OptimusPrime2017 presents to you,

A Pirates of the Caribbean fanfic;

Sorry Now

Chapter 1:

Elizabeth Swann was guilty. She was so, very guilty. She'd killed Captain Jack Sparrow, one of the nine pirate lords. Well, technically she'd chained him to a mast and left him for dead, but she still felt overwhelmingly guilty for it.

"Four of you have tried to kill me in the past and one of you succeeded." Jack had said, glaring at her.

Will looked back at her, shocked and confused, then back at Jack. She tried to say something, but her voice wouldn't work.

"Oh." Jack said, slightly smiling. "She's not told you. You'll have loads to talk about while you're here."

She remembered that moment like it was only an hour ago. The way he said it was worse than him being angry over it. He was probably enraged, deep down. Very enraged. Just hiding his anger from them, trying to act like it hadn't happened.

Jack had gotten smarter, if crazier too, after the time in Davy Jones' Locker. He figured out how to return to the world of the living. Yet he still wasn't the same. Not talking very often. And since they were sailing to Shipwreck Cove, he didn't seem very enthusiastic. Gibbs had tried to ask him why, but the man said that the captain didn't tell him. The poor man had locked himself in his cabin in the last couple of days, probably lost in himself.

The crew had gone to bed long ago. Elizabeth had tried, but she couldn't sleep with the guilt weighing her down. She got out of her bed in her private room below deck and slipped on her boots. She walked out of the room, gently closing the door. She slipped around the sleeping men and up the stairs onto the main deck. She walked over to the captain's cabin, hesitating. A dim light shone under the crack of the door, proving that the captain was indeed still awake.

"Jack?" She said in a slightly raised voice, knocking on the door. "Jack, open up. I know you're awake."

She heard grumbling inside the door and a thump, followed by an "Ow!" before the door finally opened. Jack stood there, arms crossed across his chest. "Well?" He scowled. "Come in."

Elizabeth stepped inside, moving out of the way. Jack closed the door roughly, nearly slamming it. He stumbled over to his desk, sitting down in the chair and putting up his feet, being careful not to knock over the candle.

"What do you want, 'Lizabeth?" Jack sounded annoyed.

"Jack…" Elizabeth began, unsure of how to say what she wanted to say. "I'm so sorry for what I did."

"That's not what you said when you chained me to the mast." He retorted.

She didn't know what to say. Her gaze moved to the floor. "That was then Jack. I'm sorry now."

"Why are you apologizing?" He asked her.

"B-because I really am sorry." She whispered.

"Get out."

"What?"

"Get out of here. We'll talk tomorrow." He growled.

"Aren't you going to kill me for revenge?" She suggested.

"What?" Jack raised an eyebrow. "Why would I do that?"

"I killed you…" Elizabeth reminded him. "It's only fair."

"No." His voice was cold. "Not leave before I change me mind about that."

"O-okay." She said in a shaky voice. She reached the door and opened it, stopping in the doorway. "I'm so sorry, Jack."

She closed the door and left, not feeling much better.