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Wow…this is it! I can't believe it's done. It's so different and yet so similar to what I had in mind when I started writing this! I hope you enjoy this last chappie : )

Elizabeth guessed it somewhere around three o'clock in the morning when Jack's stomach finally settled enough for him to fall into a deep sleep. Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief after half an hour had gone by and Jack was still asleep. She had stayed with him through every bout of vomit, ever spike and fall of fever. She was concerned but it looked as the though the Captain may have finally caught his break. Elizabeth rose and quietly left Jack's quarters and made her way through the damp darkness to her own, where she fell into her own bed and fell asleep instantly.

As tired as Elizabeth was, she was up by seven o'clock. She made her way to the big dining table, which was in reality, a big piece of driftwood that had been smoothed by the countless waves that had washed over it before Jack had discovered it, fell in love with it and ordered it carried upon the Pearl. Being so big, it made sense that it be put on a couple of barrels and used for a table. Elizabeth served herself from the pot that was cooking over the fire and took her seat at the table. She was so tired that she didn't notice Will was sitting across from her.

"Good morning." he said with a smile. Elizabeth raised her head from her bowl of porridge and her face broke into a smile.

"Will! So good to see you up and about. How do you feel?" Elizabeth forgot momentarily how tired she was. Will returned her smile.

"I feel fine. I don't think I could stand another hour in bed if my life depended on it. But you look like you could stand a few more hours of shut-eye."

Elizabeth gave a tired laugh.

"I didn't go to bed until almost four o'clock." she said, forcing a bite of disgusting food into her mouth. Of all the meals on the Pearl, ffbreakfast was generally the worst but Elizabeth knew that with all the contact with Jack and Will added onto her lack of sleep, she needed the nutrients to keep her strength up. Will's brow wrinkled in concern.

"Why so late?"

"That's when Jack finally fell asleep."

Will didn't say anything but felt genuinely concerned for his friend. After forcing down as much lumpy porridge as possible, he said,

"Take me to see Jack."

Elizabeth looked up from her bowl.

"What?"

"I want to see Jack."

Elizabeth shook her head.

"No, Will, I don't want you to get sick again and -"

"And nothing." Will interrupted her. "I'm fine, I want to see if I can do anything to help Jack."

"I really don't think you should, Will." Elizabeth protested.

"Parley." Will said with a smirk. Elizabeth glared at him.

"The code." Will reminded her, a twinkle in his eye.

"They're more guidelines." she shot back.

"Elizabeth." Will said with a bit of a warning tone. Elizabeth wondered what he might be warning her against.

"Bloody code." Elizabeth muttered under her breath as she rose.

"Fine, let's go."

Elizabeth led the way to Jack's quarters and then opened the door quietly. She and Will walked to Jack's bed. Elizabeth sat on the edge and Will stood behind her. Elizabeth reached over and felt Jack's cheek.

"His fever's still down." she said with a sigh of relief.

"Has he thrown up anymore?" Will asked.

"It doesn't appear so, which means he's finally getting the rest he needs."

At the sound of their voices, Jack opened his eyes. Both heads turned to him as something incomprehensible came out of his mouth. He tried hard to make his mouth form the words that he wanted.

"Oh good. I'm not dead." he succeeded.

"And what makes you say that, mate?" Will asked with a smile. Jack took a moment to focus his eyes on Will.

"I knew I couldn't be in Davy Jones' locker when I saw your angelic faces." Jack said, only half kidding. Will chuckled.

"How do you feel?" Elizabeth asked.

"Don't you worry, Darling, I'm doing much better. Although unexplainably tired."

"You didn't fall asleep until almost three." Elizabeth reminded him.

"Was that what time it was? My stomach lost track of time." Jack was becoming more alert with each moment. He tried to sit up but fell back down, causing Will and Elizabeth to help him sit up and then prop him up with pillows.

"Are you, mate? How are you feeling? If my memory isn't affected, which I sincerely hope it wasn't, you had this forsaken cold too."

"I'm fine, Jack."

"Glad to hear it. At out little get-together yesterday I had to leave quite unexpectedly."

Jack turned to Elizabeth.

"Do you by chance know what became of my hat?"

Elizabeth smiled.

"Your hat's right over there." Elizabeth pointed to the hat sitting on the table. Jack smiled.

"Ah, so it 'tis. Mr. Turner, if you would be so kind."

Will handed Jack his hat, who plopped it on his head.

"I feel better already." Jack said. "Now I'm only missing one thing."

He looked right at Elizabeth.

"Jack, give your stomach a little bit of time. If you can keep down breakfast, then you can have some rum."

"But Elizabeth…" Jack started to protest.

"Jack Sparrow," Elizabeth began.

"Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack corrected her. Elizabeth ignored him and continued.

"I swear, you drink more rum than any other man I know."

"How do you think I make life interesting?" Jack asked.

"Believe me, you don't need rum to do that, mate. Adventures just seem to blow into your sails." Will answered.

"I wouldn't have it be any other way." Jack told them.

"I would think not." Elizabeth said. "But, for now, Captain Jack-"

"Thank you." Jack interrupted her again. Again, Elizabeth ignored him.

"-you need to get some rest." Elizabeth rose. "I'll bring you something to eat soon."

Elizabeth left, leaving Will and Jack alone.

"She's a heart of gold, mate. Hang onto that one." Jack advised Will after Elizabeth had gone.

"Aye. It seems as though she's sailed us through a whole new horizon, mate."

"How does that song go?" Jack mumbled to himself. "Da da da da da da…and really bad eggs…"

"…Drink up me hearties." Will continued.

"Yo ho!" they finished the last line of the song together. Jack smiled and then looked at Will.

"Got any rum, mate?"

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