A/N: Well maties now is where I sniffle sniffle and inform you that this fic is over with this chapter.

I was stuck between letting Jack and Lizzie go for it or not so I just stuck with something in between. I implied that they had without actually giving details. This way I kept to my T rating by only writing sexual 'themes' (and not the actual scenes)and yet I gave JE the satisfaction. I know you all wanted me to write a small scene for it but I keep that stuff for my M rated stuff k? I just thought it would be more playful this way.

I will definitely do a prequal. Maybe as soon as tomorrow but I don't think I'll do a sequal unless you guys want me to. I'll be doing the prequal for definite but if you want me to I'll start on the sequal at the same time.

Read, enjoy and since this is my last chapter plz review to leave me some love and tell me what you think and if maybe I should continue?

The sun was rising slowly. A wonderful sight when you're standing at the bow of a ship, watching the rays of light touch the calm surface of the sea and taking in the smell of rum and salt mixed together.

However Elizabeth was too distracted to fully appreciate the beautiful scenery. She'd made a big mistake. A very sinful, enjoyable, delicious, steamy mistake.

She was a pirate afterall. She could take what she wanted without thinking of the consequences but now she'd given him every reason to believe she would jump into his bed anytime he wanted and that was not good.

If he felt something more than lust and friendship towards her perhaps she would allow her own feelings to show but under the current circumstances she'd lost a great deal of pride the previouse night.

They'd always had that playful teasing going on but she'd never let him take it too far. She always managed to keep her dignity.

No one was awake yet. Not even him. She needed to be alone...just her and the sea. She needed to figure it all out.

" 'Ello my dear sweet murderess! Good morning." she heard a voice say right behind her. Great! Just perfect! Now he was here to rub in that he'd finally gotten what he wanted from her and tease her about it.

"Good morning? Depends on your perspective." she said without turning around.

He cuckled. "Come, come dearie! It can't be that awful." he said as he leaned on the railing beside her.

She managed to frown even though she felt like smiling at his good mood. "Oh but it is!"

He smiled playfully. "What's wrong dearie? Tell this ol' pirate captain abou' it. What's happend that's got you in such a foul mood?" he teased playfully.

She decided to play along. "Nothing that's worth talking about."

"I'll be the judge of that."

"If you must know...last night due to the abundance of rum in my veins I made a huge mistake. One which I regret very much." she informed him.

"Ah! I see. And this mistake of yours...did it happen to be a very pleasurable mistake?" he asked with a grin as he inched closer to her. He was clearly enjoying himself.

She glared at him and marched to the other side of the ship, he followed her of course.

"Well the other party involved in this mistake probably found it pleasurable as you put it." she finally answered with a small smile.

"And you didn't?" he asked with a grin.

"Well maybe...I would enjoy it if the other party wasn't such a greedy, rough, nasty and not to mention vain pirate."

His grin only widened. "He sounds like a very dashing fellow to me! You should consider yourself lucky."

"Lucky? Hardly." she said as if the idea was absurdt. She couldn't help but smile a little bit.

"But judging by your fond pleased little smile...you yourself enjoyed it very much." he pointed out. They were both silent for a while as they watched the sunrise in the horizon.

"By the way..." Jack added. "This other party in the mistake you mentioned was going to bring you breakfast in bed if you hadn't been so hasty in gettig out of his bed before he'd even woken up." he said with another smirk. Elizabeth couldn't decide if he was joking or not.

"I doubt it..."she said with a snort.

He went on like he hadn't heard her. "Eggs, coffee, bacon-"

"Not likely..." she commented.

He still went on. "Bread, juice, butter and maybe even a kiss-"

"Definitely not..."she interrupted.

He continued with a far off expression as if talking to himself. "He would definitely bring you some rum too and tell you that you look stunning-"

She snorted yet again. "Seems like you don't know this fellow! I don't see him capable of such things."

He still ignored her. "He would kiss you until you felt dizzy and after that he would tell you how you tasted like all the things he loved most and-"

Elizabeth felt sick to her stomach of his teasing. She longed for all the thing he said to be true but she knew full well that he didn't mean any of it and he was just saying this to get on her nerves so she stopped him from continuing. "You never told me where your compass points to."

"That's because you never told me what happened to your son."

"That's because you didn't tell me where your compass points to, Jack." she pressed on childishly.

"That's because you never told me what happened to your son, Elizabeth." he said equally childishly. She almost expected him to stick his tongue out.

"Oh fine! You really want to know? When I found the fountain I was just a few months pregnant so I bottled some of the water. I imagined that when our child was old enough I would let him drink the water and the three of us would live forever as one big happy family..." she trailed off. She didn't seem to remember Jack was there anymore, she was somewhere far off in her own world. She gave a small bitter laugh. "I was still a bit naïve. When I went back and found out that Will was dead all I had left was our unborn baby. I still planned on giving him the water when he was old enough so I could have him with me forever but..."

"But what?" Jack asked softly as she paused. "But what Lizzie?"

She turned her head to look him in the eye. "But I let him live. Really live life. I realized that my days had all blended into one and that there wasn't any thrill in my life anymore and I didn't want that for him. I wanted him to fall in love and get married and live a normal life...and he did. And I'm happy about my choice." she said with a soft expression. "I was so proud of him! He was a privateer, married to a lovely lady and he had freedom and adventure but...he died so young. So ironic how he died! By the hands of pirates!" she added with another bitter laugh. "He died young but he lived life to the fullest."

Jack gave a small sad smile. "I guess that's what really counts aye? It's not about living forever, it's about living with yourself forever." he repeated the words his father had told him so long ago.

Elizabeth nodded and smiled.

"Now I suppose you expect me to tell you what the compass points to when I look at it aye?" Jack asked.

Elizabeth nodded with a smile. "I didn't retell the sadest memory I had just for fun. Obviousely I want something in return."

He lay a hand around her waist but he made sure his grip was loose so she wouldn't smack him away.

"Well you shouldn't expect a pirate to play fair but just this once I will. It was pointing to the same thing all along: liberté." he said the last word in french. Freedom sounded even better when said in french. She smiled realizing that like herself he was probably fluint in dozens of languages by now.

"Vraiment?" she asked with a teasing smile. Daring him with one simple question in the same language: "really?"

"Oui ma chere!" he said as he tightened his grip on her waist. "It's always been freedom. Wether that freedom be the sea or the Pearl or..." he trailed off uncertainly. "You!" he added in a husky whisper.

Her eyebrows shot up in mock surprise at the last bit of his sentence and she informed him how hard that was to believe. "Moi?" she asked with an inoccent pout. "Cela est dur à croire."

He shrugged as if he didn't really care if she believed him or not. "Believe what you want, fair Elizabeth." he said with a raised chin.

By now some of the crew members were up and about. Gibbs approached the captain hesitantly.

"Erm...captain? A heading?" he asked him.

Jack tore his eyes off of Elizabeth and turned his head towards Gibbs. "Yes of course! We're sailing... that'a way." he said pointing in a direction. Elizabeth wasn't sure if the direction was random or if Jack actually had a destination in mind.

Gibbs nodded and headed off shouting orders to the crew.

"Where were we?" he asked her. "Ah yes! We were on the subject of not believing me."

"On the same subject..." she added. "Should I believe that you'll be taking me back to New York?"

"Only after we find out how to use the mirror." he reminded her of their deal.

"I was thinking...you can take me home now and when you find out how to use it you can come back and we'll reverse this 'curse'." because I don't think I can be around you much longer without repeating last night's mistake and giving you the oppertunity to torture me with the fact. She added in her mind.

Jack shook his head with a frown and made a 'tsk tsk' sound. "I don't think it would be as much fun without you around." he said truthfuly. "Than again! You probably want to go back to the city of too-much-polution-and-stock-brokers as soon as possible so you can join the whelp in the holy light of the mighty lord and proceed with folding his shirts so they can look crisp and perfect in the morning when he wants to go do some honest work and leave you in a state that can only be described as bored." he said so fast that she barely understood him.

"Huh?" she asked with a confused expression.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm talking about marriage luv! I just assumed you want to go back so you can marry the new whelp."

"Oh yes! Yes of course I want to get married." she nodded uncertainly as she turned away from him , towards the sea again and placed both elbows on the railing.

If she could see Jack's face at that moment she would know from his brightened expression that he'd just had an idea...one of his crazy ideas. He couldn't just come out and tell her how he felt...that wasn't the kind of person he was. He'd tried to tell her rather subtly in a teasing manner but being the stubborn pirate king that she was she didn't take him seriously.

Be that as it may he couldn't let her leave either. Not again. Not after finding her after so long.

He leaned one elbow on the railing and placed his other hand on his hip. "You know what Lizzie? I have a proposal for you."

She raised an eyebrow. "A...business proposal?"

"Ummmm...not exactly. A different kind of proposal." he said with a sigh, paused for a second and grinned again. "Lizzie what say you and I get hitched, tie the knot, get married or whatever you would like to call it?! We are very much alike and...well you said yourself that you've married men you didn't love so why don't you consider me one of them and marry me? I'll show you the whole world. I guarantee we'll have loads of fun, adventure, freedom and..." he paused for a dramatic effect. "We already know that...we won't get bored in bed."

She turned to him with a feigned offended expression but deep down she felt giddy. It wasn't a confession of love but for the first time she could see in his eyes that he meant it what he was offering. He'd took a chance, put himself out there and now he was vulnerable. "Captain Sparrow! How dare you suggest I marry a man I don't love when I could easily marry a man I have...deep feelings for?" she said in a teasing tone.

Jack of course wasn't going to go down with a fight. He cuckled. "Well marrying a man you have 'deep feelings for'... " he said in a mocking voice. "is fine and dandy but it would be so incredibly boring, now marrying yours truly is a breath taking challenge, not one day will be like the day before and-"

Elizabeth looked deep in his eyes and held up a finger to stop him from talking. "Jack, by the man I have 'deep feelings for' I actually meant...you."

His eyebrows knit together in a thoughtful frown before grinning and pulling her close. "Who said marrying a man you have feelings for would be boring?" he said with a smirk. She giggled softly. She couldn't believe he'd proposed...it didn't feel like he'd proposed. It didn't feel like she'd said yes. It didn't feel like they were engaged. Oh great! Leave it to Jack to make something as serious as engagement feel like playful flirtation. She was genuinely surprised though that Jack actually felt...something more towards her. He'd always teased her and flirted with her before but Captain Jack Sparrow offering actual marriage?

"Wait." she said with a suspicious look. "Is this one of your jokes?"

He frowned like he was a little hurt. "I would never dare joke about this and risk getting slapped by you. No darlin' I'm very serious. Are you going to turn me down for the second time?" he said with a smirk. She knew he was referring to the time he'd proposed supposed "marri-age" on the Pearl when they were looking for the chest of Davy Jones. Even though they both knew he was offering something very different from marriage that time.

She smiled. "No! I don't think I will." she said against his neck. He pulled her closer to him with a pleased smile.

"Great to hear luv. I know you'd come over to my side one day." he said. "Although..." he added with an inoccent pout. "I'm a bit hearbroken that I was your second choice luv." he said with puppy dog eyes.

She considered the statement before answering him. "Maybe you weren't my second choice. Maybe you were my first choice but I was so scared of the feelings I had that I didn't want to admit them and I pushed them away... and I pushed you away." she said in a soft silky voice as she looked down at the tassles of his shirt which she was playing with distractedly. There! She'd confessed her feelings and now he was the one with the upper hand but for the first time he didn't take the situation to his advantage...

He looked at her in a way he'd never looked at her before. In a way no one had looked at her before and when he talked it was one of those rare occassions where all traces of humor and teasing left his voice. " 'Lizabeth,we're going to fight...we're going to fight a lot actually cause that's what we do. And there will be times when you'll want to run a sword through my black twisted heart..." he added with a chuckle. "There won't be one day of peace luv not one, I promise you that. We'll get in trouble...loads of trouble and there will be times when you wish you'd never layed eyes on my filthy being but..." he paused for just a second. "there's no one in the entire world I'd want to go through all of that with except for you." he finished with his usual playful grin. That was the most beautiful thing anyone ever said to her. She'd gotten many confessions of love in her lifetime and this wasn't a declaration of love...it was better.

Now they were both even. They'd both confessed they had strong feelings for eachother. Now that they'd gone ahead with sleeping with eachother their usual playful game of 'sexual remarks' wouldn't be as interesting as it had been before but they had a new game now...which one of them would say they love the other first? It would be an interesting game indeed.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah." he informed her pulling her into a kiss. This one was different from the other kisses they'd shared. This one was a promise. This one was enough to bring her to the verge of tears and all she could think of the whole time was "After more than two hundred years...finally!"

"Jack you lying son of a bitch!!" Barbossa yelled from the Dutchman which was only in shouting distance from the Pearl.

"I did not lie!" Jack shouted back defensively. "I merely didn't tell you the truth.. but I didn't lie."

Only ten minutes after Jack and Elizabeth and kissed so romanticly at the helm of the Pearl the Dutchman had steered close to them and Barbossa had demanded to be allowed usage of the mirror and after Jack had informed him that they did not know how said 'usage' was going to work he started screaming his guts out.

"You acted like you knew how the mirror worked! That's the only reason I helped you." Barbossa admitted with a cruel laugh as he petted the monkey on his shoulder.

"I though you said it was because it was an 'adventure'." Jack shouted back.

"I knew you were stupid anough to believe all the crap about 'adventure' and 'excitemen'. That's why I said it, you fool." he yelled with an evil smile.

"I'll tell you what Hector." Jack shouted as the two ships started drifting further apart. "When I find out how to use it I'll give you a little heads up and you can come over for a little reunion and we'll have some tea (with rum of course) and we'll see if we can reverse your fishy state savvy?"

Barbossa smiled. "You know what Jack? I'm going to shoot a hole through your chest the moment you're mortal again."

"You may try mate but you may never succeed, who am I? I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. I'm sure we'll have fun though. I'll chase you around the ocean trying to shoot a hole in your disgusting black heart and you'll chase me around trying to shoot a hole in my deceiving digusting gut which is amusing any way you slice it." Jack shouted. And just as the Dutchman was drifting further away Jack(the monkey) swung off of Barbossa's shoulder and to the Pearl where he jumped on Jack's(the pirate captain) shoulder.

Jack jumped up in surprise and looked at it with a funny expression. "Bugger! I thought I got rid of you." he whispered with a small smile. "See? Even the monkey likes me more than you."

Barbossa laughed and held up the charts. "I dropped by when you were gone and I just thought I'd take these back. This way you'll have to see me again."

With that Barbossa turned around and went to the helm of the Dutchman. Jack turned around with a sigh. He wasn't surprised...this was what he and Barbossa always did.Once Barbossa had the Pearl and he had the charts and now Barbossa had the charts and he had the mirror. Neither gave the other an upper hand.

Even though Jack didn't want the charts at the moment he was sure they would come in handy later. The location he'd ordered Gibbs to set sail in would solve all of his problems. He knew that once they got there he would get the mirror back from Barbossa, find out how to use the mirror and add a little bit of excitement to life in the process of getting there.

He snapped out of his thoughts when the monkey screeched, grabbed his hat and climed up the rigging.

"Get the monkey!" Gibbs shouted. "We need to get the captain's hat back."

Jack chuckled fondly. "Leave it boys! I've gotten rather used to it by now...I think I'd actually miss the little bugger if he were away."

Everyone stared in surprise but obeyed his order. Jack spotted Elizabeth who was standing on the stairs the whole time and observing everything with her lips curved into a devilish smirk. As he approached her he tried not to smile and he put on a very captain-like frown instead.

"Sailor! What are you smiling at? Do you find even the slight victory of Hector Barbossa amusing? Because if you do I need you off my vessel now." he said in his captain voice as he walked towards the stairs and stood at the bottom. She stopped smiling and put on an expression of mock fright.

"No captain, of course not." she teased as she walked down a few stairs and put her hands on his shoulder. She was still standing on a few stairs and so she was quite a bit taller than him.

"I thought not." he said as he grabbed her by her waist, lifted her and lay her down before him so she was at her normal height again.

"So Lizzie.." he said in his now-is-when-I-start-teasing-and-flirting-with-you tone. He took a few steps back and she fallowed him. "seeing as you've agreed to make both of us miserable by marrying me are we considered a couple now?" he said with a smirk and took a few more steps backwards. She followed with her hands still on his shoulders.

She laughed softly. "No Jack! I may have agreed to marry you for my own personal benifit but that doesn't mean I'll be admitting to anyone (not even you) that we're even close to becoming a 'couple'. As a matter of fact I never want you to refer to me as your fiancée...makes the thought of us more real than it actually is." she said in an obviousely joking tone.

Jack sighed as he took a few more steps backwards and she followed. "I'm very sorry you feel that way luv! I just want you to know that if you'd answered differently...none of what's about to happen would happen. Know that luv."

Her eyebrows furrowed in confussion. "What are you talking about Jack?"

"You'll see!" he said as he shoved the compass in her hands and put a pouch of money in the pocket of her coat.

"Jack what are you-"

"Darling I want you to know that I really am truly sorry." he said with a sad expression that Elizabeth couldn't decide was real or mock. His expression looked like the day he'd told her "it would never have worked" between them back in Port Royal.

Before Elizabeth knew what was happening Jack had lifted her up and threw her over the railing in the caribbean water. She went under for a second before popping back up and spitting out some water.

"Jack!" she screamed with fury. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Cast out a line to me right now."

"I'm afraid I can't do that my fair pirate lass." he said with a smirk as he leaned on the railing of his ship. "For you see Lizzie luv my proposal of marriage still stands and my feelings for you are still as I declared them to be earlier today but we are currently heading for a location that you wouldn't like at all if you were informed of." he said with a thoughtful expression. "Being that you're very good at persuasion...friendly or otherwise I know you would persuade me not to go to that location and going to that location is quite neccessary at the moment savvy? So I left you with the compass to lead you to the location we're going to...if finding me is in fact what you want most in the world. And with throwing you overboard I'm acheiving three goals. One...I'll make sure you can't persuade me not to go to my desired location. Two...I'll make sure that I'm what you want most because if you do find me that means you want me most. Thirdly...I did promise you excitement didn't I? Who am I not to do as I promised the lady. So ta ta darlin'...just for now! I want you to know it'll be lonely here without you." he said as he waved to her.

She swam a bit to keep up with the Pearl. "Captain Jack Sparrow! If I'm not going to like the location you're off to...maybe I won't follow you anyway."

"But you will dearie! If you don't know where we're going than it can't hurt you." he said with a smirk as she started to fall behind from the ship. He pointed somewhere in the distance. "There's land there! I hope you have a nice swim."

"Jack Sparrow-" she yelled as the Pearl sped further and further away from her.

"It's captain luv." he informed her pleasantly.

"-I hate you." she continued yelling and ignored his interruption. She banged her fists against the water surface in frustration causing splashes.

Jack smiled and decided to pretend she'd used the word 'love' instead of 'hate' in that sentence.

"Awwww! You love me? That's very sweet of you to be saying such things in the current circumstances dearie. I know anyone who' s met me can't help but love me...I love you too Lizzie!" he said in a joking tone of voice. At any other time Elizabeth would feel flattered that he'd said "I love you too Lizzie" but because it was meant as an obviouse joke it made her even more frustrated.

When the Pearl was so far that she couldn't shout at Jack anymore Elizabeth finally gave up and started swimming towards the land she saw in the distance.

About an hour later Elizabeth soon-to-be-Sparrow...no! No! Elizabeth Swann because she'd be damned to take his last name after what he'd done to her. Anyways...Elizabeth reached the soft sandy beach and crawled on the sand breathing heavily. "Oh Jack how can I hate you so much and love you at the same time?" she whispered under her breath. She lay on the sand for a few minutes until she felt like she had her strength back. She took out the pouch Jack had put in her pocket and looked inside...fifty dollars worth of quarters! Fan-bloody-tastic!! She was sure he'd chose coins instead of paper money so they wouldn't get destroyed when they got wet. What could she do with fifty dollars?

She decided she had to resort to persuasion...of the friendly kind. But first she needed a food supply so she headed to a small shack near the beach. A few tourists were laying on the beach working on their tan. She found the shack to be small, shabby but packed with snacks, beverages and first aid supplies.

"¿Lo puedo ayudar yo a perder? "

She jumped a little as she heard the store manager ask her if he could assist her. On what island was she anyways? She knew she was still in the Caribbean but she didn't know where and it didn't matter...she had the compass to lead her.

"¿Acepta usted dólares? " she asked if they accepted dollars in Spanish. The man nodded...apparently they got a lot of stupid tourists around there. So she spent all but ten dollars on the cheapest snacks and medical supplies she could get her hands on. She even got a cheap bottle of rum.

She decided to ask where the docks were. "¿Dónde están las dársenas? " she asked. The man shoved a map of the beach area in her hand and pushed her out of the shack.

Aprroaching the docks Elizabeth sighed, gripped the bag full of food tightly and opened a few of the buttons on her shirt so her cleavage would show. Upon seeing the gaurds she slipped to the ground and pretended to scream out in pain.

"¡Ayuda¡Ayuda!" she called out for help in their language. Being that the gaurds were men afterall they rushed to help her. "Suckers!" she whispered under her breath as they ran towards her and asked if they could help. She kept on crying out in pain...she was waiting...waiting until they were close enough so she could knock them out cold.

Captain Jack Sparrow was very pleased with himself. Very pleased indeed. He managed to get the girl he'd loved for over two centuries to agree to marrying him, get her off his vessel so she wouldn't intervene with their heading, he'd gotten her angry and wet at the same time (she looked very desireable when she was like that) and he'd managed to do all this in a typical Captain Jack Sparrow fashion...

He lay a hand on the wheel of his beloved ship and took a sip of his beloved rum, he looked off into his beloved horizon and realized that he once again had his beloved freedom and that his beloved Lizzie was going to come after him. All in all life was swell.

"Well darlin' it's just you and me again...just you and ol' Jack." he whispered to the Pearl. He could swear he felt the ship sway slightly as if answering to his call.

"Now now dearie! No need to be jealous of the pirate lass...I still love you." he whispered with a grin. The ship was alive to him...even if people would tell him he was crazy he believed anything that had lived so long and crossed the seven seas more times than one could count was very much alive.

"Capt'n?"

"Yes Mr.Gibbs?"

"Where are we going exactly?"

"Somewhere nice!" Jack said with a grin. "Somewhere that is for me to know and for you to find out."

Gibbs rolled his eyes and left his insane captain to himself.

"Only you and I know the exact location of our current destination eh luv?" he whispered to his sea mistress under his breath as he turned the wheel slightly and uncorked another bottle of rum.

Elizabeth sat on the white leather chair of the navigation room, on the yacht she'd commandeered. Knocking the gaurds out and finding the perfect vessel had been easy. She'd disabled to radar and the radio instantly so no one could track her and now she was navigating the yacht with much difficulty.

"Bloody technology!" she muttered as she increased the engine's speed with the lever on the board in front of her. "Ah! That's better...not a patch to the Pearl but not so bad." she thought smugly and leaned back in the chair. The only advantage of the yacht was that she could sit while taking care of the captaining duties, she took a look at the compass to make sure she was headed in the right direction.

"Why the bloody hell am I giving him the satisfaction of going after him?" she scolded herself but with a smile. She knew exactly why.

She reached into the bag of food supplies and pulled out the bottle of rum and opened it as she hummed the tune of 'A pirate's life for me' loudly...little did she know miles and miles away on a much bigger and faster ship Captain Jack Sparrow was humming the exact same tune just as loudly.

Elizabeth looked out into the horizon."We're devil's and blacksheep..." she sang and took a sip of her rum.

"We're really bad eggs..." Jack sang the next verse miles and miles away and took a sip of his own rum.

"Drink up me 'earties yo ho!" they both sang at the exact same moment as they took a swig of rum.

LOL! Folks there you have it. I know it looks like I've left it open for a sequal but that's not true...I like the ending like this I wanted to leave it to your imagination to decide. Will Elizabeth find Jack? Will Jack get the charts back from Barbossa? Will they get married? Where is Jack taking them?(I'm sure you've all already figured out the last one)

Anyways at the last minute I thought...a sequal? Why not? I'll do the prequal first and let everyone decide wether I should do a sequal too.

I tried to make sure that the Spanish was correct...but my Spanish isn't so good so if you see any mistakes let me know. I just knew that Jack and Lizzie must know a lot of languages, skills and sceinces by now and I wanted to keep true to that.

Hope you enjoyed this and I hope you'll read the prequal named: "We almost met...10 times." It's the story of JE over the years and in each chapter they come so close to meeting eachother but they don't actually meet(and if they do they don't know that it's the other they're meeting) and I PROMISE it's full of JE goodness. I'll post it in the next few days.

Ta mates!