(A/N) Woo hoo! I am all done for three whole months! No commuting to school nothing, just work, and enjoy writing my fics! Yay! Anyways, American Idol...hehe...such a guilty pleasure, I'm a Bo fan personally, I truly hope he wins. So what's new with everyone...haven't gotten many review lately...not that it hurt my feelings...(Tears swell in eyes, chokes back tears...) That's ok everyone, I know what the end of the school year brings...hell in a form of a essay! Enjoy this chappie! BTW, anyone who lives in the Northeast of the US, what the hell happened to Spring? Typical New England Freakin Weather! We're gonn just jump into the Summa I swear!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

Gabriel helped Eve downstairs to the brig. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked her, she was still weak, but her spirits were up, two days had passed, she needed to get this over with.

"Yes." The cells were quiet. Gabriel had already released the crew in London, he had no need for them. The only two that concerned him was Lange and Anthony. As she walked in she saw them both in different cells. They looked depleted, emaciated, tired. "I want to do this myself."

"I'll be waiting by the door." Gabriel let go of her hand. Eve walked and faced the cells, Anthony on the right, Doctor Lange on the left.

"I can understand you." Eve said suddenly. Both looked up and met her gaze.

"You understand nothing." Lange said.

"Your wrong Doctor Lange, I understand everything. I understand what it's like to lose someone you love. I lost a son, because my husband at the time, walked out of the house, letting a crazed man waltz in and beat me senseless…he stuck a dagger in my stomach, and my son died. I blamed my husband, I hated him, I hated the fact that he wasn't there from the beginning, I hated that my son died because of him."

"Did he send Barbossa after you?" Anthony asked, suddenly interested in her story.

"I don't know that. It is possible, Jon came back a different man. While he was gone he had a child with another woman, I was to blind to see the truth. I think he resented that he couldn't stay with his son, when he came back and saw that I was pregnant, he stayed…when my son died, he stayed, when I was under the curse of the Isla de Muerta, he stayed, but then accused me of an affair and left me. Jon could have certainly told Barbossa where we were, sent him to rid of me…I don't know, Jon is dead."

"I didn't know." Anthony said with lowered eyes.

"Well now you do. What I ultimately wanted to say…especially after what you had told me Anthony, was that I don't blame you for your actions. I forgive you." Eve felt like a weight had been lifted off her chest.

"You forgive me? Even after everything I said, everything I did?"

"Yes."

"Don't believe this poppycock! She's lying can't you tell! Her husband is going to come in here and shoot you right between your eyes you idiot! You lying witch!" Lange was screaming at the top of his lungs.

"I don't like to lie Doctor Lange. You should know that." Eve said calmly.

"I hate you, you damned wretch! You destroyed my daughter! My grandchildren! I hate you, you self-righteous bitch!" Lange was slamming his fists against the bars. "I will see you die, believe me!"

Eve stepped back from the cell. Gabriel then walked in to stop this from escalating to anything more. "What do you want to do?" Gabriel asked her.

"I don't know…"

"He is threatening to kill you…" Gabriel said in an angered tone. "I won't let him leave this ship alive…" Eve closed her eyes. Then opened them and looked at Anthony.

"Do you forgive me?" Eve asked him.

Anthony closed his eyes and a smile touched his lips. "You know I can see her when I close my eyes…she's with my boy…and holding a baby…I forgive you…" Eve took a deep breath. "I'm deeply sorry for what I did…I should never have come after you, it doesn't justify her death, it doesn't justify my children's death…to hurt you…Nothing will bring them back." Eve looked into his eyes. They were filled with sorrow and pain, and remorse.

Eve then turned to Gabriel. "Let him go."

"What?"

"I said let him go. He can move on, I have, and so can he."

"What about Lange?"

"I don't care. This is up to you now. I have said my peace. It's your turn Gabriel, whatever it is you want to do to either of them." Eve then squeezed his hand. "Do you want me to send down anyone?"

"No, I'll take you back upstairs, I'll handle this."

XXXXXXX

"I don't want either of them to leave this ship alive." Will said. "They both need to be dealt with now."

"We can't trust what either of them said. What if he is lying to her? Just so she would let him go." Adam said.

"What if he comes back for her?" Jack asked.

"I know. I don't believe they should leave this ship either." Gabriel said.

"Then it's settled." Jack said.

"No. It's not." Gabriel said. "Evelyn wants him to live. For some reason. But she said whatever my decision was she would understand." Gabriel then got up and ran his hand through his hair. "This bastard terrorized us for months…"

"What is your decision Gabe? You have to make one before we get back to Paris." Will said.

XXXXXXX

They stayed in London, Gabriel had made his decision, and there was no looking back. He was letting both of them go.

"Step onto the dock and do not look back, if you do, I will kill you." Gabriel said to both Anthony and Lange. Eve was behind him, her hands at her sides, Elizabeth with a hand on her shoulder, and Jack, Will, and Adam, surrounding Anthony and Lange.

They slowly began to walk off…Eve watched the sun hit a shining object that was held in Lange's pocket. Eve watched it…and he reached for it. "Gabriel!" Eve shouted as she grabbed him, and pulled him away.

Lange pulled out a pistol and fired at the direction of the ship. Will pulled Elizabeth to the ground. Adam fell to the floor, his hands over his head. The bullet flew through the air…the sound whistled through till it hit flesh. The sound was muffled and sickening, Eve leaned up from Gabriel, another shot rang above her. Eve looked up and saw Lange above her. She glanced at the ground, Jack wasn't moving, he was bleeding, he had been shot. She quickly glanced down at Gabriel, his eyes were closed, he must have hit his head. She looked across the deck and saw her father over her mother's body. Eve reached into Gabriel's holster and pulled out his pistol, pointed it towards Lange.

"Now I'm going to do, what I should have done a long time ago." The shot fired, but Lange was headed to the floor as it rang through the air, once again the sound, the muffled sound of flesh ripping was heard. Eve slowly got to her feet and looked at Lange… he had shot Anthony, Anthony had jumped in the way of the bullet…Eve stood behind Lange, who was over Anthony, and cocked the pistol.

"Stand up." Eve growled. Lange stood up and turned and faced her.

"Are you going to kill me Evelyn? Are you going to let the memory of your dead son cloud your better judgment."

"No." Eve fired the pistol into Lange's chest, sending him flying to the floor. Eve dropped the pistol. Looking around the deck, she saw Anthony was already dead…then a hand that went into the air caused her to turn around. "Jack…" Eve whispered as she ran over to him.

"Jack…he's gone…" Eve said kneeling to the floor grabbing his hand. Jack's body was shaking. "Let me…" The bullet had hit him in the stomach. Eve pressed her hands on Jack's wound. "God, please…" Eve couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"No…" Jack grabbed her wrist.

"Jack, I won't let you die. I won't let you leave me…" Eve cried. "You have to see these children born, do you understand me? I want you to fight…" Eve looked around the deck. Will was stirring, she needed help. "Please help!" The primal screech in her voice was never heard by Will, he never wanted to hear that again. Will looked in her direction and scrambled over. "He's got a bullet in his stomach…" Eve was gasping for air.

"Eve, I need you to step away…help everyone else, get them up…" Eve let go of the wound. She looked at Jack's pained face. Breathing heavily she got to Adam first. No bullet wounds and he was already stirring.

"Adam…are you alright?" Eve asked.

"Yeah…" Eve then looked to her mother, who was already up and helping her father. Eve then made her way to Gabriel's side.

"Gabriel…wake up please…" Eve grabbed her stomach in pain. "God Gabriel, wake up, I need you please." Eve was shaking him. Slowly his eyes opened, he had taken a good bump on his head. As he saw Eve's face he immediately sat up, the front of her dress was covered in blood.

"Evelyn, were you hurt?" Gabriel asked alarmed.

Eve looked down at her dress. "No, this is Jack's…" Eve then looked at Jack. As she turned back to face Gabriel she hunched over in pain.

"Evelyn what's wrong?" Gabriel took her by her shoulders.

"Nothing…" Eve got up unsteadily. She walked over to her mother who was feverishly working on Jack.

"We have to bring him in one of the cabins." Elizabeth was telling Will. "This is bad Will."

(A/N) Doesn't look too good for Jack does it? Well, he ISCaptain Jack Sparrow, but is that enough to save him this time?

WILLIZ-Continuing with our favorite duo...Captain Chrissy Cupcake, and Karen Kangeroo.

"Candyland...I have many informants here..." Captain Cupcake said as she strode off her sugar coated ship. Karen Kangeroo, of course on the heels of her favorite Captain.

"Really? I didn't think you the fan of Candyland." Captain Cupcake turned around.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Karen winced, she knew she was gonna hear it, so she might as well be out with it.

"Well, your such a ..."

"Watch it Karen, want to bloody Kangeroo hop your bloody well way back to wherever it was where I found you!" Captain Cupcake was angry.

"No."

"Then quiet." Cupcake walked a bit further until she came upon a huge building.

"Who's in there?" Karen asked.

"Why no other than the infamous Willy Wonka!"

"How do you know him?" Karen asked.

"We had a bit of an well, relationship..."

"Interesting." Karen smirked. Perhaps there was more to Captain Chrissy Cupcake then met the eye.

(I had to get my hands on Johnny somehow!)