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Here's the next chapter. Thanks for reviewing. One more sort of epilogue after this one.

Warning: Character death

Elizabeth's name in italics, is the spirit possessing Scully.

Mulder walked just slightly head of his partner. He turned back once to see her gazing off towards the ocean before she faced forward, walking with her head held high. Mulder hoped that, where ever Scully might be, hopefully she was fine and would tell him all about this experience. She owed him that, right?

"So...how are you?" Mulder asked shrugging slightly.

Elizabeth walked slightly ahead of him, shut her eyes and took a deep breath. "More wonderful than I've felt in ages," she said, sighing in pleasure.

"Well, we're almost there. Personally I feel that being at your own grave seems a bit weird, even for me, but hey whatever floats your boat."

Mulder walked in the lead once again and Elizabeth followed behind. She hummed under her breath until they stopped at the gates which were now locked shut.

"Maybe we should come back in the morning," Mulder started to suggest.

Elizabeth walked past him and looked the iron bars up and down before jumping on and beginning to climb. Mulder looked both ways before following suit.

"I can tell you're a bit of a rebel," Mulder said jumping off on the other side.

"Oh you have no idea," Elizabeth said before walking some more.

Mulder went to the lead again and this time he could hear voices in the distance.

"Come on, just a little bit more."

"Stop throwing dirt on my boots."

"Would you keep it down; someone'll hear us."

"I know those voices," Elizabeth muttered. She ran forward and standing by a dug grave were two of the men whom she never had hope of seeing ever again.

"Will..., Jack..?" she whispered as Mulder came and stood behind her.

He stood hunched over with both his hands on his knees taking deep breaths. "You all know each other," he asked.

The one who was apparently named Will walked slightly forward with a questionable look in his eyes. He then looked beyond her to Mulder and back again.

"Didn't we meet in the market today?" he asked her.

The woman walked forward and took his hands into hers, seeming to relish in the feel of them. "A bit more rough than I remember but then again times have changed. Sunrises and sets come and go. Less flashes however of an emerald hue."

At this point, the two of them were almost on top of each other.

Mulder walked over to Sparrow and the two observed the scene in quiet wonder. Will looked into the woman's eyes.

"I know you..." he whispered, placing his hand against the side of her face.

She took his hand into his and squeezed it tightly. "Will," she whispered. Slowly realization dawned on his face.

"...Elizabeth," he said. Not thinking, he lifted her up and pulled her into a romantic kiss which she reciprocated with relish.

"Hold on a minute," Mulder said, finally stepping forward. Will broke off from his "beloved" and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Despite the spirit inside her, that is still my partner and as such off limits. What were you two doing before we got here anyway?" he asked Sparrow.

Will stepped away and walked slowly over to Mulder. Unwillingly, Mulder felt a chill go down his spine and into his heart.

"Do you know how long I've been sailing the seas? How long I've been tortured by the loss of my beloved and how I am unable to move on with her?" Will whispered harshly into his ear.

Mulder turned and the two men locked eyes; neither blinked.

"Boys, boys; can we continue now William, before the sun rises and you have to return," Sparrow said.

Will slowly walked away, grabbed his shovel and continued to dig. He stole glances to Elizabeth who would then smile and wink back.

Mulder felt a bit like losing his lunch but held it all down till he heard the sound of metal hitting metal. He and Elizabeth looked into the hole to see Will digging more and there sat a small, dark box on top of a longer, wooden casket. Mulder laid a hand on Elizabeth's shoulder and she wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

The two pirates hoisted the box out and Will removed a key from the inside of his boot. There was a keyhole just the right size that Mulder hadn't noticed earlier and the key fit perfectly.

Air seemed to be released and a loud thumping noise suddenly became louder. Will reached a hand inside and removed what seemed to be beating, living heart and just stared at it.

"If the Captain is slain then he who slays him must take his place," Elizabeth told them.

Will held it in both hands and licked his lips.

Elizabeth continued. "Captain, forever. However if ten years passed by and his beloved stayed true to them, the spell would be lifted."

Will passed the heart over to Jack Sparrow who then held it in his hands. Will then turned to Elizabeth.

"You can leave this vessel," he said.

Elizabeth, though confused, closed her eyes. Slowly, the transparent form of a beautiful brown haired woman emerged from Scully's body.

Scully slowly fell to the ground but Mulder caught her just in time.

"Scully, you okay?" Mulder asked. Carefully she nodded.

"Jack," Will pleased, "please; do it now."

"Will?" Elizabeth said.

Jack reached into his belt and removed a Swiss Army knife. "Is this what you truly want William?" Jack asked, holding the knife just inches from the beating heart.

Will turned and looked to his beloved. She tried to grab a hold of him but her hand slid right through him.

Will nodded. "I'm sure. Do it now Jack."

"What're you..." Mulder began to ask, but it was too late. Jack raised the knife high, looked to Will once who gave him a half smirk, and plunged the knife into the beating organ.

Will suddenly gasped for breath as he clutched his chest. He fell to the ground and lay still with his eyes tightly shut.

Elizabeth's ghost looked to all of them before disappearing completely.

Jack, Mulder and Scully all stayed in place. No one breathed or dared to say a word. Scully was the first to go to Will's side. She placed a hand against his neck.

"Anything?" Mulder asked.

"He's gone," she whispered shaking her head.

"I think," Jack said, looking to his prone and oldest friend, "that William would like to be buried with his beloved."

The two agents nodded and carefully Jack went back into the hole and lifted the top of the casket open.

"It's not possible," he whispered.

"What is?" Mulder asked.

Jack moved out of the way and low and behold there lay the body of Elizabeth Turner; perfectly preserved as though she'd only passed away just yesterday.

Carefully the men placed Will Turner's body next to his wife's and Scully closed the lid. They refilled the hole and everyone said a silent prayer for their souls to finally find peace with each other.

"So Captain Sparrow?" Mulder asked, turning to the other man.

"Aye?" the former pirate captain said.

"Good luck," Mulder said, offering him his hand.

Sparrow took it and shook while nodding. He then moved onto Scully and shook hers as well.

"Will we ever hear from you again?" she asked.

"Just keep looking to the horizon," Sparrow said with a wink.

He walked away humming; grabbed his hat from a nearby stump and left them to themselves.

The two agents looked at each other.

"Mulder, would you care to explain what happened from the time between this afternoon and twenty minutes ago?" Scully asked as she began to walk towards the gate.

"Oh Scully," Mulder said wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You wouldn't believe the truth even if I told it to you."

I hope I explained everything in the right way. Sorry I had to do that. I just couldn't find a way to bring Elizabeth back to life again. Will and Elizabeth will always be together now. This was the plan from the beginning. Thank you all for reading. One more chapter left. If you have any questions, then let me know.