The priest turned towards Will and repeated the same words, "I Do.." "With the power vested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife.."
Elizabeth tried her hardest not to sob as the ceremony dragged on and on and on.. She shouldn't have been there anyway, she should have been with Jack.. With her Jack..
Her Jack.. Her Jack.. Her..
"JACK!!!!" cried a voice shaking her from her dreams she bolted up looking around her to see the source of the noise before relishing it was none other then herself, and oddly enough, she hadn't been the only one to hear her shriek, "Elizabeth.." said Will who sat up in the same fashion as herself, "Dear are you alright?" she looked over at him, "Umm.. Yes.." she grinned her signature fake grinned that she always seemed to have to use with her husband, Will Turner.
He grinned "Alright then," he said softly, he rolled over and was about to fall asleep before bolting up and shooting her a horrified look, "Why exactly were you screaming Jack's name?" he asked raising one of his dark colored eyebrows..
'Not good..' she allowed herself to think trying to think of an excuse other that would actually fit the occasion of dreaming, "I was just dreaming of when he died.." she said sadly, even if that wasn't what she was dreaming, remembering the situation did want to make her cry the name of her dearly beloved, even if she was in the company of her husband. "It wasn't your fault," he said taking an end of her hair and kissing it. She grinned in spite of herself, Will always seemed to know what to say.
"But this is.." she leaned over and engaged in a kiss that for some reason didn't mean anything to her, but apparently it did to him as her pressed himself into it full heartedly. "Will..." she said breaking off the kiss before it went any further. "I'm tired," he grinned and laid back into in the bed her following his lead, "Me too..." he said laughing, "Goodnight luv," she cringed hearing the word that Jack had called her so many times spoken by the last person from whom she wanted to hear it. "Goodnight Jill..." she said letting the first letter slip but passing it off as her yawning through the sentence though by that time Will was already sawing logs in his dreamland.
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"And I want that painting to be right there, yes that's right," the butler moved over a little and moved the painting to the place that Will motioned towards, Elizabeth came out only donning her off white nightgown, that flowed out behind her beautifully and made a shape of anything that she walked over, that was her favorite part of it. which was a pleasant surprise to many of the men overseeing Will's house redecoration. Will laughed, "Darling the robe is hanging on the bedpost," Elizabeth laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, "I know," he laughed and turned around so that they were facing the same direction and pecked her lips. "I made you breakfast," she grinned and moved away from him, "Why thank you!" she grinned and made her way to the kitchen where a plate of the most delicious looking muffin and a cup of her favorite tea sat, she grinned and took the tray to her table and sat staring at the plate that her husband had taken so much time to prepare.
She closed her eyes and prayed the simple prayer she was taught as a girl, "Thank you Lord, for this food you have provided for me.. and thank you for all that you've given me.." she opened her eyes and was about to take a bite of the food that lay before her but snapped her eyes shut again and added the next part, "And Lord please show me which one I truly love.. Even if the answer is already obvious.." she sighed and ate her food letting her tears patter on the painted metal tray...
Why now?? She had always been so sure of her choice.. The decision to marry Will.. Untill the dream that one dream that haunted her for the past week and half.. She sighed and attempted to stop her crying but not before Will came in the room and rushed to her side terrified she was crying. "Elizabeth?" he asked putting his hand on her lower arm, "Are you okay?" she sighed and sniffed back her tears, "Yes I'm fine, I was just.." another bout of tears sprung and she threw herself into Will's arms.
"Is it about that dream again?" he asked running his fingers through her matted hair, she sighed. He didn't know half of it, she had lied to him about what the dream was about.. she had lied to him why she had called out Jack's name.. She had lied to him about everything and somehow it didn't hurt as bad as it used to... The pain it caused her to lie before was as if her hearts had been ripped out from it's holding place and cut up into so many tiny pieces that they got lost in the mass of blood she let flow. She nodded not thinking of a better reason for her to be crying.
"Jack isn't dead Elizabeth, you saved him and he's probably spending special time with his lasses in Tortuga and getting pleasantly drunk," she looked at him, "And how do you know that? Do you have an acquaintance with some of his said lasses?" they both grinned, "Fine then to prove my point I'll find him.. Okay? And bring him here, so you can see that Captain Jack Sparrow is alive and well as always, alright?" the moment he uttered those words Elizabeth's face went from happy to terrified, "No..." she said immediately. He looked taken aback, "Is it because of the kiss?" she continued the look of horrification but didn't answer, he rolled his eyes, "I'm going to go find him," he turned away to leave but before doing so turned back to her and kissed her lightly on the cheek, "Go take a nap, it might do you some good," she nodded and kissed his on the lips and made her way to the bedroom to heed Will's advice the many terrible things that could happen racing through her mind.. But amidst the horrendous thoughts that seemed to be consuming her mind mixed in was the slightest tiniest bit of wonderful.