Norrington stood on the beach, cursing at the pirates under his breath. Jack had left him on the beach with his men, and he was infuriated at the indignity of him being left stranded on a beach with a bunch of natives who laughed at him being in his long johns, seeing as Sparrow saw fit to take his fancy Navy suit again for masquerading purposes.

He swore and yelled like no Navy man ever should. Those damned pirates had taken a lot from him. And now they had taken his dignity along with his clothing. He hated those bloody pirates.

"Captain!" Gibbs yelled. "We're coming up on the island."

"Perfect."

With skillful maneuvering that could only come from an experienced seaman like Captain Jack Sparrow, the ship ended up landing on the beach of an island where Jack knew the treasure of Blackbeard to be hidden. The Violet's crew and Jack's crew all went ashore, following Jack who looked to have no idea where he was going.

He eventually stumbled upon a cave entrance where the rest of the crew refused to enter.

"It's dark. It's dangerous. We can't go in." Will stood firm, but the rest of the crew elected to follow their unusual captain inside the cave.

"I don't much like the dark," Alfhild muttered. Myra merely gulped. It was a large entrance, and it allowed enough light in for them to see a little way in.

"Precisely, how do we know that there's treasure in this cave! It's dark, it's dangerous-"

"So I've heard."

"The point is we may be walking into some unseen danger, all for a treasure that may not even be there! How do you know that the treasure is there?"

"Because, mate. It's one of those things I merely know."

"But Jack-"

"Trust me."

Will looked at Jack and sighed. As strange as he was, he was a good man and he did tell the truth…sometimes.

"Well, for what it's worth," Violet said, walking to Jack's side, "I trust him."

"Well then, let's go in." They all lit torches and followed Jack deeper into the cave. They seemed to walk on forever. Will looked to Elizabeth, who was at his side. She was definitely showing now, but she wasn't…she was more beautiful now than she ever was as the slim and adorable Governor's daughter.

He looked up to find that Jack had disappeared. He went around a corner and almost dropped his torch.

The place was a massive underground cavern, built like a room in a house. It was an enormous chamber, filled to the brim with treasure of all sorts- mountains of gold and silver doubloons, piles of rubies and emeralds and sapphires and pearls, chests full of clothes from every nation possibly imagined, containers of spices and rare herbs from the wildest corners of Asia, rare rugs and tapestries and paintings from all over Europe, and enough jewelry to fill the royal chambers of the bloody Queen of England. He found himself in awe of the chamber, with its masses of plunder.

"But Jack," Violet said, walking away from the rest of the crew to her friend who stood alone, "You promised that you wouldn't touch a single piece of the man's treasure."

"That I did, love. And I won't."

"What mean you?"

"Violet, go pick up that crown over there, with the sapphires." Violet gave Jack a questioning stare, but proceeded to pick up the crown.

"Now I promised to Blackbeard that I wouldn't touch a single piece of his treasure," Jack said, waltzing over to Violet in his own strange way. "And that," he said pointing to the crown she had picked up, "Is the single piece I won't touch."

"Oh I love piratical logic, Jack!"

"Oh yes, and I do love you, my dear."

"What?"

"Violet, love. Admit it, I am. We're perfect for each other."

"Jack," she said, searching his eyes for some sign of proof that he did not mean what he was saying. She found only a hint of fear and vulnerability, two things she was positive she would not see from him again.

"Jack, this is so…sudden…"

"Gibbs said…well he was…"

"Right?"

"Yes, right…about piracy being…or rather becoming…obso…"

"Obsolete?"

"Aye."

"And you think it better to retire with me and the girls, rather than continue such acts in a place where they will no longer be welcomed."

"Aye."

"So you're using me as an excuse to be granted clemency by the government? Are you to tell me that you will use your own daughters as an excuse to keep the Navy off your tail? So this is all a lie to you? Claiming false affection again just for your own damned benefits?!"

"No, no it's not like that," He said, looking more uncomfortable with the situation. "I…Violet, I do love you. And the girls. I may not be the best of father figure, but we can settle down, outside the law…in Madagascar, if you wish it. We can raise them to go into good English society and we can live out our days in peace…together…"

"Jack Sparrow," she said, stepping closer to him.

"Captain?"

"Au contraire, monsieur Jacques. I am still Captain, savvy?"

"Right."

"Jack, are you serious about all this?"

"Aye."

"Well then, Ana-Maria told me of some empty huts up north…" she smiled suggestively.

While that conversation was going on, the rest of the crew was having a field day with loading up on treasure. Will stayed close to Elizabeth, marveling the wonder that he was soon to experience. The joys of parenting were new to him, no duh, but… he was still overjoyed at the idea of being the father, especially if it was of Elizabeth's children.

"Jack Sparrow!"

Blackbeard's voice rang over the heads of the crew, causing vibrations in the high ceiling of the room where the treasure was.

"Captain, if you please-" Jack's head popped up from behind one of the massive piled of treasure, and he climbed up over the top to address Blackbeard.

"Captain or not, you're a bloody liar!"

"Liar? How so?"

"You swore you wouldn't trust a piece of my treasure!"

"Aye," Jack said, motioning to the piece Violet was holding, "And that's the piece I won't touch."

Blackbeard gave an almost inhuman roar, drawing his sword and preparing to charge Jack. His crew also drew their weapons, and looked more than ready to kill everyone in the room who wasn't one of them. Augusta and Charlotte flew behind Violet, who pulled out her sword and matched Blackbeard's gaze with an equally fierce one.

"Hate to interrupt the party," Elizabeth said huffing, clutching her belly and stumbling over to Blackbeard, "But we got somebody on the way and I am in NO condition to give birth with you lot here."

Blackbeard cringed, and Violet could see that he feared women's business more than anything.

"Perhaps a bit of something could be arranged," Violet said.

"Aye?"

"Let us and the ladies go, you have your way with our men. As in fighting, not…well… you know what I mean… unless you want to help Elizabeth give birth?"

Elizabeth screamed, exaggerating the pain in order to frighten Blackbeard. He wasn't stupid, but he WAS clueless.

"Do we have an accord?"

"Agreed."

Elizabeth and the females- Violet, her crew, Myra, Alfhild, Charlotte, and Augusta all trotted quickly out of the tavern. The men were left behind, as was the code.

A/N: Holy COWS!!! Took us long enough. Well, it's the first time this semester we could get together, so- NOT OUR FAULT!!! Anyhow, epilogue: coming soon.