Hello everyone! I can't believe that this is the LAST chapter of On Hyperly Obsessed Tides! *tear tear* I want to thank you all for your wonderful support! I really couldn't have gotten this far without you. I want to thank Lady Electricity again for inspiring me to write Hyper Obsession and who has become a good friend of mine. I will be writing a new series for a TV show next, and I hope you all continue on to read it. What TV show it is, is yet to be revealed! Until then, please enjoy the last chapter of On Hyperly Obsessed Tides.

After about three days on the Revenge, they stopped for Maisie and Jack to take care of some 'business'.

"One pistol. One shot. Should do you just fine, Preggers." Maisie said, tossing the pistol at Preggers' head.

"Am I to use this to kill myself before I starve?" Preggers spat.

"This is a well-travelled trade route." Jack said, stepping in. "You could signal a passing ship. Or you could sing, and lure some other sailor to his doom." He added with a glare.

"How am I to get free of these bonds?"

"You got out of them half an hour ago, dumbass." Maisie crossed her arms. Preggers couldn't deny she got called out, and she held her hands up in surrender.

"Now, we must be on our way." Jack said, taking Maisie's hand and leading her back to the rowboat.

"Wait!" Preggers got up and chased after them, grabbing Jack by the vest and yanking him back. "Admit it. You still love me."

"Uh..." Jack blinked.

"Oh give it up, Preggers! HE DOESN'T FUCKING LOVE YOU! Yeesh." Maisie sighed. Preggers spun around and in one swift movement, slugged Maisie in the face. Maisie stumbled back and held her nose. "BITCH! C'mere so I can kill you..."

"SHUT IT!" Jack yelled, waving his hands and stepping in between the two fuming women. "Mai, let's go." He took Maisie's hand and hurried off towards the rowboat. Preggers ran and got her pistol and took aim. The shot went off, but it didn't hit either of them. Instead, the bullet landed in the water, creating a little plume.

"MISSED! SEE YA LATER, PREGGERS!" Maisie cheered, waving as the island got smaller and smaller. They rowed up to the Revenge, Jack climbing up first and then leaning back down to help Maisie.

"Oh my god, what happened to your nose?" Flik asked as Maisie stepped foot on the deck.

"Preggers punched me."

"Oooer, missus! You better get her back for that."

"I did. She's stranded on an island and will probably die. Muahaha!" Maisie chuckled evilly before a twinge of pain ran over her face from her nose. "Ow..." She headed towards her cabin. As she was wiping the blood with a cloth, a light knock came at the door. "Come in."

"Hey." Tori stepped in.

"Hey...ow...What's up?"

"Oh, nothin' much. How's the nose?"

"It hurts like hell. Didn't know she could actually hit." Maisie forced a small smile.

"Well I hope it gets better."

"Yeah, same. So-"

"OHMIGOD!" Tori burst out suddenly.

"What?"

"I need to go tell Barbossa."

"What? What do you need to tell him?" Maisie asked, completely lost.

"Oh my god I can't believe I almost forgot! I have to go tell him right now." And with that, Tori was out the door.

"TELL HIM WHAT?" Maisie shouted after her. Sighing, Maisie turned back to the mirror and continued dabbing her nose.

Three weeks later...

"Do we really have to go?" Jack complained as Maisie put the bread in the basket.

"Yes, Jack. Will and Erin invited us."

"Aye, but that was ten years ago."

"So? An invitation is an invitation. We're going." Maisie said. She took him by the sleeve and dragged him out the door of the tavern. They made their way to the docks where Erin, Will, Flik and Norry were waiting for them.

"Aha! Here they are!" Erin smiled as they stepped onto the deck of Will's boat. "You're late, baka." Erin added under her breath, giving Maisie a light slap upside the head.

"Auntie Mai!" The twins cried, running and wrapping their arms around her legs.

"Hey, kiddos! Why don't you go and say hi to Uncle Jack?" Maisie suggested. The twins bolted off and decided to tackle Jack to the ground with hyper screams. Erin and Maisie laughed as they watched Will and Jack play with the kids. Flik sat nearby with Rebecca and Norry. Maisie, Tori and Erin began setting the table for their dinner.

Finally, it was time. A huge explosion of water erupted next to them, and the Dutchman appeared. Bootstrap waved to them from the helm as he sailed close enough to board.

"Dad!" Will smiled as he went to embrace his father. Erin followed, then the twins. After the brief reunion was over, they all sat down for dinner. Bootstrap told them stories (mostly to entertain the twins) of the deep sea and floating ghosts. It was at this moment, as Maisie listened and observed everything around her, that she was finally relaxed and at peace. There were no curses, no overemotional bitches trying to win over her husband, no...chaos. Everything was calm and smooth going. It was just what she needed.

"And then, the terrible monster opened it's mouth and bellowed so loud, I was nearly whisked off my feet!" Bootstrap told the kids. They giggled and begged for more. Jack wrapped an arm around Maisie's shoulders, planting a kiss to her cheek as he picked the uneaten food off her plate and proceeded to put it in his mouth. Rebecca was quite well behaved, as she only let out three ear-piercing screeches through the entire evening. After dinner, they walked off of the boat and onto the beach, where Bootstrap finally felt the earth beneath his feet after ten years. As they walked along the shoreline, Bootstrap pulled Maisie aside.

"I never did get to thank you." He said in a low voice.

"Oh, I didn't really do anything. Thank Erin. She worked so hard on this dinner."

"I don't mean dinner. I meant that day you saved my life."

Maisie suddenly had a flashback:

"Father!" Will screamed. Bootstrap staggered backwards, collapsing onto the deck. Maisie snatched the heart out of Jack's hand and ran to Bootstrap.

"Oi! Get back here! Mai!" Jack chased after her. She knelt down and put Bootstrap's knife in his hand. She guided the hand to the heart. Jones's tentacles flickered as he struggled for air.

"Father! Father, no!" Will knelt down, taking Bootstrap's cold hand in his. Maisie stood up and went over to Jack, hugging him tightly, sobbing. He stroked her back gently. All of the other fish dudes began to chant.

"Part of the crew, part of the ship, part of the crew, part of the ship." They advanced on Bootstrap. Jack let go of Maisie and tugged Erin up by her sleeve.

"C'mon! Let's go!" He shouted. Will wouldn't leave his father's side.

"Father..."

"Get up, Orlando! There's nothing more you can do!" Erin pulled at his jacket. He stood up reluctantly and followed her to Jack and Maisie who were preparing for their escape. One of the fish dudes removed Bootstrap's knife from the heart and began to cut through the flesh.

"The Dutchman must have a captain..."

Maisie snapped out of her flashback.

"It was the least I could do."

"Then I guess it's fair enough to say that I am forever in your debt."

"Oh, don't think of it like that." Maisie shrugged. "You weren't meant to die."

Bootstrap nodded and looked at his feet before continuing. "Well, just let me repay you. I'll give you anything. Ask and it's yours."

"Oh, no..."

"No, really. Ask."

"Well there is one thing..." Maisie said as she leaned up and whispered it into his ear.

"I'll see that it's done. In the meantime, keep an eye on Will for me." Bootstrap smiled. Maisie returned the smile and watched as he began to trudge back into the water. She rejoined Jack and the rest of the gang.

The next day...

"Welcome to your home, Rebecca Norrington." Norry smiled as he opened the door to their house. Flik stepped inside, happy to see the familiar cream colored walls. They made their way upstairs, where rested Rebecca in the crib they had just gotten from Erin. She then laid back on the bed and stretched out, sighing in happiness. Norry removed his jacket and lay down, wrapping his arms next to her. Soon enough, they drifted off for a well needed nap. Everything was perfect, and Flik intended on keeping it that way.

Jack woke up alone in the bed and scratched his head. This never happened before...He thought, rolling out of bed and getting dressed. He reached over the bed to where his shirt had been discarded by Maisie last night and as he did, he spotted a note on her pillow. He opened it and read it out loud:

"Meet me at the docks at noon sharp." It was Maisie's handwriting. Folding the letter and tucking it into his pocket, Jack finished getting dressed before heading out the door.

Will and Erin woke up to Daniel and Sarah jumping on the bed, screaming at them to get up. Once up, they proceeded to run around them in circles. As chaotic and loud as it was, Erin wouldn't have it any other way.

Jack hurried down the street to the docks. He walked down them, scanning each one for Maisie until he spotted her waiting by a dinghy.

"Luv, what on earth is going on here?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her, happy to have found her. "I woke up alone. I don't like that..." He growled playfully, planting a kiss on her neck.

"Sorry. C'mon, I have something to show you." Maisie said, hopping into the dinghy and beginning to untie the mooring line. They set the small sail, and drifted out of the Port Royal harbor.

"Look at you, sailing this all by yourself, luv." Jack praised Maisie as he sat back and watched her man the dinghy. "Although, I have to give myself credit for teaching you." Maisie chuckled and brought the dinghy around the corner. It was then, that Jack froze and stared at the sight ahead of him.

"It can't be..." He muttered under his breath. But it was. The Black Pearl swayed in the rolling waves, beckoning them home. Maisie sailed up to the Pearl and began her ascent up the side. Jack followed in a trance.

"How...?" He meandered around the deck, caressing the familiar black wood.

"Well," Maisie said, coming up and looping her arm through Jack's. "I guess Bootstrap owed me for saving his life. He said he could give me anything that I wanted. And the thing I wanted most, was our home." She smiled. "So, he raised the Pearl from the depths for us. Debt free." Maisie explained. Jack grinned from ear to ear.

"Oh, Mai! I love you so much! C'mere!" He pulled her in for a long, passionate kiss. The kiss began to escalate, and before she knew it, Maisie was on her back, Jack looming over her.

"Ah...great! You know, I knew you two would be lovey-dovey. But on the deck? Really?" A familiar voice said from above them. Head snapping up, Jack spotted Tori leaning on the chart table.

"What's she doing here?" Jack asked.

"Well even if we tried, we could sail the Pearl alone. Jack, meet your..." She counted on her fingers: Gibbs, her, then Tori, "Third Mate!"

"At your service, Captain!" Tori smiled. Gibbs appeared a minute later.

"Jack!" Gibbs rushed forward to embrace Jack who had stood up by then. "Welcome back to the Pearl, Jack."

"So, Captain!" Maisie yelled from the helm. "Where to?"

Jack smiled wide and joined her at the helm.

"Wherever the wind takes us."

The End