(A.N. Hello ladies and gents, hope a like my Fan fiction, if ya do, we'll be good mates right soon! But if ya don't..I'll just make ya walk the plank. Hehehe. Hope ya enjoy.)

THIS STORY TAKES PLACE ONE YEAR AFTER THE MOVIE!

Chapter One:

Will looked out of the blacksmith's shop at the beautiful morning. It was early, and cool. One of those summer mornings when you don't feel like doing anything. He stood in the shop's doorway, lazily looking out across the city, bay, and then over the sea.

He didn't jump when Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her head against his back. "Why are you up so early?" She whispered.

Will entwined his fingers with hers. "Habit I guess." He answered.

Elizabeth laughed lightly. "I know you Will." She whispered again. "You sleep like the dead in the morning. What's wrong?"

"I don't know." Will said, smiling and turning around to face her. "Just a silly thought."

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, wondering just what her husband was thinking. But sometimes he could be so damned quiet. "Alright Will." She said, giving up on it for the moment. "I'll be in the house; I'll call when breakfast is ready."

Will nodded. "Right." He watched as Elizabeth walked through the shop and then into the house that was at the back of it. He had earned enough money he had bought it from the older owner just about five months before. Will looked back out of the door. He had to admit, he liked what was going on. Life was good, work was going well, and both he and Elizabeth were happy. But there was something he felt in the air this morning, it was spicy, and he recognized it as the possibility of adventure.

To be continued.

Later!