Three Days Later

Elizabeth Swann danced around the large room happily - holding a beautiful white wedding dress in her arms as she spun around the bed and fell backwards on the plush sheets. Within days she was to wed William Turner - her soul mate and nothing could bring her spirits down. The dress had been a present from the Queen - a lovely silk corset with sparkling sequences and lace trimming. It was going to be the best day of her life.

A knock on the door surprised her, causing her to leap from the bed and hang the dress back in the closet. "Come in," She stated - watching as the bedroom door crept open slowly and Will peeked his head into the room. "Good morning, Elizabeth." He said with a smile, taking a moment to bask in her beauty before handing her a fistful of freshly picked flowers in an array of colors. "Oh Will, there beautiful." Elizabeth assured, kissing him deeply before placing his gift into a small empty vase beside her bed.

"What do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"

"I saw a ship sailing into Port Royal this morning. It's about thirty minutes away."

"..and?"

"This ship has black sails."

"The Black Pearl."

~

"Guards! Put your weapons down!" Elizabeth demanded, running down the docs as Jack stepped off his ship and opened his arms to her.

"Elizabeth, darling. You're looking positively magnificent these days. How's the old man?" Will was only steps behind Elizabeth, narrowing his eyes at the thought of being someone's 'old man'. "I would be one to talk, Sparrow. You're olden then me and Elizabeth put together." He joked, watching a wave of anger wash over Jack's face before he waved him away and continued towards the shore - turning around only after realizing that his company hadn't stepped foot on land. "Olivia! Don't be rude, dear. Come meet these fine people."

"Olivia?"

He hadn't spoken to her in nearly a day - idly wondering if she had jumped overboard.

"Liv?"

Finally a shy girl wearing tattered clothes peeked her head from behind the helm - making eye contact with Elizabeth then Will. She stepped down the stairs quickly and joined Jack's side - nodding her head in a weak attempt at hello.

"Who is this, Jack? You've brought a date! How lovely."

"Date? What? What on earth gives you that idea and why, may I ask, would I need a date to visit the likes of Port Royal?"

"The wedding! Will and I are to be married at the end of the week." Elizabeth assured, giving Olivia the once over. The poor girl seemed so broken and sad, her hair was a mess and those clothes simply had to go. "Bloody hell boy you aren't going to be married are you? That's a downward spiral." Jack winced as he recieded a hard slap in the arm from Elizabeth. "Well, had I known there was to be a wedding I'd have brought a gift." He continued, looking back towards Olivia who was obviously uncomfortable.

"Let me introduce you to my..." What as she? Hardly a friend anymore. "...my... um, Olivia. Found her in Tortuga a few days ago and seems she needs sanctuary. I told her that I'd drop her off here - you lot would take care of her and I'd be on my way, savvy?" With that, Jack bowed slightly and turned back to his ship - feeling Olivia's eyes bore into his back. She didn't want him to stay - deep inside her very being she hated that man - but she didn't want to be alone in this town just yet.

"Jack! Won't you stay until after the ceremony?" Elizabeth called, having him stop dead in his tracks. He turned around slightly and smiled towards them - opening his arms to the invitation. "You'd have to ask for Olivia's blessings, lass. If she wouldn't mind a pirates company for the next few days."

Elizabeth looked at Olivia, who nodded her head slightly. "Id like for you to stay." She whispered, biting her tongue at the thought of actually wanting Jack Sparrow in her life. "Wonderful! It's settled then Jack - you can stay with Will and Olivia will stay in the Governors house with me and my father." Elizabeth assured happily - clasping her hands together as she ushered Olivia towards the shore and her lovely home.

It was obvious that this poor girl had little in life and by the look of her bruised face and rags for a dress she needed a friend. "Let's go back to my fathers house and we'll run you a nice hot bath then find you a new dress to wear, okay?"

Olivia smiled at Elizabeth's charitable acts and nodded her head, leaving Jack and Will in the distance. "Thank you, Ms. Swann. You're very kind."

~

"I thought you were a pirate, Will. Pirates don't get married." Jack assured, sitting with Will in his blacksmith shop as Will sharpened a newly made sword. Will made him no comment until after he was finished and sat the blade down on a table - turning to look at Jack. "I love Elizabeth more than being a pirate. Something's are more important in life then the lust of the open ocean." He assured simply, returning to the task at hand. "You wouldn't know anythin' about that, Jack. Had you ever been in love like this you'd given up everything just to make her happy."

Will's words burned into Jack's thoughts. He was mistaken - Jack had known a love like that once before. Maybe. It all confused him now - he was young and Olivia was beautiful but the sea, the sea was his love. A sigh escaped him as he thought of Olivia sitting on that shore line - completely heart broken as he sailed away from Tortuga.

He would surely burn in hell for hurting that girl.

~

"So, tell me all about you, Olivia. You must be something special for Jack to take the time and bring you here. I've seen Tortuga and the horror's you've had to endure break my heart. It's a good thing he was there that day."

Elizabeth was buried in her closet - searching for something suitable Olivia could wear. The two girls were about the same size - the older just a bit smaller and malnourished.

"It's somewhat of a long story, Ms. Swann."

"Please, call me Elizabeth."

The younger woman smiled and returned to the hunt - pulling out a beautiful deep purple dress. "This one would look lovely on you." She assured, idly asking again about her life in Tortuga. Olivia took in a deep breath and began.

"Jack and I grew up together in Tortuga. His family took me into their home when I was five years old after my parents and several other towns people were murdered by pirates. We became great friends over the years but Jack was in love with adventure and becoming a pirate - even though pirates had ruined our island. His father, Mr. Sparrow, who had also taken Jack in when he was left on their doorstep as an infant disapproved of any talk of pirates but Jack perused that dream anyway and left once he was of age."

Elizabeth was surprised, listening intently as Olivia continued the sad story of her life after Jack left her to become a pirate.

"Mr. Turner and Mr. Sparrow - welcome to the Governor's home. Dinner is being served in the dining area. Ms. Winslet and Ms. Swann are upstairs and will join you there momentarily." One of the many governor's servants assured, guiding them through the large house and towards the diningroom. A feast fit for a king was awaiting them - ham with all the fixings - Jack had never seen so much food.

"Looks delicious." William assured, sitting down at one of the five seats. "Aye, very. Hope those girls make way. I'm starved."

~

"Olivia, dear? Jack and Will have arrived."

Elizabeth pecked on the washroom door and allowed herself inside - grinning as Olivia came into view wearing the beautiful dark purple dress with white lace and a white corset. The poor girl looked so uncomfortable - the maids having fixed her up as a proper girl should be; her once messy honey blond hair now fell down her slender shoulders in soft, thick curls and they had applied a bit of make-up that Elizabeth got from France to her wounds, nearly causing them to disappear. She was a vision of loveliness.

"You look simply lovely, Olivia. Is everything okay?"

Olivia made her no comment - just continued to stare into the mirror. What had she let these people do to her? "Olivia? Is everythin' alright? Jack and Will are waiting for us." Elizabeth knelt down in front of her new friend and forced a worried smile, touching her chin to bring their eyes together. "I don't want him to see my this way." She whispered, mostly to herself than anyone. "Who, dear?"

Olivia shook her head as if to say never mind and forced herself from the vanity. "Nothing, it's nothing. Let us go before they get restless and eat all the food." She assured kindly, taking Elizabeth's offered hand as she guided her through the upstairs and to the dinning area of the house.

~

"So what's the story with Olivia? Friend of yours or just another girl to slap you in the morning?"

Jack looked up from the empty white plate slowly, looking over at Will who waited patiently for an answer to his question. There was no mistaking the way Jack looked at Olivia but from knowing him so well it had to be lust instead of love. Jack Sparrow didn't know how to love anything but himself.

"Old friend of mine. Seems I did her a bit of hardship in the past and now I'm trying to make it square between us. Thought she could come to Port Royal and find a nice house to live, a few friends - less thievery and misfortune here."

"Interesting."

"You have no idea."

Jack turned his attention back to the plate, studying his distorted image closely. Elizabeth had insisted that he wash up before dinner - the first hot bath he had in years. His face looked paler, tired eyes showing through without the black coal rimming the lids.

"Olivia, she's an amazing woman - or was. I'm not really sure anymore."

"You're not making any sense, Jack." Not that he'd ever made much sense before but this particular time he was sounding extra crazy. "I don't know how to explain it, Will, just that Olivia was something special to me and I ruined it. There really be no point in thinking about it anymore. You and your bonnie lass will be married by weeks end and I'll be back on my ship and far away from this spit of land."

"Gentlemen." One of the maids stated loudly, glaring at Jack as he removed his elbows from the table and sat back in his chair. "Let me introduce you the lovely Elizabeth Swann and Olivia Winslet. Dinner is served."

Olivia stepped down the stairs carefully in her uncomfortable shoes. The dress she wore covered her feet - making it hard to see if she was missing a step or not but she tried none the less - nearly tripping twice before she made it to the table. Will stood to his feet quickly and pulled out Elizabeth's chair - then Olivia's once he saw that Jack hadn't moved. The girls each bowed slightly and thanked him in a quiet voice - taking their places at the table.

"Olivia, you look... lovely." Jack stated, "...you as well, Elizabeth." Assuring quickly as he closed his gaping mouth and turned his attention towards Ms. Swann. "This meal looks lovely. Everything is lovely. I say we eat and be merry."

"Aye." Will agreed as the cooks began to serve them their meals.

~

"I think Port Royal is going to bring wonderful things you way, Olivia dear."

Olivia stared down at her plate without making Jack a comment, folding her hands in her lap nervously. It was hard trying to look past all the hurt he has caused her - even though he was trying to make amends - she was to stubborn to forgive and forget.

"Olivia, I wish you'd speak with me - what man deserves such cold-heartedness? I'm sorry for the misfortunes I've caused you. I really am... but I was just a young man when I left Tortuga. You cannot blame me for lusting after adventure."

His company sighed deeply - wishing that Will and Elizabeth would return from the kitchen soon. Jack didn't speak of such things when they were around and she had to thank him for that. All she wanted was to forget about what he had done but unfortunately Jack only knew how to fuel the fire - if he could learn to be seen and not heard once in a while perhaps so many people wouldn't despise him. "Please, Jack. This isn't the time nor the place for such talk. If you care about anything then please care not to speak of our past."

Jack sighed in anger - it was hopeless. He had done much worse things in his life and been pardoned from those consequences but this girl, the only girl that had ever made him feel so weak, wouldn't hear of it.

"As you wish, Ms. Winslet." He wasn't one to hold back his feelings. "I just wish you knew how painful all this has been for me as well - do you really think I enjoy the fact that I hurt you all those years ago? You were everything to me and never in all my years have I been able to forget the pain that I caused you. If only you knew how many times I prayed to whatever God would listen to a pirates prayer that you'd be alright and I'd find you..." There was a weakness in his eyes now as they searched hers for any sign of compassion. "I'd take it all back to be able to spare you that day, Liv..." His voice was just a whisper from across the table now.

"Jack, please stop." Olivia whispered back, closing her eyes as a single tear fell down her cheek. "Fine! Let this grief be on your head then, Olivia. I can't live with it anymore!"

Anger had taken over his once calm emotion as he threw back his chair and slammed his fists onto the thick table. "I wish I'd never laid eyes on you in that god forsaken town nor helped you! Should have let that sod of a man beat some sense into you!" Jack yelled, causing a few of the maids as well as Will and Elizabeth to return to the dinningroom. "You're a bloody whore of a trollop and I'm sick of beating myself up over something you obviously don't give a damn about!"

Olivia pushed herself up from her chair and narrowed her eyes. "Do us both a favor, Jack Sparrow and leave - you've left me once what does it matter if you leave again? This time I won't beg you to stay nor will I care if the sea swallows you whole! I wish I'd never let eyes upon you!" She screamed, flooding the room with her tears and anguish.

"Jack! Mind your manners - how dare you speak to her like that?"

"Sod off, Elizabeth. I tried hard and plenty to make amends with her but she won't hear of it!" With that said Jack gave Olivia one last hard look - ignoring the pain in her eyes and the tears that fell freely down her cheeks. He growled in anger and turned towards the front door - storming out into the streets.

"Oh, Elizabeth. I'm so sorry to have brought this into your home." Olivia cried, surprised when her friend crossed the room and put a comforting arm around her. "Don't speak of it, Olivia. You are welcome here."

The shuffle of heavy shoes startled Jack - causing him to look over his shoulder and blink in surprise. Surely it was to be Will or even Elizabeth to come and give him a good, stern lashing about speaking to young women in such a way butt to his surprise Olivia was standing at the docs with her eyes glued to his. He sat motionless on the edge with his legs swinging over the water - pale moonlight illuminating his strong features. He had sat there so long his legs were numb and he didn't think it was possible to stand.

"Thought you'd be well on your way by now, Captain."

Jack narrowed his eyes.

"Come to see me off, then? Thought you'd wish you'd never let eyes on me."

They were the two most stubborn people in all the Caribbean.

"Seems my life would have been a lot less miserable if I'd never let eyes on you, Jack Sparrow, but I supposed it'd had been a bit more drab as well." Jack felt a heavy grief lift from his heart as Olivia sat down beside him on the doc's edge - the beautiful dress Elizabeth had let her borrow nearly swallowing her whole and she looked magnificent but very uncomfortable.

"Crewmen are sleeping sound. Would hate to cause a mutiny over exhaustion so we set sail by day break."

"Oh."

"Then, my dear, you'll have your hearts desire and I'll be out of your life for another ten years. Possibly the sea will swallow me up and you'll never have to worry of me again. Savvy?"

He was trying hard to be nice to her but her words at dinner had stung his pride and his feelings. He wasn't an easily forgiving man but he knew she had every right to say what she had.

"Jack. Don't speak of those things. I would never want anything bad to happen to you."

At least she was telling the truth - Jack had been so many things to her and she couldn't bare the thought of anything happening to him. He was still the one she'd grown up with and she would always care for him no matter what their relationship was. Even when she hated him she loved him.

"I don't hate you, Jack." Olivia continued, whispering mostly to herself as Jack leaned towards her as if he couldn't hear what she was saying. "You've got a strange way of showing that, you know." He muttered, touching her chin softly with his fingertips - causing her to raise her eyes and meet his. "After you left I was so empty inside. I would have given anything to make you want me the way I wanted you. But... your heart belonged to the Sea."

"I've thought about you so much since our last time together. I think the night I left Tortuga my heart broke into two halfs. Perhaps one belongs to the sea but the other... it was always yours Olivia. It will always be yours."

"Jack..."

"The women that I've had... every one has had your face... every girl I've seen in all the islands The Black Pearl has sailed to has had your... beautiful face... and that kiss we shared the night I left Tortuga still burns on my lips."

Jack's voice grew deeper as he looked over at her beautiful face - watching her tongue dart across her bottom lip and then the top. A million thoughts flooded Olivia's mind as Jack continued his invasion of her personal space - he placed one hand by her side, moving in closer to breathe in her scent. This girl, everything about her was magnificent and he wanted her - more than anything in the seven seas.

"More than Jone's Chest." He croaked just as their lips touched in a small attempt at a kiss - so quick neither knew if it had happened when Jack jerked his head back -realizing what he just said. The truth in those words scared the hell out of him. "What?" Olivia asked, breathlessly - slightly dazed from whatever had just happened between them. "Jack? What did you say?"

"I..., nothing! I shouldn't be invading your honor this way, Olivia. I'm a... terrible person for taking advantage of you like this. It's been a long trip from Tortuga and..."

Jack stood up on shaky legs, holding onto the edge of the docs for leverage as he tried to pull his self together. He had been rambling for a near minute before he helped Olivia to her feet.

"Come now we should be getting you back to the Governors house - you'll catch a death of a cold out here." He continued nervously - his once calm persona quickly changing into that of a mad mans. "Elizabeth has probably fixed a guest room up nicely for you. Lovely girl she is - I knew she'd take care of you."

"Jack? Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine love."

She took his offered hand as he guided her back to the Governors house in silence.

~

"This is all to much, Elizabeth. I'm not used to... this." Olivia stated - marveling at the large, beautiful guest room. The bed was bigger then the house she and Jack once shared. "Don't be silly, dear. Now, did you get things settled with Jack? Are you both back on speaking terms, I hope?"

Olivia rolled her eyes at the thought as a look of confusion consumed her. "I think so. I met him at the docs and we talked. He said some sweet things to me and I swear it felt like we kissed... but, I don't remember kissing him. Then before I realized he was ranting about something or another and I was back here. It's as if something spooked him."

Elizabeth shrugged having realized the first time she met Captain Jack Sparrow that he was somewhat odd. "Try not to look so closely into his actions. Jack's a good man." She assured quietly. "Now, get some rest because tomorrow I plan on taking you to town and showing you around Port Royal."

Olivia nodded.

"Elizabeth, before you go I want to say that I'm sorry for this evening at dinner. It was a lovely meal and should have been in good cheer towards you're marriage to Will. I feel as though I ruined it with the argument Jack and I had."

"It's quite alright. I understand just how hard headed and arrogant Jack Sparrow can be. I'm just glad the two of you are on speaking terms. He seems to care for you dearly, Olivia." She assured with a smile, causing her friend to roll her eyes once more before laying back on the bed. Jack Sparrow only cared for himself. "Goodnight, Elizabeth."

The younger girl giggled and took her leave towards her own bedroom. She might have been born at night but it hadn't been last night. Jack Sparrow was in love.

~

"I am most certainly NOT in love with her! She's a... bloody hell she's not even a friend... she's nothing to me!"

How dare William Turner accuse him of being in love - with a woman - when he and everyone else knew that; "My first and only love is the sea!" Jack added with a growl of anger - watching Will return from the back room of the blacksmiths shop holding a candle.

"Do you have any rum?"

"No."

Will sighed at his company before lighting two of the four lanterns in the small room. His plan was to make a beautiful sword - the best he had ever wielded - for the Governor as a wedding gift - a thank you for allowing his daughter to marry such a man.

"No rum? You and that girl are meant for each other." Jack growled, idly wondering if there was any rum left on his ship. Surely the crewmen hadn't got into it? He was almost to exhausted to go check. Almost. "Fine, I'll be back and when I return with the rum you can't have any."

"Shouldn't you get some rest?" It was nearly morning and truth be told Will was tired of listening to Jack rant - something he never seemed to quit doing unless he was asleep; and even then it was only a blessing. Will gathered his tools to begin work on the sword - watching Jack find his way to the door and excuse himself to go in search for rum. He nodded his head in goodbye and went back to the task at hand - wondering if it was possible to marry Elizabeth tomorrow instead of the next day - just to get Jack Sparrow out of his hair.