It was impossible to pinpoint the exact moment James Norrington fell in love with Elizabeth Swann. It was so familiar to him, this feeling, that it was hard remembering life before it.
He knew all along about the chemistry between Elizabeth and Mr. Turner. It was all in how they looked at each other. How she looked at him. With such love and caring that it was impossible for James to bear any grudge against Mr. Turner. She was happy and that was all that mattered. As long as she was happy, he was happy.
But the happiness never stopped him from wishing every day that that loving gaze was directed at him.