Hi..... again

Disappointing that no one reviewed our last chapter. Come on guys, we really want reviews! PLEASE!!!!!!

Disclaimer: We (bobthetree123 and Emiijah and the girls) do not own Pirates of the Caribbean

We dedicate this chapter to SPARRABETH!!!!!! (sorry Emilijah!) lol

For all you Willabeth people, yea, you suck. Sorry, I just love sparrabeth.

Enjoy!


Elizabeth walked out of the house. She heard her father close the door behind her. Well, he seemed determined to get rid of her!

But what was she meant to do?

He had mentioned shopping, but she didn't have any money. She didn't think... Elizabeth pulled open her bag, and pulled out a small wallet. She opened it.

Okay, so maybe she did have money. But wasn't $750 a bit too much?

Well, she was obviously meant to spend it, or otherwise her father would be upset. So she started to walk to the closest shop.

All around Elizabeth were tall buildings, towering over her, and making her feel like an ant. She was tiny compared to their monstrous size! But, nonetheless, she knew they must hold thousands of products.

Fun.

Welcome, sore feet!

Elizabeth arrived at a clothes shop. She knew that she will be going to a lot of these. Walking in, Elizabeth didn't even stop to admire some of the clothes, instead just walking and taking random pants, shirts and dresses off the racks, not even bothering to try them on. She just wanted this to be over and done with.

After leaving the shop with two bags stuffed with clothes, she moved to the next shop. A cheap jeweller. Entering, she did similar to that of the previous shop – walking around, taking random necklaces or rings off the shelves, though she did stop to admire just slightly more then before.

This continued with many shops. By 10 o'clock she was completely buggered. She saw a pub and ran to it. A very small sign with the words 'The Loyal Wife' on it blocked her entrance. She realised that this must not be the proper entry. Damn. Looking around, though, she could see no other pub in sight. So she must go around and find its proper entrance.

Elizabeth walked back past all the shops that she had just been in, until she reached her house. Only then did she realise that the other side of it actually faced a stunning beach. She couldn't believe that she didn't realise it before! Smiling, finally happy about something, Elizabeth ran past her house, about to run down onto the beach, and feel the warm sand between her toes. And though she didn't remember anything about a beach, she somehow remembered what it felt like.

Weird.

But just before she was about to run onto the sand, she had a second thought, stopped in her tracks and ran back to her house. Dropping all her bags outside the front door, she rang the doorbell then ran off again. Her father could find her bags.

Finally, Elizabeth was able to run onto the beach. Slipping off her shoes, she felt totally free, like she owned this world. As it was still early, the beach was nearly deserted, except for a few couples and surfers in the water. Elizabeth laughed happily and ran along the sand, spinning around, though she had absolutely no idea why she was so happy. Maybe it was just good to be running on sand? Maybe it made you high? Who knew?

Pretty soon, Elizabeth started to tire. Only then did she remember her original mission – finding the pub. Slipping her shoes back on again, Elizabeth ran back up to the road, still smiling. She could see the tavern a few shops down. She walked down the road to it, crossing the busy tarmac in a small gap, and getting a blast of horn as a reward. Oh well, they'll survive.

Elizabeth reached the pub, and was about to go in it when she saw a man lying on the ground. He wore trousers and a long vest, with a leather hat obscuring his face. He seemed to be totally drunk. Best let him be.

Elizabeth walked past him.

What she did not see though was the man move, lifting his hat off his eyes, then grin.

Elizabeth walked into the dark pub, all the while being spied by men about 20 years older then her. She stared lethally back at them, though that didn't stop some of them whacking her buttocks on her way through. Tired, she sat down at the counter. She could hear murmuring around her, the usual noise of a tavern. But she could also hear the conversation going on between a couple a few feet down the counter. Turning whilst waiting for her drink, she saw a young woman, attractive, light brown hair, and blue eyes. She was smiling, and talking happily to a man, though Elizabeth could not see his face. His back, though, was slight, and Elizabeth could tell that he kept himself fit. He had shoulder-length hair, thick and brown. Elizabeth could hear the girl blabbering on to the man about.....something about a wedding.......hospital.......finally.......but then she heard her own name, and was startled. Calm down, it could be another Elizabeth! There's no way that this woman knows you. Calm down! But Elizabeth was struggling. She didn't know why.

The couple seemed oblivious to Elizabeth and her snooping, and Elizabeth then realised it was rude. But, a wedding! How sweet. Something she'd never have.

And then the man turned around.

And Elizabeth got a full view of his face.

Then the whole memory came back. Everything. Will. Norrington. Her father.

Jack!

She stood at the same time as he. Simultaneously, they moved towards each other, Elizabeth wrapping her arms around him as they kissed. She saw the shocked look of the woman's face behind Will. Heard her gasp.

And also saw him arrive through the door.


Only a short chapter. Okay, here's a bribe. If five or more people review, only then will we rewrite the next chapter.

I know it's kinda blackmail but WE REALLY WANT REVIEWS!!!!!!!!

Hope you enjoyed!