thinking of something better."
Jack raised his eyebrows. "Well there's room enough for two in your cabin, isn't there? Unless of course you believe it's too improper," she said, slyly.
"I think I can make an exception, just this once," he gave her a roguish wink.
"Then that will be more than suitable," Elizabeth told him.
"Then that will be." he pretended to calculate, "three pounds if ya want the floor, five pounds if ya want a chair, ten if ya want the bed and twelve if ya want me and the bed. Good prices, savvy?"
She rolled her eyes, "I'd sooner pay a fish."
"I'm a lot more charmin' than any fish," he smoothed his mustache.
"Aye, but I don't have money."
"Then ya'll be sleepin' in the hall, lass."
She smiled again. She hadn't released how much she enjoyed teasing him until then. "As long as your there," she whispered, leaning back against him.
His arms slipped around her waist. She gave a contented sigh and looked out at the ocean. The sun was setting and casting a magnificent reflection on the water. Purples, oranges, yellows, and reds mixed with the deep blue of the ocean. She slowly drifted off into another world, just staring at it. She heard, Jack voice, as from far away saying, "Ah, but if ya want me in the hall that's still three shillin's."
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Yay! The happy, happy ending. (With still the Epilogue.) Sorry if it was a bit corny. It makes me all warm just writing it (so I'm very emotional.) Anyway, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't wait to hear what you think of the end. Even criticizing is appreciated (if it's not flaming and you have a specific thing that you think should be different or added.)
LiZzIe SpArRow: I feel very special. Thanks for your feedback. I tried with Jack but it's really hard to make him fall in love with someone so I probably did mess that up a bit. I only have one other POTC fic that's a short humor (Jack Sparrow: Owner's Guide and Maintenance Manual) but I plan on maybe writing a sequel to this story or a story about Will/Elizabeth's son and Jack/AnnaMaria's daughter. Maybe. I definitely will write more POTC, though.
Leah32289: This is the chapter for you if you really want Elizabeth to get all sweet and admit it!
Karin: There might not be a sequel but there will definitely be more Pirates of the Caribbean (probably romance ones, too!)
Q Alace: Is that seriously your real e-mail? It's so cool! Yeah but anyway I'll write more Pirates of the Caribbean stories after this.
Cpt-Jack-Sparrow: You rock! It's amazing how fast you review. Hehehe. I liked that chapter, too. Maybe Will goes a little too fast from Elizabeth to AnnaMaria, though. Sorry.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing. (Well actually I do own something, lots of stuff just nothing that has to do with Pirates of the Caribbean except the soundtrack and sometime soon either the video or DVD.) But the point is I don't own any of the rights to the story! *sob*
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They reached Port Royal the following day. The ship was low in the water from all the treasure aboard. Will had given Jack and Elizabeth almost a fourth of the treasure each. Elizabeth didn't quite understand why he was giving her this as they were to be married soon and their fortunes combined. Will insisted on her having her own part of it however. He had given a few odds and ends to AnnaMaria which Jack was quick to note.
Elizabeth and Will left the harbor, knowing the Shadow would be leaving in a few days. Elizabeth was met by her father and a carriage and escorted back to her house. Will was left to walk to the blacksmith shop alone. "Will!" a voice called from behind him.
Will turned, his hand on the door. It was AnnaMaria. "I'm stayin'," she declared.
"What?"
"I'm leavin' the Shadow ta start a life as a landlubber."
She smiled. Will couldn't help but smile back. "Jack will take losing a crewmember hard," he told her.
"He didn't give me such a hard time."
Will nodded, absently. "Can I stay in your shop? At least until I have somewhere else?" she asked.
Will was taken back. "I suppose," he replied.
"Good!"
She walked forward into the shop in front of him. Shaking his head, but hiding a smile, Will followed her.
The day the Shadow was to leave, Elizabeth sat by the window. She felt dismal. Again she pondered why AnnaMaria had left the Shadow. Jack had told her turning her one trip to the Shadow, the day before.
There was a knock on the door. Elizabeth ignored it. The knocking turned to a pounding. "Elizabeth, it's Will," called Will, "I need to talk to you."
Elizabeth opened the door. Will came in. He was looking very nervous and fidgety. "What is it?" Elizabeth asked.
"Well it's.just..that," Will stuttered.
"Yes?"
"The reason AnnaMaria left the Shadow was to be with me," he said in a rush.
Elizabeth raised her eyebrows. "She loves me and I love her," he finished.
For a moment Elizabeth was too shocked to speak. "I'm sorry, Elizabeth," he said, softly not looking at her, "I'm ashamed of myself."
Elizabeth was smiling. Will gave her a confused look. "What.?"
"This means I can tell the person I love that I love him."
Will's mouth dropped. "Who..?"
"I'm sorry, I don't have time," Elizabeth interrupted him and ran out the door.
Once outside she continued running. It was a good thing she wasn't wearing her corset or she wouldn't have been able to keep it up. Even so, her dress was restraining and she was breathing hard. There was a loud rip as she stepped on her dress. Shaking her foot free of the material, she continued, gasping for breath.
People stared as she ran through the town. Elizabeth ignored their looks. The harbor was close. She was in time. The Shadow was still there but about to leave. She reached it just as Gibbs was about to remove the gangplank. "We're leaving." he started in protest to her pushing past him and walking onto the deck.
"I have to talk to Jack," she called over her shoulder.
"Ya wanted ta talk ta me, love?"
He was right before her, leaning on the tiller. "Don't leave," she pleaded.
"Have ta, love," Jack told her.
Elizabeth set her face determinedly. "Then bring me with you," she demanded, softly.
"What?"
"Bring me with you."
Jack eyed her. "Does Will no yer down here?" he asked suddenly.
"Why are you always asking about Will?" she cried out.
Tears had begun to roll down her cheeks. "No offense meant, love," Jack said quickly, "I thought ya cared about him."
"He loves AnnaMaria."
"Ah," Jack looked slightly amused, but sorry for her at the same time, "So that's what this is then? Yer tryin' ta get away from yer bitterness? I'm 'farid that won't work, love. Ya'll only regret it."
"You don't understand, Jack," she yelled and then much more softly she whispered, "I love you."
"Sorry, didn't catch that, love," Jack told her, enjoying himself.
She gave him a fond glare. "You heard perfectly well what I said, Jack Sparrow."
"Aye," he turned to face her, "but ya forgot the Capt'."
Before she could say anything, his lips were on hers and he was kissing her passionately, ignoring the crew on deck. She threw her arms around his neck, embracing him as if there was no tomorrow. He finally pulled apart from her to look into her eyes. "I think I've found me the best treasure a pirate could wish for."
She smiled. Tears still ran down her face, but they had turned to tears of joy. "Ya don't know how long I've been wishin' ya'd tell me that," he told her, his voice, rough.
"You don't know how long I've been wishing I had the courage to say it, Jack," she smiled.
"I guess there's no makin' ya call me Capt'."
"None."
"Fiery, just the way I like 'em," he gave a sly grin and his mouth blended with hers again.
There was a cough from behind them. Jack tore himself from Elizabeth again to meet Gibbs gaze. "We need ta get goin', Capt'," he told Jack, looking pointedly at Elizabeth.
"So we do."
He began barking out orders to the crew. "Capt'?" asked Gibbs attentively as the crew scrambled around, preparing to set sail.
"Hmm?"
He was lost in Elizabeth's eyes. "Capt'!" Gibbs exclaimed, "She has ta go."
He nodded at Elizabeth. "She's stayin', Gibbs," Jack said, forcefully.
Gibbs frowned, "Tis bad luck ta 'ave a women aboard."
"We had AnnaMaria and didn't 'ave anymore bad luck than normal pirates. She's stayin'."
"Alright, Capt' but I don't like it one bit."
He wandered away, muttering to himself.
"I'm sick of yer superstitions, Gibbs," Jack called after him.
He looked back at Elizabeth, "Since AnnaMaria is gone ya can 'ave her cabin. It's a bit better than the one ya had. Would that suit ya?"
Elizabeth gazed straight at him, "Well I was sort of thinking of something better."
Jack raised his eyebrows. "Well there's room enough for two in your cabin, isn't there? Unless of course you believe it's too improper," she said, slyly.
"I think I can make an exception, just this once," he gave her a roguish wink.
"Then that will be more than suitable," Elizabeth told him.
"Then that will be." he pretended to calculate, "three pounds if ya want the floor, five pounds if ya want a chair, ten if ya want the bed and twelve if ya want me and the bed. Good prices, savvy?"
She rolled her eyes, "I'd sooner pay a fish."
"I'm a lot more charmin' than any fish," he smoothed his mustache.
"Aye, but I don't have money."
"Then ya'll be sleepin' in the hall, lass."
She smiled again. She hadn't released how much she enjoyed teasing him until then. "As long as your there," she whispered, leaning back against him.
His arms slipped around her waist. She gave a contented sigh and looked out at the ocean. The sun was setting and casting a magnificent reflection on the water. Purples, oranges, yellows, and reds mixed with the deep blue of the ocean. She slowly drifted off into another world, just staring at it. She heard, Jack voice, as from far away saying, "Ah, but if ya want me in the hall that's still three shillin's."
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Yay! The happy, happy ending. (With still the Epilogue.) Sorry if it was a bit corny. It makes me all warm just writing it (so I'm very emotional.) Anyway, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't wait to hear what you think of the end. Even criticizing is appreciated (if it's not flaming and you have a specific thing that you think should be different or added.)