Pirates of the Caribbean: The Changes in the Wind
Chapter 1: The Gorrión
The sun poured in through the dingy cabin windows of the Gorrión captain's quarters, spreading a golden blanket of warmth across the gleaming hard wood floors, and across the silken sheets of a grant four poster bed. Its captain, still half asleep, grumbled and pulled his hand through his shoulder length hair.
"William…" a soft voice hummed.
"What is it Elizabeth…?" Will Turner grumbled, burying his head beneath his goose feather pillow.
"We're almost home. Don't you want to great your public? The local girl's can't get enough of you, you know…" Elizabeth clucked, her shoes tapping on the floor as she bustled about the cabin, opening the drapes to the main windows. Will squinted and sat up in bed, his sheets puddling into his lap as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"My public…?" he groaned, getting up and traipsing to his wardrobe.
"Yes. That valiant fight of yours, freeing the innocent scoundrel from the over baring commodore has become legend in Port Royal. After all, that hat did bring out your cheek bones…" Elizabeth chuckled, sitting herself in William's desk chair.
"Yes it did look rather dashing on me didn't it?" Will chuckled, pulling a tunic over his head, "But it's not like I'm looking for all the recognition. I'm just a black smith…or was…they didn't notice me then."
"Well, I suppose every woman is attracted to a man with a fine hat. Or maybe it's just the fact that my father gave you a fine reward for my 'saving'. Now that would definitely attract the ladies' attention." Elizabeth said, getting up and tying Will's hair back for him.
"I'm a grown man Elizabeth…thank you." Will smiled, finishing the bow she had started. "At any rate, I don't care about them. The only young woman in Port Royal that I care about is right here." He droned, pulling his fiancé into a kiss. Elizabeth pulled away and smiled.
"Come, we're almost at the docks, and my father will want to see how his boat is fairing." She chimed, patting her hair once before climbing the stairs up to the Quarter Deck. Will sighed and followed, putting on his famous feathered hat and climbing up the pull down ladder.
"Good mornin' capain. The seas faired well o'er night and I 'spect that they'll be good fer our anchorage." The first mate growled, giving Will a toothy smile before hobbling to the front of the boat. Will smiled as his eyes traveled along his crew and landed on the striking tropic coast line of Port Royal.
"It's good to be back…don't get me wrong I loved Spain…but this is home." Will declared wistfully, his eyes gleaming with happiness.
"Yes…home…" Elizabeth sighed, not feeling quite as excited as her future husband. She loved her father and had spent most of her life in Port Royal, but it lacked one thing that she yearned for more then anything; adventure. Their excursion with the black pearl and then their trip to Spain had given her a taste of how strong she could really be; how strong she really was.
"Elizabeth?"
"Hmm…?"
"You were stroking your scar again…" Will said, giving her an inquisitive look as she held her left hand in her right.
"Oh…was I?" she asked, looking at her hands.
"What's wrong?" Will asked, stepping next to her as she breathed in the sea air.
"Nothing Will, I was just thinking." She paused, looking into his shadowy brown eyes, "Let's make this visit short. I want to go somewhere…anywhere...like Asia, or Africa." She smiled, excitement flickering in her eyes.
"But, don't you want to start working on our wedding arrangements? I thought you wanted to come back?" Will asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.
"I thought I did too…" Elizabeth muttered as the first mate ordered the anchor to drop.
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Elizabeth walked arm in arm with Will through an imposing welcome home ceremony held by the royal navy; not excluding her ex-fiancé Commodore Norrington. Of course she ignored his presence, still not being able to look at him in his heart broken eyes. She hadn't loved him, but she still felt awful about hurting him.
The ceremony took a good hour, Governor Swan praising Will's efforts in trading while he was in Spain. Elizabeth was quite relieved when the ceremony came to a close and they were allowed to retire inside for lunch.
"Good Afternoon Ms. Swan." Came a sadistic voice as Will and Elizabeth entered Swan Manor.
"Hello Gillette, how are you?" Elizabeth strained, her lips pursing with annoyance as he gave her a cocky smirk.
"And how are you fairing Turner? Still riding on Governor Swan's coat tails I assume?" Gillette asked as they walked towards the dining hall.
"No Gillette, I've actually started my own trading corporation and will be getting on with that once Elizabeth and I are wed." Will said calmly, gripping Elizabeth's arm a little tighter as they walked.
"Of course you have, with the Governor's sponsoring no less?" Gillette cocked an eyebrow at the now fuming Elizabeth. "Tell me, Ms. Swan, have you nattered with Commodore Norrington yet? I'm sure that he's dieing to speak with you." Gillette prodded, gesturing to Norrington who was just down the corridor.
"No I haven't Gillette; excuse us won't you." Elizabeth said hurriedly, steering Will into an adjacent hall that led to a longer path to the dining hall. "Christ I never thought we'd be rid of that little weasel!" she scoffed, leading Will through the den and into the study.
"Elizabeth…" Will started, stopping her gently by the wrist. She whirled around, her curls whipping her face lightly as she looked at Will, puzzled.
"What is it?" she asked, holding his hand tightly as he looked at the floor.
"I can't help feeling like there is something wrong…Something is on your mind…I can feel it…" he said, his eyes know boring into Elizabeth's.
"Nothing is wrong Will." Elizabeth fibbed, chuckling slightly, "Now let's go, everyone is wai-"
"You're lying to me!" Will hissed, letting go of her hand and frowning at her. Elizabeth sighed, and folded her hands in front of her.
"I hate being here. My father is trying to make you into something you're not, everybody judges us…I just want to get away…" she confessed. Will was silent for a long time.
"Well, if that's what you want, then we'll leave as soon as we're restocked." Will said, making his way for the dining room door on the opposite side of the study.
"Will…" this time Elizabeth stopped him, "what about what you want?" she asked, holding his hands in hers.
"I'm happy when you're happy. And if you want to leave, then I'll make it turn out." He stated simply, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead before leading the way into the dining room.
~*A/N: Let me know if this is even a decent representation of POTC. In later chapters Elizabeth starts feeling off and an unexpected visitor shows up in Port Royal. Toodlepip*~
