Author's Notes: This is my first POTC fic so don't go mad on me please! Lolz. I haven't got a plot for this, it's going to be one of those stories that will never end, and that will just have a chapter added when an idea pops into my head. Lolz.

Title: The Silver Chests

Rating: M for adult nature and language

Summary: After Will's death Elizabeth's life goes on as a Pirate. She searched for Jack in desperation, but after finding three of the legendary Silver Chests, along with a few other unwanted problems, Elizabeth comes very close to losing her life. Only one person can save her, but will they be able to make it on time? LizJac

Disclaimer: Look, if I owned POTC, do you think I'd be here now?!

Chapter One: Pirate

Elizabeth pulled at the braid in her hair, straightening it own. It had now been three years since young William Turner was killed mercilessly by some stupid Irish pirate, and three and a half years since Jack had been 'killed' by the Kraken. Miss. Swann had now lost the two most important men her life, and her home, dignity, and place as a Governor's daughter. Branded a pirate, the unlucky woman had searched up river for a certain Tia Dalma, and predicted she was but an hour from her destination.

It was times like now, when she was alone, which was basically when she wasn't occupied doing something else, that thoughts of Jack and William came to her. She had always been sure that Mr. Turner was the man for her. That was, of course, until Jack had started his charm on her. When he'd basically proposed to her, she seriously considered it, but a large part of her said 'don't! William will be back soon' and she'd listened to it. William had come back, but now he was dead, and she knew that her choice should have been Jack. She loved him, more than anyone, more than William. She'd never admitted it before, but now she knew she did. It was all she thought about day and night, it was what she dreamt about too. Anything she said or did reminded her of him.

Tia Dalma's hut was coming into view, and Elizabeth casually straightened out her pirate-like attire. She had Jack's Captain's coat on, dark trousers and light boots with a plain white shirt on much like Jack's too. On her belt were his compass, cutlass, and one-shot pistol. She wore a hat of her own, but it looked a lot like Jack's. It was no wonder everything reminded her of him as she kept everything of his she found.

Sighing, she pulled herself out of the row-boat she was in, and onto the small deck before Tia's hut. Before she could knock her fist against the wooden door, Tia opened it.

'Hello 'der. Ah see you missin' 'im lots,' she said in her strange slur, eyeing her clothing.

Elizabeth couldn't even manage a word before the tears started to fall. Tia ushered her inside, and passed her a bottle of rum. Elizabeth gulped most of it down before Tia spoke again.

'Ah can ge' ye a crew an' a ship, if ye like? 'der is a place 'dat Jack will be. Ah swear on it him 'der,' Tia said.

Elizabeth contemplated this, 'I have no experience as a Captain. I may have the attire, but I have no knowledge or anything. Besides, why would a bunch of males listen to me?'

'Who said anyt'ing 'bout males? Ah can ge' ye all women. Ah swear 'dat 'day will listen t' ye,' was her reply.

Again, Elizabeth thought, 'how do you even know Jack will be there?'

'Ah know Jack. Ye can' kill ol' Jack, I know 'dat fo' sure.'

'You can't kill him? Why not? He's human, isn't he?' asked a baffled Elizabeth, guzzling her rum.

'Aye, 'e is. Bu' how many people d' ye know 'dat can chea' death four times?' Tia voiced.

Elizabeth shook her head indicating that she knew none. Her eyes were a little red from crying, but she wasn't anymore. She couldn't be Captain of a ship; she'd already made that perfectly clear.

'I can't do it. How can I Captain a ship?'

'Ye wan' 'im back, righ'?' Elizabeth nodded, 'well 'den. Use 'dat as a powa' against reali'y, an' ye can do it.'

Somehow, that helped.

Elizabeth pulled Jack's compass from her belt, and flipped it open, all the while keeping one hand on the wheel of the ship.

"The Pirate Princess" was the most feared pirate vessel in the whole seven seas after "The Black Pearl". Being crewed by females only made it strong in willpower, but, with the help of a certain Voodoo Princess, it was as fast as "The Black Pearl", and as strong as "The Iron Maiden". (A/N see 'The Son Of Jack Sparrow' by 'Wise Philosopher').

'Cap'n, we be close to Tortuga now. She be only a day away,' said Maria, Elizabeth's First Mate.

'Ta Maria, hope we get what we want, no matter what it takes,' Elizabeth said.

'Are ye sure what ye be wanting?' asked the First Mate.

'Certain,' said Elizabeth, clapping the compass shut and putting it away.

''Scuse me for askin', but what is it ye be wan'in'?'

'No trouble. I'm sure you've heard of Captain Jack Sparrow?'

'Yes… but he got eaten by the Kraken, didn't he?'

'Don't remind me. But he's alive… I can feel it.'

'How do you even know him personally?' Marie pressed.

'He saved my life when I was a Governor's daughter, then I saved him from the gallows… twice. We went on loads of voyages together, and he even proposed…'

'No!'

'Yeah… but I was engaged to Will Turner then. So I turned him down. And… handcuffed him to the Pearl… that was how he got eaten by the Kraken and we survived. I told him I wasn't sorry…' a single tear slipped down Elizabeth's slender face.

'But ye are… if you trust he's alive, then I know ye can find him. Ye and 'im… Cap'nin' this together… I can see it now. The two greatest Cap'ins together. Good luck,' Marie left Elizabeth alone with her thoughts.

The door to the "Maxi Rum Tavern" slammed open, causing immediate silence in the place. Light coloured boots clipped against the hard, cold floor, and heads followed a hat, much like Jack Sparrow's. The person stopped at the bar and flipped their Captain's coat behind them before throwing themselves onto a stool.

Jewellery clad hands tapped themselves against the bar for a couple of moments before the person spoke in an angry woman's voice, 'Are you gonna serve me or just keep staring like a Godforsaken perv?!'

'Sorry, Cap'in!' the bartender almost saluted her. 'What will it be?'

'Take a guess you thick fat ugly thing!'

'Rum?' the Pirate glared at him. Quickly, he slid a bottle over to her.

The female Pirate placed a pouch of money on the bar, with more than what was needed for the rum.

'Now then,' she said, leaning in, 'how about you give me the whereabouts of Lady Micha Caria?' she asked him.

'I err…' a clicking noise sounded and the bartender found himself looked down the barrel of a pistol. 'She's in the back,' he said quickly.

'There,' said the Pirate, putting the pistol back in her belt. 'That wasn't so hard, was it?' she then jumped over the bar, and stepped through a door into the dark back.

'Who be that?' came a voice from the shadows.

'Now Micha, you sound a little harsh towards a close friend!'

'Lizzie! How are ye love?' Micha asked, coming into view. She was wearing a ragged dress and had kohl lined black eyes.

'Never better. Heard from ye brother lately?' asked Elizabeth.

'No… far as I know he's dead! Know it sounds bad but honestly I thought he was until ye told me he weren't!'

Elizabeth laughed. She sat herself on one of Micha's chairs and put her feet up.

'That was all I came for really. I'm still trying to find the maps to Phelsi,' Micha looked confused. 'The island he's meant to be on?'

'Oh yeah, I remember. But the compass can't lead you to it?'

'I don't think I really know what I want. I think I want Jack but there must be something else too, because the compass is all over the place!'

'Maybe because he's a part of you really, the compass gets confused because he's all around you and your crew?'

'Maybe… anyway, I better get going, the crew'll be getting restless,' Elizabeth said, standing.

'Always nice to see you,' Micha shook Elizabeth's hand before she left.

Vaulting over the bar again, causing that dreaded silence again, Elizabeth ran to her ship, and back to the girls.

'Any luck with the maps?' asked Maria.

'Nope.'

'Got a heading?'

'Umm…' Elizabeth pulled out her compass and begun waving her hand all over the place. 'That way… no… that way. Oh for Christ's sake!'

'Cap'n? Do you know your heading?'

'Oh just go to Tia Dalma! But leave me alone I need to think!' and witch that, Elizabeth, feared Captain of "The Pirate Princess" ran crying to her cabin.

Elizabeth threw herself onto her double bed and buried her head in her pillow. She wanted Jack so much, more than anything she'd ever wanted before.

'You know… being a Captain of a ship, I could perform a marriage ceremony… right here… right on this desk… right… now?'

The tears fell…

'I'm not sorry…'

…and fell…

'You know, there was a time when I'd have given anything for you to look like that while thinking about me.'

…until she could cry no more, as sleep had over taken her.

'Lady, wake up,' Elizabeth's wet and sore eyes opened a little to see Tia Dalma's dark skinned face looking over her.

'Ye couldn't fin' 'de maps, righ'?'

'Right,' Elizabeth sighed.

''dat because I got 'em,' Tia smiled.

'Bitch,' said Elizabeth.

'Pira',' smiled Tia.

Tia handed over a collection of old curling papers, before turning on her heel and leaving.

Slightly confused, Elizabeth opened the papers, and her compass, before setting them aside each other. The compass pointed in the same direction as the map told her to go.

Elizabeth smiled. Now she knew where to go…

Elizabeth run her hands over the wheel of the ship; remember how Jack used to do the same. She'd never understood why, but now she did. Being the Captain of a ship brought so much pleasure to her, and it must have done to Jack too.

'Cap'n! We be a half hour away!'

'Thanks, Katy, I'll be going ashore on my own, I want you and Maria to mind the ship while I go and find Jack. I may be a while, but whatever you do, do NOT leave the ship of the island, got it?'

'Aye, aye Cap'n!'

The next half hour was over in a millisecond, and Elizabeth was off the ship faster than that. Elizabeth reached for Jack's compass and followed the red arrow.

'Well now, Lizzie, I do believe that's my compass… coat… shirt… cutlass -' his sentence was cut off by Elizabeth pushing him over and lying on top of him, her lips pressed hard against his.

He melted into her embrace, and didn't even bother trying to fight her off. He knew she'd come looking for him, with the help of Tia, of course.

Softly, he broke apart from her and said, 'now then, did I just make out with the sexiest, most feared Captain in the seven seas with the only all female crew, and a ship better than the Iron Maiden and the Pearl?'

Elizabeth smiled, 'just shut up and come and meet the crew!'

Jack grinned, but pulled the jacket off her first, and put it on himself. Just as Elizabeth was about to protest, he'd took her legs from beneath her, and was carrying her bridal style back to where he'd seen the ship anchor.

--

'Cap'n! You were quicker than expected!' Katy said, looking at Elizabeth. She was standing alone, 'he wasn't there?' Katy could not see Elizabeth's expression due to her head being bowed and hat shadowing her face.

'Weren't there?' came a voice from behind Elizabeth. 'Man I was here, I was waiting for her! Now, what took you ladies so long?' Jack Sparrow emerged on deck, and wrapped his arms round Elizabeth's waist, and whispered something inaudible into her ear, which made Elizabeth giggle.

Jack, as if he knew the ship like the back of his hand, waltzed off to Elizabeth's cabin, a smirk painted on his face. Elizabeth followed closely, the same expression on her features.

A glass smashed.

'Come on girls, I think we should give them some privacy…'

--

Jack almost laughed as Elizabeth attempted to pin him against the wall, smashing an empty rum bottle in the process.

'Now, now love. Not too hasty!' he teased, pushing her off him and against the other wall.

He put one arm against the wood, blocking her escape route. Grinning a gold-toothed grin, he threw his Captain's jacket off and across the room, before pushing himself against her, the only gap being a very small one between their faces which was soon closed, however, by an eager Elizabeth Swann.

At first this startled Jack, but, having been shocked by her in this way before, he managed to gather himself and catch up with her. This time, instead of teasing her and telling her to slow down, he pulled her further, throwing his weight against her, causing her to tumble and fall onto the bed, him never leaving her.

Jack straddled her, and caressed her face with his hand tenderly, his rings glinting in the fading sunlight seeping through the large window. Elizabeth closed her eyes with pleasure. Upon seeing her contentment, Jack let his hand fall, gracefully taking it down to her thighs, before leaning in and tracing kisses down her neck. Elizabeth's breathing quickened. All her dreams of this happening were all coming true...

'Cap'n! Please, you be in a dream world! We at the island.'

Elizabeth sighed. It was good while it lasted, but that was only a fantasy.

Carefully, she stepped off the ship and had to shield her eyes from the hot sun beaming down on her. She should have taken the Captain's jacket off to cool down, but it didn't occur to her. All that was on her mind was Jack and her fantasy.

'Persuade me,' Jack mused.

What had he meant by that? His taunting voice told her one thing, whereas his normal acting told her otherwise.

'Hello Lizzie,' came a drunken voice from behind her. Jack's voice.

Swiftly, she spun round, expecting to see him there, but there was no-one. Disappointed, she pulled out the compass and checked if she was going in the right direction. She compared the direction of the compass to the direction on the map. They were total opposites.

'MARIA!' screamed Elizabeth. As she was close to the ship, Maria was able to reach her rather promptly.

'Yes Cap'n?' she answered.

'I need you to follow the map to see if you can find Jack. If you do, tell him I sent you and that you want him to follow you back to the ship. Then come and find me,' Elizabeth ordered.

Maria nodded, and took the map. Elizabeth set off in the other direction, always keeping her eyes on the compass.

'Lizzie…'

Again, Elizabeth looked around, but saw nothing.

'You know I'm the best at hide and seek… but you never did persuade me, did you?'

Still nothing.

'Lizzie why do you keep looking at me but not seeing?'

Once again, Elizabeth turned round and begun walking backwards. She must have been walking for an hour already, and these hallucinations of Jack were starting to annoy her, so she decided just to keep looking in the direction of the voice.

'Lizzie, you're staring straight at me, love, but you're not seeing me. Why? Don't you believe? You must believe to see me!' Jack's voice said, irritated.

Within the next second, a collection of things happened at once. Elizabeth begun to cry out of desperation, before screaming as something banged into the back of her. She spun round and screamed once again, as did the person she'd bumped into. After a moment of collecting herself, Elizabeth realised it was Maria she'd knocked. They must have searched the entire band of the island.

Elizabeth let the tears fall as she fell down onto the sand, Maria attempting to help her back onto her feet.

'I love him for God's sake! I want him back! Why won't my dreams come true?!' she cried.

His dreadlocks blew in the strong wind, irritating him so. The man groaned from it.

'Now, now Jack. None of that. I see ye be a little love sick! Ye 'ear that boys! Ol' Captain Jack Sparrow is love sick!' taunted Davy Jones, Captain of the Flying Dutchman.

'Look, please let me go? I just want to see her one more time!' Jack pleaded.

'Begging now are we? Well, what are ye willing to do for her?'

'Anything,' Jack stated confidently.

'Anything?'

'Aye.'

'Even if I give you merely two years with her then bring ye back here for a lifetime of servitude to me, and not be allowed to see her even again?'

'At least I'd get two years with the woman I love,' Jack whispered.

'Right then. I'll think about it… but I tell ye now, after the two years is up, ye have to be killing her, ye know that?'

Jack looked up, wide-eyed.

'Kill her?'

'Will ye do it?'

'I…'

Author's End Notes: Oooh cliffy! Will he do it for two more years with Lizzie? DUN DUN DUN! Well, I need at least 3 to 5 reviews before I put up the next chaper, which I may as well say, is near enough finished!