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Thanks to all those who have read/reviewed/favourite-ed this story! I know it's not that great, as of late, but I really hope that it's about to get better. This is the last "filler" chapter. Every chapter after this will have a lot of dialogue as well as some humor and romance. But still try to enjoy this chapter…just gives so insight into Elizabeth's thoughts…

Relieved to have Jack out of her hair for the time being, Elizabeth headed below deck to spend some time with Will. He hadn't been awake when she went down there to get the bucket from below his bunk but Elizabeth had noted that he wasn't looked that good. Elizabeth was halfway down the stairs when she realized she would have to get another bucket of water so she turned around, scampered across the deck, found a second bucket, filled it with water and hauled it down the stairs, sloshing some of it onto the floor. She settled herself into a rickety chair beside Will's hammock and removed the damp cloth from his forehead, dunked it and repositioned it. Elizabeth laid her hand across Will's cheek, concerned at how warm his skin was. She withdrew her hand and sat, studying Will's features.

He had a strong face, marked with the scars and cuts of a pirate. His eyes, usually sharp and clear, were closed with lines emanating from the corners, evidence of his illness. His brow was creased as if he had a headache and his mouth formed a frown. All in all, Elizabeth concluded, Will looked as if he was absolutely miserable. Elizabeth repeated the process of removing, dunking and repositioning the rag before sitting back and looking around the belly of the ship. There were hammocks hung 3 high and close together. There wasn't a lot of space around these parts for that many crew but everyone did the best they could. Jack had been kind and gave her a cabin. It was small but at least she had some sense of privacy. Elizabeth had to smile at the memory. Jack had been very stubborn in insisting that she take the cabin. Elizabeth had taken it just to shut Jack up. Jack could be stubborn about just about everything if he wanted to be. Elizabeth rolled her eyes, as if almost reliving the frustration of what had happened with Jack only a few moments earlier. It was strange, she noted, how different Will and Jack were. Well, they were always different but even in exactly the same condition-in this case, ill-they were complete opposites. Jack was stubborn, as always, refusing to admit defeat and after finally giving into illness, becoming totally helpless, complaining and taking every chance to make Elizabeth's life more difficult. Or so it seemed. Will had been strong, trying to over look his sickness, too, but once he was ordered to admit defeat to it, he did and although there was nothing he could do to make himself feel better, he didn't make Elizabeth mind caring for him.

"'Lizabeth…"

The sound of Will's voice brought Elizabeth's mind back to the belly of the Black Pearl, back to being at the bedside of Will Turner.

"I'm here, Will." she said gently, pushing a stray piece of hair back into place.

"Miss Swann…at least once more…"

Elizabeth was confused.

"Will?" she asked, wondering if he was okay, or as okay as he could be given the circumstances. When Will didn't answer, Elizabeth realized that he was talking in his sleep. She smiled to herself.

"I've already got a girl, mate…"

Will tossed and turned, making it clear to Elizabeth that he was fully involved in some sort of dream. He flailed his arm and Elizabeth recognized the motion; it was how he threw his sword.

"…you're a bloody pirate!" he mumbled. Elizabeth let out a small laugh. Obviously, this was his pre-pirate days.

"…day we captured Cap'n Ja…row."

Elizabeth smiled. She knew the story; Jack Sparrow had escaped from the Royal Navy after using her as a bargaining chip, went into Brown's Blacksmith Shop, ran into Will and fought himself free only to be defeated by a half empty bottle of rum, of all things.

Elizabeth reached over to Will and removed the rag, doused it and wiped down his face and neck. This seemed to wake Will up a bit.

"Elizabeth…" Will breathed lightly, a faint smile on his lips.

"Shh." Elizabeth said soothingly, running her fingers through his hair. "It's okay, I'm here."

Elizabeth's presence seemed to relax Will's entire body and Elizabeth watched as his body went limp from their rigid position. It didn't take long until Will was fast asleep again, leaving Elizabeth to tend to him.

Like I said, I know this isn't that great but please still review…either encouragements or suggestions. Don't forget, still looking for chapter names that are quotes! As you can see, the title doesn't usually incorporate into what's happening in the chapter, more the mood portrayed throughout it. As always, credit will be given : )