A/N: So, normally I'm too much of a W/E shipper to even consider hinting at J/E, but as was said in the summary, this was a plot bunny fic, and we all know how hard those can be to ignore...lol :p Anyways, hope you enjoy, and of course, reviews are always welcomed! :)
Disclaimer: Sorry, no clever disclaimers from me this time... Pirates of the Caribbean and all associated characters belong to Disney. The only thing I own is the plot, and even that I don't expect any money for. :)
Will sat over Elizabeth's sleeping form in the grey predawn light. Her lovely face was the picture of peace as she lay, breathing deeply and evenly.
Then, suddenly, her face twitched out of its peace and she shifted uncomfortably on the bed, as if in the throes of some unpleasant dream. Will half reached out instinctively to comfort her, wondering what sort of nightmare could be plaguing his fiancé.
* * *
In truth, Elizabeth was lost in the frenzied pleasure of a vague, sensual dream, one sensation after another sweeping through her mind in quick succession. Rough, sword-calloused hands caressed her skin, gentle kisses soothed her lips, with the added tickle of a moustache just above, untidy locks of hair and cool, smooth trinkets fell around her face and neck.
But for the life of her, she could not put a face to her dream-lover's caresses. Then, in a flash, it came to her.
* * *
"Jack…" Will heard Elizabeth whisper in her sleep.
His concerned expression turned to one of confusion. "Jack?" he repeated softly. He never would have expected Elizabeth, who normally spat the name as if it were an insult, to hold such tenderness and – dare he think it? – love in her voice when uttering it.
Just then, Elizabeth awoke, and smiled at the sight of her fiancé sitting over her. "Good morning," she murmured. Then, seeing the confusion on Will's face, she sat up and asked, "What is it, darling?"
"Elizabeth," Will asked hesitantly, "what were you dreaming about…?"