Unbreakable
Author: SouthamptonRose
Summary: Young Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann become best friends after she rescued him from the ocean. But after arriving in Port Royal, they are seperated for their differences. Will becomes the apprentice of the local blacksmith while Elizabeth is lectured about status and propriety. Their friendship is unbreakable though, but they have a had time making others believe it. Pure random adorable W/E goodness!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Will Turner, Elizabeth Swann, or any other characters mentioned in this story. They all belong to Jerry Bruckheimer and Disney. I can dream though. ;)
Elizabeth hovered anxiously around the group surrounding the boy. She craned her neck to see him, but everyone was just too tall. She ran over to her father and tried to get past him, but he grabbed her shoulder and told her to stand still. She ignored him and pulled herself free from his grasp. He let out an exasperated sigh as she rushed to on officer and tried to make him back off.
"But I'm the one who discovered him!" she yelled indignantly. "I'm the one that was with him! Let me through!"
"Miss Swann," the officer replied patiently, "I would work on that temper if I were you. Please stay calm." He turned away and ignored her.
She screamed in frustration and began pacing, earning many looks from the small crowd, some annoyed and others amused. Finally her father walked over to her and sat her down on a barrel some twenty feet from the gathering. She opened her mouth to protest, but quickly bit her tongue, remembering the punishments she could receive for disobeying her father. No, he wasn't that mean, and no, she didn't normally follow orders, but he wasn't just her father; he was also the governor, and everyone had to listen to the governor unless they were above him, which she most certainly was not.
He patted her shoulder affectionately and gave her a loving smile. "You're just like your mother, you know that? So much spirit." He sighed. "And she had quite a talent for trouble as well." He shook his head and smiled, but then his face turned serious. "I'm so happy so much of her is in you, but that cannot always be such a good thing. Please, just wait here and sit still. I promise you will be informed when the boy awakens."
"But I must see him now!" she exclaimed. "Please Father; I'm the only one who knows him. If he awakens to a large crowd surrounding him, he surely will be absolutely terrified!"
Her father sighed and opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off by the sharp sound of coughing. He turned around and furrowed his eyebrows, and Elizabeth jumped to her feet. The coughs sounded painful, and suddenly they were replaced by desperate gasping. Elizabeth's eyes widened. She was about to take a step forward, but her father clamped his hand firmly onto her shoulder.
She looked up at him and opened her mouth to protest, but the sharpness of his eyes silenced her. "Wait," he said gravely. "Wait until the doctor is through." She forced herself to nod and then looked back to where young Master Turner was lying. He sounded in pain, and it terrified her.
The boy's gasping continued, and he tried to call out something, but it was illegible. A minute later, he tried again, and this time, his words were not lost. "Miss Swann!" he yelled frantically. "Miss Swann!"
That was enough for her. Elizabeth quickly pushed off her father and rushed to the group. This time, when she demanded admittance, they parted for her without a word. She hurried past them and kneeled down by the boy's side. Reaching out, she took his hand in hers and looked anxiously into his face. He had begun coughing again, and it was quite violent. His body was shaking and his skin had paled to snow white. She watched him with wide eyes and held her breath.
She turned her head and looked up at the doctor, who was shaking his head as he wrote something on a piece of parchment. "What's happened?" she demanded. "What's wrong with him?"
The doctor sighed and looked at her. "I'm afraid he's caught a rather nasty fever, possibly pneumonia by the looks of it. And he's wounded." He shook his head. "Poor boy; he's in for a rough time."
"Wounded?" she gasped. "But he was fine when I was talking to him earlier. There was nothing wrong!"
He shrugged. "I don't know what to say Miss Swann. All I know is that he has got a rather nasty cut in his side. I bandaged it up, but I'm not sure if that will be enough." He sighed. "We'll just have to wait and see."
She looked at him in horror. "Just wait and see? You can't just wait! What if it gets infected, what if it doesn't heal?" Her eyes widened drastically. "What if he dies?" She gasped. "He can't die, can he? Please tell me he can't die! I'd never forgive myself!"
"Miss Swann, Miss Swann, calm down," the doctor said calmly. "There is a chance that he can die, but then again, there is just as much chance that any of us can die. I do not believe he will, and I do not believe his injury can get worse. It will heal in time."
Elizabeth sighed in relief. "So he'll be alright?"
He nodded. "I believe so."
She turned back to the boy and rubbed her thumb over his hand gently. "You're going to be alright Master Turner," she whispered. "You're going to be alright."
He looked back at her and his face slightly relaxed, but then he was once again overcome by a strong fit of coughs. She didn't back away though. She would stay with him, even if it meant catching his fever herself. She wouldn't leave him. She couldn't. It was her fault he had fallen unconscious. And though she suspected his fever was from being in the freezing ocean, and his injury from the disasterous shipwreck, she would take the blame for those as well. Nursing him back to health would be her atonement, and she would do it without complaint. From this moment on, she knew he was destined to become her best friend, and she would never let him die.
(A/N:) Well...I said I would maybe update in a few days...but I'm so bored that I decided to post just for the heck of it. Besides...it's a reeeeaaaalllllyyyy short chapter. But oh so cute in my opinion. ;) Please review!
