Author's Note: Hello! CrystalTears here! This is my first Pirates of the Caribbean fanfic! Please look upon my kindly. I tried to make the characters seem as real as possible, but I think Elizabeth was a little weepy in this one. Sorry about that, but I had to sort of make it a point that she was in love with him and he was basically wasting away before her, so... yeah. Hope you enjoy! Read and Review!

Chapter 1

My Weeping Heart

The weather was bleak, gray, and the world seemed to be weeping for the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow. Whatever he did, it seemed that somehow, someway, he managed to come out unscathed. Even the Kraken had managed to spit him back out whole. However, he was unconscious for what seemed like ages. No matter what Tia Dalma did, all he did was sleep. He called out in his dreams, delirious and unaware as Elizabeth looked on, terrified and helpless. For three weeks, he had stayed unconscious in another world.

"Don't worry. 'E is meant to rise again in this world," Tia said in her mystical way as she sprinkled concotions over him and fed him a potion.

Elizabeth hastily moved towards her. "I'll do that, if you don't mind,"

Tia turned her gaze towards her and it seemed as though she was looking deep down into her soul. "Very well, as you wish," she lingered for a moment before disappearing again behind the door that closed shut behind her as she left.

Elizabeth brushed away a few stray tears as she slipped spoonful by spoonful of the potion to Jack. She many thoughts were going through her mind. Why had she strung him to that ship? If it weren't for her, he wouldn't be this way. If the Kraken was just going to spit him back up, then what was the purpose of her leaving him behind and living in guilt? She hadn't known how accustomed she had gotten to that filthy pirate, Jack Sparrow. But something about him just seemed to attract her towards him and when she realized just how much she had learned to love him, he was gone.

So close yet so far away. "Whoever had said that quote was so right," Elizabeth thought as she wiped away the droplets that didn't make it into Jack's mouth. Her delicate fingers lingered a bit on his chin, before timidly stroking his cheek. She put the potion down.

"Oh Jack. I'm so sorry," her voice was breaking as she tried to fight away the tears. The tears dropped onto Jack's shirt, one by one as Elizabeth buried her head on his chest. Her sobs were uncontrollable. "Jack," she whispered.

Will was looking on through the window of the cabin. His face was unreadable and filled with grim. He knew that Elizabeth's feelings towards Jack had changed over the course of their voyages and adventures. It was inevitable that she would fall for that ruddy pirate. Everything about him was something that Elizabeth had dreamed about for years. He knew that Elizabeth's heart would never truly be his, but there was a hope, deep inside him, that willed him to keep going. But in the end, it was Jack she had chosen.

He turned from the scene, accepting and acknowledging. It was her life, and this was the path that she had chosen to walk. There was nothing else that he could do. He walked towards the rest of the Pearl's former crew.

"Mr. Gibbs," he called, as he reached the portly man.

"William," he returned, his face grim and serious. "How is Jack?"

"There's no change," Will answered in reply.

Mr. Gibbs slightly hopeuful face returned back into turmoil once more.

Will stared down at his feet for a second before venturing to speak. "Mr. Gibbs?"

He turned his gaze towards Will. "Is there somethin' you be wantin'?"

"Yes, well, there is... something that I've been meaning to ask you," Will started.

Mr. Gibbs turned to listen intently. "Go on,"

"You... knew my father well, didn't you?" he asked.

"Ah, ol' Bootstrap. Quite a nice fellow. Why do ye ask of 'im all of a sudden?"

"I don't know. I just wanted to know what type of a man he was," Will asked, with a small smile.

Mr. Gibb's face became softened by the thought. He chuckled. "Ol' Bootstrap was a good man. He stood up for what was right, even in the worst of situations. Could have gotten himself into a few sticky situations like that, but," he shrugged. "That was what set him apart from all of the other pirates I had met in my time. Like I said, he was a good man. Never did anything that was wrong. Treated women with respect. Knew they had a mind of their own. Wanted them to voice their opinions," he chuckled again. "We thought he was ravin' mad! But he knew what he was doin'."

He looked at Will's bent head. "He would have followed his heart. Done what he thought was best for his girl. Do what your heart tells you to, William. Do what's right," he patted him on the shoulder slightly before turning and walking off into the shadows that engulfed him.

Will thought about those words of wisdom. "Do what's right," he muttered. He impatiently looked up at the darkened sky. "Do what's right," he sighed.

He watched through the window, the dim light of the candle enveloping Elizabeth and Jack. There was no spot for him there.

Elizabeth woke up to another day. Her head resting on the edge of where Jack lay. She jerked awake and looked over Jack's face. No change. He was still unconscious. She sighed disappointed. No matter what she did, it seemed that he won't awake. She would have welcomed him even if he was charging at her with a sword. Anything would do now if she could just hear his voice again, see his mischievious grin and see that glint in his eye.

She stroked his handsomely tanned face before getting up and stretching her limbs and moving around a bit. She ran into Tia who seemed to be up working twenty four seven.

"Oh, so you have awaken," she smiled, her silver tooth glistening.

"Um, yes," Elizabeth blinked. "Is there anything that you need me to do?" she wanted to keep her hands busy.

"William seems to be upset. I think it is best that you talk to him. There are some things that you and he need to discuss," she replied knowingly before carrying off a vile of blue liquid. "And after you do that, you can help me gut a boar. I need it's heart," she cackled maliciously.

Elizabeth's face showed slight disgust at the thought of dissecting an animal. She walked out of the cabin in what seemed like ages. She squinted at the bright sun and stretched her arms high into the sky before walking around to find Will.

She found him near the river, sitting near it's banks.

"Will," she said, her voice clearly exposing the fact that she was happy to see him.

He looked up and smiled slightly at her. "Hello,"

She took a seat beside him.

"How's Jack?" he asked of her casually.

"Oh, he's still not waking. I suppose it takes a while for Tia's remedies to work," Elizabeth tried to smile and failed miserably.

An awkward pause settled between the two. Elizabeth finally broke it.

"So," that was as far as she got and the only conversation starter that she could come up with.

Will smiled at Elizabeth's attempt to break the silence. "So," he said.

Elizabeth met Will's eyes and laughed. "I suppose we'll be here for a while," she added.

"It would seem so," Will replied. "I wonder how Governor Swann is going to take this. I mean, if we told him the story," he imitated the governor. "Where were you, Elizabeth?" his voice changed to a deeper octave and then returned to his original voice. "Oh, well, we were just visiting a fortune teller's cabin that's in the middle of nowhere. How was your day?"

Elizabeth laughed out loud. Will smiled brightly as he had succeeded in getting her to laugh.

"Oh, Will," she said, looking at him. "What would I do without you?"

They talked of everything except Jack, then, Elizabeth ended the light conversation. "Well, I have to get back. Tia asked me to help her with the dissection of a boar," she pulled a face that was very unladylike.

Will gasped in mock horror. "Take care not to dirty your gown, milady,"

Elizabeth hit him playfully on the shoulder, before smiling. "Well, I suppose I'll see you around, then?"

Will nodded in reply and watched her as she made her way back towards the cabin. He sighed shortly as he thought about what he had to confront. For now, he just wanted to savor the moments that he had with her. For now.

Elizabeth opened the cabin door and walked in, completely unawares. She sat down at the stool by Jack. Her worries seemed to have caught up with her and she was filled with the sadness that she had just barely forgotten just minutes before. She stroked his cheek once more, taking in his features. "Jack, do you remember that day that we first met?" she smiled at the thought of that day. "I fell from the tower into the water and you rescued me. You took off my bloody corset that was binding me. You saved my life," God, why was it that everytime she remembered something about Jack she cried. She angrily brushed away the tears with her other hand. "That's something that you did often, isn't it? If that fateful day, you hadn't met me, I probably won't be alive now. But, I..." she shuddered to think about what she had done. "I wouldn't have chained you to your ship if I hadn't met you. And perhaps, you would be roaming Tortuga, drinking rum," she sniffed. "Having fun with your crewmates," she withdrew her hand from his cheek. "I'm so sorry, Jack. You saved my life, and I try to kill you in return," she laughed a shaky, laugh.

She tried to collect herself. "God, why am I so weak? I can't even stop these bloody tears!" she angrily wiped them away from her face.

She watched Jack's peaceful face. "Just come back soon, okay? We're all waiting for you,"