Hours later, you walk the deck of the Black Pearl. Crew members scurry around, paying you no mind, except maybe to stare at your odd outer apparel.

You lean on the rail, staring into the crashing waves. What had happened early in the morning? You head is still spinning.

"I kissed him. I passionately kissed the man I thought I hated. What on earth is wrong with me?" You slide to the ground, head in your hands.

"Oh, God." you pray. "I just wanna go home. Take me home, Lord."

A woman sits down beside you. Her skin is the color of milk chocolate, and her long locks are the same shade. She is beautiful.

"Hey, AnaMaria." you say absentmindedly. Then you stare at her shocked. "How on earth did I know your name? I've never seen you before in my life!"

She grins. It scares you. "I know your story."

"What?"

"I know you don't remember anything from before last night. You remember another life, correct?"

You nod.

"It troubles him. I should know. I used to love him."

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" you say. "I had no idea!"

She nods. "It's fine. Don't trouble yourself about it. But now you need to make a choice. You need to choose whether to go back to your old life or live this new one. I can help you go back. I'll also give you until tonight to make your decision." She stood and walked away, not giving you a chance to ask anymore questions.

"Ugh!" you groan. "I hate difficult choices!"

"What's so difficult, love?"

Jack.

"There's something you should know. . ." You turn to look at him, and see he is not as attractive as he was in the candle light. No matter. You'd be leaving him soon anyway.

"Whatever you'd like to tell me, darling, I'm all ready to listen. Tell me what's on your mind."

"What is the one thing you hold closest to your heart?"

"Darling, at the moment you are the one thing I hold dearest and nearest. You are even above rum, the second most loved thing in my life."

'Oh, sure. Make me guilty, why don't ya?' you think.

"Are you sure?" You say out loud, hoping for a different answer.

"Absolutely."

You glance away, and your eye catches AnaMaria working on a small hole in a sail. Her shape seems to say to you, "Why are you trying so hard to leave him? He loves you."

"I'm afraid." You say out loud, but under your breath so Jack doesn't hear. Now you speak to him. "Jack, I need to go think, I'll be in the bedroom, okay? Please don't disturb me."

"Anything you want, love."

You shut the door behind you once you find the cabin. You did better finding it than finding the top deck- you only got lost twice this time around.

"Okay. To stay or not to stay- that is the question." You weigh the pros and cons in your mind. "Reasons to stay- Love, happiness, piracy. Reasons to go- Piracy, loneliness, always wondering if this is right." The last one hits your heart. You could stay and marry Jack, and never really know if this was meant for you. Or, you could go home and find out you were wrong to do so.

The last choice doesn't sound very appealing.

There is a creak as the door opens. "Love? Can I come in?"

It's obviously Jack.

"Yes. What time is it?"

"Fancy way to greet me. It's sunset."

"Sunset?!?" You get up from the bed and push past him. Noticing his hurt look , you return briefly, and kiss him passionately.

He grins. "I'll wait for you."

You hurriedly find AnaMaria.

"I've made my choice."

"Are you sure? You can't go back. This is it. No pressure."

"I know."

"What's your decision?"

Your heart beats in your chest. You consider your choice, making sure it's not wrong, making sure it's what you really want to do. You take a deep breath.

"Tell me." AnaMaria says, not unkindly.

"I have decided to. . ." You can't believe you are doing this. The words are stuck in your throat. You cough. There they are! "I'm going to stay."

"AnaMaria breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God you picked that. I was so scared you'd go back."

Instantly, your energy drains from you. "Why?"

"Because the night you arrived here, you were brutally murdered in your sleep."

"What?"

"Shocking, isn't it?"

"But why? How?"

"I wish I knew. The only one who could tell you is Tia Dalma, and since she became Calypso once more. . . "

"This is too much."

You collapse, and next thing you know, AnaMaria is gently slapping your face with a rag wet with seawater.

"You scared me. Don't do that again."

"Sorry. . . Are Jack and I still married? For real?"

"Yes. Yes, you are."

"I have to find him. Thank you so much for everything." You hug her, and she hugs you back.

You run to Jack. "Jack, I'm ashamed to say I almost went home tonight. Back to my time. But I truly love you. Let's get married again, right here, right now. Savvy?" You smile, throwing yourself into his arms.

He kisses you. "Whatever you want, darling." He tenderly kisses you once more.

You are dressed in a white gown left on the ship by an Elizabeth Swann or something. You walk down the center of the main deck, toward Jack. You smile, full of joy.

Mister Gibbs is at the front, between you and Jack. The ceremony is beautiful and perfect.

"I do." He says.

"I do." You say.

"You may kiss the bride."

Jack kisses you in the most passionate way. You love the way his lips feel on yours. At the celebration cheers from the crew, you pull back.

"Thank God, Jack."

His eyes are full of love. "Why, whatever for, my dear?"

"For the day I woke up next to you."

He just smiles and kisses you again.