A/N: cries heartily It's over! I can't believe it, it's over! No more parts to write! But I loved this story so! But I truly am amazed that I've finished it, and thankful to you all that you've read it.

I think I messed the time-line up a little bit, but please forgive me. The time-line in this one is right.

On a totally unrelated note, never give a hurt Beckett an unripe banana. Bad things shalt happen iff'n thou does.

That sentence was totally killed. Whatever.

"Will you stop with that infernal racket?" Jack asked me. I was still singing, clearly. Jack was meanwhile throughing stuff around the cave, picking and choosing through all the junk. I did stop, because I was getting tired of singing and out of breath.

"You should talk, you're throwing all that junk around."

"I am talking," Jack pointed out. Oh, modern idioms and their misunderstoodness in these olden times, I thought, rolling my eyes. Then Jack walked off, wearing a completely ridiculous crown, lopsided, and carrying as much treasure as he could.

"If you were waiting for the opportune moment," he said to Will. "That was it. Now if you'd be so kind, I'd be much ablidged if you'd drop me off at me ship."

"Jack, they took her," Jamie said. He, however, wasn't listening. We went out to the boat, and got Will to row because me and Jamie and Lizzie were tired and Jack had to hold onto his treasure.

"I'm sorry, Jack," Lizzie said once he could see that the Pearl really wasn't there.

"They done what's right by then, can't expect more than that," Jack said. I thought, well yes you can, but I didn't want to break the reflective silence. Plus, I was so tired that it took me about ten seconds to fall asleep on Jamie's shoulder, being rocked so gently by the ocean.

"And I grant both girls clemency as well, as they have done nothing wrong that we know of; they are innocents."

"Hardly," Jamie whispered to me. I giggled. It was the next day, and we had just returned to Port Royal. Will had also been granted clemency - whatever that was. I thought it had to do with being excused, or something like that. Anyway, we weren't going to be hanged, which was good. I still didn't know what would happen to me if I died.

"Come on, girls, time to leave," Will said.

"Oh, it's over?" I asked.

"No, we're leaving in the middle," Jamie said.

"I take it that was sarcastic," I said.

"Noooo," she said, dripping with sarcasim.

"Girls?" Will asked. I looked up.

"Oh, hi Will, and thanks for inviting us to crash at your place, I mean it's the least you can do considering you're the only one who has a place to sleep that doesn't invlove us wearing breath-constricting corsets." I turned to Jamie. "Come on, Jamie, I know where it is," I said, and I raced off in the direction of the blacksmith's. I banged the door open - it was still mostly broken anyway - and looked around. Everything was covered in about three inches of dust, and the donkey brayed at the sight of me. Everything was pretty much as Will had left it the night of the Pearl's attack, a sword half-finished lying on the anvil and one reduced to a puddle of metal lying in the forge. Had we been gone three days, or three months?

"This place is a wreck!" Jamie said, the second Will had appeared behind her.

"No one's been in here since the attack," Will said. "Brown's gone."

"Good riddance," I said. "He was completely pointless." Will raised his eyebrows at me, with a look on his face like, You knew that I made all the stuff and he did nothing but sit in the corner and get drunk? or something like that.

"Listen, Jack's going to be hanged tomorrow," Will said.

"We need a plan," I said.

"I might just have one," Jamie said.

"Look, Will," I whispered. There was Cotton's parrot on a flag pole held by Murtogg and Mullroy. Jack walked over to where Elizabeth, her father, and James were standing.

"Elizabeth," he said. "I should have told you every day from the moment I met you - I love you." I smiled. Finally. But now we had more important matters at hand.

"Will!" I hissed. He came back over and we pushed our way to the front of the crowd. Then multiple things happened at once.

Elizabeth fainted. Will unsheathed his sword. So did Jamie and I. "Move!" I shouted. We three ran to the very front of the crowd. The guns stopped. The hangman pulled the lever. The trap door opened. Will threw a sword. Jack fell onto the sword. His feet slipped on the metal. Jamie ran to help Will defeat the hangsman. I ran up and used my sword to chop Jack free. The only thing it's ever been useful for, I thought.

Then Jack cut his hands free. I jumped down off the stand. Jamie and Will followed. Jack pulled the noose off of his neck, and threw one end to Will. They trip up the men coming to get them, and all Jamie and I have to do is follow. Then they finally duck around a pillar, and come out surrounded. As are me and Jamie.

"I thought we might have to endure some sort of ill-concieved escape attempt," said Norrington.

"When did he get here?" I asked jokingly to Jamie, who simply shrugged.

"But not from you," Norrington continued.

"Upon our return to Port Royal, I granted you clemency," said Swann. "And this is how you thank me? By throwing in your lot with him? He's a pirate!"

"And a good man!" I said. Will and Jamie dropped their swords. Mine was safely in my sheath.

"If all I have achieved here is that the hangman will own two pairs of boots instead of one-"

"Uh, four," Jamie said.

"-then so be. At least my conscience will be clear."

"You forget your place, Mr. Turner," James said.

"It's right here," said Will smuggly. "Between you and Jack."

"As is mine," said Elizabeth, emerging from the crowd and joining us.

"Elizabeth!" said Swann. "Lower your weapons. For goodness sake, put them down!" he said. The men pointed their guns skyward.

"Don't you mean up?" I pointed out.

"Guess not," Jamie said.

"So this is where your heart truly lies, then," James said. He looked like he was about to cry. I felt so sorry for him at that moment, especially knowing what he would become. But then I remebered how he gave over the heart, and stopped feeling sorry for him. Kinda.

Elizabeth nodded. "It is." Jack looked up and saw Cotton's parrot flying over head.

"Well! I'm feeling rather good about this myself," Jack said.

"Not me, I'm leaving soon." I had explained to Will and Jamie last night, so only every single other person in the scene looked at me like I was crazy. Elizabeth and Jack, however, they just looked at me like, What is she planning now?"

"I think we've all arrived at a very special place, eh?" he said to Swann. "Spiritually, ecuminically, gramatically..." He turned to Norrington. "I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate."

"Get ready to jump," I whispered to Jamie. She nodded and moved to the edge of the battlement (I thought that's what the large stone thingie was called).

"Elizabeth," Jack said, turning to her, "It would have never worked between us, darling. I'm sorry." He headed towards the wall, then stopped. Will," he paused a moment, "Nice hat." He turned around and adressed the crowd at large.

"This is the day that you will always remember as the day that you-" And Jack tripped. Jamie jumped. I ran to the edge and saw that she would clear the rocks just fine, and make it back to the Pearl just fine.

"Idiot," laughed Gillette. "He's no where to go but back to the noose!"

"That's where you're an idiot," I said. "Look over there!" And I pointed to the edge of the cove, where the Pearl's outline was just starting to be visible.

"What's your plan of action? Sir?" At this point I really thought Norrington was crying. I thought I'd give him a hug before I left. He looked like he needed it.

"Perhaps on the rare occasion when pursuing the right course demands an act of piracy, piracy itself can be the right course," Swann said. I nodded.

"Truer words have never been spoken. Well, maybe they have," I said.

"Mister Turner," James said, turning around. Will turned around, but Elizabeth hung onto his arm.

"I'll accept the consequences of my actions," Will said.

"This is a beautiful sword," said James, admiring his sword. "I would expect the man who made it to show the same care and devotion in all aspects of his life." There was silence for a moment, and only now, after experiencing the movie, did I get what he meant.

"Thank you," Will said. James turned to leave.

"Commadore!" Gillette said. "What about Sparrow?"

"I think we can afford to give him one day's head start," James said. I ran over to him, following him.

"Hey James," I said. He started, and turned around, his men milling around him. "Can I ask you something?" He considered it, and apparently thought, Well why not? because he nodded.

"Did you loose someone else to a pirate?" He smiled at me pecularly, a knowing smile that told nothing; as if to say, think what you'd like, and turned and disappeared. I turned around, and was just in time to see Will and Elizabeth's kiss. I sighed, and then a familar fog suddenly wrapped around me.

"I'd just like to go home now," I said to Selene.

"That is perfectly all right," she said. "But remember, you promised you would return, and so you must." It was true, I had promised Jamie I'd be back in a year, when I knew what was going to happen and wouldn't mess up a future plot by not knowing what went on. I smiled, happy to be headed home, back to my modern music, my modern expressions, and my modern way of life.

A/N:It's over! I left out the part in the night because I didn't feel like writing it and because I thought it would be a good place for a one-shot later. Speaking of one-shots, I have a story idea about the future of Jamie, Jack, Jamie's crew, Lizzie, Ana, Will, Gibbs, and the rest of the gang that I have a one-shot to start off. I will post the one-shot asap so you can read it. Probably by tonight or tomorrow.

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