Elizabeth followed the path Will had followed only a half-hour earlier. She was still steaming. She couldn't believe the nerve of her father. Knowing that Will had been working overtime, saving all the money he made for her selfish father made her want to scream.

She needed to feel Will's arms around her and to comfort her. Just seeing him would make her feel better. She paused outside the heavy wooden door. She couldn't repeat what her father had accused him of. She would just have to say that he was upset about their sleeping together last night. Yes, that would work, he wouldn't have to know exactly how much her father disapproved of him. Taking a deep breath she opened the door and strode in.

Will had his back to the door, and was pounding a red-hot piece of silver to make it take the shape of a blade. Over the noise, Will hadn't heard her silent entry and for a moment she watched him. Almost all of the coffee brown locks of hair had escaped the tie he had put in that morning and were swinging freely around his face.

Elizabeth picked up one of the numerous swords in the shop and approached her unsuspecting boyfriend. "Drop your weapon!" She said putting her sword at the ready.

Will turned around and grinned, delighted at her unexpected visit. In one fluid motion Will had gently pulled the sword from her grasp and picked her up, letting the sword fall to the ground with a clatter. He swung her around in his arms, watching tenderly as she laughed and weakly protested.

"Put me down Will!" She said half-heartedly. Then she threw all caution to the wind and put her arms around his neck as he gently slowed and set her down on the ground again.

"What's wrong love? What's happened?" Will asked, concerned.

"Am I that transparent?"

"No love! Of course not, its only because I know you, because I love you, I only know because I make it a priority in my life to find out all I can about you."

A smile began to form on Elizabeth's face. "You're a nut, you know that?"

"But of course," Will said with an exaggerated sigh. He turned serious, "But I would like for you to tell me why you're upset. Did anybody hurt you? Was it Norrington? IF it was I swear to my father's grave I'll.." Will broke off in the middle of his tirade when Elizabeth put her fingers on his lips.

"Shh.. Will, its not like that. Well, my father and I had an argument." She began.

"An argument? What about?" Will put a callused hand gently on the side of her face.

"About, well about us sleeping together last night." Elizabeth raised up her hand to stop the barrage of "I'm sorry, and I shouldn't have made you stay" that she knew he was going to say. "Will Turner I don't want you to be one bit sorry. I'm the one who stayed and I am glad I did. I'd do it a thousand times more if I had the chance."

Will pressed his forehead against Elizabeth's so their noses barely touched. "How is it," Will began softly, "that whenever you come to me to comfort you, you're always the one who ends up comforting me?"

Elizabeth closed her eyes and put her lips on his. "Pirates just need so much more comforting I guess." She murmured as she pulled away.

"If this is you're way of comforting you've definitely got my business," Will whispered softly as he ran his tongue over her top lip.

"Back to work Turner," A voice filled with contempt spat. "You're not being paid to be sidetracked by distractions."

Will clenched his fist as his brain recognized the voice that spoke. Turning around he glared at the intruder. "Norrington YOU do not pay my salary therefore YOU do not have the right to set down the rules around here."

Commodore Norrington smiled maliciously. "That's Commodore Norrington, Turner. And also I DO pay your salary, therefore allowing me to set down all the rules I want."

Elizabeth's hand was still on Will's upper arm and she could feel the muscle tighten up at the Commodore's words. "You've gone off the deep end 'Commodore'" Will spoke the last word with ill-disguised disgust. "I work for Mr. Brown, HE pays my salary."

"I see you haven't heard, well then I will get the pleasure of informing you. I bought this business from Brown. All of it is mine. And that includes," The Commodore smiled again, a smile with no mirth. "You."

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Commodore Norrington relaxed in a chair watching idly as Will brought down the blacksmith hammer down on the piece of silver a little harder than usual. The usual look of enjoyment on his face was replaced by a tight look of utter concentration.

The Commodore glanced out the window and saw night falling on the horizon. The fading light turned the cerulean sea into an endless void of indigo.

"Boy!" Commodore Norrington spoke up, addressing of course the blacksmith who had been working nonstop all day. "Work day's done, get out of here. And don't be late in the morning. I cannot be here but I have ordered a guard to ensure you do your best."

"You're to kind Commodore." Will choked out before slamming the wood door. When the cool ocean breeze hit his face, he relaxed slightly and decided to take a walk before heading home. He wasn't in a particular mood to face the Governor, especially after Elizabeth had fought on his behalf.

Elizabeth, his heart constricted slightly. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the golden ring he had been working on for weeks. It was perfectly fashioned, he had made sure of no flaws wanting the day he gave to her to have no flaws as well. The ring was actually very plain, not having any jewels or even a diamond on it. He hoped she wouldn't mind, if only he had enough money. He wished he could give her the world, but an engagement ring would have to do, he thought wryly.

Will turned the ring over and over in his hands, trying to think of the most "opportune" moment to give it to her. Finally he decided as soon as possible. She needed to know the depth of his love for her, the depth he hoped the ring would show. One day soon, he told himself, maybe Sunday, I'll spend the whole day with her and then give her the ring.

Smiling broadly he began the trek to the Governor's house. He was still mad at Norrington, still apprehensive about the Governor, but Elizabeth had still managed to comfort him even though she wasn't there. It's like she's my angel. He thought to himself.

"My angel" He spoke aloud to the deserted streets, testing the sound of it on his tongue. He liked it.

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There! Done with another chapter! I hope you guys enjoy this. And don't worry I believe in happy endings (hint hint Will/Elizabeth) Thank you to anyone who reviewed!

And a note to penguinflavoredfilm:

hey I know you too! Lol I'm sorry about the NBK fic, I just couldn't go anywhere with it, I lost my inspiration. But don't worry about this one, I have a plot already figured in my head and I am determined to see this fic through! Lol

Saw Pirates for the 4th time yesterday!!! Muahahaha lol Ok I'm done with the long authors note. Just review.... please? It's what made me get this part up so fast.

-Laura-