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A lone woman stood in her bed chamber, looking out of her window. It had been 3 weeks since Will had left. Of course it was not his choice to leave his wife, but he had no choice. Thanks to Davvy Jones, he was now bound to the Flying Dutchman as Captain Turner. Along with his father Bill Turner or 'Bootstrap Bill' as some had known him by. Elizabeth knew her husband would be safe, for he could not die. It was purely because she missed him. Their wedding was preformed whilst in battle against the Flying Dutchman and other various ships that were out to get them and the man who married them was.
Elizabeth had been having sleepless nights. There she lays, wide awake, thinking about Will. Ever since their adventures on the seas, she had become a pirate. She had swapped her frills and corsets for leather and boots. People knew her before as Elizabeth Swann, but now she was to be known as Elizabeth Turner. The people that lived around her still called her a Swann, but she corrected them by saying that she was married to Will Turner and her name was to be Elizabeth Turner. They had often asked her how she was married and she laughed at the thought and told them on a boat, in the middle of a battle. It had amused her of their reactions especially the people that knew her before. She also thought about what Jack Sparrow was up to these days. Probably ripping off some poor person, she thought.
She had dared not to open the chest with Will's heart inside. It was given to her to look after while he was out at sea. Will had said that it had always belonged to her and so she will keep it safe. Guard it with her life for if it is stabbed, he will die.
She also knew that he will do the job properly, unlike Davvy Jones.
A strip of sun light was beginning to enter her room. She did not live in her father's house anymore. It would have brought her great sadness everyday, so she was able to buy a little two-bedroom cottage near the ocean. It wasn't grand or anything. After her experience with pirates, she would not buy anything of great value again.
She had seen enough blood shed and enough dead bodies, she did not need to see anymore.
She had told many people of the great battle that had occurred. A new blacksmith was needed to be found to replace Will. "Nothing could replace Will" Elizabeth thought, but what could she do? If Jack had never of given up his chance for eternal life, then Will would be dead and she would have become a widow.
Some people did not believe that she had faced Davvy Jones. She had also told others that she had been to Davvy Jones' Locker. They asked what it was like and she simply replied 'a dry and sandy desert.' There were some things that could not be told. For example how Calypso was released, but in which did not work. Instead it only made thing worse and they were forced to fight under heavy rain, until the deaths. Well maybe for some like Will.
Just as Elizabeth was about to turn around to go for a walk, she suddenly felt sick to the core. She heaved and heaved and then finally threw up. After she had finished, she went to clean it up. A wide smile spread across her face as realisation did also. She had hoped that she would fall pregnant with Will's child and it seemed she had. She couldn't believe it. She was having his child! Sure, she was truly terrified that he will not be there for her, but she knew that Will was still there, in her heart.
It was all up to her. She had no help and even worse the chance of death from childbirth was high. She may have faced some truly evil and blood thirsty pirates, but nothing could prepare her for this. She decided not to go on the walk, but to stay in her room and rest. She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she had to try. She closed her eyes and then slowly drifted off to sleep.