Welcome to the At World's End edition of Barbossa and Joanna's story. Sit back and enjoy the story!

P.S. Tia Dalma's character was hard to write so she may be ooc

Barbossa woke up to a mind numbing pain in his chest. He took a deep breath as he opened his eyes. Wait! He was breathing? He could feel pain? He could open his eyes? That meant he was alive! How was that possible? Barbossa opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings. He was in a room full of junk.

"Barbossa", he heard.

He turned toward the voice and saw a woman. Tia Dalma sat at his said.

"You shouldn't move so much", she said.

Barbossa tried to remember what happened before he woke up. He remembered nothing but darkness. Jack Sparrow shot him in the heart. Barbossa looked at his bare chest. In the place of a gunshot wound was a scar. He gasped as he remembered something else. Joanna. She was in the cave with him. She was by his side as he drew his final breath.

"Joanna", he said as he sat up.

"Barbossa, you shouldn't be up", Tia Dalma said.

"Where be Joanna? Where is she?"

"The other room", she answered.

Tia Dalma wrapped her arm around Barbossa and led her to Joanna's room. His expression went from worry to horrific as he saw Joanna. She laid in a bed dead. Her face was drenched in blood as he saw the gunshot wound to the temple. Barbossa walked toward her and took her hand. She was as cold as ice.

"What happened to her?" he asked.

"She kill herself", Tia Dalma said. "To be with he she truly love."

"Can she be brought back?"

"I may bring her back. I demand payment."

Barbossa searched his pockets and found nothing. He had nothing Tia Dalma could accept as a fair payment.

"What can I offer ya?" he asked.

"A bargain", she said. "The song will be sung. Calypso would need to be free."

"I need the nine pirate lords of the Brethren Court ta do that", Barbossa said.

"You will go to the Brethren Court and release me. If not..."

Tia Dalma put her hand on Joanna's head. Barbossa watched in horror as her face was skeletonized into nothing but bones.

"Stop!" he said.

She removed her hand. Joanna's face went back to normal.

"I'll do it. We have a bargain."

Tia Dalma smiled showing her black teeth.

"The payment is fair", she said as she sat down at a table.

She picked up a handful of crab claws and began shaking them. She closed her eyes and muttered a few words before droping the crab claws on the table.

"Your precious one say she will come back", she said. "We need to heal the wound."

Tia Dalma went into the other room for a minute. She came back with a bowl full of water and a rag.

"You wash the blood from her body. I will begin the healing mixture."

Barbossa sighed as he took the water to Joanna's room. He put the stuff down to untie Joanna's bandana. He grimaced as he saw the bullet lodged in her skull.

"Why did ya do this ta yerself?" he asked her lifeless body. "Ye could've gone on living. Ya could've found another person ta love."

He dipped the rag into the water and began washing the blood off her face. He stopped as he looked at her peaceful face. Even in death, Joanna still maintained the beauty she had in life. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to her ice cold lips. Tia Dalma brought in a cauldron full of a warm bubbling goo. She picked up a knife to take the bullet out of Joanna's head. Barbossa looked away as she began to dig and probe the bullet out. She smiled as she held up a bloody bullet.

"That be it?" he asked.

"The mixture has to heal the wound", Tia Dalma said. "It will take three days."

She scooped some of the mixture and poured it into the gunshot wound. Tia Dalma bandaged the wound.

"I have done what I can...for now."