Disclaimer: In no way, shape or form do I own these people. Stupid laws and copyrights. Humph!

A/N: Thanks for the reviews, especially Steve. Wow! That was um....wow.

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9 years later...

Will watched Elizabeth sitting curled up on a chair by a large window, looking out at the night sky and the waves crashing on the beach. She had been occupying that spot for over an hour, just gazing lazily out onto the water and sitting perfectly still. Well, almost perfectly still, Will observed. He saw her playing with her ring, something she did not do often and something she never did around any one else. It had been almost six months since they had been married, but Elizabeth still wasn't used to the feeling of the ring surrounding her finger. Even one as beautiful and skillfully made as hers was.

Feeling guilty about watching his wife for so long without her noticing, Will quietly walked up behind Elizabeth and kissed her cheek. Startled out of her silence, she jumped up slightly from the chair and gasped, grasping the arms of the chair. Seeing who it was that had invaded her privacy, Elizabeth calmed and smiled playfully at Will.

"Mr. Turner, one would think that after our last adventure you would have learned not to sneak up on me." She said while standing up on her toes, trying to match his height. "And for that," Elizabeth continued, "there is a penalty." Will smiled back at his wife in return and put his arms around her, raising an eyebrow.

"Really? And what, pray tell, are you going to do?" Getting even closer to him, Elizabeth leaned up and whispered in his ear. "Well...this for starters." Their lips met as she ran her fingers through his soft black hair and they finally separated only when it became absolutely necessary. "That?" Will responded "I think I could definitely find more things to merit that kind of punishment in the future. But for now..." They kissed again, and quickly moved over to the bed lying so that Will was on top of Elizabeth. They were about to move under the sheets when a loud noise or to be more correct, several loud noises were heard from outside their front door.

Will turned over and looked at the door, hearing only muttering and cursing followed by the sound of a bottle breaking and several resounding thuds. From these noises and these noises alone, Will knew who it was that had interrupted them. Getting up off the bed and buttoning up his baggy white shirt, Will sighed loudly. Elizabeth pouted and grabbed his hand as he was trying to get up, only receiving a quick glance backward in her direction.

"Will, ignore it." She tried to petition him. "It's probably just some drunk who got lost finding his way back home." Will smiled and squeezed her hand before letting it go and drop to the bed. "You're right. It's Jack."

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Jack was smashed. Oh, yes, excuse my language and let me elaborate. Our favorite kohl-wearing pirate CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow had decided to indulge himself in his favorite drink: rum. And now, after several hours and numerous bottles of said beverage, he had become severely inebriated. Or, as it was originally stated, Jack was smashed. Being in the drunken state that he was currently in, Jack decided that it was now time to go visit his old friends Will and Elizabeth and discuss a very important matter with them. At least, it seemed a very important matter to his highly inebriated brain. So, off he went to find Will and Elizabeth.

Actually arriving at the couple's house was not that difficult of a task for Jack, however, finding the door to enter the building was. He had walked straight into the wall several different times, each time wondering why the bloody door would not stand still long enough for him to walk through it. In the process of locating the entrance Jack managed to scare off some poor mangy street cat, knock over several barrels of something strongly offending to the senses and break a perfectly good half-empty bottle of rum. The latter, he was most upset about but quickly produced another perfectly good full bottle. After walking into the wall more times than he cared to admit, Jack gave up and sat down, leaning against the wall for support of his drunken body.

"Ah, Jack Sparrow just as I had guessed. Who else would manage to find my house in a severely drunken state but no be able to enter it without," Will looked Jack up and down before continuing "problems." Jack smiled and swaggered towards Will. "Tha's Captain Jack Sparrow, mate. And it wasn' me fault. Your bloody door wouldn' stop movin' long enough for me ta walk through!"

Will just smiled back, shaking his head as he ushered Jack into their house. Elizabeth walked over to Will and wrapped her arms around him, taking a good look at Jack. "Glad to see you again, Jack. However I must admit that you did choose a rather bad time to visit." Elizabeth sighed and kept talking, trying not to hint to what they had been doing several moments earlier. Then again, Jack didn't ever seem to need a hint to make assumptions like that, did he? "What brings you back to Port Royal?"

"Well, originally, it was ta see you two or something like that" Jack drawled. "But now, I seem ta have a more pressin' matter." Jack paused as Will and Elizabeth looked at him with curiosity. "Me ring's gone. And I needed ta know, do ye, by any chance, have it?" Jack swaggered over towards the couple and looked around the room, his eyes scanning sloppily. "Ye don' do ye?" Jack didn't even give the two a space to answer. "But, I know who does! Gibbs! He never did like me, always was jealous. I betcha he's got it!" Without any further warning, Jack grabbed Will's wrist and led him out into the warm night, both followed by Elizabeth.

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With Will's help, they wound their way through the dark streets of Port Royal until they reached where Gibbs now resided. After the trouble with Barbossa and crew, the Black Pearl had gone on a raid of another town and Gibbs was shot in the leg. For a while it looked as if he was going to die but he made a miraculous recovery and now walked with a permanent limp. A pirate who can't walk well or with speed isn't much help to himself or his crew so he "retired" in Port Royal. Governor Swan, having known Mr. Gibbs previously and aware of the help he gave to his daughter, granted him 'forgiveness' under the condition that he be a "good citizen" and not cause any trouble. It seemed a rather unlikely thing to happen, but when you have saved the life of the Governor's daughter, many things suddenly become amazingly likely.

Jack, being directed towards the door of the small house this time, barged in without any announcement of his presence and walked right up to Gibbs, yelling in his face. "Did ye take me ring? Ye did, didn't ye? I should have left ye sleepin' wit the pigs where I found ye las' time." Jack continued cursing and muttering under his breath as Gibbs looked at him, profoundly confused.

"Yer ring? The round, black and silver one ye always wear? I didn't take it. Why would I wanta do a thing like that?" Elizabeth and Will looked back and forth, watching the whole exchange with mild confusion as to why they were there in the first place. Slowly, Elizabeth stepped around the two men and into the other corner of the room, careful to not get involved. She saw Jack step closer to Gibbs, waving his empty rum bottle around in the air and muttering unintelligible words. They next thing she heard was Gibbs. "Uh, Captain. The ring be on yer finger." Jack started with a retort but then stopped, looking at his left hand and dropping the rum bottle in the process. "It's not on me finger, ye idiot!" "Jack, yer other hand." Jack looked at his right hand, seeing his ring like he had suddenly found it. "There it is! I knew ye had it!"

The empty rum bottle rolled toward Elizabeth in the corner of the room and as it hit a certain several boards, she heard a peculiar hollow sound. It seemed as if no one else had noticed, as they were on the other side of the small room talking something about model ships in empty rum bottles. The next thing she knew, Gibbs and Jack were dragging Will out to one of the small taverns occupying the city, leaving Elizabeth behind.

Walking over to where she had heard the hollow sound come from, Elizabeth stomped on the floor to be sure it was the right spot. When she was positive it was the place, she pried up several of the large wooden boards and set them aside. Reaching into the empty space, her hand hit more wood: carved wood. Elizabeth reached both hands in and grasped the object, lifting it out. Bringing over a small candle and brushing off the dust, she saw something that she hadn't seen for almost ten years. There in front of her, was her mother's cherry wood chest.

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