Tia Dalma was still sitting motionless. She could literally feel Jack Sparrow's heartbeat getting quieter and quieter, seeming to slip into another world.

A single tear trickled down her face and mingled with the ocean water, then she raised her head and looked piercingly at Temari.

The younger woman stared back before she rolled her shoulders and hissed, "Come on! We have to keep going. We can't help Jack any more."

But Tia Dalma made no move to help her. She was plunged into a painful memory.

It was a tropically warm day. She was living in a small hut on Tortuga, as she had intended to stay in her human body for a longer period of time.

There she could often meet Jonathan, the man she had the same feelings for as she once had felt for Davy Jones. She and he had made a devilish pair.

Jonathan Swann occupied the post of admiral of the Royal Navy, but he had taken a liking to Tortuga and to the outlaws and whenever he could, he came to the island.

Tia Dalma startled. In a cradle two little girls were lying, just six months old, and one of them began to cry piteously. She bent down to the cradle and smiled.

The wish for a successor had seemed almost impossible to her. But it had come true.

She took the smaller girl in her arms and whispered soothing words in her ear. Immediately, the little one became quiet and smiled at Tia Dalma. The two had no names yet.

When the little one was calm again, Tia Dalma put her daughter back with the other child. Only one of them was her daughter, and yet she cared for both with devotion and genuine love. However, they were both from Jonathan and at that moment he came running through the door.

"They know! They followed me."

His eyes widened and he snorted heavily.

Tia Dalma resignedly sank down on a chair. Jonathan came to her and took her face in his hands.

"You have to give them both to me. When they find out that I have two children with you … I will take good care of them and I will also think of a story to tell them. I will find families for them who will take them in," he spoke frantically to her.

Tia Dalma knew Jonathan was right. It was still a lot to ask.

"I'll give you one. I will keep the little one. I will look for a family for her myself. One day I will find them both again. But to perhaps pave the way for her, take this amulet with you. Destiny will bring her to me with it."

Tia Dalma vigorously tore off her necklace and gave Jonathan the girl who was not hers and the amulet.

She took him in her arms, gave the girl another kiss on the forehead and stroked Jonathan's face. Then she kissed him.

To him, the kiss felt like goodbye and the salt from her tear only reinforced his assumption. He adored this unpredictable woman. A mystery like the depths of the sea she was.

As he ran out the door with the small child in his arms, Tia Dalma knew she would never see Jonathan again.

And so it came to pass. She had given her own daughter to a warm family near Port Royals in the hope that Jonathan would eventually see and recognise her by chance.

The other girl had kept Jonathan with him and told everyone that her mother had died in childbirth.

Jonathan had fallen in a skirmish.

Calypso had laid him gently in a more beautiful spot on the seabed. The pain of Jonathan's death had been terrible, almost as terrible as Davy Jones' betrayal.

She wanted to find her daughter and foster daughter and end her existence. She had endured too much pain, and she knew it would repeat itself forever.

That was why she had fetched Barbossa and charged him with bringing both women to her and not Jack. Jack would have asked too many questions and possibly prevented her from giving up her existence …

Tia Dalma was pulled out of her thoughts. She heard a voice in her head – the voice of Rose.

Calypso – Rose breathed to her.

Tia Dalma opened her eyes again and the first thing she saw was the former captain of the Black Pearl. Jack's heart was incredibly attached to life. He was no longer aware of anything, she was sure of that, and yet she could hear the ponderous beating in his chest when she wanted to.

Tia Dalma turned her eyes from him. Rose swam alongside the boat and touched Tia Dalma's arm. Apologetically, Rose looked up at her.

Temari paddled resolutely, but not without suspicion, in the direction of the Pearl to take refuge behind her from the projectiles. This Rose had just appeared out of nowhere.

Tia Dalma's gaze still rested on Rose. Hate and love surged within her.

But she could take care of Jack. Tia Dalma looked at Temari scrutinisingly, then, without a word of explanation, closed her eyes and bent over Jack. Her mouth was about to touch his when Rose pulled on her and held her off.

Don't! She's not ready yet – Tia Dalma heard Rose again in her head.

Rose gave Temari a cursory sideways glance.

"He must not die, he must not be dead. He has his part to play and it is not over yet," said Tia Dalma.

Rose smiled sadly and now spoke for real, "Calypso, you and your simple-minded fondness for humans. There has always been too much room in your heart for them. Why for him?"

"He loves the sea as it is and doesn't want to change anything. I can bring him back. They need him."

Rose held Tia Dalma's arm and shook her head resolute. "No, let me do it. As redemption. A part of me remains."

She squinted back at the Fortune, but then shook her head again. "I do it in the hope you can forgive me one day. I love you, even if I haven't always been able to show it. When I'm gone, you'll tell them about their origins."

With these words, and overhearing Tia Dalma's energetic objections, Rose pushed herself out of the water and leaned over the edge of the boat.

She looked at Jack's face. Better, he really was worth it. She sensed Calypso spoke the truth — Rachel needed him.

With one last glance over her shoulder at the Fortune and at Tia Dalma and Temari, Rose said goodbye.

She gave Jack a breathy kiss, and she left her body, which sank into the water.

Tia Dalma quickly grabbed Rose's cold arm and pulled the limp body into the boat. Jack came to life with a fit of coughing.