Will and Elizabeth Chapter 10: Wedding Day, a pirates of the caribbean fanfic

This is the last chapter. Thank you to everyone who read and everyone who reviewed. I'm so glad many of you really liked it. I have a couple more Pirates of the Caribbean stories I already have planned. (Willabeth of course lol!) The next one will be posted within the next week or two. So keep an eye out for them.

Also, this one is a 'what if' chapter about if Beckett never showed up and interrupted their wedding. I just thought this one might be confusing if you didn't know when it took place. So anyway…enjoy the last chapter!

Chapter 10

Wedding Day

Wedding Day-Seal

Today

I give it all

To you

One this day

We recall the memories

Of what we're going through

In my heart a place

A most special place

And it's all for you

You're my girl

You're my angel

Music played and all eyes turned to Elizabeth as she walked down the isle, arm and arm with her father. Her gorgeous gown trailed behind her as she carried her bouquet of beautiful flowers. She stared down the isle at Will, as he gazed upon her as well. Each had looks of utter bliss in their eyes.

Weatherby kissed his daughter's cheek when they arrived at the altar. Will took her hand and lovingly brought it to his lips.

"My name is Elizabeth Swann," young Elizabeth looked down at the boy who had just been brought aboard the ship.

"Will Turner," he said, out of breath.

"I'm watching over you, Will" she said before Will went unconscious once again.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate the marriage of William Turner and Elizabeth Swann. If anyone should object to this union, please speak now or forever hold your peace."

An 11 year old Elizabeth ran along the beach, giggling happily. Will followed closely behind her, keeping an eye on her and making sure she stayed out of trouble as he always did.

Elizabeth finally stopped and collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily but still laughing. She lay down on the sand and when Will caught up to her he offered her his hand to pull her up. She took it, but pulled him down next to her instead.

"Will, do you think you'll ever get married?" Elizabeth asked.

Will was caught off guard by her question, but nevertheless answered. "I suppose I shall. Thought I cannot imagine who would want their daughter to marry an orphaned blacksmith's apprentice."

"Don't be ridiculous, Will. I think any girl would be extremely lucky to have you as a husband."

"You're too kind, Miss Swann," he smiled shyly.

"Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?"

"At least once more Miss Swann, as always."

"William Turner, do you take Elizabeth Swann as you're wife? To have and to hold. Do you promise to care for her in sickness and in health, for better and for worse,'til death do you part?"

Will looked at Elizabeth, "I do," he said sincerely and honestly.

"Elizabeth, I should have told you every day from the moment I met you; I love you."

Will and Elizabeth walked through town on the bright, summer day. It had been almost three months since their adventures with the pirates. They had courted ever since, and to them it was perfect. It was literally a dream come true.

They continued walking together through the crowd of people. Elizabeth carried a basket of food and a blanket. They walked down the beach and set up their picnic. Elizabeth sat between Will's legs as they looked out at the sea and ate, simply enjoying each other's company.

"Elizabeth, I love you," Will whispered in her ear.

"I love you." She smiled. She took Will's hand that he been around her waist and she mindlessly began playing with it.

Will took a deep breath and continued. "I love you, I've always loved you, and I will always love you. I only wish you would always love me,"

"Will, what are you talking about? Of course I will always love you," she turned around and lightly caressed his rugged cheek.

Will didn't answer her, instead continued on with his little speech. "I can't imagine my life without you and I don't want to. You are my heart and my soul, and I want nothing more than to be your husband and cherish you the way an amorous, doting husband should."

A smile grew across Elizabeth's face. "Will?" She asked, not quite sure of what he was saying, but hoping beyond hope that it was what she suspected.

"Will you marry me, Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth's eyes lit up and she practically tackled Will as she threw herself at him. He caught her by her small waist and fell backwards. Elizabeth was on top of him as she placed kisses all over his face.

"Yes, Will, yes, of course!"

"Elizabeth Swann, do you take William Turner as your husband? To have and to hold. Do you promise to care for him in sickness and in health, for better and for worse, 'til death do you part?"

"I do," she said affectionately and devotedly.

"This is the path you have chosen? After all, he is a blacksmith." Weatherby said, looking slightly disapprovingly at the couple as they stood at the top of the steps.

"No," Will looked at her, slight fear in his eyes, "he's a pirate." Elizabeth reached up and took his feathered hat off his head and he leaned in to kiss her. The kiss was passionate and fiery and released all the emotion that had been bottled up since they had met.

"Will, will we get married someday?" Elizabeth asked. She was sitting on an old, wooden chair in the smithy, watching intently as Will worked. It was one of her favorite pastimes. She would often come to the smithy, watch him work, talk with him to keep him company, and of course, enjoy the sight of her beloved by the forge, sweat dripping from his forehead and wetting his shirt.

Will looked at Elizabeth with his eyebrow raised and a small smirk. "Well I certainly hope so. I couldn't conceive of anything that would keep me from making you my wife. What has brought this on?" Will walked over to her and kneeled in front of her. He took her hand in his and kissed it.

"I just want to be your wife. Soon." She looked at him with hope in her eyes. She would always love him, and she was eager to make the vows of unity and love, and to prove that she would always care for him, as he would for her.

"I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride," the priest finally said.

Will took cupped Elizabeth's face in his hands and claimed her lips in his. It was a soft, romantic kiss full of love. It was the kiss that started their future together.

Sweet, eh? Well once again I hope you liked it and thanks to everyone who read and reviewed!