Summary: One of those ipod shuffle things. A series of drabbles. Each chapter based off of one of my favorite songs. Some of the chapters will be before, during, after, or in-between any of the movies, or they might be modern, etc. Just whatever I feel like writing or what matches the song. Hope you like it! Enjoy!

OFFICIAL DISCALIMER: I OWN NOTHING!

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Will and Elizabeth

Chapter 1

You'll be in My Heart

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You'll be in My Heart-Phil Collins

You'll be in my heart

Yes, you'll be in my heart

From this day on

Now and forever more

You'll be in my heart

No matter what they say

You'll here in my heart

Always

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Elizabeth lay in bed, her head resting against her husband's chest. The beat of his heart lulled her, giving her a sense of security that she had not felt in ten years. She still had a hard time believing that he was finally home with them; with her. And she knew that even with every force in the world acting against them, nothing would tear them from each other again.

Her mind drifted to their long time apart and she felt a lump in her throat.

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They were lying naked upon the sand, Elizabeth's face buried in Will's neck, and his hands were roaming her back. Elizabeth was sniffling, and when Will felt her shake, he hugged her close.

"Shh, my love."

"You have to leave for ten years?"

"Aye, I do. But I swear to you that I will return, and we will be together. If you'll still have me."

"I'll always have you, Will. Ten years from now or a hundred years from now. I will always wait for you." Will smiled, and with his finger he lifted her chin to him as he brushed his lips across hers.

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Elizabeth lay in bed, holding her new born son. The midwife stepped out of the room, giving the mother and son time alone. He looked just like his father. He was not crying as most babies did when they were born. He was simply smiling and making quiet gurgling, baby noises. He was just content. Content in his mother's arms.

Elizabeth began crying. She was no longer crying with joy for her son, as she had done just moments before. She was now quietly crying that her husband was not with her. But when her son grabbed her finger for the first time, looking up at her with wide eyes full of adoration, she pushed her sorrow aside. She knew she had to be strong for her son. And she was no longer alone. She was given a part of Will, and she loved the little boy even more than she thought possible because of that.

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Elizabeth stood at the edge of the cliff with her son. She had her arm wrapped around him, comforting her as much as him. Elizabeth breathed in, praying for the best. William looked up at her with a hopeful look and she returned it with a confident smile.

They watched the horizon, each counting down the seconds until sunset. Then, a green flash filled their vision and a ship was on the horizon. William looked on excitedly and Elizabeth's eyes filled with tears and a sad, yet relieved smile. As the ship came closer, Elizabeth could make out Will's figure and her smile grew across her face and she and her son ran down to the beach to meet him.

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Will held Elizabeth's waist, enjoying the feeling of his wife pressed against him. He began to trace small patterns against her waist, loving the feel of her skin. Oh how he had missed her.

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Will walked down the beach, feeling as if this were all a bad dream. A horrible dream. What kind of cruel soul would separate two people in love? Calypso; that's who. Because of Davy Jones. Will despised them. More than he ever had before. Because of them he could not be will Elizabeth. He would be away for ten years, and his poor Elizabeth would be left all alone. She was strong and she could handle it, he knew. But it did not ease the pain.

He had given Elizabeth the chest, and she had promised to keep it safe. He knew she would. He never doubted it, nor would he ever. He was walking away from her now, tears in his eyes. He wanted to be strong for her, and was holding in his tears the best he could. Then he heard his name. He turned around just in time to catch Elizabeth in his arms as they engaged in a passionate kiss.

He would return to her. He knew he would. He had to.

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Will stood at the railing of the Flying Dutchman. It had been five years to the day since he had left. It was the hardest, most painful five years. And this is coming from a man with no heart who can not feel pain. Even though he didn't have his heart, he swore he could still feel it break with each passing day.

He let out a deep, pained breath he didn't know he was holding. 1,826 days and then it would all be over.

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Will jumped out of his small row boat before it had reached the shore. He treaded, waist deep through the water as he saw his wife running down the beach. And somebody else. A small boy. He immediately knew it was his son and his smile grew wider. Elizabeth was crying now. And he knew he was as well. Elizabeth reached him before he made it out of the water and he picked her up, twirling her around, like in one of those romantic novels Elizabeth had always loved reading with him. She was kissing every inch of his face, but he cupped her face, pulling her lips away from his ear and bringing her lips crushing upon his. Their tongues readily engaged in a battle they had not fought in ten years.

When they pulled away, Elizabeth and Will walked out of the water towards the boy, who had stayed his distance, giving his parents some privacy. Will hugged William close, so unbelievably happy.

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"Elizabeth," Will whispered.

Elizabeth sat up, resting on her elbow as she looked at him. Her eyes were slightly red and watery, and Will's thumb moved to brush a tear out of the corner of her eye. Will pulled her in close, kissing her gently and romantically. When they pulled apart, Elizabeth rested her forehead against his.

"I love you," she said.

"And I love you."

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