Elizabeth's Story:
There were so many pirates. Some had one normal eye and one whirring one that spun around and around, making Elizabeth feel sick even to look at them. Some had wooden legs and had a funny tilt when they walked. Some talked in accents. Some spoke in code. Some didn't talk at all. They were all moving closer to Elizabeth as she cowered to the edge of the railing. "No!" she gasped, shielding her eyes. Barbossa was in the front of them all. He was laughing hysterically and Elizabeth winced. "I will escape!" she breathed, her eyes darting around the room. She couldn't find him, where was he? Every pirate in the world was standing in front of her and Jack was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, the deck gave way under her…
Elizabeth opened her eyes and sat up slowly, looking around. She sighed as she realised it was just a dream, and that she was in her cabin aboard the Pearl. The relief turned to disappointment as she realised that Jack wasn't with her. What was even worse was that she had no idea where he was. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and let them touch the floor softly. She was driving insane. Maybe this trip wasn't her best of ideas. She had no idea where neither Will nor Jack was. The thing was, she wanted to see one more than the other. She needed to see one more than the other. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around herself and closed her eyes. A dark figure came into her mind. She smiled and reached forward and it became lighter and lighter and then she gasped as she realised who it was. "Jack!" she breathed, and he turned his eyes to her. He grinned, but didn't say a word. Elizabeth opened her eyes and sighed. She loved Will, not Jack! This was not real. She just wanted to see Jack, that was all! Elizabeth frowned as she stood up and walked to a window that sat in the middle of the wall. It was the tiniest window, but it let in enough light. She touched it softly with her fingers and when she brought them up, they left a print where she'd broken through the mist. It was so cold.
She wasn't going to be able to stay in her cabin all day, so she decided to leave it. She quickly changed into warmer clothes and opened the door quietly, ducking outside and closing it. She heard some noise. Some loud noise. She screwed up her face and walked swiftly up to the deck, watching as Barbossa shouted at his crew. Elizabeth hid behind a wall a while away from them, peeking over at them and biting her lip as he spoke.
"We need to find Jack!" he yelled and Elizabeth's eyes widened, "He has the charts we be needin' to find the Fountain of Youth!" he pulled out the same chart that Elizabeth remembered them using to find Jack while he was in Davy Jones' locker. A sharp pang hit Elizabeth as she remembered that was her fault. The only difference with the chart in Barbossa's hand was that it had a large circular hole in it. The middle was missing. The crew nodded at him and muttered angrily and excitedly at the same time. Elizabeth smiled for two reasons: one was that Jack had some wit about him not to take the whole thing, just to take the main part, and the second was because this meant that she was going to get what she wanted after all. She carefully changed the look on her face to say that she hadn't heard what Barbossa had just said, and also to say that she had just woken up. Then she strode over to him, pretending to yawn and look angry.
"Miss Swann. I trust you had a good night's sleep?" Barbossa said slyly as he spotted Elizabeth. She shrugged.
"It was much as expected." She muttered, looking down and trying to suppress a smile.
"Well, Elizabeth, you asked to come." Barbossa pretended to roll his eyes, still smiling. Elizabeth shot him a glare.
"I asked to see Jack!" she corrected angrily.
"You'll see him soon enough." Barbossa said, quite annoyed with her tone and waved a hand in front of her face. "Go and make yourself useful before I change my mind."
Elizabeth knew he wasn't going to change his mind. This was as much for him as it was for Elizabeth, but even so, she didn't want to push it. She walked away in as much of a huff as she could manage, failing to fight off her smile. Elizabeth couldn't concentrate on anything she tried to do, and she kept glancing at the horizon, to try and see if they were going anywhere familiar. At least, that's what she told herself. She was really just hoping Jack would pop up in front of her face.
"It would be much easier to find Jack if we had that compass of his…" Elizabeth heard Ragetti telling Barbossa. She turned around.
"No, what would be much easier would be if we had the charts!" Barbossa spat back, turning and seeing Elizabeth looking at them, before smacking Ragetti in the back of the head. Elizabeth grinned and walked toward them.
"I agree with Ragetti." She said confidently. "It would be much easier if we had the compass. Although it wouldn't be too easy for you if we had the compass, but if you gave it to me…" Elizabeth stopped dead, mouth open and face reddening. She turned and quickly walked away to her cabin. She didn't mean that. It wouldn't point to Jack…
"I love Will!" Elizabeth tried to tell herself, desperately. She couldn't believe that a compass made to point to what you want most in this world, would point to Jack, in her hands. She grabbed her pillow and sobbed softly into it. She loved Will… but Will wasn't the one she missed.