Disclaimer:I do not own PoTC.
Curiosity killed the cat.
That's what they always tell me, the say it like it's a prayer. And I follow it.
But you cannot just take curiosity away from someone; they will always have something that they consider different.
In this case, it didn't kill a cat. It killed a man, and not just any man.
This man meant the world to me, and it's only now that I realize it.
I wanted him, and he knew it. He was curious to, and in the end it killed him.
"Pirate." His one uttering haunts me.
And then I think of the end of that phrase, the one many people don't bother saying.
But satisfaction brought it back.
I smile a small smile.
Maybe, just maybe he has a chance.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but what of the satisfaction?
A/N: This is from Elizabeth's P.O.V right after she killed Jack, and is sitting in the boat