Author: jedipati aka immortal_jedi
Disclaimer: I own neither the characters nor the situations. I make no profit off of this story.
Pairings and Characters: Elizabeth, Liam (William Turner III), Jack, Calypso; WE and JE both mentioned
Rating: PG
Warnings: This is a fairly dark fic, and things go badly for some of the characters.
Summary: Liam decides to visit his mother, and find out if his father was too harsh or not.

Author's Note: Due to popular demand, I've written a second part to Ten Years and Eternity. This is actually a part of the story that I would have liked to write for the original fic, but I couldn't quite get it out. I figured if people liked the original enough, I'd write this part. (Or if people hated the original enough. I'm ornery like that.)

As always, I must thank my wonderful beta, arquenniel, for the help. Any remaining mistakes are my own.

Liam Turner leaned back and looked up at the faded sign that announced for all to see that this was the Faded Dress Tavern.

He still wasn't sure that he wanted to do this, but after two years of traveling through the mortal world, he'd finally returned to the island where he'd first met his father.

He'd returned to the island where his mother was trapped, and now stood outside of the tavern that the locals said that the Widow Turner and her cousin Jack Sparrow owned.

Liam scowled again. She wasn't the Widow Turner. His father was alive and far more honest then she was.

He looked off to the side, took a deep breath, squared his shoulders, and pushed the door open.

He let out his breath as he realized there was no one in the main room.

Then he heard someone coming from the back, and he froze. Liam was a seasoned sailor, had faced the very strange creatures in the underworld starting when he was nine, and had helped keep belligerent souls from trying to take over the Dutchman (not that they would have succeeded). But he didn't want to face two mortals.

He almost turned around and went back outside. It was too late, and a woman entered the main room. She stopped dead, staring at him. He stared at her. She was older. For some reason, he'd expected her to be the same age he'd been when he'd last seen her. Her hair was now silver and gold, her face was beginning to wrinkle.

She was still beautiful, and in trim shape. Her hand drifted down to her belt, where he saw she kept a pair of daggers strapped. Suddenly, he realized that she thought he was his father. "Mother?" Liam asked.

She froze. "L… Liam?"

Liam nodded. She rushed forward and grabbed him. He held her as she hugged him. Then she began to cry, weeping into his vest.

Liam didn't know what to do, so he just held her. He looked up as he saw and older man walked out. Despite the fact that the man was clean shaven and his graying hair was only shoulder length, he recognized Jack Sparrow.

Jack narrowed his eyes. Liam scowled and turned his attention to his mother. "Mother, I think…"

She shuddered and pulled herself away. "I thought I'd never see you again," she said. "And now you've come back to me."

Liam didn't say anything.

Much later, Elizabeth put her fork down and just watched Liam. He was eating slowly, apparently enjoying the meal.

He looked well, and had grown up. He looked so much like his- like Captain Turner but that didn't matter. He was her son. "Oh Liam, I'm so glad you're alright."

Liam frowned. "Why wouldn't I be?" he asked.

Elizabeth sighed. Her son clearly didn't know his fa… Captain Turner well enough.

"I was sure he would hurt you- enslave you or even kill you."

Liam frowned. "Who? No one would dare, not with Father protecting me."

"He would. Captain Turner has tried to kill or hurt everyone else I care about."

Liam dropped his fork and stared at her in shock. She frowned at him. "I suppose he told you differently."

Liam stood up abruptly. "Of course he did! Father never did anything to hurt you!"

Elizabeth scowled. "He ruined my life," she hissed.

"How?" Liam challenged. "He loved you; he would have stayed with you if he had a choice."

Elizabeth snorted. "Everything that's ever gone wrong in my life is his fault. You're the only good that every came from him."

Liam stiffed. "Father was right," he said. "You blame him for your own actions, don't you? You think it's his fault you cheated, his fault you even loved him in the first place. But it wasn't love, was it, Mother?" Liam turned and headed for the door. "I shouldn't have bothered coming." He pulled on his coat. "Mother- you brought it on yourself. Father loved you. He still does, I could see it in his eyes. And you betrayed him. You made your own choices. Don't blame Father for the things you did." Liam opened the door. "Goodbye."

"Captain Turner lied to you, Liam," Jack said. "He didn't have to trap us here, on land."

"No he didn't," Liam agreed. "But you didn't have to trap him at sea. And at least you'll be free someday. Father will never be free until someone stabs his heart. You should have known that Father would know. But you thought that you could trick him. I wondered if he was too harsh. But now I know he wasn't. You can't even see that this is your own fault."

Liam turned around. "Goodbye, Mother."

"You are just like him!" Elizabeth spat.

Liam straightened. "I will take that as a compliment." He allowed the door to close behind him.

Elizabeth collapsed back in her seat, sobbing. "I've lost my son again," she said.

Jack pulled her close. "It's Captain Turner's fault. He poisoned Liam against you."

Liam took a deep breath and started to walk down the street toward the docks.

He was done on this island. His father had been right- Elizabeth Swann and Jack Sparrow wouldn't take responsibility for their own actions, and the consequences that followed.

Liam stopped at the docks for a moment and then headed for the beach. It was late. He'd find a berth out of here in the morning. Right now, he wanted to spend some time with the sea.

He supposed that his love of the ocean was because his father was so closely tied to the waters. He'd never bothered to question it, really.

He pulled off his boots and draped his coat over them. He waded out into the water until the waves reached his breeches and then stopped, staring out into the water. The moon was nearly full, and the water reflected the light. He simply allowed the waves to wash over his feet as he thought.

"Ya are troubled, little Turna."

Liam turned and smiled. "Calypso," he bowed.

"Ya are not ya father, little Turna," she said. "But you are also not ya mother."

"I know," Liam said. He looked away for a moment.

"Yer father is an honorable man, William Turner."

Liam turned back around at the unfamiliar voice. An old man stood next to Calypso. He smiled at Liam. "Be proud of him. He's a good man, and ye've learned ta be a good man from him."

Liam frowned at the man. "But I've learned from my mother too."

"Aye, ye have," the man acknowledged. "But ye've also learned ta take responsibility for yer own actions, ta admit when you're wrong, and ta apologize," he smiled sadly. "It took me a long time ta learn those."

Liam looked at him closely. "Who are you?" he asked. "You know too much about me and my family, but I don't know you."

"No, ye wouldn't," the man said. "I died before ye were born."

Liam narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything. It wasn't unusual for him to meet someone who had already died.

"'Tis none o' yer concern, lad," the man said. "But I am not yer enemy. Just wanted t' give ye a bit o' advice."

Liam nodded. "Thank you."

The man smiled and Liam watched as he faded away. Calypso smiled at him.

"Ya do not need to worry, little Turna. Ya are a good man."

"Calypso… I've sometimes wondered if Father was too harsh on Mother and Jack. What do you think?"

She sighed. "He was more merciful then Davy Jones was to me," she said. "They are not immortal, and will eventually be free. And it was his right, to punish ya mother. Do ya think she would have learned from a less harsh punishment?"

Liam sighed. "No. She didn't with this one. She blames Father for things she decided to do."

Calypso nodded. "They ya go, little Turna. Ya father did what he needed to do, and ya mother still hasn't learned. And none of it is ya fault."

Liam nodded and made his way back to where his boots waited. "I know," he said. "But I wish Mother had been faithful."

"So do I, Liam Turna," Calypso said.

He turned back to face her, since it was rare that she called him by his given name, and she was gone. Liam smiled. Calypso always did that, coming and going as she wished.

He sat down and pulled his boots back on before shrugging into his greatcoat.

It was time to find a ship that needed some extra help. Though not, he figured, under the name Turner. William Jones, able seaman, was about to make his way back out to the Orient. He had eight years before he was to meet his father, and he wanted to see as much of the world as he could.

So, it's done. I'm sure there are plenty of others who'd like to see this universe expanded, but I know that I can't really write more in it. It depresses me too much.

But, I'd love to see what everyone else could come up with this premise- keep them in character as much as possible, and don't make Will some dumb idiot who would just forgive Jack and Elizabeth for lying to him and cheating on him.

Just post it somewhere where I'd find it or let me know about it, please.

Editing this because some reviewer wouldn't post a signed review so I could disagree with her/him. Anyway- where do people get the idea that their marriage was over because Will became Captain of the Flying Dutchman? That's a fallacy that makes very little sense- Will was still alive, Elizabeth was not a widow. And anyway, in the first chapter, I wrote that Will offered to let Elizabeth free of her vows, but she said that she'd remain true. So, yes, she did cheat on Will.

Anyway, that idea has several logical fallacies. If you were to die, but be resuscitated, would you say that you're no longer married to your husband/wife? That is essentially what happened to Will.