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"You're Emma Sparrow-Swann," Will asked as they carried Elizabeth closer to the edge of the men's camp.

"That's right and who are you?"

"This is William, my son."

"I'm pleased to meet you. I'd shake your hand but I'm afraid that I'd crack Elizabeth's skull open."

"Oh, we've met."

When they finally got back to the camp, they laid Elizabeth down but not before she gently touched her face.

"My little girl," she whispered.

"Em," Jack said.

She looked at her big brother and gave him a big hug. Both of them had tears in their eyes so Will and Bill went to check on Elizabeth.

"I thought you were dead," he said.

"It takes something stronger than that to kill a Sparrow," she said sniffling.

"But look at you. I haven't seen you since you were what, sixteen. You look like mother now."

"I grew up."

Elizabeth was finally coming to.

"Welcome back," Will said.

She grabbed both Will and Bill's hands and got unsteadily to her feet. Off to the side she saw her.

The woman who taught her the song. The woman who took care of her when she was sick. The woman who she loved with all of her heart. "Mum?"

Emma turned her head to her daughter and gave a small smile. Elizabeth, forgetting for a moment that she was almost 20 years old, ran into her mother's arms and began to cry. There were no words between them. If you didn't see your mother for almost 10 years and were told she was dead only to find her the Queen of some tribe of only woman then you'd probably be crying too.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too love."

Elizabeth stood straight and Emma just looked at her. All along she wasn't sure of whom she really was but she always had a feeling that she knew.

"Who looks like our mother now Jack?"

Jack gave a half smile and walked over to the boys. Will stepped forward and Emma turned her eyes to him.

"So, you're Bill's son then."

"And Madelyn's."

Emma brought her hands to her mouth. "You can't be that William. The small boy selling apples."

"That's me," he said nodding a little.

She then gave him a hug and Elizabeth and the men almost started to laugh. "And your mother. How's she?"

That got everyone quiet.

"What'd I say?"

"She died when I was 11," Will said.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I thought of her as the sister I never had," Emma said giving him another hug.

Bill coughed and began to speak again. "Why don't we continue on the road? We're almost there anyway."

"And that's how we saved Jack, Mum."

"My, what an interesting adventure. So they really did become skeletons did they?"

"Yes ma'am," Will said.

"You don't have to call me ma'am son," she said.

When they crossed the threshold into the camp, a few of the men ran away in fright.

"It's the Queen!"

"She'll kill us."

"Well, it's nice to see I'm known," Emma said dryly.

"Umm, do you happen to have any other outfits on you?" Elizabeth asked.

Emma looked at Bill. "You can get changed in my area," he said leading them away.

That left just Jack and Will standing there. He still didn't have a shirt but he didn't mind it either. It was pretty warm anyway.

"So she is alive," Will said.

"I had a feeling she was," Jack said watching their backs as they left.

A few minutes later, Bill returned. "Why don't we sit down? They should be back in a few minutes."

The three of them made their way back to the fire and sat.

"So, Elizabeth, how long have you known William?"

"I told you, eight years." Emma nodded.

"And you have feelings for him I'm sure," she said handing her a dress.

"Mum."

"You know you can tell me."

Elizabeth sighed and spoke while putting it on. "Yes, but I'm not sure if its right. I mean, I'll love him no matter what but father on the other hand. He might have a few things to say. I mean, right now he tolerates it but he doesn't really approve. I can see it in his eyes."

Emma went behind the screen and grabbed Elizabeth's hand. "Listen to your heart. That is what will lead you on the right path. And under no circumstances are you to listen to your father."

Elizabeth nodded. "I will."

"William, do you really love her?" Bill asked.

Will looked up and Jack raised an eyebrow. "Where did that question come from?"

"Just answer me."

"Isn't it more than obvious? I love her with all of my heart and soul."

"Why?" Now it was Jack's turn to look for an answer.

"What is this, gang up on Will day? I love her because she's kind, caring, great with a sword, doesn't give a crap about propriety, intelligent and everything in between."

At this point he was standing and Bill and Jack were smiling.

"You think I should tell her?"

"I think you already did," Emma said.

Will turned and there she stood looking as beautiful as ever. He looked to his father and Jack and they motioned for him to move closer. Emma left her daughters side but not before squeezing her hand and went to stand by the other two men.

"Elizabeth..."

"Yes Will."

"Marry me."

"What," she said.

"What," the three others echoed.

"We can spend the rest of our lives together. I love you. Marry me, please."

Elizabeth looked at her mother. She mouthed "Listen to it." So she did.

"Yes, I'll marry you."

"You, you will."

Elizabeth smiled and nodded.

"She said yes," he shouted.

"That's wonderful. Drinks all around," Emma said.

Everyone turned to look at her.

"What? It's a Sparrow family tradition."

"She's right," Jack said.

"Now all you need is a ring and someone to marry you properly," Emma said.

Bill reached into his pocket and walked over handing something to Will. "It was your mother's. Take it."

"Thank you," Will said and he put his mother's ring on Elizabeth's finger.

"Now all we need is a master of ceremonies," Emma said putting a finger to her chin and looking at Jack.

"What?"

Marriage is such a wonderful thing. And Will still doesn't have a shirt on. Where did it go? Okay, just so you know I'm going to be putting a few elements of DMC into the upcoming chapters. Is everyone alright with that?

Next Chapter: A Marriage

Later.