"I can't believe I let you talk me into this!" Will groaned, but his laughter betrayed his true feelings. He darted after Elizabeth in the dark room, lasers firing all around them. Half his team was already down for the count, but somehow, he had survived until this point. Norrington, Sao Fang, and even good old Jack had been taken out by Elizabeth. Jack hadn't left gracefully- his exit was followed by plenty of complaints about how he, as Captain of the team, should not have to leave early. He had muttered something about deserving unlimited lives when Will had shot him again just for the heck of it. The look of shock on Jack's face had been worth it.

Elizabeth's team was mostly still standing. Will had managed to take out Pintel and Ragetti, and Jack had managed to hold his own against Ana Maria before she had tricked him into a spot where Elizabeth could easily eliminate him. Will supposed Jack and Ana Maria were off making out somewhere- it made sense, since it had been a good twenty minutes since he had seen either of them.

He fired twice at Elizabeth, trying to gain an advantage over her. He looked back at Tia Dalma- no help there. She was busy fighting alongside Davy Jones. Will looked at them, quizzically. He had thought they had broken up again… and that thought was proved wrong as soon as Dave planted a small kiss on her cheek after they took Beckett out of the game.

Will darted left, firing his gun at the opposing team as he avoided being hit by both Scarlett and Giselle. Turner had to admit, he was having a great time. Elizabeth had suggested laser tag for their Friday night shenanigans, and while most of the group had agreed, he had been the one reluctant fellow.

"Groves! Down!" Leaping up, Will fired to save his teammate. He missed his opponent, but Groves managed to live to fight another round. He thanked Will with a thumbs up before disappearing into the dark.

Something fast slammed into him. Will instantly felt the cold plastic of the gun against his temple. "Easy. I'm taking you hostage."

He smiled at the familiar voice. "If you insist."

She managed to drag him all the way to the darkest corner without anyone noticing. Will definitely made it easier on her than he should have. She was his girlfriend, after all. Pushing him against the wall, Elizabeth gave him a devilish grin. Will felt his knees go weak. He closed his eyes, expecting to be shot then and there, but instead, all he felt was her hot breath on his lips as she moved in for a kiss.

The moment seemed to last forever. Will gave in. Wrapping his hands around her waist, he held on to her for all he was worth. No one had ever captured his heart quite like Elizabeth Swann. Though it was early in their relationship, he was certain she was the one. His head swam as he returned her affections. The noises and actions of the game faded away. Even Barbossa's maniacal laughter could not disrupt his joy…

Until he heard the sound of his own buzzer going off.

Will looked down in shock. Elizabeth held her gun to his vest, smirking in a very non-apologetic way. "Got you." She teased, as Will threw his head back in false anger. "Right in the heart."

One more buzzer sounded, and Angelica groaned, cursing in Spanish. Phillip grinned proudly. Syrena stood by him, covering his back as he moved to his next target. There were only a few more team mates standing. The winner would be decided soon.

"You got me." Will repeated, thinking of more than just the game.

Elizabeth turned as the last member of the opposing team fell, her fists shooting into the air, a cry of victory ringing from her lips. "All hail King Swann!"

Will only smiled. How could he not? She had his heart. She always would.