This is where all my one-shots will go for POTC I, II and III... just take a look at the warnings and summaries and stuff to know what you're getting into... :P
I don't own POTC - it belongs to Disney and Bruckheimer...
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Title: Return To You
Pairing: Will/Elizabeth, Norrington/Elizabeth
Rating: G
Warnings: None... bizarreness? angst? fluff?, AU
Summary: Norrington ends up on Davy Jones when his heart brings him there. He wasn't afraid to die... but he's got something to do...
AN: How else would Norrington get on the ship? I WANT HIM TO LIVE FOREVER!!!!! NORRINGTON! THIS GOES OUT TO YOU!!!!!!! MAY YOU LIVE FOREVER WITH WILL! FORGET ELIZABETH!!! lol. or not.
Return To You
"Are you afraid to die?"
Norrington could only laugh.
No... I'm not... it's just... there were things I wanted to do...
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There are things I wanted to do.
"Things?" A voice asked from the darkness, fuzzy but familiar. "What things?"
"Elizabeth..."
The voice came closer with a sharp laugh.
"Elizabeth..."
He struggled to open his eyes - the blur of white flesh sharpened revealing deep, earnest dark eyes, long chestnut hair now black with the wet and tied back under a bandanna... but it was the firmly chiseled features - the firm jaw and profile... the high cheekbones...
"Where - what - wh-where -"
"Easy now..." Another deeper voice said from behind him.
"What am I doing here? I thought - I died..."
"That's right," the apparition before his eyes said grimly. "You did."
"So -"
"But apparently you have unfinished buisness... with my wife..."
Ah. Will Turner.
"Will Turner," gritted out James Norrington, trying to raise himself up. "What are YOU doing here?"
"Well... I died..."
James Norrington could only laugh - as the familiar stench of carbuncles, sea water, rope, wet wood and tar hit him. He was glad for the wet - he hoped no one could see the tears running down his cheeks.
"Welcome aboard the Flying Dutchman, Norrington," Will said. "I've got a free spot for cabin boy... are you interested?"
James Norrington took his hand.
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Are you afraid of death?
No.
Just let me make sure she is happy... Let me see her one last time...