AN: Sorry the last chapter wasn't as good as the last one. I'll try to make them better. I still might not update like every day because I have to study for end of the semester finals! I am crying already at the horrible thought! Haha Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 4

"Hey," Harry said walking up to Will.

"Hey."

"So, I've been meaning to ask you, who is she? You and Jack have been talking about this woman frequently, and I would like to know who she is."

"My wife," Will said. "She is my wife, who disappeared three years ago without a trace."

"What happened?"

"One day, just a little while after our wedding, the ship was attacked. Although she is as tough as nails, she was incredibly outnumbered. Everybody except for her had escaped, and Jack made sure that I couldn't go back. He just couldn't lose us both I guess, or he just hates her. Ha! That day still haunts me to this day, and I still cannot believe that I let Jack hold me back. I should have gone after her. There were over seventy men, and just one woman. Not even Jack could have escaped that!"

"Wow. I'm sorry for your loss, but on the bright side, we'll be in Georgia inn a couple days."

"Yeah. I really hope we find her soon."

"Don't worry, we will," Harry said determinedly.


"Oi!" Ron yelled. "Harry, did you figure out who she is?"

"Yes," Harry replied.

"Who?" Parvati Patil asked curiously.

"His wife."

"He's married?" Lavender Brown asked, a look of devastation on her face. As Harry slowly nodded, she said, "Aww, but he's so cute!"

"You'll deal with it," Ginny said rolling her eyes.


"Land ho!"

"Are you ready for this mate?" Jack asked Will.

"Yes, Jack," Will said.

The journey to Savannah seemed to take forever for Will. Along with him was Jack, Barbossa, Gibbs, Anamaria, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. Everybody else stayed with the ship. When they finally reached the estate, they slipped around back to where the slaves' quarters were.

"Who's there?" a voice came. The group looked up to see a young girl who looked around fourteen-years-old walk up to them.

"We are here to find a woman by the name of Elizabeth Turner," Will said. "Do you know her?"

"Yes, I do," the girl answered. "Might I ask who you are?"

"My name isn't important at the moment."

"Very well," she said looking at ill suspiciously, "follow me."

She led them to the slaves' quarters where they saw plenty of girls and women between the ages of seven and forty. There were even children, girls and boys, who seemed to be the children of some of the slaves. Since it was late night, most were sleeping. She eventually stopped in front of one sleeping form. When she bent down, she whispered, "Elizabeth, wake up."

"What is it, Rory?" Elizabeth asked, still half asleep.

"There are some peop – " she started, but was cut off by a scream. At this, Elizabeth bolted upright and ran to two little, one of whom was whimpering while the other just looked annoyed. A little girl, still whimpering, stared at Elizabeth with wide eyes.

"Mummy," she whispered, "I had a bad dream."

"Mummy," a little boy said at the same time, "Abby woke me up."

"Shh," she whispered, "it's okay."

"Mummy," the little boy asked, "who are those people?"

"Michael, what are you talki – " she stopped suddenly as she saw everybody and gasped.

"Hello, Elizabeth," Will said with a small grin.

"Will," she gasped as she ran into his arms. "You found me!"

"Of course I did," he answered. He bent down and kissed her, but they were soon interrupted by Jack.

"Ello, Lizzie," he said with his infamous grin.

"Jack!" she exclaimed. She walked up to him, and Jack opened his arms, ready for a hug. When she was close enough, she reached up and slapped him across the face. "Tell me, Jack, why do I have a feeling that you are the reason that I have stayed here for so long?"

"Lizzie, you see," he was cut off by another slap to the face. "Are you done yet?"

"Yes," she breathed. "I think I got it out of my system now."

"Good, cause that hurt!"

"Sorry, Jack, but you deserved it."

"That's true," he said with a nod of his head.

"So, Liz," Will said, "why have you been here for so long. I mean, why haven't you escaped yet?"

"I couldn't. I was always guarded by at least seven men at a time, and I had no weapons. Now, I just can't because of the kids."

"The kids?" Will asked.

AN: What did you think? I know it was short, but this is where I decided to end it. I hope I'll be able to update more frequently, but it will have to be in between studying (FINALS. Bleh and Christmas and birthdays. Please give me some FEEDBACK, positive feedback is always welcomed!