Lizzie couldn't help but laugh, as Will dragged her back to his room. He was so disgruntled; this was amusing because he obviously thought of himself, as calm, cool and collected, which was obviously a façade.

"What on earth possessed me to kidnap such a witch as you I'll never know." Will muttered to himself; as he kicked open the door to his cabin. "I should have shot you, or better yet taken you into port and sold you to a brothel," he paused; a wicked grin coming over his face, "wait a minute, I can still do that." Will said.

"Oh, please, you wouldn't dare." Lizzie said jerking her arm out of his grip, and taking a seat on the bed. "I don't believe for a minute you're that type of rogue." She commented.

Will was thoughtful a minute before answering. "What type of rogue do you believe me to be, Mistress Bennet?" he questioned, while moving to lean against a bed post.

Lizzie made a face at his "Mistress Bennet" comment before answering. "You're the type that pretends to be a rogue just to strike fear into the heart of men, while underneath his façade he's nothing but a tender-hearted-"

Elizabeth never finished her sentence because she was suddenly pinned down to the bed, his body hovering over her.

"Mistress Bennet, I have been kind to you, but make no mistake I am not one of your regency gentlemen; I do not fetch lemonade while you gossip with your friends, I do not roll over or kneel just because you enter the room. I am pirate, a filthy rogue, who murders, pillages, and plunders. I take women as my own, and leave them wanting after me, not the other way around, and you best not forget that." Will finished, deadly cool.

Elizabeth was an idiot; she knew how to handle herself. Lizzie wrapped her leg around his, and pushed up, while kicking him in the back of his leg causing his leg to give out, and then knock her and him in the floor, but this time with her on top of him.

"Captain Stone-Heart, I am not a whore you decided to kidnap. I might not be a lady, but I have morals. I will not strip off my clothes when you demand, I will not change myself to fit your wishes, I will never call, or want after you, or even think of you, unless you're in my presence, and even then if I do direct my thoughts after you, they will be reminders of your arrogant attitude, and your horrible people skills, and further more you're the one who placed me aboard this ship, not the other way around. You best not forget that." Elizabeth said, placing both hands on his chest, preparing to push herself to her feet, but suddenly found herself trapped by his iron grip.

"Elizabeth," Will began his sea colored eyes intense, "You're a brave woman. No one questions me, they fear me. Your audacity intrigues me." He finished, sitting up forcing her to fall in his lap, before leaning his head over hers.

He's going to kiss me Elizabeth thought, partly horrified, and partly excited. She wondered if his lips were as cold as his eyes, but then there was a knock on his door, and then she was on the floor, and he was opening the door.

"Thank you, Charlotte." Will said taking a tray, before shutting the door again, and turning to back to her. "Well you better pick yourself up off the floor so you can eat." He said, as if nothing had happened.

Lizzie bit back a sharp retort, and nodded instead, climbing to her feet, and taking the tray from him.

"I'll be back in a little while, make yourself comfortable." He said, before striding out of the room.

"Bloody, Pirate!" Elizabeth growled at the door, before slamming herself face first on the bed.

Will felt as if he was dying, his heart was racing, his head was pounding, and he couldn't focus. The only thing he could see was her almond shaped amber eyes snapping at him, daring him to fight her. She was tiny, but so bold, never had he met a woman who would dare argue with him. Didn't she know how easily he could snap her in two? He strode across the deck leaning his head against the mast. He had almost kissed her!

"What's wrong with me?" Will whispered. He hadn't felt like this since Elaina and that was an obvious disaster. His hate for her and Jack had kept him numb for so long, he had forgotten what it felt like to feel anything. "Stupid little girl." He muttered banging his head against the mast.

It was then the lantern lights, and the music and yelling from port caught his attention. Why shouldn't he be allowed to celebrate with his crew? Will nodded his head it was time for him, to live like a pirate.

Jack was furiously trying to think of a way to escape his prison, he had been trapped for coming at least fifteen hours, and he hadn't seen or heard anyone, but then again he was in the bowels of the ship so that was no surprise.

"If I hadn't run into that bloody female, I wouldn't be trapped here." He practically screamed. Jack's plan had been fool-proof wait until the pirates jumped aboard ship, then while everything was chaos escape to the cargo hold, and hide until the fight was over. Except he had ran into that frustrating, but yet delicious Miss Bennet.

Jack knew the first thing he would do once he escaped would be to convince her to join him, and then when they were alone, he would ravish her, and enjoy all the things she had to offer.

"Yes," he grinned, "now all I have to do is escape."

The loud music, and laughter, along with the rum was almost enough to make Will numb again, but he wasn't quite there. He had always been able to hold his liquor well, which was fine until he was trying to drown himself in rum.

"Lad, trust me, this isn't gonna fix it." A male voice with a hint of a Scottish brogue said.

Will turned to see a man wearing a dirty tunic, from the grayish it color it looked to him, as if it had been white at some point.

"You don't know that, old man." Will retorted, annoyed that the man had confirmed what he had just been thinking.

The man turned to look at him with sad grey eyes. "Yes, I do that, probably better than anyone here. I sit and drink day in and day out, trying to forget the things I've lost, but the bottle is never deep enough to completely wipe out the memories."

"Well how do you know, I'm trying to forget something?" Will demanded. "Maybe I just love rum."

"No one just loves rum;" the old man commented sagely, "everyone here is trying to forget something, but you Lad are too good to be spending your time in the cups. You have to much potential to let it go to waste."

Will felt a twinge of anger at the man's words, that old man didn't know him from Adam, he had no business giving him any sort of advice. He was a pirate, worse than scum, and if that didn't speak for his lack of potential nothing else would. Will made sure the old man was aware of this.

The man leaned closer to Will, his eyes sparkling now. "Lad, that's what makes you perfect for this opportunity. Only a gentleman rogue could ever hope to pull this off." The man replied excitedly.

"What are you talking about?" Will demanded, feeling a strange prickling sensation come over his skin, as the man became more animated.

"Old pirate lore speaks of an island, where a goddess sleeps. If you find this island, and capture the goddess in pure silver shackles, she will grant you anything you desire. Many a pirate has tried to find the shackles, and the island, and many a pirate was never seen again. "

"What does this have to do with me?" Will, asked suddenly curious.

The old man gave Will a look that said he was more than just a drunken Scotsman, and he could see right to his soul. "Maybe something, maybe nothing, but it is obvious to me that you're a man that's in need of a wish, why not hunt down the shackles and the island? Maybe you will learn something." The old man shrugged, "I am in possession of the map you need to find both the island, and the shackles, but if you take the map you have to begin the journey."

"Why are you telling me this? Why not just go to the island yourself?" Will, asked suddenly suspicious. He knew there had to be a catch in there somewhere, nothing was ever really free.

The old man shrugged again, "you remind me of someone I used to know, and I am an old man. I have no use for wishes, but I do know this map is real, and I want it to go to someone who will use it properly. It's yours no cost, but I'll say it again if you take the map you must go on this journey." He studied Will a minute before finishing with, "so Lad, what will you do?"

Will thought for a moment, if he took the map what's the worst that could happen? He might find he was sent on a wild goose chase, and if the old man was right, and he could capture this so called goddess, he could wish he had never met Elaina, and have as completely different life. What could it hurt? Besides he had nothing to lose.

"I'll take it." Will said with a nod of his head.

"Excellent." The old man chuckled, reaching into his threadbare jacket, to pull out a worn piece of parchment. "It's all yours." He said handing Will the map.

Then the strangest thing happen, the minute Will's fingers wrapped around the paper, the old man was gone. It was as if he had never had been there. Will rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, but the man was truly gone, and Will was left with a piece of old parchment in his hands.

"Get that boy!" a big brawny man screeched, as a boy who couldn't be more than twelve darted past where the big man had tried to pin him to the wall.

"What did he do?" someone shouted out.

"He tried to cheat me at cards, and if my eyesight wasn't so keen he would have gotten away with it." The large man bellowed, as he tried to grab the boy by the scruff of his neck, but the boy was too quick.

"You stupid oaf, I didn't cheat, with an numbskull like you playing I wouldn't of had to cheat." The boy said laughing impishly, as the drunken brute tried to catch him.

Will watched the boy jump around the room, with the man stumbling after him with some amusement, until he heard the boy speak. He knew that voice well; it had taunted him just a few hours ago, mocking him in a similar manner.

"Elizabeth Bennet." He muttered, but just as he muttered this, the drunken man managed to catch her by the collar, of what Will was sure was stolen clothes.

"Got you, you little snot nosed brat!" the man snarled slamming her against a wall. "Now yer gonna give me, me money back, or I'll be choppin yer dainty little fingers off."

"Bite me." She retorted cheerfully, before taking her foot and making a well placed kick to his groin. Will watched horrified as her bottom him the floor with a loud thump, and the man doubled over cursing.

He's going to kill her. Will thought horrified.

Elizabeth just managed to scurry out of his line of fire, before he came barreling after her a second time. What am I going to do? She thought, trying to figure out how to get of here with her body parts intact.

Maybe leaving the ship wasn't such a good idea. She thought, as she skirted around a table, just as his fist came slamming down just barely missing her nose. Yes, it definitely wasn't. Lizzie decided just as her back bumped against the wall, making her realize she was cornered.

"Nowhere to go, you stupid wretch." The man growled.

Elizabeth shut her eyes, and waited for the blows to come, but they never did. A moment later when she hadn't been beat within an inch of her life, she opened her eyes to see a man knocking the brute to the ground, she then realized it wasn't just a man, it was Will!

"Maybe that will sober you up." Will growled, as he kicked the man in the stomach, before turning to Elizabeth. "Come on, before someone else comes after you." He said, grabbing her hand and dragging her out of the tavern.

As soon as they were a safe distance from the tavern, his lecture began.

"What do you think you were doing?" he demanded grabbing her by the shoulders. "You could have been killed, or worse! Do you have any idea what he would have done if he had found out you were a woman?"

Elizabeth shrugged to stubborn to admit he had saved her from a horrible beating. "I was perfectly fine. He was too drunk to actually hit me, I can handle myself." She said assuredly.

"Elizabeth! Are you insane, or do you have a death wish? Because that man drunk or no, would have beat you to a bloody pulp, but not only that you were taunting him as well!" Will shouted.

"I would have escaped. I can take a punch, no need to worry." She replied reassuringly, hoping it would calm him down. It's not like she hadn't ever been in a tavern before, when she was younger her father would take her along to his club, and as she grew older she would slip off herself to a country tavern. She had learned to play cards from her father's friends, and as she got older she found she was a decent player. So when her sister's wanted a ribbon or some other frivolous thing, and her parents were short on funds, she would slip on a borrowed boys clothes, and go play cards. It was horribly indecent, but it only mattered if she was caught, and she hadn't been before tonight.

"What kind of proper lady are you?" Will asked exasperated. "You dress up like a boy, you play cards, you get into fights, and you argue with pirates! Is England completely backwards, or are you some kind of oddity?"

"I suppose I am odd, my mother reminds me of often enough of that, but I can't change who I am." Lizzie said hurt that he thought her strange like everyone else.

Will ran his fingers through his hair, pacing back and forth. "I was so worried, you're so tiny compared to that oaf, and there you were antagonizing him. I swear when he picked you up and slammed you against the wall I about lost it!"

He turned to see her looking at him oddly, as if she couldn't comprehend what he just said, but then she smiled and walked over to him placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Thank you, for defending me. I might have been permanently damaged if he had hit me, so that was really kind of you."

Will felt something bubble up inside of him, he felt oddly warm, which was ridiculous; pirates didn't have warm and fuzzy feelings, especially not for oddities like her.

"I would have done it for anyone, not just you." He said coldly, trying to block the remorse, as her amber eyes when cold.

"I wasn't suggesting that! You stupid arrogant oaf." She said jerking away from him. "Oh, you stupid blundering fool, why didn't you just leave me there then! I probably would have been better off!" Lizzie shouted furious. "Fine then, since I'm so insignificant, I'll just get out of your way." and just like that she took off disappearing into the crowd.

Jane had begun her plan to mutiny, just as she thought the sailors weren't happy with their captain, he had been docking their pay, but still demanding they work long hours. The only one of the crew that didn't seem to mind was a sailor named Charles Bingley. He was wealthy, but his father insisted that he work as a sailor for at least for years before he received his inheritance, but he had found he enjoyed working on a ship, and had been working on the ship for five years. Jane wouldn't admit, but she found his happy disposition, and contentment with wherever he was, very admirable.

But even though he didn't mind if the captain docked his wages, he was defensive of the men he worked for, and when the whispers of mutiny circled the ship, he was the first to agree to help. Jane was happy for his help and companionship, as she plotted, to get boat under her control, and then save her sister.

Will was relieved to find that after searching for Lizzie for hours, when he returned to the ship she was sound asleep in his bed, but it did cause dilemma, because there was nowhere for him to sleep.

He looked at her innocent face, as she slept, and wondered how someone who looked so sweet when they slept could be so much trouble when they were awake.

"My little imp." He muttered under his breath, as he reached out gently and stroked her face.

"Don't leave!" she cried out, causing Will to jump. It took him a moment to realize she was just having a nightmare.

"Sleep, little imp." He whispered, stroking her cheek.

She moaned in her sleep, and start mumbling again. Will couldn't look at her innocent face, and not want to hold her, so he took her in his arms, and began to sing a song he had learned from his Mother.

"Sleep tight little angel,"

"I'll watch over you,"

"And keep you safe tonight,"

"Sleep my sweet,"

"I'll hold you tight,"

"Until you're fast asleep,"

"Sleep beautiful,"

"Don't you dare cry,"

"I'll watch over you,"

"Until morning is nigh."

Another chapter done! Thank you guys so much for the reviews they make me happy, and make me write faster so keep it up, and I'll keep it up.