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Elizabeth walked down to the brig holding a bowl of water, alcohol, and bandages. She bit her tongue as she saw the pitiful man in the brig, holding onto his bleeding side.

"Open the door." Elizabeth said to one of the crew.

The door clicked open and she stepped inside. "Take off your jacket so I can help you."

"Please go away."

"Why? I am the only one that can help you now Lord Beckett. In fact…" Elizabeth said with a smirk. "You really aren't a Lord here are you? No, you are really nothing."

Elizabeth knelt down as he took off his jacket. "Why are you here?" He asked as she looked at his wound.

"Long story that I don't care to share with you."

"You look miserable."

"Well, I don't have the luxury of sitting prim and proper in a room…a furnished and clean room…now do I?" Elizabeth said with one raised brow. "After this…" Elizabeth swallowed. "None of it matters now."

"No it doesn't. I assume we are both destined to die aboard this ship."

Elizabeth stared at him. "Sure." She shrugged.

"Then I might as well tell you that your father recently has fallen ill."

"What?" Elizabeth dropped the cloth she was using. "Is he alright? What happened?"

Beckett smirked. "He contracted an infection."

"From what?"

"A wound in the abdomen…He died a short while ago."

She caught the glint of pure hate in his eyes. Elizabeth pressed her knuckles to his wound and pushed. Beckett cried in agony. "You poor excuse for a human being…" Elizabeth said crying so hard she thought she may break into pieces. "I am going to enjoy watching you die you piece of scum." Elizabeth pulled her knuckles back and stood up, slammed the door to the cell.

Elizabeth stomped up to the deck and ran into Jones. "Didn't find what you were looking for?"

"Go away." Elizabeth said as she pushed past him.

"What should be done with him then?" She turned to look at Jones, saw that murderous look in his eye.

"No, I will deal with him." The wind tussled her hair in front of her and Jones saw her really well at that time, she was a woman filled with hate and passion. She was just as he remembered her.

POTC

"An unexpected guest? A bloody stowaway?" Jack asked almost outraged. "How? Unless he is dead…"

"Exactly Captain…" Gibbs said interrupting.

Jack looked at Gibbs in the eye and started running towards the brig with Will right behind him.

"My God." Jack said. "How on earth did you get off that bloody ship?"

"I would like to say sea turtles, but I don't think you'd believe me." Bill Turner said. Will looked at his father differently now, he didn't have any barnacles on him, nor did he have water pour from his mouth as he talked, he looked alive.

"Father…how?" Will was at a loss for words at the moment.

Bill hugged his son tightly. "Elizabeth." Bill said.

Will pulled back and staggered. "What? How do you know about her?"

"She got me off the Flying Dutchman."

"How…Oh God…" Will slumped to the floor. "She's a member of his crew…is that what happened?" Will looked about the brig seemingly looking lost.

"No." Bill looked confused and looked at Jack. "She didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Will asked looking up from the floor. "What didn't she say?"

"Tia Dalma gave her Calypso's Heart." Bill said to Will. Jack brought his head up and stared at Will.

"I'm sorry what?" Jack said pulling on his ear as if he was hard of hearing.

"She gave Elizabeth Calypso's Heart. Now I know what that means because I'm here…but it seems as though, through my conversations with Elizabeth, that she has no idea what that means, nor did Tia Dalma care to tell her."

"How can she have it? She would have to have a blood line…she had to have come from Calypso's line." Jack said as he began to pace.

"Wait, Calypso's line? Blood lines? Is Elizabeth alive? Is she hurt?" Will rambled off questions, that neither Jack nor Bill had.

"I'm not sure. If she has the Heart, that means she is the descendant of Calypso. Which also means she is now the power in the waters, not Davy Jones, he is now her servant…but she doesn't know it." Jack said as he climbed up the stairs and walked into his cabin. "She controls Jones with her being. She is now, well, not dead, but not alive. She is immortal, she is just as much a prisoner on board as Bill was…" Jack pulled out a book Tia Dalma gave him a long time ago.

"What does this all mean?" Will asked.

"That we have an ally. Elizabeth has a lot of power now." Jack said as he thumbed through the book.

"How do I get her back?"

"To get her power, her heart needs to be cut out…much like Jones. But to get her back…" Jack looked up at Bill. "We need to summon the Brethren."

"The Brethren? You mean this?" Will held up a chain with a small pendant on it.

"Yes Will. When we get everyone together she will come, she has to, Jones is part of the Brethren and she is the lovely lady that keeps everything in order."

"But how do we break the hold the Heart has on her?"

"That would be your job. She needs something…"

"What does she need from me Jack?" Will asked.

"Her heart. She needs to know that you still love her…Calypso's fury will soon swallow her heart, especially since you said she died of a broken heart. She will be untamable as the sea to be sure, but it is only you to real her back in." Jack said to Will.

"So is there any room in your heart for forgiveness? Can you love her again Will?" Bill asked.

Will hesitated. "I don't know."