Chapter 11: Returning Home

Mackenzie's eyes widened in horror. "MOTHER!" She screamed. Will stalled, his heart shattering.

"ELIZABETH!" He shouted.

Jack captured Barbossa and watched as Will caught Elizabeth in his arms before she hit the ground. Mackenzie ran over to her mother with tears falling down her face. "Mother," she whispered. Elizabeth held onto Will's hand. "Mother…I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for what I said," she apologized. Elizabeth held Mackenzie's hand with a smile.

"I know you are, Mackenzie," Elizabeth answered.

She looked up at Will and touched his face. "I love you, Will," she whispered. Will's eyes widened as his wife died in his arms.

"Elizabeth…oh God! Please don't leave me," he whispered.

Mackenzie sat back in disbelief. "Mom," She whispered. She looked down at the blood red tear that still hung around her neck. She ripped it from her neck and looked at it.

(Flashback)

Thirteen-year-old Mackenzie sat in the library reading one of your favorite books when her grandfather came in. "What are you reading about, my dear?" He asked.

"I'm reading about the blood red tear of the dragon. Legend states that years ago that a knight had killed one of the most legendary dragons in the world. Before the dragon died, it shed a blood red tear mixed with some of it's magic. The blood red tear was hidden for thousands of years. The blood red tear can raise the dead, heal, and give eternal life," she explained.

Governor Swann smiled at his granddaughter. "You are like your mother in everyway my dear," he informed. Mackenzie looked at her grandfather.

"How so, grandfather?" She asked.

Governor Swann placed his hands on her shoulders. "You are both so interested in these stories," he replied. Mackenzie smiled and continued to read.

"In order to raise the dead, heal, or give eternal life, a person must be willing to put their own blood onto the tear to give to the person," she read.

(End Flashback)

Mackenzie looked at her distraught father and she stood up. Jacob looked up as she took the knife that Barbossa was going to kill Will with. "Mackenzie, don't," Jacob insisted.

"I have to do this, Jacob," she replied.

Will watched as his daughter ripped her sleeve. Mackenzie closed her eyes and hissed in pain as she dragged the knife down her arm. She took the jewel and covered it with her blood. She walked over to her mother and placed it around her neck. Will watched in disbelief as the wound on Elizabeth's stomach healed, the color returned to her skin, and she was breathing. "Elizabeth?" He asked. Elizabeth looked up at him with a smile.

"Hi, Will," she greeted.

Will hugged her tight with a sigh. Mackenzie smiled and both parents embraced their daughter. Barbossa fought Jack off. "MOVE OUT!" He shouted.

"AFTER THEM!" Jack shouted.

"Jack, let him go," Will insisted.

"We'll get him next time," Elizabeth agreed.

Jack nodded and then Jacob smiled at the family reunion in front of him.

On the ship, Will and Elizabeth were sleeping while Mackenzie was standing out on the deck. She was leaning against the railing looking into the ocean. Jacob walked down the stairs and walked over to her. "How are you doing?" He asked. Mackenzie smiled.

"I'm doing better, now that I have my parents back," she replied.

Jacob nodded. "Mackenzie, now that this adventure is over. I have a little confession to make," he informed.

"Oh yeah? What's going on?" She asked.

Jacob looked at her. "I'm in love with you Mackenzie Turner," he confessed. Mackenzie froze at his words.

"What?" She asked.

"I'm in love with you."

Mackenzie lowered her head slightly with a sigh. "Jacob…you're my friend. You know my social status," she answered. Jacob nodded. "I'm the daughter of the governor's daughter and a blacksmith. My grandfather hated my mother for years that she married a blacksmith. Could you image what it would do if I married a pirate?" She asked. Jacob let out a sigh.

"Understandable," he replied.

Mackenzie held his hand. "I love you too, Jacob, but it just won't work," she confessed. Jacob nodded and Mackenzie let out a sigh. "Goodnight, Jacob," she murmured.

"Goodnight, Mackenzie," Jacob answered.

Jack walked over to his son. "That was the opportune moment, son," he commented. Jacob looked at his dad.

"I know it was, dad," Jacob snapped.

He walked off and Anamaria walked over to her son. "Jacob, will you be okay?" She asked. Jacob looked at his mother.

"She just denied me, mom," he replied.

Anamaria placed a hand on his shoulder. "Love, you two are separated by a line. You have made it halfway, it's Mackenzie's turn whether or not she wants to meet you the rest of the way," she answered. Jacob nodded and let out a sad sigh.

Mackenzie lied in her bed, staring at the ceiling. "Now what do I do?" She whispered. She then rolled onto her side and fell into a dreamless sleep.