"I'll kill him," my eyes snapped open and met with my brother's. He didn't have a clue what I was talking about.

"What?" he asked, but I turned my gaze on Will. If anyone could help me with my need to make George suffer, it was him.

"Let me get him." I demanded through clenched teeth. Will blinked back at me, looking just as confused as James.

"Who?" he frowned. I realised that Will had roughly the same clues as James had as to what I was talking about and was therefor just as clueless.

"George," I narrowed my eyes and Will looked down at his bloody list. He turned a page over and scanned a few names. I felt the urge to rip the list out of his hands and shred it to a million pieces using my bare teeth. I managed to stop myself, but my anger was almost blinding. My jaw was clenched so tightly it hurt. Will looked back up at me.

"He's on his way…" he looked solemn at the news and almost sad. This made me want to punch him in the face until I remembered that there was no way that he could know of George's recent development, which had seen him turn into a complete and utter whelp. Will looked at me, "How did you know that he…?"

"He tried to kill my baby!" I said, not even attempting to keep my voice level. Will's eyes widened dramatically and he and James looked at each other.

"George?! As in… as in… our George?" he asked incredulously. I nodded. Will shook his head to clear it. "No… no he wouldn't…"

"You have no idea what he's like now, no idea what I've been through because of him," I told him. James looked more than a little bit guilty. He cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other.

"Er…" he muttered. "I… uh, may be partly at fault for some of that."

"Yes." I replied dryly. "Yes you may be."

There was a short silence, during which we both stared at each other. I could see the guilt in his eyes battling over his defence that from his point of view he had been doing what was best for me by attempting to untangle my life from a life of piracy. "I'm sorry," he said eventually. "But, I didn't think that- "

"It's all right," I smiled. "How were you to know that he would turn into a complete madman who would take me, lie to me, hold me against my will, chase me and my husband around the globe, try to kill my aforementioned husband on several occasions and then end up trying to kill my new-born son just so that he could fulfil the marriage agreement that you and he had previously reached without consulting me on the matter?"

The guilt had now completely overcome any form of defensiveness that had remained. Will's look of shock intensified. His mouth hung slightly open and his eyebrows were the highest up his forehead that I had ever seen them. "George…" he whispered in disbelief, still shaking his head. "I can't believe it…"

James gulped, "I'm sorry… really, I am, I just… I saw you with Sparrow and I knew that you... I just wanted better for you, that's all."

"Better for me?!" I repeated. I could feel myself swelling with anger. "What is wrong with my choice of husband?!" I asked dangerously.

James looked like he wanted to argue, but thought better of it. "Nothing."

"Good." I decided to let it slide this time, there were other people who I was angrier with. Having been reminded by this, I turned back to Will. "Let me see him."

"Who?"

"George. WHO DO YOU BLOODY THINK?!" I snapped. Will took a step back and I saw James flinch. Rebecca squirmed in my arms.

"Well… em, you could wait for him, but…" Will started to stammer under my angry glare. "It would cut into a lot of your time to get home. But… it's up to you."

"Urgh," I groaned in frustration. I looked down at Rebecca and my anger seemed to evaporate slowly. As much as I would have liked to make George suffer, there were more important things to be done. I had to get Rebecca and myself home and back to life as soon as possible. I had to hope that George would get what he deserved when he got to whatever was waiting for him on the Other Side. I took a few deep breaths and looked back up again. "Fine," I sighed. "Fine. Let's go." I paused and looked at Will, "But if you see him, you tell him that-"

"I know, I know," he said hastily. I narrowed my eyes.

"Good." I nodded. "Then let's go."

Will nodded back and pointed out to sea. If I'd had a heartbeat the shock of what I saw would have sped it up. As it was, I had to settle for a gasp. This couldn't be real… could it? "Will…" I whispered. "Is that…? No. No it can't be."

Will smiled at my disbelief. "It isn't just dead people that come here, Izzy."

"The Pearl?" I smiled at the name and at the familiarity of the sight of the ship floating nearby. Then the realization hit me. "She sank?"

Will nodded, "Yes. Not too long ago. I had a feeling I'd need her. You can use her to get home and, if you're lucky, when you get there you can keep her there."

"I had no idea she'd sank," I admitted, but I supposed that it would make sense. We had left her tied up and in the path of both George and Blackbeard, I should have known that her sinking would have been inevitable. Will's eyes flickered to Rebecca and then he looked to James.

"Are you still going with her?"

"Of course."

Will nodded. They both seemed unsettlingly serious. I studied them both, but I wasn't sure whether or not I was reading too much into their expressions. I was sure that I saw a look pass between them. I didn't have enough confidence in my suspicions to question them about it, so I let the moment pass. Will looked back to me. "All right," he said. "The Pearl will take you where you need to be. The journey won't be very straightforward, but you should get there… as long as you don't run out of time. Will you be all right?"

"I'll have to be," I said. I was determined even though Will had been incredibly vague as to what I might come across I was not going to underestimate it. I had been through so many weird and wonderfully terrifying things that I had learnt never to underestimate anything. Ever.

"Good," Will smiled at my determination. He put a hand between my shoulder blades and began to guide me away from the Dutchman and towards where the Pearl was moored. "Now, listen," he said. "Go as fast as you can and… this flitting between the two worlds that you can do… does Rebecca always come with you?"

"Yes," I nodded. "Always." Will looked thoughtful, "I see."

I didn't trust his tone. "What?"

He looked suspiciously innocent, "Nothing." He knew that he wasn't going to get away with his questionable answers. "I was just wondering whether or not she would go with you at the time you were travelling there if you weren't holding her when you went there."

I thought it over. It was an interesting point, but I didn't really see its relevance. "Why is that important?" I asked. He hesitated. I thought I saw him exchange a look with James, but again I couldn't be sure. "Will…" I said dangerously.

"I just don't know if it's good for her, that's all. I mean, she's never had much experience in the Physical World. It could… it could be damaging," he saw the panic in my eyes and immediately rushed to try and fix it. "I don't know for sure, Izzy. This is all just my speculation."

James laid a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Next time it happens, leave her with me, just to be safe, okay?"

I nodded, feeling a little bit calmer. Will stopped in front of the Pearl and turned to me. "This is where I leave you."

"Oh," my heart sank. I had hoped to spend more time with him. I'd missed him since he'd been trapped here and bound to the Dutchman. I pulled him into a hug. He gave me a tight squeeze.

"When I come back," he said, his voice slightly muffled. "Will you meet me again?"

"Yes of course, of course I will," I promised. I pulled back from him; there were tears in both of our eyes. "I miss you."

He began walking back to the Dutchman, but he stopped and turned after a few steps. "If you see Elizabeth," he said. "Tell her I love her."

I nodded to show I understood. I watched him walk away. Neither of us say goodbye because we both knew that this wasn't final. It might take nine years, but our little group would be reunited again. James saw how far my mood was about to drop and he put his arm around me.

"Let's get you home, Izzy," he smiled.

"Yeah," I smiled, feeling myself cheer up. "That sounds good."

We took our first few steps onto the deck of the Pearl and she began to move automatically. It was surreal to see her so empty. I felt like the rest of the crew were here, but the eerie silence and empty stations told me that we were most definitely the only two on board. James wandered away from me, checking the ropes of the mainsheet as he clearly did not trust whatever kind of enchantment was steering this ship. I looked to the wheel. Seeing it empty caused a strong tug on my heart. I thought of Jack. He should have been up there. "I'm coming Jack," I said quietly to the empty wheel. I tried to picture him in the happy state that I was used to seeing him in, so that I wouldn't have to worry about the state he was in now… and what he might do now that I wasn't there to keep an eye on him.

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