"So, when you fell over the railing, the diamond brought you back in time?" Will asked me as we walked down the back roads of Tortuga. Shrugging, I said, "I don't know. I mean, that's the last thing I remember. Jack was telling us about the chest, and then after I tried to grab the diamond, I flipped over into the water and here I am."

"How did we get here?" Will asked me. I glanced over at him to see how completely different he looked. He was so...not a pirate like he is now. From the way he was dressed, to the way that his hair was pulled back. It was truly hard to believe that someday he would be captain of the Flying Dutchman and a bloody good pirate at that.

"That's what I don't understand." I said, turning to face him. I bet you anything that Jack was trying to find us. Oh, damn. I forgot all about Jack. Will must have saw that in my face, since he said, "We've got to live this out the way it should have been. I need to go on with Elizabeth, and you need to go with Jack." His face fell at the realization of what he just said. He took a deep breath, and sat down on the docks as he said, "And we'll meet in a hundred and fifty years."

That never sounded as long away as it did at that instant. Once you're immortal, years don't seem quite as long as they actually are. They're just like months really. Time just flies. But that honestly felt like an eternity. "No."

Even though he wasn't looking at me, I could tell Will was smiling as I said that. "Darling, you said yourself everything happens for a reason. This has to happen like this. If I'm not with Elizabeth, I won't become immortal and if I'm not immortal, I won't meet you. One little thing could mess everything up. I mean, for all we know, we could be messing something up as we speak." He tossed a rock into the ocean as he said that. I took the diamond out and said, "You're right. You're completely and totally right."

I sat down beside him, thinking how insane this whole damn thing was, when I felt his arm wrap tightly around me. I rested my head on his shoulder as he said, "Everything will happen like it did."

"Will, I am not defeating Maelstrom again! I've already bloody got over that!" I said, pulling up from his shoulder. I felt his hand move to the small of my back as I turned to look in his younger face. He pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head. "We'll figure something out. Darling, I just-"

"You love her." I replied, dryly.

"No. Well, yes. I did before you handed me the diamond. Do you honestly think I'm looking forward to dying again?" I laughed at that. I don't know why. Sadness and laughter are just two emotions that seem to go together. Which is probably why I started crying a minute later, and soon found myself back in Will's arms. "I think that's actually the first time I've really ever seen you cry."

"Idonwannayoutadiey!" I said, between sobs. Will chuckled against my hair as he said, "Darling, I couldn't hear a word you said." I raised up, and wiped my tears and allowing one last sob to escape my lips before I said, "I don't want you to die."

"Darling, it's a price I'm willing to take if it means that I'll end up with you." I gapped at him. How is it humanly possible for a man to be this incredibly sweet? It's really not possible, or at least shouldn't be. "Unless, we just sailed to the world's end ourselves, Will. Got the chest...everything goes back to normal..." I glanced up, hopefully at him. He rested his forehead on mine as he whispered, "Darling, there's not telling what you've messed up. You shouldn't be here. Someone's changing the past so the future will be different. I should be in there with Jack and Gibbs right now, getting ready to sail to the Isla de Muerta. And I'm not. So in some way, that's going to mess something up..." Will got a distant look on his face, as he pulled me back into his arms. I rested my head in his lap as I said, "Oh, someone just bloody shoot me and get it over with." Will laughed as he stroaked my hair and said, "How come you and I know that we're stuck in the past, but Jack doesn't?"

I shrugged, and said to myself...think like Mother. "Probably something like a kiss would break the spell. True love's kiss, so that's why my kiss didn't break his spell. I'm not his true love, I was just..." I broke off, almost sadly. I looked back up into Will's chocolate eyes as he wrinkled his nose and said, "You kissed Jack?"

"Yes."

"How much?"

"Will! I thought I was 18!" I sighed, cuddling back against him on the dock as I said, "This is madness."

"Darling, I've been thru more mad things then this." He said that laughing. I raised up to kiss him, and said after I pulled back I said, "How about this. I'll go my seperate ways, leave everything to happen as it should, then if I can't find an answer to this damned thing, I'll meet you in the Isla de Muerta. When should you arrive?"

"In about a week."

"I'll meet you there Saturday, then." He gave me a nod, before taking my head in his hands and said, "Just promise me you'll be careful, arlight?" I was about to say, 'Am I ever anything but?' But a pair of strong hands lifted me up by my throat, and pressed a knife against my neck. Will made a move to grab me, but Jack hissed at him, "Don't move, Turner. Or I swear I'll kill her."

"Jack, what the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" I asked him as he dragged me away from Will, who was unsure if he should run after me, or stay. We both knew that Jack was capable of anything, but this? He loved me. Even when we split up, he still loved me. You should know that. I mean, by all the things you've read by now. Jack would do anything for me! I'm like his bloody sister!

But maybe the sight of his best friend kissing his fiancee made him mad. Hmmm...how does it feel to have the tables turned?

Oh, that hasn't happened yet.

"Jack, please..." I begged him, as I looked back to see Will being restrained by people I didn't recognize, "NO! Jack, what are you doing?" Jack dug the knife deeper. I felt blood beginning to roll down my neck as he pushed me into a longboat. I wiped the blood off of my neck, as I stared up into the murderous face of Jack Sparrow.

"I swear, Mrs. Turner, you make a sound. And I will kill you." Jack's eyes had something in them that I had never seen, nor do I ever want to see again. He began to row me to a ship that clearly wasn't the Pearl. My heart began pounding against my chest as I found the words to say, "Is this about Will? Jack, I'm sorry but-"

"I thought I told you to be quiet, Mrs. Turner. So shut the bloody hell up." He spat at me. Two things caught me off guard in that sentence. One) Jack said 'ell, not hell and Two)

"What did you just call me?" Shouldn't I be Swanson at this time? I wasn't even suppossed to be Mrs. Turner for another century and a half! That meant- "Who the hell are you?"

He smirked as he picked me up, and shoved me on the steps that led up into the ship. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I climbed into the ship. Once I was on, he pushed me, pulling me into another death grip as he hissed, "Welcome aboard the Queen Anne's Revenge-" He immediatley (I kid you not) turned into none other than Captain Barbossa. "-Mrs. Turner."

Oh.

My.

Goodness.

What.

The.

Bloody.

Hell?

"WHAT DID YOU DO WITH JACK?" I yelled, trying to get away from him. He pulled me back, and pressed the knife back against my throat in the same spot he had earlier, causing me to cry out in pain. "Don't be worrin' about him, Mrs. Turner. It's not him we're after."

"Where's Will?" I asked him, on the verge of tears as a pair of scarily familar boots came walking down the stairs. You know, if the smoking beard didn't give it away. "Ah, Ellie my dear. All grown up and lookin' exceptionally gorgeous, aren't we?" I closed my eyes as I felt Blackbeard pull me out of Barbossa's grasp and hold my chin very tightly as he said, "You and that damned Jack Sparrow sent me to the locker. All I wanted was that chest, but no. You two pirates had to go and sink my bloody ship! Well, love. I'm back. And you're going to pay for it once we've got that damned chest. Now where is the diamond?"

"What diamond?"

He smacked me, causing me to fall backwards. Pulling me up, roughly, he asked me in a harsher tone, "Where the bloody hell is that damn diamond, Elle? You know good and well where it is?" When I didn't answer him, he pushed me backwards again. I would have flipped over the edge of the ship, had I not grabbed on to the railing.

"Put 'er in the brig with the rest of the lot." Barbossa grabbed me in a grip of iron as he pushed me down the stiars and into one of the cells. Slamming the door shut, he said in a mocking tone, "Mr. Turner's not immortal yet..."

When he was gone, I let a tear roll down my cheek. "Love, are you arlight?" Oh, gosh. I knew that voice from anywhere. Only this time, he wasn't talking like he was about to kill me, he was talking in that caring, gentle voice he always used on me...well, in the future. I spun around to meet his black eyes as I asked, "Jack? Is that really you?"

He stepped out of the shadows to let me seeJack Sparrow. "Aye, it is, love." I sighed out of relief and ran into his arms. He wrapped his own tightly around me and kissed the top of my head. "What's going on?" I asked him, as he pulled me down to a bench that was on the other side of the cell. I laid my head on his shoulder as he kept a protective arm around me, "I don't know, love. After you gave Will the diamond, it made me snap out of it too. Barbossa found me. Did something weird with one of those jewels..." Jack rested his head on mine as he said, "He became me and locked me down here. Damn, Elle. I thought you were dead."

I don't think I've ever heard Jack's voice as scared as it sounded at that moment. He moved the hand that was on my shoulder up and down in a comforting manner. This was the Jack so many people didn't know. "Darlin', where's Will?"

"They've got him, Jack." I said, pulling back from him to look his his concern filled eyes. "Jack, he's not immortal now. They can kill him." He shook his head and said, "No, they won't, love."

"What?"

He closed his eyes, and said to me in a soft voice, "They're not going to kill, Will. They're trying to get us to talk is all. They're not going to kill him... I know, I've been imprisoned by this bloody beast before..." Jack rested his head against the bars, keeping an arm around me as he pulled at his dreadlocks. They were dripping wet, and most of them were coming undone to let his curls out.

"Jack, what about Elizabeth?" I asked him, when it finally hit me. She needed to be saved, Jack and Will were going to do that. But now they were captured...but Barbossa's up deck! Shouldn't he have Elizabeth?

Jack opened his gorgeous dark eyes and said to me, "Love, she's not here." When I opened my mouth to ask him what he was talking about he cut me off and said, "We've been struck by the power of the chest. Most of the people you've talked to in the last two years haven't really been there. They're not really those people, they're not spirits either, but they weren't really there."

"Goodness, it sounds like my Will's...my father's...whosever it is, Locker!" I said to him. He nodded and said, "Quite like it, actually. Believe me I should know." My heart fell when I remembered when I heard Jack had died. I had never felt worse in my entire life than I did at that moment. I completely hated my father for it, though he wouldn't do anything about it. Jack did have a debt to pay. I understood that. But it didn't make it any easier.

Thinking of that memory, I snuggled back into Jack whose arms automatically wrapped back around me. He kissed the top of my head before resting his head on mine as he said to me what Will had said only moments ago, "We'll think of something."

And I had the same feeling I did when Will told me that...

I couldn't believe it.