A/N: Yo this is the LAST chapter of my story. I am so sorry for the 2 week delay. I had to bring up my grades and do projects. I don't think I'll need an epilogue. Thank you all for reading my 1st story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.

Chapter 11: Horizon

I awoke with a dread, sweating on my clean sheets. My breathing was rapid and when I moved, I could feel the wound in my chest ache. I slowly opened my eyes to see the same washed out image of my room. Nothing had changed. The dread I was feeling was the event that would take place today, Jack's execution.

I sat in my bed for awhile just thinking, what could I do? There was no way I would be able to leave here. Commodore Norrington had wanted me not to attend Jack's funeral. Maybe it was because of my wound, but mostly because he didn't want me to try a spontaneous rescue mission to save Jack's life. But I wouldn't let that stop me.

I struggled to get up. I swayed a little and griped the bed post, bracing myself against the dizziness I felt. Jack, I thought, I have to see you one last time. I hurriedly grabbed a cloak and wrapped myself in it. I could not be noticed, or else I would draw too much attention to myself because of my eyes. As I walked through the halls, I saw no one. They must have already started, I thought anxiously. I hastened my pace.

I made it out to the courtyard without being seen, luckily. I wandered over to where a large group of people were amassed. Jumping to see over them, I saw a raised platform with Jack standing on a trap door.

"Jack Sparrow, be it known that you have..." The official read.

"Captain, Captain Jack Sparrow."

"impersonating an officer of the Spanish Royal Navy, impersonating a cleric of the Church of England…"

"Ah, yes." Jack said smiling and looked over at the executioner, who glared back.

I was startled by three black crows that flew over. They cawed loudly and the beating of their wings stirred the air. I felt a cold shiver go through my spine as I looked at them fly over a roof. It felt like they were fleeing from something approaching. I moved through the crowd, trying to get closer to Jack.

"for your willful commission of crimes against the crown. Said crimes being numerous in quantity and sinister in nature, the most egregious of these to be cited- piracy, smuggling..." He continued on.

I spotted Elizabeth standing with Commodore Norrington and hid my face from view. They were looking at Jack, so I passed them unnoticed.

"sailing under false colors, arson, kidnapping, looting, poaching, brigandage, pilfering, depravity, depredation, and general lawlessness. And for these crimes you have sentenced to be, on this day, hung by the neck until dead. May God have mercy on your soul." A noose was put around Jack.

"No." I whispered to myself, "He can't die. He's not going to die." I started muttering to myself.

Drums started to sound as I got to the front of the crowd. I saw Jack now clearly and he looked at me. I saw his eyes widen as he recognized me and then mouthed the words, "Don't worry."

Drums started to sound and the trapdoor was about to drop. I held my breath as the moment approached. The ominous drumming stopped and Jack fell through the hole.

I heard someone yell, "Move!"

A sword shot out and stuck to the gallows. Jack was able to get a meager footing on it, which kept him from suffocation. Abruptly, I saw a black cloud appear out of nowhere and was surrounding Jack.

"No!" I yelled, "You can't take him!"

The cloud had a face, it was maliciously shaped like a skull and its outstretched hands hovered over Jack. The black cloud curled, and twisted despite the windless day. Death was intent on claiming him.

Without thinking, I jumped onto the gallows and sprung at the deathly smoke, trying to ward it off. I reached out and saw that there was another hand guiding me. It was bigger, and I realized that it was my father's.

Mine and my father's hand made contact with the cloud and as soon as I touched it, it was as if I were being sucked into a cold, dark, empty void. Endless and without hope.

Right when I had touched the smoke though, it vanished in a screeching swoosh. I fell on the ground shivering. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Will rush over and free Jack from his noose. I felt numb and cold; Jack bent over me and helped me up. We ran out of the courtyard, trying to escape. Will and Jack fought off the guards, and I ran ahead. I punched a guard that had grabbed me, and he ran away. We were almost there; I could see fewer and fewer men trying to prevent us from escape.

We fought up to a tall tower and then twenty men came around the corner and surrounded us. They had been ready to cut us off from the start.

Commodore Norrington approached and said to Will, "I thought we might have to endure some manner of ill-conceived escape attempt, but not from you."

"On our return to Port Royal, I granted you clemency. And this is how you repay me? By throwing in your lot with him? He's a pirate!" Governor Swann also chastised Will.

Will replied, "And a good man."

Jack pointed to himself and mouthed the words, "That's me."

"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."

"And you Santana, I gave you my home and sheltered you when you had nowhere else to go. You could have started a new life, and became a lady. I would have gotten you an education, a wealthy man who you could marry and become a respectable name. How can you disregard that?" The Governor spoke to me.

"Governor, if you are implying that I should change my lifestyle to fit your standards, I am sorry to disappoint you, but I don't belong in your society. I never could live like that. I am not a caged bird." I said angrily, leaning on Jack for support.

"You forgot you places. A girl and a blacksmith trying to outsmart a whole army of British soldiers." Commodork Norrington scoffed.

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

Elizabeth stood next to Will, "As is mine."

The guards became unsure whether to point their guns at her, when her father ordered, "Elizabeth! Lower your weapons. For goodness' sake, put them down!"

"So this is where your heart truly lies?" The Commodore asked.

"It is."

Jack sprung alive, "Well I'm actually feeling rather good about this. I think we've all arrived at a very special place, eh? Spiritually…ecumenically…

grammatically?" he turned to the commodore, "I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate. Know that." He squeezed my hand and we made our way to the wall. "Will…nice hat. Friends! This is the day that you will always remember as the day-?

Jack divedinto the water below and I followed. I fell about forty feet straight down, the wind rushing past me. There were rocks below; I only hoped that I would miss them. The water was coming at an alarmingly fast pace. Holy shit, I thought. Before I could understand, I was in the water. The impact jarred me, and I twisted in the ocean, trying to swim to the surface. I broke the water and gasped.

"Jack?" I called.

"Made it?" He called.

I swam over to him and I kissed him hard, "Bloody pirates, never can predict what they're gonna do next." I laughed.

I spotted the Black Pearl; it was coming to pick us up. We waited for them to arrive and were hauled on board by Gibbs and Anamaria.

"I thought you were supposed to stick to the code." Jack asked Gibbs.

"We figured they were more actual…guidelines."

Jack was handed his hat and coat. I took a blanket from one of the pirates, and dried off.

Jack walked across to the helm of the Black Pearl and looked around fondly, "On deck, you scabrous dogs! Man the braces! Let down and haul to run free. Now…bring me that horizon." He started humming and took out a compass, "And really bad eggs…drink up, me 'earties, yo ho."

I walked up to him as he was at the wheel.

He wrapped his arm around me and looked into my eyes, "I love you Santana, but I'm afraid. I just can't bear the fact of losing you, because of this life."

At that moment, I knew that I could never be separated from Jack again. This would be the path I chose, by his side. "I love you too Jack. I want to always be with you. Ever since my father died, I knew I would have to look after myself; that I couldn't count on anyone. But with you Jack, I know you'll be there."

He embraced me and we sailed into the horizon.

A/N: Yeah it's done! 11 chapters earlier, I had no idea how this story would turn out. It just started out as 3 pages of writing because I was at a sleepover. I never expected to actually finish it. Thank you all for reviewing my story and especially 16aqua for helping me with some of the lines. I may continue on with this story, but not right now. TheEvilTrafficCone Out!