Leah's song and the giver of inspiration:

How can you see into my eyes like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where I've become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can't wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I've become

Now that I know what I'm without
You can't just leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can't wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I've become

Bring me to life
(I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside)
Bring me to life

Frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

All this time I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought without a voice without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can't wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I've become

(Bring me to life)
I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside
(Bring me to life)

A/N1: *Sob sob* This is over, I can't believe it… *sob sob sob* this has been more fun than I care to admit, mates. You've all been bloody grand, and I love you all!!!! *huggles her reviewers so tightly that they all pass out from oxygen deprevation* *hands out bags of money… Monopoly money from the advance PotC version (they SHOULD make one, don't you think?). Ah well… All's well that ends well, eh? Really though, I thank you all wholeheartedly for liking my fic so much as to read it all! I really hope to see you all at the sequel! (details after the actual chappie below) But, remember, as this is the last chappie… REVIEW!!! Even those of you that normally don't. Any and all thoughts, feelings, etc., share 'em so I can learn how to best make the sequel and so that I can improve in my writing skills as life goes on. Tell me what you thought on any aspect of me fic, overall thoughts and feelings, etc. All shall very much be appreciated! :D

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Drums beat with the cold finality Leah was so used to hearing at hangings, but usually, she could not have cared less. At this particular execution, though… at this particular execution, she was the talk of the port. Why the bloody hell was the Governor's daughter sobbing her heart out as she stood there in public, directly to the left of her sister? They'd all heard the rumors, true enough, that she'd gone off with the man after Elizabeth Swann's kidnapping, but had… something happened between the two? Oh, it was a juicy scandal. Even juicier: was it willing? What had happened? It made the hanging of the legendary Captain Jack Sparrow all that much more exciting, and particularly in a port like Port Royale.

Standing tall and proud, or at least attempting to, Governor Swann made an effort to address his daughter. Really, this was quite unlike her… Well… sometimes, it was quite unlike her. Well, actually, it wasn't, really… "Leah, I-"

"Do not speak to me, Father!" she gasped out from between tears. She couldn't believe this was actually happening. She couldn't…

"This is wrong," Elizabeth said, holding her sister close, attempting to somehow comfort her. Back on the Dauntless, she'd talked to Leah, and her younger sibling hadn't been much better there, either. And though she couldn't quite understand how Leah could have such strong feelings for the pirate so quickly, another part of her did understand. The same part of her that now viewed Jack as an ally, perhaps even a friend. Besides, in a way, the situation reminded her of herself and Will…

How could Jack have been so foolish as to do that aboard the Dauntless? He knew this was going to happen. How could he do this to Leah? Elizabeth herself had gone and tried to talk to Jack after she'd finally learned of what had occurred from her sister, but she hadn't really gotten anywhere. Yet, did that really matter? He was about to hang, but… How could they sanction doing this to Jack?

"Commodore Norrington is bound by the law. As are we all." There was a particular kind of emphasis on that last statement, and a pointed sort of glance at Leah, but she either didn't notice it, or didn't care. Nor did she pay the least bit of attention, really, as Jack's offenses were read off. She was still in shock. She still couldn't come to terms with this harsh reality. She still couldn't even understand nor comprehend her own feelings, much less concentrate on Jack's crimes and misdeeds.

God, why did it hurt so much? Why did it feel like it was her about to die up there? Jack appeared as calm as ever. So bloody wonderful for Jack, so bloody horrible for her. Why was it only her reacting this way? Why could she not stop thinking about that kiss? Why…?

But she would never be able to find out, would she? Because Jack… Jack… Captain Jack Sparrow was about to die.

"…And for these crimes you have been sentenced to be on this day hung by the neck until dead. May God have mercy on your soul." Clenching her left hand into a tight fist, her sister's arms still around her, Leah forced herself to look up, tears still leaking from her eyes. Part of her, part of her prayed that Jack would look at her. Unbeknownst to her, he already had, when she was too deep in her sorrows to notice, of course. And he was not going to meet her eyes now.

How? How could this be happening?

"Commodore, Governor Swann, Miss Swann." Leah looked down at the man who had addressed her along with all those standing next to her… except for Elizabeth. Will? What was he doing? "Elizabeth, I should have told you from the moment I met you. I love you." Even through the cloud of anguish that had settled down upon her, these words still managed to stun Leah. After gaping openly at Will, she looked over at her sister, who was watching the blacksmith's retreating back, apparently as shocked at the rest of them.

And though William Turner's apparent "audacity" had absolutely nothing to do with Leah and Jack's relationship… his words caused her to realize something. That emotion, that all-encompassing amorous feeling called love, could she be feeling it? No, it was impossible. Jack Sparrow, or Captain Jack Sparrow, as he preferred to be called, was a bloody pirate, and he, of course, had plenty of girls off to the side, as had been demonstrated in Tortuga. She couldn't be so foolish. No one could be so foolish. It-it wasn't possible. It was completely ridiculous, more than just a little bit idiotic on her part.

But it was true. Leah Marguerite Swann loved the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow with all of her heart, with almost more fervency than she herself could bear. She did not know if the feeling was mutual. She doubted that she would ever find out if it were. But silently, she cheered Will on, for what he was about to do was obvious. She no longer cared if she herself escaped Port Royale as long as Jack did. She only wanted him safe and sound and gone, at least as safe and sound as a pirate could get, and on the Pearl preferably. And if she was to live out the rest of her miserable existence in finery and wealth and harsh constraints, so be it.

Barely two seconds had passed since Will had left after his confession, barely moments since Leah had come to her own realization. This was when she felt a slight tug on her arm, and turning her face, she was met with Elizabeth's eyes boring into hers. As Will had come up, Elizabeth's arms had fallen away more or less back to her sides, and now, she was trying to make Leah understand what she was about to do next. Only a split second after this little "look" between the siblings, Leah gave a barely perceptible nod, and Elizabeth Swann began her little act.

"I-I can't breathe," she gasped out, and then, her timing absolutely impeccable, feigned a faint.

"Father!" Leah called, playing along flawlessly as she dropped down by her sister's side. Her sobs had subsided now, though a tremor was still clearly audible in her voice. Distracted, the Commodore was unable to call for his men, and rushed immediately to Elizabeth's side along with said lady's father, the Governor.

Satisfied that the ruse was working, for now, at least, Leah wiped the tears off of her cheeks with the base of one hand, leaving considerable moisture behind. With bloodshot eyes, she watched as Jack stood erect, the noose already around his neck, barely acknowledging the "unconscious" form beside her. The drumming had picked up in speed now, heightening the poignant anxiety Leah now felt considerably. If anything were to happen, it would have to be now.

Elizabeth seemed to sense this as well, seemed to feel that she had lain there just long enough, and sat up at that very moment with a sharp intake of breath. Leah noted this, saw it on the very edge of peripheral vision, but her focus was entirely on Jack. He couldn't die. He couldn't. He wouldn't. This had to work.

She did not notice what her father did now, what Commodore James Norrington did now. Jack was all that mattered.

Leah gasped as Jack's footing was pulled out from underneath him, unconsciously grasped her sister's hand tightly. Her heart was pounding fiercely beneath her breast, and there was a bitter taste in her throat, but she let out a breath of relief as Will threw his sword, imbedding it into the wood at Jack's feet. He could balance on that… for a while, at least.

To her right, having recognized this for the obvious ploy it was, Commodore Norrington shot up, determined to stop this foolish escape attempt. And almost unconsciously, Leah stood, helping Elizabeth to her feet, but her eyes, her eyes were fixed on the scene before her. This absolutely had to work.

Come on, Will, come on. Hurry up!

Up on the platform, the young blacksmith was fighting off the executioner skillfully while Jack… well, balanced. Before long, the rope around Jack's neck was cut. Leah couldn't suppress a laugh as, after the executioner was thrown on top of the Commodore, Jack and Will, the latter of whom jumped off the platform with a flip, knocked over three guards with the rope once around the pirate's neck.

But, even as she watched them run, Leah knew it was hopeless. There were guards everywhere… Those two were bloody mad! And of course, just when it seemed like they would escape… they were surrounded.

Before her sister or her father so much as moved, Leah was dashing forward, determined to be up there and to be aware of what was happening.

"…might have to endure some manner of ill conceived escape attempt, but not from you," was all that Leah could make out.

Behind her and to her right, Leah only noticed her father's approach when he himself spoke. "On our return to Port Royale, I offered you clemency, and this is how you thank me? By throwing in your lot with him? He's a pirate!"

"And a good man," Will argued. Though Leah knew she should have cared more about Will's fate, she couldn't, even if she was desperately proud of him and somehow yet praying for his success. Too enrapt with Jack was she, and was watching him carefully as he stood behind Will, her ears carefully attuned to what was being said regarding him. "If all I have achieved here is that the hangman will earn two pairs of boots instead of one, so be it. At least my conscience will be clear."

"You forget your place, Turner," the Commodore reminded threateningly, his sword leveled at Will's throat.

"It's right here, between you and Jack."

Leah had known what she had to do. She'd known, known that if she did it… there would be no going back. Jack would most likely leave Port Royale all by himself if this succeeded, if he went free, she knew that. She knew that the consequences of what she was about to do would be dire for her, direr than they could ever be for her dear sister. But… at Will's words, she could not hold herself back any longer.

The very moment that last remark left Will's lips, Leah stepped forward, moving beside him, though there was still a fair distance between them.

"And mine," Elizabeth seconded, stepping beside Will as Leah moved to her right in order to accommodate her sister. Will moved to his own left as well as his love went to stand beside him, taking his hand in her own. And so there the three of them were, both of the Governor's daughters and William Turner, a blacksmith, a barrier between the British troops and Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Lower your weapons; for goodness' sake, put them down!" the father of Leah and Elizabeth Swann ordered, flabbergasted at the impudent behavior of his children. As directed, the soldiers did indeed draw up their arms.

"So this is where your heart truly lies, then?" Norrington asked of Elizabeth, finally seeing her true choice.

"It is."

Leah couldn't help but feel for the Commodore, sympathize with his feelings of unrequited love, but at the moment, there were much more pressing matters at hand. It seemed there were always more pressing matters at hand.

Without warning, she felt a touch on her hand. Gasping in surprise, she turned her head sharply, but was only met with Jack, and it was obvious, though he was not looking at her, that for some odd reason (Could he be trying to comfort her, or be somehow kind? Or… was this just another token of his goodbye?), he was touching her hand. After her initial shock, Leah smiled to herself, shook her head, and grasped his hand tightly, though no one else perceived this. It was then that she noticed what had already caught Jack's attention… a parrot. And not just any parrot… Cotton's parrot. All of a sudden, she understood, understood something she still hadn't quite been certain of: the means of Jack's escape. The Pearl, it was here. He was free!

Releasing her hand, Jack stepped away, off to say his "goodbyes". It was best… to leave as conspicuously as possible, best to leave them all as confused as possible. He'd found a confused or uncomfortable foe was just all the more simple to overcome. And besides that… Why not? "Well, I'm actually feeling rather good about this." With his usual cockiness intact, he moved over to Governor Swann, severely breaching his personal space as he spoke. "I think we've all arrived at a very special place, eh? Spiritually… ecunimically… grammatically." Leah openly gaped at him. What was he doing?

His next target was Norrington. "I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate. Know that." Leah couldn't believe this, and completely forgot about her sorrows for the moment. Was he bloody mad? Why wasn't he leaving already?

Leave, Jack. Just get out of here. Leave!

Besides the fact that it wasn't exactly overly safe for him to hang about, she wasn't sure if she could stand the sheer proximity of the man without breaking down, any longer. Yes, now that he was actually moving towards the ledge behind them, her inner agony came back to her tenfold.

"Elizabeth, it never would have worked between us, darling. I'm sorry." On somewhat different circumstances, Leah might have pondered over this statement, but under the present ones…

Forcing her eyes up off of the stone ground, a hand moving to wipe away the single tear now running down her cheek, the one she had not been able to hold back, Leah was astounded to find Jack very near her. "Leah, you on the other hand… You're coming with me."

"Wha-?" But she had no time to react, as at that moment, he grabbed her upraised arm and began to practically drag her over to the ledge. There was a unanimous gasp through the crowd behind them at this little occurrence, but once again, Governor Swann ordered them to keep their weapons down, concerned for his daughter's safety.

After taking only a few steps, Jack turned yet again, Leah still in tow. There was one person left that he still had to say his own grand farewell to. "Will… nice hat." And once again, they were moving up the stairs. Looking back, Leah could see all of them, and all of them in a sort of shocked silence at what Jack was doing, though the Commodore, his men, and the Governor had all moved drastically forward. From behind the soldiers, Elizabeth was watching her closely, Will simply looking at the two of them as if they truly were utterly and completely daft, though he was just a tad bit disbelieving that Jack was actually going through with this.

"Men, this is the day that you will always remember as the day you-" And having gauged the distance oh so very well, Jack fell over the edge of the battlement, taking Leah with him. Having been taken completely off guard, Leah Swann fell all the way down to the water… screaming.

Upon reaching the water, she was thrust down deep. Instinctively, she swam for the surface, but, after reaching it and taking in just one breath, she was forced back down. Something was wrong…

Her gown, her bloody fine gown, it was pulling her down! Desperately, she tried to wriggle out of it, but with her arms undoing the front, it was hard to keep even relatively afloat. She could not help but feel the utmost of relief as Jack, having realized what the problem was, helped her get the blasted thing off. It was a good thing that she wasn't wearing a corset that day, else that might have been a problem as well.

Finally free of the garment, Leah came up sputtering to the surface, treading water. "A-are you mad?" she gasped out, glaring. "Do you realize what my Father will-"

Having spotted the Pearl-which looked quite strange with white sails, to be certain-Jack was already grinning, and the grin did not fade as he pulled the furious female towards him, catching her in a deep kiss. This brought about the exact effect he had been hoping for: it shut the girl up.

As they could not very well continue this embrace of theirs in the water without sinking, Jack pulled away after only a few seconds had passed. Gulping in air, mentally reminding herself to stay afloat, Leah said nothing. Together, the duo swam towards Jack's ship.

What would her father do? What would Elizabeth do? What would any of them do? The answers to these questions Leah knew not, but she did know this: she was going away with Jack. She was leaving Port Royale. And, yes, she was going to be a pirate, an outlaw… but she was escaping. And so, Leah did not worry about what was yet to come. She would not allow herself to just yet.

Before long, a rope was let down into the water, and Leah and Jack were heaved onto the ship, the both of them utterly drenched as they plopped down on the deck, Leah nearer to the stern of the ship than he was. "I thought you were supposed to keep to the Code," Jack said to Gibbs in greeting.

"We figured they were more actual… guidelines," he explained, and smiling, he helped Jack up. In the background, Leah helped herself get to her feet. This was when Mr. Gibbs seemed to notice her. "Hey, Jack, what she be doing here?" he questioned as Mr. Cotton handed him his hat. After thanking the tonguless pirate, Jack turned back to Gibbs, the hat still held in his hands.

"She's coming with us, mate," Jack said matter-of-factly, and then placed the hat firmly upon his head.

"Oh no, Cap'n, it's-"

"We already have one aboard, eh? One more won't make much more difference." Leah, having stood in the same exact spot for that entire exchange, continued to stand there. Briefly, she considered wringing out her skirt as she, well, stood. True, it was a warm Jamaican day… but that didn't make it any less uncomfortable standing there soaked through and through.

"Captain Sparrow," Anamaria began, moving up from behind Jack and placing his coat around his shoulders, "The Black Pearl is yours." Personally, Anamaria really couldn't have cared less about another woman onboard, as long as she was trained properly. Nonetheless, though she didn't say anything, she really hoped Jack knew what he was doing.

His hat properly on his head, his coat around his shoulders, the notorious Captain Jack Sparrow, almost like a man entranced, went straight for the wheel of his ship. Practically stroking the thing, he allowed himself to relish in the moment. After nearly a decade, the Pearl was finally back in his care, under his command. After nearly a decade…

This was when he noticed something, something that could not be. Jack noticed that absolutely every single member of his crew was gathered 'round him, watching him admire his ship, most doing this with a smile. Well, he couldn't exactly have this… "On deck you scabrous dogs!" The crew rushed to follow his orders, getting down off of the quarterdeck. "Man the braces!" And then, taking out his compass with one arm fondly on the wheel of his ship, he said quietly, so that only he and anyone in his direct vicinity could hear, "Now… bring me that horizon."

Leah, completely and totally overjoyed at both the prospect of leaving Port Royale and at Jack's apparent happiness, continued to just… stand there, more than a little uncomfortable and unsure of what to do. Where did she fit in? What was she supposed to be doing right now?

Suddenly, a voice called her, and her head snapped up, looking straight at Jack. "Leah luv, come here." And, as always, she obeyed. Really… what else what she going to do? Dive overboard? He was the Captain, after all, and he was Jack Sparrow. So, there she now was, with Jack's right arm, the one in which the compass was in, around her shoulders.

"Thank you," she said quietly, never having felt more comfortable in her life.

"Don't mention it, luv," was his response, in true Jack style. And, before long, Jack began to… to sing something? And something very familiar at that. Curiously, she tilted her head ever so slightly as to get a better look at him. "Nanananana, and really bad eggs-"

"You know that song?" she interrupted, surprised to find this out.

"Aye, Elizabeth taught it to me. Lovely lass, though she needs to learn to hold her rum a bit better, I'd say."

I do not want to know, is what Leah thought, but instead, she said, "Well, do you know the rest?"

"Sing along, luv," he grinned, and so, feeling just a tad bit strange at singing, but still bloody giddy at escaping Port Royale with this wonderful man beside her, she sang. "Nanananana, and really bad eggs, drink up me hearties, yo ho!"

    And now, truly…

Fin

A/N: *bawls her eyes out* I-I can't believe it's over, mates! *sob sob sob, and hands out free passes to visit the closet any time, depending on circumstances, that is, and hands out various posters, movies, cds, piccies, magazines, flags, key chains, merchandice, etc., all having to do with pirates and Pirates (otC)* It's been an awesome journey, mates, and I'll miss this fic dearly! And I'll miss you all! *drinks rum to drown her sorrows, but fails, and just cries, debating whether or not they should all go into a rousing rendition of "Kumbaya" around the bonfire, but instead throws out marshmallows, sticks to roast 'em on, and takes out packets of graham crackers, chocolate, and rum* S-s'mores help everything… And accompanied with rum… definitely.

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***Concerning the Sequel: The Cove of Secrets***

Once again, I gotta tell y'all, it's been a bloody spectacular journey with you all on this fic mates (Can I say it ENOUGH), and Leah… well that bloody girl (who is WAY older than me, might I add) refuses to leave! So, we have the sequel, which, yes, I have started, and which will be up in 1-2 weeks. No longer than that, I swear on me black, little heart. :D Ok, and now on to the goodies I'm sure you are all SO anxiously awaiting, just what the sequel is ABOUT (though I am leaving many things to surprise, mates. This is NOT a detail-to-detail thing).

Basically, around 4 years have passed, and Leah and Jack, after a really very rough start, are married and have kids: John (3 years old), their child, and Claire (4 years old), the offspring of Jack and Scarlet's sis. Scarlet raised her for a year after her sister died of a disease of some sort, but then got tired of it, and dumped her off with Jack. Two years, Claire's been with them, and Leah loves her like her own flesh and blood. But, since they're pirates, they can't exactly have toddlers always aboard the Pearl, savvy? Least not when they go off for particularly dangerous plunderings. So, they leave them with Elizabeth and Will a lot. They've been at Will and Elizabeth's for almost three months when this takes place. Leah has become a legend in her own right by this time, and is a favored topic of gossip in Port Royale and many other places, actually, but esp. there. (Guess why). See, for a while, she went through a phase… kiss on the lips, you're dead. Kiss on the cheek, you're knocked out, but live to tell the tale. She stopped, actually ('twas bloody hormones and mood swings from the pregnancy, and other times, pms, or just a whim, or she was just really… yeah), but the story of this remains… At most, she does the cheek thing every once in a while. And still, there are the tales of everything else the Pearl has been involved with, and what her and Jack have done. Publicly, Leah's father has denounced and disowned her, but off the record, as it were, he allows her to leave her children at his mansion, has good relations with both her and the kids, etc. Only problem is… one day, a pirate ship attacks Port Royale and guess what they're after? Leah and Jack's dear children… So, these two are kidnapped, and the kidnappers, leave a mysterious note behind. What are they after, you ask? The death of Jack and any closely associated with him (Leah and the kids, especially…), and, of course, the Pearl. See, the two ringleaders of the kidnappers, Eric and Swanson, have a history with Jack, and something he took from them long ago, before he was ever a "Captain", a map and a key. Could the Pearl and the deaths of all these people simply be an added bonus? Could they have another central purpose? And what the bloody hell does Jack's compass have to do with anything? What is this little aspect of his history that Jack "neglected" to tell Leah? Find out, mates, in The Cove of Secrets.

jeyke: Well, you have to remember, mate…. Back then in the 1600's… females didn't have all too many rights, eh? As in the two most notorious female pirates of the time, who came later even, mind you, had to disguise themselves as men, even. So, no, I'd say not sexist. :P But then again, I'm me, and I have very odd views. Lol :P And on thy next review: I'm glad you continued reviewing even after seeing something as sexist! :P (Seriously, if it caught your attention so much that you still bothered reading, thanks!). And I love doing that and torturing people. MUAHAHAHA! :D Yes, I'm evil. :P

Rebel: Hehehe… I KNEW I'd get people with that, even if I do feel a LITTLE bad, now. :P But I'm glad you enjoyed. I think that was why it was my fav chappie, too. I didn't have to worry about getting little details right, or lines perfect. All I had to worry about was CJS's personality, which I've got down pat now, I think.

Gwyn: Hehe. Well SOMEONE'S hyper. ;-) I'm glad you liked the chapter, mate, and that me fic is the very first one to have ever caught you attention on here. And Evanescence is Canadian…? Ye sure? O.O I thought they were from some small US state…? Ah, w/e. :P Well, you get the first Evanescence CD, Origin, along with all their demos. Congrats! :D But don't cry!!!! Sequel! Sequel! :D

Chaos: Yupperz, writing that for thy nickname definitely saves time. ;-) But I know how to spell lightning! Lol Anyway… thanks SO MUCH for pointing all that out. It's all fixed, mate. :D Sorry 'bout that… I just hadn't watched the movie in far too long when I wrote that. I guarantee I'll do a better job on my sequel, but if I don't and you're a loyal reviewer there too, don't hesitate to tell me!  Same goes for this chap. And don't worry… Me own Grammar Cop never shuts up. -_-

Spaci: Hehe. Yes, and the sad part is, that chappie wasn't even going to be in it until I was in the teens with chappies, I believe. Lol But I'm REALLY glad you've enjoyed, and I really hope you like the sequel just as much! :D

Suzzie: Hehe. Understood every word, mate. MUAHAHAHA!!! :P

TriGem: Glad you enjoyed, darling! Yeah, see Leah's… odd. In Port Royale, since she's already known as the "bad girl", she can act out however she chooses with no real consequences. Same during Liz's rescue. She doesn't care about Jack, then, at least….. well, her mind is focused on other matters, like her sis, savvy? But then when she's alone with Jack and he's about to die and every word matters and she is forced to come face to face with her emotions… I luvvle complex heartache. :D *pats on back and offers Kleenex and cookies* Yeah, Jack doesn't have THE best ways of saying goodbye, if you know what I mean. "Let's make Leah completely obsessed with us so that when we die, she will too! :D" *glares at her closet* *clears throat* Um…. Yes… lol Anywayz, I'm glad you liked!

Empress: *updates soon* :P And your quite welcome. Thank YOU for the compliment! I'm glad it was worth the rewrites.

Angelqueen: *prods the puddle* ;-) No, really, I'm glad ye enjoyed me little romance scene, depressing as it was. And of COURSE Jack loves her!!!! 'Course he doesn't tell her for over half a year, but ah well. (little spoiler there as, well, the timing of that isn't really mention in the sequel, though I'm sure there'll be flashbacks. ;-)*hint hint* )

echo: Glad you liked! And uploaded!

Kontara: Just watch the movie REPEATEDLY, and his voice will ring in your head…. Trust me. -_- *glares at the closet* And I still think your name is lovely! :D

Pendragon: Hehe. Yes, enjoy. I realize it's gonna cost me almost a month of not having Jack to myself, but you guys deserve it! :D And here's hoping the good work has been kept up! ;-)

aquastar: Calm girl, calm!!!! Sheesh, romance JUNKIE! Lol Now, that "Fin" was just a joke to mess with your minds! This here is the ending, mate, and then…. SEQUEL!!! :D I'm glad you liked the romance, though.

Spanish: Ooh, I'm happy you liked, mate! And don't worry, one sequel, coming up! :D

Anya: Wowzers!!!! I kept ye here for an HOUR? O.O I'm honored!!!! And aren't I evil with my cliffies? ;-P MUAHAHAHA! :P

Skywalker: It's all right! Now, stop worrying about it! Very nice to know that my fin worked yet again, though. MUAHAHAHA…. And thankies for mentioning Jack. Good to know I'm getting better at writing the man. :P

Shane: Yes, I considered it… but then things would be all blah. Lol And YES! I've got someone hooked for the next one! Yay! :D
Riley: Wow. I actually DID understand that, mate. And I know what you mean, but I'm not overly worried. I can write him pretty well now, and watching the movie always perfects my writing skills. 'Sides that, I know what's gonna happen and Jack's basic reaction, so, in case you do, have no fear! Though if I do mess up on 'im, do feel free to point it out. ;-) Thankies for the advice and concern! And I'm glad you enjoyed.

Sal: lol Yeah, maybe I should stop using that…. I just use it because I can't just continuously call her Leah or "she". :P Ah, perhaps I can… Ah well.

Vagrant: ROFL! Yes, yes it does. *Prods Leah and Jack* About time, eh? And I WROTE the bloody thing!

Cherish: Wow! I am officially honored! *blushes scarlet, no pun intended ;-)* THANK YOU! When I get a chance, though, I WILL edit certain parts of this fic. Even if you guys don't notice it, I was a bad girl and didn't proofread sometimes. ;-) It's been great having you as a reviewer, mate! And until the sequel… ta.

Venus: Wow! You're EXCITED, mate! Lol Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you! And do NOT be jealous! My writing is not that spectacular. If you want to be jealous, read Anne Rice (OLD books, mind you -_-). Now THAT'S when I get jealous. But don't be sad! Just keep one word in mind: sequel. J

Ipzy: Hey mate! Long time no see! Lol No, realy, it's fine! Harry potter rocks! :P Anywayz, I'm glad you liked the chappie! And that my little evilness worked! MUAHAHAHAHA! ;-) Can't wait to hear your thoughts on this chappie… and the sequel! ;-)