Title: Sent an Orchid
Author Saitaina
Author Email: saitaina@wizzards.net
Pairing: Jack/Will, Will/Elizabeth
Rating: PG
Series: Orchids (the LAST *does a happy dance*)
Summery: Elizabeth's view
Archive: Take it just tell me.
Feedback: Please? I want to know what people think of this one as
Elizabeth would NOT leave me alone.
Spoilers: PotC, Orchids, Overlooked an Orchid *kinda*
Warnings: het and slash and annoying plot twist
Disclaimer: Not mine, never mine, never even possibly could be mine.
Notes: The last of the "Orchids" series, yes there's a bit of a twist
at the end that would have made this series moot if Will had just left
things alone. And yes this is Elizabeth's POV, and I know some lines
from "Overlooked an Orchid" are messed with.
And yes the song's het, pretend it isn't.
****

You said you'd forget her, you tried I suppose
But you sent her an Orchid, you sent me a Rose
I'm plain as the sunshine, she wears fancy clothes
So you sent her an Orchid, you sent me a Rose.


Elizabeth watched silently as Will headed down the path to the docks,
shaking her head. The Black Pearl had just come into port and while
he tired to play it off, Elizabeth knew exactly where her husband was
going.

She turned away from the window, not having the energy to watch him
walk away again, only to return to her in the dark of morning, reeking
of rum and Jack.

The flowers and gifts would come shortly after. A "surprise" from her
husband just because he cared. But everyone, even the beggar boy on
the street knew it was a guilty conscience.

She placed a hand gently on her stomach, eyes on the roses that had
been dried and stored, a memory of Jack's last visit. She shook her
head, turning away from them as she turned back to the open travel
bag, deciding what to add to it.


The thing that really breaks my heart, is finding out you lied
If you'd been honest at the start, I would have stepped aside
You think it's a secret, but everyone knows
That you sent her an Orchid, you sent me a Rose.


Elizabeth was tired of the stares, the whispers, the giggles, the very
idea that the entire of Port Royal knew what her husband was doing
behind the closed doors of the Tavern. She was tired of the pity, the
unwanted advice, the damned preacher who kept showing up preaching
about how a wife fails in her job if her husband commits adultery.

She understood, really she did. Had she not been there? She was
surprised Will hadn't gone back with Jack when it was over. She had
seen the looks after all, the touches. But he had choosen to stay
with her, she didn't' question it. Maybe she should have.

She added another dress to the pile in the travel bag and sighed
softly, sitting on the bed. If he had just said something,
anything.they could have worked it out, got him passage on a ship that
wouldn't ask questions. It would hurt, but not as much as it did
right now.

She turned back to her packing, brushing a stray tear from her eyes,
wondering why she was crying now, when everything was over and done
with.

Hours later, Elizabeth was sitting at her desk, penning a note for
Will, biting her lip as she tried to express her words without
damaging the already fragile friendship the husband and wife shared.

She sanded and sealed the letter, choosing the rose seal as a silent,
pointed message before laying it aside, putting her head in her hands,
not caring that she just smeared ink up her cheek and into her hair.

She frowned when she heard a door closed downstairs and stood, heading
down the hall to her husband's study, watching him silently stair out
the window. She moved closer to him, joining him at the window,
following his line of sight to the Tavern, watching as Jack Sparrow
stumbled down the walk towards the docks.

"I told him good-bye," Will said softly. "And asked him not to come
back."

"So that's it then, time to move on with our lives." She said,
wrapping her arms around his waist, laying her head on his shoulder.


It wasn't bad enough to cheat and run around on me
You had to go and add the insult to the injury
Go buy her some diamonds, for her fancy clothes
Then send her an Orchid and give her this Rose.


Elizabeth knelt next to the fire in their bedroom, running her finger
over the rose seal before kissing it gently, tossing the parchment
into the fire, watching as the flame licked over it, burning her
words, taking them from her. "Time to move on." She said softly as
the paper curled, eating at the words "I love you,"

She turned away from the fire and started unpacking, glancing every so
often at her sleeping husband who still had tears streaming down his
cheeks.