A/N: Here you go. I think this pretty much concludes the series. I hope you enjoy it.

Even with the slight misdirection of Jack's compass pointing to Elizabeth, they still made great time. The next morning they would arrive at Port Royal.

The day after Jack and Elizabeth's kiss, Elizabeth went to Will and had her first real conversation in days with the man she was to marry. Never once did they mention the first kiss Will had witnessed. However, Elizabeth apologized for being so distant and told him she was much better now. William found this hard to believe because there was something much colder about her. Despite his objections he could not fight the love that he still felt for her. So, he forgave her. Now, Elizabeth found herself in a very heart aching position.

Being Will's fiancé again, she stayed near him. But for another day or two she had to remain on the same ship of the man that she wanted to be near, but couldn't. Elizabeth knew that she could no longer show any signs of affection to Jack whatsoever. And Jack knew that too. Perhaps that's what made it so hard.

Jack was back to life again. He was not quite as giddy and love struck, but the bounce was back in his step and the joy back in his job- if you could call it that. Everyone noticed right away. Just like the curse being lifted from the enchanted castle, the crew sprang back to the way they were prior to world's end.

Elizabeth stood on the foreyard and watched Jack happily go commanding the ship and finding direction. He was happy, she thought. If only she could enjoy it. She wanted to, but something forced all thoughts of something other than depression out of sight. It was like a constant pain or darkness that ate her up inside. Longingly, she continued to watch Jack from a distance. In just one day she would have to leave him completely. Just the thought made her stomach hurt.

"Elizabeth?"

"What?" Elizabeth spun around, surprised.

Will stood before her. She didn't know how long he had been watching her… watch Jack. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"Nothing, just thinking, how are you this morning, are you ready to return to Port Royal?" She spat out.

Did she just say that as guiltily as she thought she did? She must have, Elizabeth thought, because the look on Will's face said it all.

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Port Royal came way too fast. Elizabeth felt like she might puke from the nervousness. It was either that or the sea was finally getting to her.

They had docked and the dreaded city lay before her. Elizabeth and Will had gathered what little they had and were now saying their goodbyes to the crew. Most were handshakes, hugs, and farewells. Elizabeth had walked around to everyone she thought necessary and now found herself in front of Jack. The slightest second of silence between the two created so many thoughts.

Finally, after that slight second, Jack spoke up, "Goodbye, then, Lizzie."

"Elizabeth" she corrected him.

He smiled "Yes of course."

Elizabeth wanted to cry but knew she couldn't. Elizabeth wanted to say what she felt, but knew she couldn't. Elizabeth wanted to stay, but knew she couldn't. When there were no words to say, there was another brief silence… a second of eye contact… and all the words were there. She couldn't stand it any longer so she decided to part. Unable to choke out goodbye, Elizabeth turned and left without speaking, following Will.

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The corset constricted her ribs more than she ever remembered. Just like the prodigal son, she was welcomed, cleaned, and strapped into this fabric death trap before she could say "Parley." Admiral Norrington had made a deal with Beckett and granted both of them clemency. Now, Governor Swann was showing Elizabeth off to the town.

She was surrounded by crowds of people asking lots of questions about being with such horrible pirates for so long. It was almost unbearable. The corset was depriving her of air; her father was depriving her of freedom. She didn't want to be social. She wasn't happy here.

Will was a few feet away answering his own lot of questions. Both of their attentions wandered: Will's was worrying about Elizabeth. Elizabeth's was thinking Jack.

Like a gift from God, the wind blew the fan Elizabeth was cooling herself with out of her hand. Used to doing things herself, she immediately ran after it, ignoring the command of her father to let William get it.

At a safe distance from the people, she was at the spot where she had fainted so long ago. It provided the perfect view of the docks below. Taking a moment to enjoy the view, Elizabeth panned the sea. Then, a certain ship with black sails caught her eye. It was a reassuring site that Elizabeth needed to see. Straining her eyes, she saw the crew…and Jack. And for the first time in a long time, she smiled.

Fin'

A/N: Ta da! That's all for now folks! Or atleast I think it is. YOU DECIDE. Tell me your thoughts!