She could taste the rum – she was repulsed by the sheer thought of her actions but none of it stopped her. As she pressed her lips harder against his, she began to push him backwards. He believed that she was that passionate when in fact it was all a deception. He had been completely lost in the moment and didn't even notice the steel as she wrapped it around his wrist. It wasn't until he heard the click that she knew that he now realized her deceit. He had smiled at her which made her feel even guiltier. He had called her a pirate – that made her no better than him.
Elizabeth woke from her dream in a cold sweat. She wondered if the guilt she felt would ever go away. Was she going to keep reliving the moment over and over again?
She thought back to the events; had there been another way? She couldn't go to Will with her plan – it all happened so quickly and besides Will was too good of a man to see Jack die this way. He would have tried to find another way but in reality there was not another way. The kraken was after Jack and only Jack. There was no reason that the rest had to die along side of him. Looking back she couldn't think of any other distractions to get the same results. The timing had worked out perfectly; everyone was abandoning the Pearl – the last ones left on deck with Jack where only Gibbs and herself so when Gibbs was turning away she saw her opportune moment. It was the only way she believed that would completely distract him and it worked beautifully. She tried to imagine it was Will when she first kissed him but to no avail. Then she just told herself that she was doing this for Will and the rest of the crew.
No, she did the right thing – she was sure of it. What was it her father had told her so long ago? Even a good decision made for the wrong reasons can be a wrong decision. It went something like that so then it would only stand to reason that bad decision made for the right reasons would be a good decision. Right?