Author's Note: First of all I would like to apologize for my long absence on the site. I haven't updated ANYTHING and I would like to thank those of you who have been patient enough to wait for me to write anything. First of all, I was so busy with school in the Fall semester that I had everything written in notebooks, but between homework and going to work, I didn't have the time to get anything written on the computer. Then I was away for holidays and there was no wifi where I was. So, I'm sorry and thank you for waiting. Here you go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.

The Flying Dutchman

"Jack!" Kate cried out. He glanced down from where he was on top of the mast, holding the chest. He narrowed his eyes. When had she gotten down there? Not caring to really think about the question, he slashed at Jones with his sword before tossing the chest down to her.

As it fell down to her, Jones snarled and Jack could see all of the fish crew fighting his own crew. He pulled a small face of shock, realizing that they had probably gotten there around the same time Kate had. Sometimes he really needed to pay attention… just look at what he had missed!

Kate caught the chest, stumbling for a moment. When she regained her balance, she glanced up and saw Jones directly in front of her. She let out a sort of squeal, jumping as she turned to run away. She did a couple of laps around the deck before she had to stop to catch her breath for a moment. Jones snuck up behind her and let his claw dig into her hair as he pulled her backwards. Startling her, she dropped the chest and screeched, grabbing at the back of her head.

"Oh, I'm sorry your highness," he snarled, "Am I hurting you?"

"Let her go," Jack's voice brought her attention to him

"Jack," she whispered, smiling happily, stopping her struggle for a moment.

"Tell me, Jack," Jones caused Kate to whimper a bit as he pulled a bit more on her hair, "Have you fallen in love with your King?"

"The chest!" Kate threw one of her hands out in front of her to point at the chest on the ground. "It's just behind you. Stab the heart, Jack!"

"Not so fast, Sparrow," Jones spat out as Jack spun around to look for the chest. "You stab my heart and I stab hers."

"Stab?" Jack asked, his eyes widening before he blinked dramatically, "Kate's heart?"

"You can always carve it out and keep it with you," Jones snarled with his idea of a joke.

"Unhand my sister," a voice spoke up from behind Jones. Jack turned his eyes to see Elizabeth with her sword at Jones' back. Davy Jones laughed heartily before throwing Kate to the ground and going after Elizabeth. Jack leapt forward and knelt down, wrapping his arms around Kate as he helped her up.

"Luv, are you alright?"

"I'm quite fine, Jack," she locked eyes with him. "Stab the heart."

"But love," his eyes widened as he cupped one side of her face with his hand. "If I stab the heart-"

"You have to," she sighed, closing her eyes as she held onto his hand. "It's the only way to end this madness, Jack."

He glanced up to see Davy Jones now fighting with Will and he nodded. "Love, I-"

"I know, Jack," she gave him a sad smile as she leaned up and kissed him. "I love you, Jack Sparrow."

He gave her a quick kiss before unlocking the chest and sneaking up behind Davy Jones.

"Do you fear death?" Jones was asking Will, with a menacing look on his face.

"Do you?" Jack spoke up, holding the heart in one hand and the sword, which Jones had snapped to the size of a dagger, in the other. "Heady tonic, holding life and death in the palm of one's hand."

"You're a cruel man, Jack Sparrow."

"Cruel is a matter of perspective," Kate spoke up, taking her place next to Jack.

"Is it now?" Jones snarled as he turned and quickly stabbed Will through the chest with his sword. Kate let out a gasp and covered her mouth with both of her hands as Elizabeth ran over to her new husband.

"Will!" she was shouting, "Will! Look at me! Stay with me, you're alright!"

Jack glanced at the heart in his hand with wide eyes now, hesitating as Kate ran over with her sister.

"William!" a new voice cried out. Kate glanced up to see Bootstrap walking over, "My son!" He slashed at Jones.

"Oh, Will, look at me," she murmured as her sister continued screaming at the man.

The dagger suddenly went through Jones' heart and Kate glanced up to see Jack holding Will's hand around the handle. Her heart fluttered for a moment as Elizabeth's eyes widened.

Jones got out one final word, Calypso's name, before he fell overboard into the maelstrom.

"She's takin' us down," Barbossa rushed over, picking Kate up by the shoulder, "Make quick, or it's the locker for us all!"

Will's eyes were shutting and Elizabeth began screaming even louder. Kate closed her eyes shut tightly, letting her tears fall into the rain that was already soaking her face.

The crew began to lurch forward around them, chanting. "Part of the crew, part of the ship…"

"Don't leave me!" Elizabeth was crying as Jack grabbed her, pulling her away. Barbossa had gotten Kate over to the Black Pearl safely, and now Jack used his cleverness to parachute himself, Elizabeth and Jack the monkey over to the water near the Pearl. They climbed on board and Kate quickly wrapped a dry blanket around her sister, holding her close.

"Jack," Gibbs spoke up, meeting the trio near the edge of the ship, "The armada's still out there. The Endeavour's coming up hard to starboard, and I think it's time we embraced that oldest and noblest of pirate traditions."

"Never actually been one for tradition," his eyes glanced over at the two sisters who were holding each other nearby. "Luff the sails and lay on iron!"

"Belay that," Barbossa rolled his eyes, making his way forward, "Or we'll be a sitting duck."

"Belay that 'belay that'," Jack countered Barbossa, smirking.

"But Captain-" Gibbs stepped forward.

"Belay!" Jack cried, interrupting him.

"The armada-" Gibbs tried again.

"Belay!"

"But the Endeavour-"

"Belay!"

"But we-"

"Kindly shut it!" Jack finally turned to face his first mate, his face dark as he stared off into the ocean. After a moment or two, the water began to rumble and soon the Dutchman surfaced, a new captain at the wheel. Elizabeth stood up, the breath knocked out of her, "Will!"

Kate grinned, glancing over at Jack before looking at the Dutchman in awe. She heard Will faintly cry out an order before Jack cried out, "Full canvas!"

"Aye," Barbossa agreed with a grin, "Full canvas!"

Both Pirate ships sailed parallel to one another, sailing so that they were on either side of the Endeavour. The cannons were out and ready and Kate could see the panic on the faces of Beckett's crew.

"Cap'n?" Gibbs glanced at Jack who had made his way to stand by Kate, his arm around her shoulder. He gave a grin, "Fire!"

"FIRE!" Gibbs cried out. Kate could hear the words echoing on the Dutchman as Beckett's crew abandoned ship, save for Beckett himself. Most of the crew got away in a long boat that they made their way to the armada in. The ones that didn't get away, like Beckett, now lay in the water. The armada was turning away, Kate noticed. She began to jump up and down, giggling happily, "Look!"

"They're turning away!" Marty noticed.

"Wind in your sails!" Cotton's parrot cheered.

"Shiver me timbers," a voice called from climbing up the side of the ship. Kate locked eyes with Mullroy, one of the men who used to be a guard for her father. Pintel shrugged before he cheered. Kate gave Mullroy a smile and a small wink before turning back to where she was with Gibbs and Jack.

"Mr. Gibbs, you may throw my hat if you like," Jack held out the hat to his first mate. Gibbs grinned happily as he tossed it across deck. When he locked eyes with Jack, his captain commanded him to go and get it and he sulked off, following orders.

"Miss Swann," Jack then turned to face Kate.

"Mister Sparrow," she grinned slyly.

"It seems to me like there is some celebrating to do," he wiggled his eyebrows up and down before picking her up in his arms and waltzing off. She laughed loudly, leaning her head on his shoulder as he made his way into his cabin. He kicked the door shut behind him and set her down as he began to undo his shirt, "Quickly then," he winked, "We'll have to drop your sister off with her fishy husband quite soon, won't we?"

"I'll meet you back in Port Royal," Kate told her sister, holding her face in her hands. "I'll have them drop me off there before they go to Tortuga and then we can take care of…" she inhaled sharply, thinking of her father… of the destruction to the town they were raised in. "Everything together."

"Then you'll be off with Jack again?" Elizabeth's eyes watered a bit, "Leave your old sister to herself?" She gave a nervous laugh.

"I'll be with you as long as you need me," Kate whispered, hugging her sister tightly. "Now, go and consummate this marriage," she wiggled her eyebrows up and down suggestively, imitating the sly look Jack had given her earlier. Elizabeth smacked her sister playfully before making her way down the line of crewmembers that were saying goodbye to her.

Once she had set off in her long boat to meet Will on the small patch of island, Kate turned to find Jack right behind her with a solemn look on his face.

"Back to Port Royal with ye, then?" he asked, a frown making its way on his face.

"Not forever, Jack," she whispered, a smile on her face. "Just… I can't leave Elizabeth to deal with our father's death by herself."

He nodded, "I understand completely. We'll drop ye off and then go get supplies and come back for ye. Say about two weeks?"

She nodded, wrapping her arms around his waist, "That sounds fine, Jack." He wrapped his own arms around her shoulders and kissed the top of her forehead before leaning his head on top of hers. Maybe without the whelp there, there wouldn't be as many problems as they'd encountered before. Jack opened his eyes for a brief moment and saw Barbossa walking across the deck with a smirk on his face and he nearly growled, realizing that the problems would just be that much worse.