Will stood at the helm of The Flying Dutchman with his father. As his last action as Captain of the ship, he would ferry his father's soul to the other side just as he promised he would. Father and son remained quiet for most of the journey to the other side. It would be the last time they would see one another. Will was happy that he had spent the last ten years getting to know the man he never knew growing up. He had learned a lot about his mother, why his father turned pirate, and even somethings about himself. In a few hours he would return to Elizabeth and the land of the living, but first, he had to fulfill his promise to his father. They reached the other side with ease and dropped anchor.

"You take care of Elizabeth and your son." Bootstrap put his hand on Will's shoulder.

"I will. I'm glad that you spent these ten years on The Dutchman with me. I don't think I could've made it alone."

"I've been proud to serve under you, Captain Turner. And I'm proud of the man you've become. Shall I send your love to your mother when I see her?"

"Yes, thank you. Go in peace, father."

Father and son embraced one another for the last time. Then Bootstrap jumped off the ship and disappeared. Will knew his father was at peace and with his mother. He was happy that they were at last reunited after so many years apart. More than anyone, Will knew how it felt to be away from the one you love the most. He bowed his head in reverence to his father's memory for a moment. He then set sail for the land of the living. It was almost time for him to come home.

"Hurry mum!"

William ran as fast as his legs could carry him across the meadow, singing "A Pirate's Life For Me" the whole way until he reached the edge where the cliff was. Elizabeth gracefully followed behind him, smiling. Her son's enthusiasm for meeting his father for the first time equally matched her joy of being with her husband again. The sun was retreating slowly behind the horizon as they stood together on the cliff. Both kept their eyes glued to the horizon. As the last snippet of the sun dove below the waters, they saw it. A flash of green light! William looked up at his mother and smiled as she looked down at him and smiled back. The Dutchman came into view, sailing towards the island. William took off running towards the shore, eager to meet Will and Elizabeth followed quickly behind.

Just as she reached the beach, Will was stepping onto the sand from the ocean. Upon seeing him, she ran into his arms. They kissed passionately for a moment and pressed their foreheads together. Tears of joy streamed down her face and he kissed them away. She was every bit as beautiful as he remembered, if not more. When they finally broke apart, William was patiently waiting for his turn to greet his father. Elizabeth beckoned that he could come closer. He stood directly by his mother and looked up at Will.

"Will, this is our son, William."

Will knelt down to his son's level. He could see so much of Elizabeth in him, but at the same time so much of himself. Without warning, William lept forward into his father's arms. Will picked him up and held him. It was the first time he had held his son since the day he was born. Elizabeth smiled at the scene before her eyes. She knew how much Will loved their son and how much William loved his father. Everyday for the last six years he had requested a story about Will and fighting pirates and the East India Trading Company. Will put William down on the ground. William's eyes fell to Will's sword on his belt.

"Father, I know how to fight with a sword too!" William was excited.

"Do you now?"

"Well, not a real one yet. Mum says I'm too young for a real one, but she's been teaching me with my wooden ones. Could you and mum teach me with a real sword when I'm older?"

"I don't see why not."

William skipped joyfully ahead towards the house, while Will and Elizabeth lingered behind. Will wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and kissed her lips softly. Elizabeth placed her hands gently on the sides of his face. She was beyond happy that Will was finally home. Finally, after several insistant calls by their son, they started to make their way towards home, holding hands the whole way. When they arrived, Will saw that everything was already ready for them. They ate dinner together as a family and after, William listened to Will tell a story about one of his many adventures. By the time he was finished, it was time for William to go to bed. He was tucked into bed by both of his parents. About a month prior, Ana had moved out of the house and down the shore to a house that the crew of The Empress had built for her, so the front bedroom was now William's to have.

After tucking their son in, Will and Elizabeth wandered back to the bedroom in the back. For ten years, Elizabeth had occupied this room alone, but now it was their bedroom. For a while, they were content to sit on the bed in each other's arms. They talked about their son and how much he already loved Will.

"I have something for you." Will sat up and pulled out a necklace from under his shirt. He took it off and untied something. A moment later, he presented the ring to Elizabeth.

"Oh Will! It's beautiful." He slipped it onto her finger.

"This belonged to my father. He intended to give it to my mother a long time ago, but never got the chance. A few years ago, he passed it to me to give to you. There are five stones and each one represents something about us. The blue one represents the sea, where I met, fell in love with, and married you. The red one is our love. It's neverending and boundless, just like the sea. The black one is for The Black Pearl where we were married. The gold one reminded me of your hair in the sun, just before we parted ten years ago. And the white one is for how pure our relationship is. Neither one of us had ever been touched before we married, nor have touched another since."

Elizabeth looked down at the ring on her finger. It was beautiful. Will gently raised her gaze to him with his hand under her chin. She smiled at him before he leaned forward and kissed her lips. Slowly, she pulled his shirt over his head. The scar was still jagged across his chest, but it didn't bother her as much. She bent down and kissed it. Will brought her back up to him and kissed her again. A few seconds into their kiss, Will gasped. Elizabeth stopped, alarmed something was wrong. She looked at him and he was grasping his chest where his scar was. A few moments later, it was over and he was fine.

"Will?" she asked tentatively.

"My heart..." He kept his hand over his chest. "It's back."

"What?" Elizabeth didn't understand.

"Here." Will grabbed her hand and put it to his chest. The scar was gone and she could feel his heart beating below her fingertips.

"How?" She sat up, her mouth agape.

"I guess that Calypso decided that it was time my heart went back to where it belonged, so that I could give it to you."

Will brought Elizabeth close to him again, pulling her lips to meet his in a tender kiss. The rest of the night passed in gentle murmurings and gentle love. Neither one of them wanted to rush something so perfect. In the early hours of the morning, Elizabeth lay wrapped in Will's arms, safe and happily sleeping. He stared at his wife, in wonder and awe. For ten years she had fared pregnancy, childbirth, raising their son, and continuing her duties as a Pirate Lord and King alone. No matter how much he loved their son, he couldn't even begin to imagine raising him alone. He didn't have a clue to how she did it other than she was an amazing woman. The same woman that grew from the girl he was first attracted to all those years ago. Her bold, curious nature and kind eyes were among the things that first caught his attention. In a sense, they truly were childhood sweethearts. Now, so many years later, she was lying in his arms as his wife and love of his life. He couldn't even imagine something so perfect as was the moment he was living in.

The sun peaked into their room and Elizabeth began to stir. She looked up at Will and smiled. He kissed her forehead and ran his hand through her hair. For a while, they just laid there together, content to be with one another. Finally, after many kisses, Elizabeth decided that it was time to get up and see what trouble William had found himself in. Will began to pull on his trousers while Elizabeth wrapped a sheet around her and started to go to their son's room to peek in the door to check on him. Will watched her creep out of their room barefoot. He smiled. Just as he picked up his shirt to put it on, he heard Elizabeth's scream. Without thinking, he ran out of the room to his wife's side.

"What's wrong?" He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.

"Will, he's gone!" Tears were forming in her eyes.

"What?"

"William...he's gone. I came in here to check on him and he's not in here!" She turned and began sobbing in Will's shoulder.

"Maybe he's just outside trying to scare us. Come on, I'll go look for him. Calm down, it'll be alright Elizabeth."

Will went outside the house and searched everywhere a nine-year-old could hide and found nothing, not even a sign anyone had been near the house but the family. He couldn't imagine that his son would disappear so soon after he returned. No one else knew where they lived, so kidnapping was not likely. Will could find no reason for his son's disappearance. When he returned, Elizabeth was fully dressed, in her own pair of trousers, a white shirt, and a brown vest. She was pulling on her belt with her sword attached. After clipping it on, she looked anxiously at him for an answer. When he had nothing to report, she started to walk past him, clenching the hilt of her sword. Will followed and was about to walk out the door with her when a bright, white light stopped them both mid-step. They backed into the middle of the first room of the house. Out of the light stepped Calypso. Both Will and Elizabeth bowed in reverence of the goddess.

"I see dat William has returned home, where him belong." Her voice was cheerful.

"Yes I have and I thank you for allowing me to come home to my family."

"I don't mean to be rude Calypso, but our son has gone missing and we need to search for him." Elizabeth interrupted, her voice quavering.

"It's alright. The chile is fine. He's right where he should be." Calypso smiled.

Will and Elizabeth looked at one another in confusion.

"Do ya remember what I tol' ya all dose years ago?"

"Not exactly."

"I said dat neither of ya would age. Now dat de curse is lifted, I 'ave brought ya back to da day William left. Your son is fine."

Calypso left without any further explanation. Will was dumbfounded and at a loss for words. Elizabeth simply dropped her hand to her stomach and realized what Calypso had meant. When Will had come home, their actions the previous night had succeeded in conceiving their son again. She sat down in a nearby chair to absorb everything that had just happened. This meant that Will could be there for her pregnancy and help her raise their son together. Elizabeth began to cry softly to herself. Will turned around to see her. He came over and pulled her into his arms.

"Will, do you realize what this means? We've been given a second chance to be a family, like we always wanted."

"I can hardly believe that this is happening. It's wonderful. Now I can be here to help you raise our son and teach him all the things I wanted to for all those years." Will dropped his hands to Elizabeth's stomach where their son now was.

The two of them stood there for a long time, just being in each other's presence. Though Elizabeth wasn't looking forward to pregnancy all over again, she knew it would be easier with Will by her side. For all that they had suffered, they were finally being repayed.

A/N: Ok...there was the reunion. What do you think? Should I continue this at all?