Love You Forever and for Always
Prologue
It had been a long ten years. Ten years since Elizabeth Turner had seen her dear William. Ten years since their eyes had seen each other, ten years since their lips had locked, ten years since their bodies had touched.
Yes, ten years.
Elizabeth had made the best of her time on the island. She, the Pirate King, had frequent visits from Hector Barbossa, Mr. Gibbs, and the rest of the Pearl's crew. She was sad, being without her love. The only thing she had from Will was the chest, which held his heart. She always kept it by her when she slept, so she could hear it beating.
Beat
Beat
Beat
It comforted her.
After a month or so, Elizabeth discovered she was with child. Like she, everyone was delighted. They were a big help too. Gibbs and Mr. Cotton started building a house for Elizabeth and her unborn child.
(Under the supervision of Mr. Cotton's parrot, of course)
Then, eight months later, the child was born. She named him William, after his father, and his father's father. When Barbossa accidentally called him Ben, Elizabeth took to it.
He grew to look more like his parent's everyday. He had his mother's hair, his father's laugh and smile, and his grandfather's hard and piercing gaze.
He grew up so fast! It pained the boy's mother to know that Ben, nor Will, would be able to meet each other until ten years had passed. And of course the thought that maybe William wouldn't want a child. Seeing as he didn't know he had one…
But Elizabeth pushed these thoughts to the back of her head, for she knew they were silly.
When Ben was about four or so, Barbossa had gone to Singapore to settle some…"debts." When he returned, he brought back a short, but finely made sword. Much to Elizabeth's displeasure, Ben loved it.
In no time, Hector had taught him all he knew. (As the years had passed.)
And
as those years were passing, the Island, Isla de Tuga, was
flourishing.
Some of the first to move to the island were the
Watson's. Jane and her son, Barry, had moved to Isla dePaz from a
town near Port Royal. Her husband had perished, and she set off to
the island. She's such a kind and warm soul, Elizabeth thought
often.
Whenever Elizabeth had a bad dream, she would rush over from her house next door and comfort her. Or if she would ever need to just get away, Jane would always come and lend a shoulder to cry on.
But,
she wouldn't need that shoulder anymore. Why?
Because, tomorrow,
William is coming.
