Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry that I haven't updated! I finished this story like forever ago! My bad! Please don't kill me!

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The Flying Dutchmen was so dirty, it made me want to hurl. I thanked God that I had shoes on as Davy Jones led us to his cabin. Jack took my hand and walked inside. I marveled at the enormous organ and all of its bamboo pipes. Davy Jones had a crew member pull up a table and four chairs.

"Now then, what is this all about."

"We have a proposition to lay on the table."

Jack leaned over to me. "A propi what?"

I slapped his hand. "Ssh!"

Davy Jones stroked his chin with one of his tentacles. "What sort of proposition?"

I spoke first. "Take your claim off of Jack's blood."

"Raise the Pearl from the depths completely unharmed," Jack added.

"Make my father a free man again," Will said, as he gripped his armrests so tight, his knuckles were white. I gasped, but didn't say anything. Bootstrap was a prisoner on the Flying Dutchman?

Davy Jones was calm. "Three requests. What could possibly be worth those three things?"

Jack smiled. "Your heart, Squidy."

Davy Jones's face was suddenly fuming with anger. "Jack! You stole my heart?"

"Well, actually Norrington stole it, and Amanda took it back."

His tentacles were twisting like crazy. "Where is it? I want to see it!"

I was calm, although I could feel the heart beating against my skin. It was a sickly feeling. "Your heart will be returned to you if and when you fulfill all three of our requests."

Davy Jones got up. "Very well." He left the room, so we followed. He stopped in the middle of the deck and faced away from us. Jack's hand suddenly lost the black spot. A spot of the ocean turned dark blue and after a big splash, the Pearl surfaced and was in perfect condition. Davy Jones turned back to us. Two fish looking crewmembers dragged up what I took to be Bootstrap. His back had wounds from a whip on it and he looked tired and hungry. Not to mention had clams growing on his neck. Yuck.

Will ran to him and picked him up. "What did you do to him?"

Davy Jones's smile was sickening. "He let you go. I couldn't let that go unpunished."

Will fumed with anger, but Jack silenced him with a look.

"Your requests have been granted." Davy Jones turned to me. "Give me my heart."

Bootstrap found the strength to get up and he pulled me aside.

"Amanda, let me do it. He'll kill you after you give it to him." I didn't say anything as I looked into the eyes of the man that I had almost fallen in love with. I nodded, too full of emotion to answer. I took the heart out and slipped it into Bootstrap's vest, pulling him into a hug afterwards.

I let him go and stared into his calm eyes. "Goodbye, Bootstrap."

Bootstrap nodded to Will and Jack. Will handed him a small knife and hugged him. Jack went back to the Pride Wynn with Will and me right behind him. Jack took me in his arms when we reached the deck. He knew what was coming.

Bootstrap took the heart out and gave it to Davy Jones. He laughed and dove onto Bootstrap. I shut my eyes and waited for Bootstrap to cry out. He didn't. I opened my eyes and saw Bootstrap holding a knife that was buried in the heart. Davy Jones was dead. I shut my eyes as I heard Davy Jones fall over and the rest of the crew realizing what happened. I heard them all dive and start fighting with Bootstrap. He wasn't going to make it. Jack's grip got tighter on me. Bootstrap was dead.

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Jack and I invited Will and Elizabeth to dine with us that night as a memorial for Bootstrap. We didn't speak for a while. I looked up. Jack was drinking his rum, Will was eating his fish and Elizabeth was wiping her mouth.

I cleared my throat. "Will, I was thinking that since Jack and I have the Pearl again, perhaps you would accept the Pride Wynn as an early wedding present. I mean, if there is still going to be a wedding."

Will smiled. "Yes, there is," Will said as he took Elizabeth's hand. "Elizabeth and I were on the verge of falling apart, when we looked at you and Jack and realized that you two had gone through so much and were still together, so we decided to let bygones be bygones."

Elizabeth smiled. "We're going to find my father at Port Royal and he can perform our marriage ceremony."

Jack sipped his rum again. "Only yours, luv? I was thinking about having one of those ceremonies myself." I smiled.

Will smiled again. "That's wonderful news. We can go on our honeymoon together."

Jack grimaced. "I'm not goin' with you, mate."

"Very funny, Jack."

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And so, we all sailed back to Port Royal and got Governor Swann back to perform our marriage ceremonies. Will and Elizabeth went to the Bahamas on their honeymoon, and Jack and I went back to my house in Port Maria for ours. Governor Swann took care of the kids, so we were completely alone.

My house was purposely in a remote location (credit to Jack has many enemies that know about me), so Jack and I had to use a horse to get there. Barbossa hadn't gotten me a new house yet, so my tiny one story cottage was still there. Jack got off the horse and helped me down. I dusted off my white wedding dress and Jack took my hand. We didn't speak as we walked up to my house and Jack opened the door for me. I took a step towards the doorway, and Jack grabbed me.

"It's customary for the groom to carry the bride over the threshold, Captain Amanda." I laughed as he put me over his shoulder and walked into the house. He kicked the door closed and put me down. "I've waited eight years to have you as my wife again." He took my face in his hands and kissed me.

"That goes both ways, Captain Sparrow." I grinned and kissed him back.

Our moment was interrupted by the sound of guns, horses and men running up to the house.

"Jack and Amanda Sparrow! Come out of the house with your hands in the air! You are under arrest!"

I looked out the window from where we stood. Twenty soldiers stood outside.

I looked back at Jack. "Should we run?"

He grinned. "I think so."

---Cue Pirates theme as Amanda and Jack kiss and the screen goes black---

The end!