A/N: Ok so my fourth story! Yay!!! I know it's sorta long for a first chapter but I want to know what you all think and if I should continue on with it. Takes place in the middle of AWE when the crew finds Jack in the locker. Enjoy and please review!

Disclaimer: POTC belongs to Disney

The Black Pearl slid down the mountain of sand and Mr. Gibbs and the rest of the crew ran towards their beloved captain. Elizabeth looked up in hope as she spotted the man she loves and found out that he is alright. She had been devastated and overcome with guilt ever since she… ever since she did was best for the crew….. ever since she murdered him. Ever since she murdered Jack, the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow that she had come to both hate and love. It was quite an unconventional pairing but she couldn't deny the attraction and neither could he. They were meant for each other and yet… she had killed him and for selfish reasons. Only to save herself. To save herself from the fate to which she had condemned him. It had pained her. The guilt was unbearable and she had even considered taking her own life. She thought it a fair punishment for her unforgivable crime. She wanted to run into Jack's arms and kiss him as she did before she killed him… but…would he have her? After what she did, would he still love her and give himself up to her as he did once? She rather doubted it. And after all, what about Will? Did he see the kiss? Does he still love her? She wouldn't dare want to break his heart but then again, could she bare to break her own, again? And that of the one she loved? But perhaps did not love her back… at least…. Not anymore. Tears filled her eyes as she remembered the first day after Jack was killed.

Elizabeth POV

I can't believe what I've done. I said I wasn't sorry. I only was talking about the kiss, that, I was definitely not sorry for. His lips were so wanting and his kiss, so warm. His eyes filled with passion and desire and lust. Another thing was there, too. Hope? Perhaps. Hope that the woman he was attracted to but thought unattainable might actually feel something for him. And then I crushed those hopes. I must have devastated him. He trusted me! How could I? I condemned him to a dreadful fate. Today, we go to Tia Dalma. I will do whatever it takes to get him back. What would Will think? Oh, what do I care about Will. He is a dear friend, yes, but nothing more than that. Ever since the day that Jack rescued me, I knew I felt a connection. He had actually proposed to me! And was man enough not to kiss me even though it was obvious he wanted to but he did not want to betray Will nor compromise my honor and how did I repay him? By taking what I wanted from him and betraying him all the same. But isn't that Jack's motto? Take what you can and give nothing back? He called me a pirate. A real pirate. After all, what I did, was definitely a pirate-like act. I killed the man I love. If I ever see him again, I will apologize. I feel so awful, and I only hope Tia Dalma can help. She has the answers for everything, right? Surely she'll do what it takes to get Jack back. She must know I love him. If not, I'll tell her, when Will is not around, of course. I wonder if he'll ever forgive me…

Not likely, she thought. Jack came ashore and stepped out of his dinghy. He immediately began speaking to Mr. Gibbs and Will. Poor Will. He does not know… Oh my… He's seen me.

Jack searched the crowd and saw her. He saw his murderess. His pirate. His Lizzie. He had not expected her to be there. Surely it was the guilt that brought her there. He could not stand to look at her.

Jack's POV

Why is she here? Why does she continue to haunt me? This must be a dream. Gibbs says I'm in the locker. Why would she want to come and save me? Oh. Right. Guilt. Or perhaps she expects me to still want her. Right. Do I? Yes, of course. I want her more than anything but after what she did…. Oh look. Will's still here, is that why she won't talk to me?

"Jack… Thank God you're safe. We've come to rescue you"

"We? You and your fiancé? Well, that's all quite good but I have a ship and you don't so it looks like you lot need rescuing. Not sure as I'm in the mood."

"You need a crew, Jack." said Will.

"Why should I sail with any of you? 4 of you have tried to kill me in the past." he said, looking at Elizabeth.

He was going to continue and name his killer but she looked at him with pleading eyes not to go further.

Jack's POV

Why is she looking at me like that? Oh… She's not told them. Why keep it a secret? It was a noble pirate act. She doesn't deserve my help. And they deserve to know who's responsible for my death. Sorry Lizzie, it's nothing personal.

"What are you saying Jack?" asked Will.

Then, Jack eyed Elizabeth intently.

"One of you succeeded."

Elizabeth looked at all of the crew as they eyed her both surprised and angered. She backed up and tears filled her eyes. Jack began to feel bad. He had hurt her, his Lizzie. She looked deep into Jack's eyes with sadness and a silent apology for a moment before she turned around and darted off. Will grabbed her by the arm and forced her to stay. She looked at Will with anger and resentment.

"Let go of me."

"Did you kill Jack?"

"I said let go. Please… Will…"

Her voice cracked at the sound of his name… He would surely hate her now and obviously Jack already did so she was alone. She had no one in the world now. He let go of her. She looked at the fine men around her and then to Jack.

"What do you want me to say?"

"No need to blame Miss Swann. She did what any of you would have done. Although, I must admit that killing your Captain is quite a punishable crime."

"Curiosity killed the Captain. You can't possibly hold this against me."

"That's for them to decide."

He leaned in so close to her and whispered so only she could hear.

"I'll be getting you back later, meself, Pirate."

He then signaled to the entire crew.

"But before that… William and the rest of ye will go and get me ship. She… drifted. Miss Swann will stay here until you lot return."

He eyed Will triumphantly.

"I don't think so, Jack. What value is she to you?"

"Oh, none at all, mate. See…" he said, putting his arm around her, "She's my leverage. My insurance, if you will. That you won't take me ship to go and find ye father."

"If you lay one hand on her…"

"You'll what. You've no need to worry, young William. I've no intention of going within reach of her. Too frightening, she is."

To Elizabeth- "Will you be ok?"

"Yes. I'll be fine."

"Yes, yes. She'll be fine. She can certainly handle herself. Go on, now. We haven't got all day."

"I'll return as soon as I can, Elizabeth."

She tried to force a smile but her sense of unease did not go unnoticed. By Will or by Jack. She wasn't uneasy that she was staying with Jack. On an island. Alone. Although he had said he'd get her back and he definitely was the type to get revenge and to always come out on top. An eye for an eye. That's how he saw it, she was sure. But what would he do? Chain her to a tree? Kill her? Maybe even… kiss her? Or perhaps take advantage of her. It wasn't until the longboat had already left with Will in it that she started to walk opposite that of the beloved (to some people) Captain. For the next 5 minutes, all he did was stare at her. She could feel his brownish-black eyes boring into her back, her very soul. She imagined he was contemplating his next plot. How to get back to her, as it were. She stiffened as she felt his presence step closer and closer to her. Instinctively, she grabbed her pistol and held it close, without him noticing, of course. When he was behind her, she pulled out the pistol and aimed it up at him, as she was sitting down in the sand.

"Don't come any closer. I know what you're thinking. Here I am, all alone, no one to protect me."

"Believe me, Miss Swann, I know perfectly well how capable you are of… protecting, if you can call it that, yourself."

"Can't you stand over there?"

"Hey now, no need to be making the same mistake twice.

"Fine." She said, as she put away the gun.

He began to stare at her. She looked into his eyes and saw a mixture of two very different feelings as though he was having an inner battle at that very moment. Revenge and redemption were the two words going through his mind. Then, he said, looking into her golden-brown eyes with the most smug yet very serious (how unusual!) look on his face.

"You know, Lizzie… I'm not sure if I'd rather wring yer neck and throw ye overboard… or kiss ye again. Sending you to the depths, however, is what my instinct suggests. What do you think?"

"Jack, I don't believe you have the right to confront me like this!"

"For starters, it's Captain to you. And secondly, I do have the right since you are the one who killed me."

"I knew it. I knew this was just for revenge. How long are you going to hold this against me? Until I suffer the same as you? Well if that's what you're planning then kill me already! I hope it's worth it."

Then he put on another serious face. But this one had a hint of anger in it. Anger like he was actually going to kill her or anger that she would actually consider for one minute that he could be so cruel. Which, she was not sure. Just as he was about to wring her neck, the sun caught her face and he saw a free girl, eh, woman. A beautiful, free woman. He then softened up his expression and gave a small smile. Almost mischievous.

"Since you failed to answer me question, I think… I'll take the latter."

"Which is…?"

"Ye'll find out yet."