One year later –
The day was perfect. Her father was there, James and Sarah were there with tiny Victoria, the crew was there and most importantly Jack was there.
James gave a beautiful ceremony on the beach, on a little deserted island in the middle of nowhere that held wonderful memories for Jack and Elizabeth. Or at least memories they could look back on and laugh at - once Jack finally got over the rum burning which Elizabeth had a sneaking suspicious he still held a small grudge against her for.
And he slipped a gold ring around her finger adorned with a very large black pearl and the day was even more perfect.