A Predestined Future Summary: "Has she given up yet? On him I mean," asked Mr. Gibbs watching the young Miss Swann lean over the railing one arm tucked under her chin and the other hanging over the splintering wood. "I dunno mate... I just don't know..." (Jack n' Lizzie)

Disclaimer: As you very well know, Disney owns Pirate's of the Caribbean and all the characters therein (sob)

January, 9th 1775: She leaned against the rail her mousy brown hair falling from it's neatly trimmed bun in waterfalls over her face, red from the cold. "You alright there luv," came a familiar voice. She ignored not only the question but the man as well, she wasn't up to talking with Captain Jack Sparrow, who had already made it clear he could careless that Will had up and left her to search for his father. "Luv, you can't hide from the world forever you know," she closed her eyes slowly letting tears drip slowly into the enormous pool of water that was called the sea.

January, 5th 1775 (four days previous) Elizabeth Swann had a wide spread grin plastered on the center piece of her beautiful features. No man on could resist her beautiful charm, especially not in the land of Tortuga...

She twirled around her skirt following up, "And around and around and.. oh Marty!" he said as the little blighter pulled her closer, she laughed and continued her dance wary of the ever watchful eye of William. Finally the song ended (much to the man's dismay) Elizabeth stole away from the tavern dance floor and towards outskirts were sat said William Turner.

"Come along Will, dance with me," she said hanging her arm playfully in front of him expecting him to take it with not a second thought, but alas she was wrong,

"No I don't think I will darling, rum hasn't settled in quite yet," she took it as neither a compliment or an insult but nodded and began her way towards the eager crowd of waiting men.

"Suit your self darling," she called back to him as she was swept off her feet by a very much drunk Mr. Gibbs. She grinned a little looking back at the man she had just left, she didn't know why he was acting so strange.. was it because of her sudden attraction to one Pirate called by the name of Captain Jack Sparrow?

The thought of his name made her shiver with desire, and what he had said next almost sent chills up her spine even in her present state.
"Shall we dance my luv?" She smiled at him, "But of course," she said, savoring the words as if it was a sweet that rested on the tip of her tongue. He grabbed her and as she twirled into the pirate pressing her back against his chest. She reluctantly turned out following the steps of the dance, "You know my intent is

A/N: There you are . Hope did it be?

I hope it was good, I liked it okay considering made my very high standards for me one self . Anywhom, in the mean time PLEASE reveiw, and I will write the next chapter pronto mkay?

January 10th 1775 "Bloody light," grumbled the young woman formally called Elizabeth Swann stretching her arms out in front of her as if to acknowledge the day. She leaned her back into the bedpost, and looked at the door knowing there was no way of escaping the day. She sighed sadly and reluctantly stood, the floor below her creaking in enragement at the newly added weight.

"Shut it," she said making her way up the stairs and through her door, out onto the deck. Feeling not only cold but fairly exposed, she folded her arms below her chest. She looked around her, the beauty of the sea never ceased to amaze her... the spray of the salty water cam in contact with her unsuspecting face as she made her way further towards the ship's edge.

Elizabeth looked over into the water, it would be so very easy just to push herself over the edge, end her ongoing mind battle over love... She could just jump.. she set her foot up on the railing ready to throw herself over the edge, before an unwelcome voice came from behind her.

"Luv you know that's not the way to join your sorrows..." said Captain Sparrow in his normal drunken slur she was so used to.

"Well then what do you suggest Cap'n?" she said mockingly turning to face him. "Well.. you know I don't have anything to suggest as I'm supposing you would very much like, but truly luv I would miss you terribly," She almost laughed at his stupidity and grinned in spite of herself.

"Well then just for that reason I will stop myself this moment," she said playfully stepping down from the splintered wood, "What would you say if I said I had a way to get your dear ol' William back to your very arms?" asked Jack leaning in towards her. She looked at the man who was dangerously close to her, "What?" she asked with a little squeak, "I can get Will back," he said, "Will? Turner? He's gone... come on Jack it's cold out here can you stop saying stupid stuff and let me leave?" she asked pushing past him, "Your loss," he said as she rolled her eyes and walked back towards her cabin to attempt to complete her sleeping.

Same Day 3 Hours Later

"Have you come to your senses yet?" asked a man hovering over the sleeping body of one chocolate eyed lassie, "Well it depends on which way you mean.." said Elizabeth rolling over to face Jack, "Have you decided if you want Will back by means of my way?" he asked.

She had always understood the senseless thing's he said, they were completely and utterly pointless, but yet they always made her smile, well except for in this instance, "Jack come on... I mean.. well let's have it..." she said sitting up in the bed motioning towards a chair lazily, "What's your idea?"

Jack ignored the chair and sat beside her on the bed, "Well.. the only way that my brain could possibly think up happens to be jealousy," he started,

"By means of another man, a man he would actually think that she could love back," he said hoping she would take the hint he had left her.

"Humor me Jack, what type of man would he be? A rich sailor you will find and kidnap on the high seas of the Caribbean? A commodore perhaps? Or maybe better yet Lord Beckett or someone of his stature, I'm sure they would be completly belivable,"

Jack stuck his tounge out at the mention of all the people, "No, no, a much more... charming sort of man, one that, well is more charming, and handsome, and..." she stopped him,

"Jack I'm not thick, I know it's you she said shoving him off the bed, "And the answer is no, I'm not letting you near me, even if it means Will coming back," his face fell but didn't lose his step, "Come on love, you know that you want him to come running back into your waiting arms," Elizabeth laughed,

"I trust you Jack but will doesn't even if he came back he could cut you bit by bit," he cringed at the unpleasant thought, "Elizabeth please," he said using her name. She raised her eyebrow, if this was his tactic to get her to say yes, it was most certainly working,

"I... Uh..." he cupped her head in his hands, "If you trust me then say yes," he said, she tried her hardest not to succumb to his pleading brown eyes, "I.. Jack.." she watched him, "Okay then, fine," she said standing up and brushing him off of her, "I'll do it..." he smiled, "Always knew you'd warm up to me one day," he smiled, "Now just write him a letter like you would normally and inform him of our recent engagement..." Jack continued on a rant of what to do, but she couldn't help but not listen, her mind wandering to the one complication with his carefully traced out plan.. him... She said half listening to what Jack said and nodding when necessary. She watched him carefully fear creeping up in her heart.. fear that the one person she could use to get Will to fall in love with her again, might be the only one she could actually fall in love with herself...

A/N: Squee!