A/N: This is my first Pirates Fanfiction Please let me know what you think :)

It's been 21 years, my son is fully grown now and I've seen my husband a total of two times since the day we got married. I won't see him again for another nine years. You would think that he could find someone anyone more willing to take his position so that he could spend more time with me, but no. I've gotten a letter from Jack over the last two decades and it came with a bottle of water. He had found the fountain of youth and sent me enough water for me and my son, so that we could always be with Will, now all of us will live forever. He promised to visit me on my tiny little desert island soon, it would be a nice break from the nothing I deal with ever day of every year except for the once every ten years when I get to see Will again. My name if you haven't guessed already is Elizabeth, Elizabeth Turner nee Swan. And this is the story of my next great adventure with a notorious Pirate Captain named Jack Sparrow.

It would have been hard to miss him coming onto the island after promising to visit me fifteen years ago when I got his letter (not counting how long it took for the damn thing to be delivered to me by one of his crew.) swaggering towards my little cottage the way he is normally want to do. When he got to the door I was already standing there waiting for him with it standing wide open. "Well, well Mr. Sparrow it has been a long time hasn't it? Twenty one years to be exact."

Jack looked up at me a touch of surprise about his eyes. "Well if it isn't the lovely Miss Swan. Yes you could say that it has been a while I suppose, however, with our history and you bout of mutiny all those years ago some would argue that it hasn't been nearly long enough." He replied trying hard not to look at my face.

"Well Captain Jack you may argue that point all you would like, but there is one point you got wrong in your beautifully botched greeting, its Turner now, Captain Elizabeth Turner." I said turning back to the interior of the house gesturing lightly for him to follow along.

"Well again with the stupid 'wells'! Captain Turner I see no ship and no crew, I also see no husband about, so I've got all proof to the contrary." He fell beautifully, as he always does into a chair at the dining table as I set a bottle of rum in front of him. "I also see no kiddies running about, dear William not as fertile as you had hoped or is the poor boy truly a eunuch as I has always predicted?"

I stomped my foot and turned to face the captain sitting ever so comfortably at my table. "I will have you know Captain Sparrow," I spat, "that my son is full grown and captaining my ship and crew in my stead. I haven't all that much time for pirating waiting for lowly bilge rat pirate captains to visit me or for a husband who must ferry souls only to have a single day with him once every ten years before sunset only to have to do it all over again." I downed a swig of my own rum before setting my glare on the beautiful pirate in front of me. "And all of this because a certain bilge rat pirate captain is a good man and refused to let my husband die at the hand of Davy Jones, and made said husband take Davy's place upon the Flying Dutchman in all of its damned bloody glory. God knows that I would much prefer pirating but I have to be here for my immortal husband lest he become a bloody fish-man."

I could tell at this point that I was confusing the ever unconfusable Jack Sparrow, the sad part was that I really would rather be back out on the seas and not wasting away my immortal life here on this damned island waiting what seems forever to see my immortal husband.

"You know Lizzie they say that absence makes the heart grow ever fonder. Has it made, my dear Lizzie, your heart fonder or weaker for the whelp?" he asked staring at me with what looked like actual concern coloring his pirates face and reflected in his eyes.

He was right absence did make the heart grow fonder. But not for William, it grew fonder of a confusing bilge rat pirate captain. "I'm not sure I've had enough to drink to allow for that kind of talk Mr. Sparrow."

He looked at me knowingly and I shuddered to think what he might be seeing going across my face. "Ah yes see there I knew it Lizzie, you will come over to my side eventually." He said with a smirk and a bit of a twinkle in his eye. This conversation was taking on too many familiar tones of conversations past.

"why's that Mr. Sparrow?" I asked as a feeling of de-ja-vu washed over me.

"Curiosity, Love. You're going to want it, the spray of the sea on your face again, the Pearl beneath your feet, me at your side. You're going to want to know what it tastes like." He smirked at me from across the table, I didn't even know when I had sat down. He hadn't aged a day over the years much like Will and myself. He was so young, so dashing, so…..pirate!

"You may think whatever you want Jack, but we've had this discussion before, I didn't want it then and I most certainly do not want it now." I leaned in not backing down. I was not a faithless woman, I was, am, a good, loyal wife. I was, am, happily married and a mother. I would not give in to temptation, no matter how charming, dashing, and handsome the package.

"Elizabeth, you can deny many many things, like ten years apart from a husband who could have found someone else willing to be the new Davy Jones isn't too long, that one immortal son is enough, that you don't miss the constant call of the sea when it's right outside your door. That you don't miss the adventures we used to have together. That the compass, my compass, didn't point to me when we were on the Isle Cruces, that you felt absolutely nothing when you kissed me later that same day." He stopped and took a swig of his rum and stood up only to walk and stop directly in front of my seat, my body stood of it's own accord to meet him there. "But Love you cannot deny that you did indeed, kiss me, that you were aching for adventure when I showed up so suddenly in your life, and that you loved the life of a pirate on the seas, being absolutely free."

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Love,

The Broken