A/N: Ok so here it is! Chapter Twenty-Four! I wanted to update yesterday but with the Gaia Story Event and everything I kind of got preoccupied! lol Anyway, I really like how this turned out and it's longer than the last few chapters. Ok! So enjoy it and review!

Chapter Twenty-Four

What Shall We Die For?

Two days later, AnaMaria and Elizabeth found themselves in Tortuga. They walked the streets of Tortuga, snickering as women hit on them constantly. Elizabeth exchanged glances with her friend who nodded to her. Both women knew exactly where they were heading. They were heading to the Faithful Bride.

Upon entering inside, Elizabeth looked around. She hadn't really been to Tortuga since long before Will died. The last time she even set foot inside the hideous and disgraceful tavern, she was on a mission to search for Will. There she ran into Jack and her former courter, Commodore James Norrington. The Pirate King sighed, thinking of her old friend who had helped her escape from the likes of Davy Jones and his crew.

FLASHBACK

The new Pirate Lord of the South China Sea stood in a damp and dark cell with her crew. With a creek the door opened causing Elizabeth Swann to stiffen. She would be lying if she wasn't shocked to find that the one who had opened the cell door had been Admiral James Norrington. The crew stood, slightly surrounding Elizabeth. However, the newly appointed captain remained stiff and calm.

"Come with me," James said gently but also in the tone of a demand. No one moved. James looked as if he'd go insane at everyone's stillness. "Quickly." Elizabeth thought James' proposition over for a few minutes before nodding to Tai Huang on her left side. The crew exchanged glances with one another as Huang whispered a command. One by one, the crew fled out of the cell past Norrington. Elizabeth approached James Norrington and asked defiantly, "What are you doing?"

James watched at the last of Elizabeth's crew got out of the cell and then he turned to Elizabeth, the woman he still cherished. "Choosing a side," the older man replied. The two quickly hurried to the outside of the ship. The crew was already starting to cross over to the Empress by a rope that attached the Flying Dutchman to the other ship. Quietly they moved across, hoping to hold on and not give themselves away.

As the crew escasped, James kept reminding them to be quiet. He quickly ushered them to the side of the ship as more kept grabbing the rope and moving across to the other ship. Now it was Elizabeth's turn to make her way across. Elizabeth stopped in front of James. "Do not go to Shipwreck Cove," James ordered as he looked away from her. "Beckett knows of the meeting of the Brethren.I fear there may be a traitor among them." Elizabeth glared at James but moved closer to him, holding on to a nearby rope.

"It's too late to earn my forgiveness," Elizabeth snapped. James shot his head in her direction. Her words had hit him deep. Staring at Elizabeth, James replied, "I had nothing to do with your father's death." Elizabeth slightly backed away from James. She was beginning to lose faith in everything and everyone. She was beginning to think that James was pretending to free them but it reality he would turn his back on her and the crew. "That doesn't resolve me of my other sins," James finally said after moments of silence between him and Elizabeth.

Elizabeth looked away, not knowing what to say. Here she was thinking that James would betray her but he didn't. He was telling the truth about wanting to help her. "Come with us," Elizabeth replied as she kept looking away. James looked at Elizabeth, shocked at Elizabeth's words. Elizabeth looked back at James and staring him straight in the eyes, she said, "James, come with me." Nervousness showed in the voice of the newly appointed Pirate Lord.

"Who goes there?!" A voice called out from the darkness. James bent down, trying to hide as he pulled Elizabeth behind him. Drawing his sword, he looked around, searching for the intruder. Bootstrap Bill Turner stood above, looking down upon the escapees and the traitor who was setting them all free. Bootstrap Bill turned away to make his way down to the escaping prisoners. "Go," James ordered. "I will follow."

Miss Elizabeth Swann stared at James in disbelief. His voice was shakey just like her body was. Hearing James breathing increase, Elizabeth immediately knew what he planned on doing. "You're lying," Elizabeth answered in disbelief. She couldn't believe such a good man like James Norrington was lying to her. James turned to look at Elizabeth and replied, "Our destinies have been intwined, Elizabeth." He inhaled a breath. "But never joined."

Soon Elizabeth Swann felt the lips of James Norrington upon hers. She gave in a bit but then pulled away quickly, remembering Will. "Go now!" James demanded, almost in tears. He knew what was to become of him in moments time. Angrily, Elizabeth looked at James one more time before turning and grabbing hold of the rope. She placed her legs over it and with her hands, she began to move herself to her ship.

Bootstrap walked around the corner, sword in hand. Surprised, James pointed the sword at him. He was shaking. He knew he would die soon. "Back to your stations, sailor," James ordered to Bootstrap. Pointing his sword at the escapees, Bootstrap replied, "No one leaves the ship." James was beginning to grow angry. He was in command not Bootstrap. "Stand down," James ordered once more. "That's an order."

"That's an order," Bootstrap mumbled as he looked down at the ship below his feet. "Part of the crew. Part of the ship." Bootstrap looked up, gazing back at his supposed commander. For minutes, Bootstrap repeated his phrase. In no time, he was shouting it. James yelled at him to be quiet but it didn't stop Bootstrap. "All hands! Prisoners escape!" Bootstrap shouted to alert the crew of the Flying Dutchman. Quickly, James pulled out his pistol. Cocking it and pointing both his pistol and sword at Bootstrap, James shouted, "Belay that!"

"James!" Elizabeth called out as she gazed at James and Bootstrap Bill from her position halfway between the two ships. James turned in the direction of his name being called and pointed the pistol at the rope. He shot the rope, causing Elizabeth and some of her men to fall into the water. James turned back around to face Bootstrap, but as he did, Bootstrap pierced James with his sword. James gasped in surprise and shock as he felt the sword go through the front and exit his body through the back. He staggered and could hear Elizabeth call out in a scream, "James! No!"

Trying to hold in her tears, Elizabeth swam the rest of the way to the Empress just as James fell to the floor of the deck. Soon other crew members of the Flying Dutchman surrounded Bootstrap Bill and the dying James Norrington. "The Admiral's dead?" Clanker, a crewman with barnacles and mussels all over his face and seaweed for hair asked. Murmurs passed through the crew of James' death. Davy Jones approached his crew, curious to see what all the fuss was over.

Davy looked shock to see James lying there with a sword through his chest. He looked at Bootstrap then at another crewman nearby. His gaze finally fell back on James. "The captain's coming!" shouted Maccus, a crewman with the head of a hammerhead shark. Cheers errupted from the rest of the crew and they all began to walk away, hoping to stay in good terms with their evil and wicked captain. Davy Jones bent down close to the dying James Norrington. "James Norrington," Davy Jones said with evilness in his voice. "Do you fear death?" James, too in pain in answer, lifted his sword and with his last bit of strength, he stabbed Davy Jones in the shoulder. Davy Jones took a glance at his shoulder before saying, "I take that as a no."

END FLASHBACK

Elizabeth Turner jumped out of her daydreaming, feeling a hand upon her shoulder. Turning her head, she calmed herself seeing that it was only AnaMaria. "Are ye alright, Elizabeth?" AnaMaria asked. Concern showed for Elizabeth on her tan face. Captain Elizabeth Turner nodded to her friend as they examined the tavern. Men were being thrown this way and that in fights. Elizabeth let out a quiet giggle and covered her mouth, hoping no one heard her. She refused to let her cover be blown and to continue making people think she was a man.

Despite the disappearances of their lovers, Will and Jack kept planning an attack on the East India Trading Company. Everyone, especially Jack, told Lizzie how proud they were of her for being so brave in her mother's absense. The compliments from all the infamous and notorious pirates always seemed to cause Elizabeth Susan Sparrow happiness and important. "I have a feeling they've gone to fetch Willy and Bella," Will said during the meeting that was being held aboard the Empress between Will and the remaining Pirate Lords. Lizzie sat quietly on a barrel in a nearby corner, making a wreath out of flowers for her head.

Murmurs of agreement came from many of the pirates. For once they were agreeing that Pirate King and Pirate Lord Turner was beginning to go a bit batty. "Wouldn't ya do da same if ya were a motha of two?" a voice called out. All the pirates in the room, looked around, searching for where the voice was coming from. "Calypso," Will said, in a bit of a hushed tone. He knew that voice any where. He had spent time with Calypso for ten years. Ten lonely years of her trying to convince him to be unfaithful to his Elizabeth. Luckily for him, he didn't cave in.

"There!" Jack pointed out as Calypso appeared beside Lizzie. "'Ello, there dear child," Calypso cooed at the young child. "What are ya makin' there?" Lizzie showed Calypso her almost completed head wreath as she replied, "A head wreath. My mama showed me how. It's too make me pretty." Calypso smiled a toothy and disgusting grin. Running her hand through Lizzie's curly dark hair she replied, "But ya be such a pretty thing, Miss Sparrow."

Everyone could tell that the conversation between Calypso and Lizzie was angering Jack. "Take yer filthy hands off me daughter!" Jack shouted, with a pound on the table. Calypso's head snapped towards Jack and Will. She stared at Jack angrily but soon her expression turned to lust and want for Captain William Turner. "Ah, Mista Turna," Calypso said as she moved towards the man she used to have control over. "So nice ta see ya again." Will glared at Calypso as she ran a dark hand over his tan and somewhat dirty face.

"CALYPSO!" A loud but elegant voice boomed through the room of the Empress. Calypso cringed at the sound of her name being called. She turned around in the direction of the voice just in time to see the Queen of the Underworld appear in the center of the table that all the pirates were gathered around. "Oh bloody hell," Jack murmured to himself. Other pirates did the same as they made a cross over their chest. All bowed their heads, showing respect for the Goddess of Death. Slowly, Persephone made her way to Calypso. A deadly glare shone in her eyes. :"I warned you, Calypso. I told you to stay away from William Turner!" Persephone snapped.

Calypso glared back at her cousin and replied, "I didn't think ya really meant it. I'm so lonely an' I know William Turna is ta!" Persephone shook her head, obviously showing disappointment towards the Goddess of the Sea. "He loves his wife and my charge," Persephone stated. "We're here for only one reason. Well I'm here for two. To keep you out of trouble and to save the Turner children."

Elizabeth and AnaMaria sat at a table, drinking only water since both were pregnant. One by one men approached them to join their crew. Elizabeth nodded to each man that joined and told them where they were to meet up and what time. Elizabeth turned to look at AnaMaria and with a smirk she said, "I think we're doing much better than Jack ever did. We've already had at least fifty join." AnaMaria nodded in agreement. "Isn't that a bit much?" she asked. Captain Turner shook her head with a little twinkle in her eye. "No," Elizabeth replied. "The Antelope can hold at least 150 and the more men we have the easier it'll be on two pregnant women."

AnaMaria nodded once again but her attention soon turned to a group of men standing in front of their table. Elizabeth seemed to notice too. Quickly, both women jumped to their feet, swords in hand. "What can I do for you, Gentlemen?" Elizabeth asked. She looked over the group of men carefully. They were indeed members of the East India Trading Company. "We're here to bring you and Mrs. Sparrow in, Mrs. Turner," one said. With a smirk, Elizabeth lunged forward killing the man and knocking over the table in the process. Looking down at the man, with a snicker, AnaMaria said, "It's Miss Lamar and Captain Turner." The group of men closed in on Elizabeth and AnaMaria. Soon the women were backed up against the wall. "What shall we die for?" Elizabeth asked. AnaMaria glanced at Elizabeth, smiling a bit wickedly. The two women crossed swords and kicked men away.

"Our children."