Disclaimer: dont own POTC...
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EPILOGUE
Elizabeth stood in her bedroom, reflecting on the events of nearly a year before. When they had arrived at the edge of the Scorpion Bowl, they had discovered that the ice had melted. But not soon after, the Black Pearl arrived, crewed by the guard Jack had left with the ship in Tortuga. The Pearl had taken them back to Port Royal, and in exchange for their passage, Commodore Norrington had once again let Jack go.
At the funeral for her father, Elizabeth had looked out to the horzon and had seen the Black Pearl slide away over the horizon. Jack had taken Esperanza's body, saying that he would bury her where she loved most. Where that was, he didn't say.
Anamaria had followed Jack, his shoulder to cry on. His friend. And possibly, as Jack lived on after Esperanza's burial, his lover.
A few short months after Jack had left, Will had proposed. With a new governor arriving from England, there was no need for Elizabeth anymore. She was finally free to live as she pleased. With Will. After the wedding, they had moved to a small but comfortable house by the seaside on the outskirts of town. Corporal George Sanders, the man who had arrested Commodore Norrington oh so long ago, and indeed spoken to his superiors. Will now owned the blacksmith shop, and Mr. Brown was now a wandering drunk. Within a few months, Will had prospered, and had taken on an apprentice.
Elizabeth smiled and rested a hand on her protruding belly. She was nearly six months pregnant, and feeling fine. Will was giddy with joy and sheer nerves - he was going to be a father! Commodore Norrington had at last moved on and had found himself a lady. He had been courting her for nearly as long as Elizabeth and Will had been married. He and Elizabeth were close friends now, and he had told her that he was considering asking for her hand in marriage.
The door opened and Elizabeth turned. She smiled at seeing Will. He shrugged his jacket off and chucked it onto a spare chair. Then he crossed the room and kissed her.
"How was your day?" she enquired quietly, as he held her close, staring out the window to the sea.
"Fine," he replied. "Matthew - " (his apprentice) " - has learned how to properly stoke the forge now. He's doing quite well, and he's a quick learner. How about you? Are you feeling okay?"
Elizabeth smiled and leaned back against him. "I've never been better." She turned around and faced him. Will smiled and, gently taking her face in his hands, kissed her. Everything was at last well in Caribbean.
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A/N: Wow, this has been the hardest thing I've ever written, it being the first story I've EVER finished. Thanks go out to everyone whose stuck with me through the LOOOOOOONG time it took me to finish this. You guys kept me going, so I'll try to think of something to write for you guys. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, thanks to everyone who will review (hint hint!), and thanks to everyone who read the whole thing, even if you didn't review. ME LOVES YA ALLL!!!! ARRRGGHHHH!!!!!