A/N: Well the people have spoken. This is the fist chapter of the sequel to my story 883 Medallions. Thanks to everybody who reviewed my last story and hopefully this story goes as well as the last one did. Ok I'm done talking, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN!

I arrived at Port Royal early one morning; the sun was barely peaking over the side of the ocean. I thanked the sailors on the ship for bringing me there and then walked on the decks I missed so much. I grabbed the elastic around my hand and pulled up my long brown hair. I pulled on my pirate hat and walked toward the blacksmith shop. The door was sealed shut but I knew how to get in. I went over to the window on the side of the shop and opened it up extra quietly. The same drunken manager I had seen only six weeks ago was still asleep on his stool with three bottles of rum surrounding him. I climbed in through the window and went up to the donkey. I scratched behind his ears and patted his long nose.

"Will?" I whispered into the room.

There was no response. I wondered how "close" he and Elizabeth had gotten. I climbed back out through the window and headed towards Elizabeth's beautiful mansion. I walked past a graveyard on my way there, and I stopped. I walked into the graveyard and stared at a pile of flowers that had been laid there. They were planted in the ground with a small rock that had a name carved into it.

Alex Ramoes

She gave her life away

To save us all

I smiled brightly and knew Will had carved it in his free time. I continued on the path down to Elizabeth's house. The gates were closed and the guards were sleeping. I sucked in my stomach and squeezed through the bars in the gate. I saw the door open up and I ducked into a bush. The Governor piled into his carriage and went to the gate. He yelled at the guards and they opened the gate. Once I was sure the guards were sleeping again I ran up to the front door. I knocked on the door and it slowly opened, to one of the men who worked in the house.

"Can I help you ma'am?" He asked politely.

"Yes. I need to speak with Miss Swann. It is rather urgent."

The man allowed me into the house and told me to wait while he went and fetched Elizabeth. I had never seen the inside of her house before. The walls had a beautiful coloring to them and it was filled with magnificent paintings and priceless artifacts. I heard footsteps on the marble staircase so I pulled my hat down over my face and bowed my head so I could not be revealed right away.

"Here she is Miss Swann. She says it's very urgent."

"Thank you Ernest you are free to go."

The man bowed and walked away. Elizabeth's feet turned to me.

"What is the business you have here miss?" She asked nonchalantly.

I cleared my throat.

"Well Miss Swann I figured you might want to see me. You must have been rather upset."

I pulled off my hat and smiled at Elizabeth. Her hand flew up to her mouth and her eyes bulged out. She took a step back as if she couldn't believe I was there in front of her.

"Alex! B…but…y…you're dead!" She gasped.

She looked as if she was going to faint. I grabbed her arm and sat her down in a chair.

"Deep breaths."

Elizabeth took a few deep breaths and her breathing went back to normal. Then she suddenly wrapped her arms around me and started to cry. Joyful tears though, tears of relief.

"Oh, you were dead. Will and I were so sure you were gone. Oh and Jack! Poor Jack!"

I pulled her away from me and smiled.

"I'm alive. It's really me. Where is Will?"

She shook her head.

"I don't know. He was in his bed last night maybe he went out."

I nodded and pulled my hat back on. I grabbed the door handle.

"I'll be back." I said and shut the door.

I snuck past the guards again and walked around town, asking random people if they had seen William Turner. No one had. When I reached the docks though I bumped into Commodore Norrington.

"Beg your pardon Commodore." I said politely and curtsied.

He gaped at me, just as Elizabeth had. I shoved past him and walked around town some more. I was ready to give up finding Will until I spotted him. He was sitting on the sand at the very edge of town. He was staring out at the ocean. I sighed and walked quietly behind him. I did my best to sound like Elizabeth.

"Will? Are you ok darling?"

Will sighed but he did not turn around.

"I'm still a little upset about what happened to Alex, as I'm sure you are. I beg your pardon Elizabeth, I should have left you a note telling you I left."

"Well you'll see Alex very soon Will."

"No I won't. She's dead."

"Are you sure?"

Will turned around and nearly jumped out of his skin.

"You're alive!" He yelled flailing his arms wildly.

I smiled.

"Indeed. Where's Jack?"

The smile instantly faded from his face. He put his arms down and rubbed the back of his neck.

"He's not dead is he?" I swallowed the knot on my throat.

"No. I just don't know where he is. He sailed away with the rest of the crew."

I nodded and my heart race slowed.

"You should get back. I think Elizabeth is a tad bit worried."

Will waved goodbye and ran off down the path back into town.