Will groaned and tried to open his eyes. He had the worst headache he had ever felt. He looked around blearily, trying to remember where he was and why he was there. He started to turn his head to get a better look at the surroundings but immediately stopped when he felt a searing pain in his head.

He laid back down and tried to remember what had happened. All of a sudden the events of the past few hours flooded back to him in a rush. He remembered the Governor's party and how beautiful Elizabeth had looked. Elizabeth, his heart ached. A boy had approached him and said there was a letter from her. It had said she wanted to show him something and to meet her at the gazebo as soon as he had read the letter.

Will smiled bitterly at his foolishness. How could someone like Elizabeth love someone like him? It was sheer folly. It felt like his heart was ripping in two. Will swallowed and pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind, trying to get a hold on the situation.

He could tell by the rocking of the floor that he was on some ship. He had been kidnapped. For a moment he thought to himself.

Who would want to kidnap him? He was only a blacksmith.

That's not all you are, a voice nagged him in the back of his head.

You shut up! He told himself. Then he sighed. This wasn't good, he was kidnapped and being taken to God knows where and he was arguing with himself. He began to think rationally, who would have a motive for kidnapping him? He immediately thought of Barbossa but then dismissed the idea. After all Barbossa was dead.

But his crew still might not be. The voice nagged him.

Will tried to stand, but quickly fell back on the floor as his head exploded into pain. He was losing consciousness again. As he was about to fall into the now familiar state of blackness he thought he heard his name.

"Elizabeth?" he mumbled thickly before blackness overwhelmed him and he lay still.

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Elizabeth sat next to Will's unconscious figure and slowly ran her fingers through his long hair. She moved slightly and put Will's head in her lap, shuddering slightly as she thought about how the perfect night had turned into a nightmare from Hell.

Elizabeth thought of the past few hours and wondered how a simple party for her father had resulted to this, her boyfriend thinking she didn't love him and lying unconscious in her arms after being hit on the head by a psychotic pirate bent on revenge.

*Flashback*

She had been following Will's footprints in the dusty ground when finally she saw him. He was leaning on the railing by the docks looking over the sea. She stood quietly for a moment and saw a sparkle of a tear fall slowly down his cheek. It broke her heart and just as she was about to call out to him, a dirty hand covered her mouth and her eyes widened in horror as she saw a silent figure lurk behind Will and strike him on the head.

She had resisted and struggled as hard as she could against the pirate holding her. She shoved her arm back and felt her elbow connect with flesh. She heard a slight pop and a voice,

"Me eye! Me eye! She popped it righ' out!" The one-eyed pirate, Ragetti exclaimed.

Elizabeth felt the strong hold on her diminish slightly and she took advantage of it to twist around and kick her assailant squarely in the gut. She then turned around and began to run as fast as her, now muddy and torn dress would allow. She had barely run 10 feet when she was stopped by a strong grip.

"Well now poppet, where be you think your going?" He raised his arm and hit her square on the head watching with somewhat detached amusement as she crumpled to the ground.

She had woken up about an hour ago and found herself in a small, cramped closet on some ship the Pirates had undoubtedly "commandeered." She had been looking around, trying to find a means of escape when she saw Will's unconscious figure sprawled on the floor next to her.....

*End Flashback*

Finally after almost a whole hour Will stirred once again in her arms. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Elizabeth's concerned face.

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"A dream..... I must be having a dream..... Elizabeth wouldn't look at me like that; she's in love with Norrington." Just thinking those thoughts brought tears of anguish to Will's eyes. "But she's looking at me like she loves me, am I dead? Is this heaven?"

"Will," Elizabeth spoke his name softly, almost afraid of what he would say. "I'm so glad your ok!" She gently pushed his hair off his face and with the lightest of touches, fingered the dark, purplish bruise on his temple.

"But.... You're in love with the Commodore, I saw you...." Will broke off, the memory still to fresh and painful to say aloud.

Elizabeth looked at him with disgust evident on her face. "That bloody....." Elizabeth searched for a right name. "argh! There isn't a word to describe that miserable piece of filth."

"But...." Will started and broke off, confused.

"I'll start at the beginning Will. But first I want you to know that I never stopped loving you. I never want you to think that I don't love you."

Wide eyed, Will nodded his gaze hopeful. Elizabeth did love him! That thought alone was almost enough to make him forget the grave peril they were in.

Elizabeth started her story from the moment she had left him to the moment he had woken up. When she had finished Will was looking at her, shock evident in his eyes. He clenched his fists thinking about the story Elizabeth had just told him. He had forced Elizabeth to kiss him?

He gazed at Elizabeth's face and saw all the love he felt for her reflected in her amber eyes.

(A.N. thanks to amb3r I realized my mistake in saying Elizabeth had blue eyes. Sry guys, thanks Amb3r!)

He reached his hand behind her head and pulled her towards him. Their lips met in a gentle kiss, the kiss portraying the pure love they felt for each other.

Will sighed as he pulled back, he could stay forever like that, kissing Elizabeth, but as the ship gave a lurch due to a particularly high wave, he knew he had to focus on the matter at hand.

"Elizabeth, have you checked? Is there a way out?"

"I looked around a bit, while I was waiting for you to get up, but everything's locked up tight. And besides, where would we go?" She sighed.

"Don't worry Elizabeth; we can't escape while we're at sea, but we'll have to reach land sometime. Then we can find some way out of here.

"Ye think that eh matey?" A voice boomed from the door, his thick frame silhouetted in the doorway.

Will stood up ignoring the flashes of pain that shot through him. "Let us go!"

The black man's piercings gleamed golden as he took a step forward menacingly and hit Will on the cheek.

Elizabeth gasped in recognition as the black man slammed the door. It was him! The first mate of the Black Pearl. He had hit her in the same way when she talked without being spoken to.

"Will!" Elizabeth looked to where Will was standing, his hand gingerly fingering his now bruised cheek. Elizabeth gently pulled Will back onto the floor and looked at his swelling cheek.

"I'm fine Elizabeth. Really," Will added when she looked at him, unconvinced. "But you should get some sleep."

"Only if you do." Elizabeth kissed him softly and pulled him down next to her.

Will gently put his arms around her and absently ran his hand over her hair. "It'll be ok," he said, more to himself than Elizabeth. "It'll be ok...."

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Aghh I didn't like that chapter! To me it just didn't fit, sorry guys, but I'll post it anyways, I know you all are pretty mad, lol I left you hanging with a cliffhanger. I've been working all day painting my room and now in like 10 min I have to leave to babysit! Aghh stop the madness!! Hehe OK, I really am sorry guys, this chapter didn't seem up to par with my usual standards, but don't worry, next chapter will have more action, and if I can get it right, Captain Jack Sparrow!

Thanks guys! Review plz!

-Laura-