Disclaimer: I don't own PotC *gutted* but im In a hurry, so sorry, that will have to do.....

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Reviews:

LemluvsPirates: Mwahaha yes he can XD.

But not in this story......

Skyler: Mwahaha it will be funny next chapter, I promise, LOL. *exccelllent*

And thanks. Jack is a little OOC in this chapter, but he will be back to his evil self just like in the movie in some parts ;)

Orli*n*Keira: OMG LIKE TWO WHOLE BIG REVIEWS. WOW!!!!! LOL, when I finish this I might do another story you might like, but it will be better written, not boring and drag-on-ish, LMAO. This is kinda forced, but THANKYOU FOR ALL THE REVIEWS!! *crushing hug*

Lord Lanceahlot: Lol. I would suggest Ice-pick. But I have updated now, LOL, so no problemo mate, XD. I hope you like.

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Elizabeth paced back and fourth in anxiety as she waited for Jack and the rest of the crew members to get back with Will. She was so worried she was almost compelled to be sick again. Her stomach lurched as she thought momentarily that he could already be dead, but then she cursed herself for thinking such thoughts, and switched her mind to the miraculous fact that he had not sunk beneath the water and drowned. She sighed, her legs felt weak, and then she heard Jack holler out to the remaining crew members to pull them up.

Several of his pirates climbed on deck to help, and when the boat was finally pulled up over the side, she was met with a grim faced Jack Sparrow, his Kohl rimmed eyes were wild, and as the crew lay the boat down, Mr Gibbs helped him lift Will's lifeless body onto the deck of the ship. She approached him, and without even looking at Jack, she knelt down, and pulled him into her lap, shifting so his head lay against her stomach, and gently twined her fingers through his knotted and matted hair. Instinctively, she pressed her fingers to his neck, feeling extremely relieved to feel a weak pulse.

"Aye," she heard Jack say sadly, "he lives, but barely. Exhausted, starved, and now half drowned," the pirate sighed. Anna-Maria offered him Rum, but he pushed it away.

"A shipwreck is too serious for Rum," he said, and then he ordered his men to fetch him supplies, but Elizabeth didn't hear the rest. She felt tears well up in her eyes, and she leaned over him so the rest of the crew couldn't see. She vaguely felt Anna-Maria and Mr Gibbs pull her away from him, and to her feet.

"Up you get lass," Mr Gibbs said gently, "We gonna take the lad down to his cabin, where he can rest. Come on."

Elizabeth merely watched as Will was picked up by one of Jacks men, and carried below deck. She followed numbly, and as he was laid carefully on the bed, she curled up in the corner.

His soaking wet shirt was pulled up and over his head, and then he was allowed to lay back to rest. Jack pulled him up a little, so he could sleep next to Elizabeth, and then he spoke up.

"Everyone out," he announced, "The Lad needs rest right now." She looked up from where she lay.

"Elizabeth, love, if you need anything, someone will be in the corridor, so shout out. When he wakes, give me call and we will bring something down so he can have a bite to eat. Otherwise, have a good sleep," Jack continued. Elizabeth nodded slowly, her face still pale, and eyes filled with concern. Jack shooed out the pirates, leaving her alone with her husband.

Sitting up, the young female gently pushed the blankets back from Will's body, and frowned, her concern growing. Each of his ribs stood out clearly, and his torso was covered in painful bruises, as was his left cheek, and most of his face. On his side, was a cut, which by the look of it, was fairly recent. Along his arm was another, but this had been bound, and the blood was worn, barely showing on the fabric.

She jumped slightly when he groaned in his sleep, and she pulled him over to her, gently holding him against her. She pulled the blankets over them both, and felt him fumble slightly, and nuzzle into her neck.

"Elizabeth?" he murmured hoarsly as he came to, shifting slightly, but gasping in pain as he did so. She carefully stilled his movements, letting him lay his head beside her neck.

"Will, are you alright?" her voice was filled with concern. She soothingly ran her hand over his cheek, and smoothed down his wayward hair.

"Im fine," he said, wearily, "just tired."

"You should rest then," she said gently to him, shifting slightly so she could kiss him on the forehead. He reciprocated, moving from where he lay, with great difficulty, and gently kissed her on the lips. He then slid his arms around her waist, drawing her closer to him. She lay, her head fitting snugly just below his chin, and enjoyed the feeling of him just being near her.

"Im not hurting you am I?" she whispered.

"Of course you aren't," Will replied, resting his head against hers, and closing his eyes

"That's good," she smiled a little, "Because I have no intention of moving". She then closed her eyes, and like him, drifted off into a much needed sleep.

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Meanwhile, Jack's crew above deck, and in the water, were slowly picking through the shipwreck for anything they might salvage. Jack himself had stayed on the ship, keeping his word to Elizabeth, incase she needed anything. He had checked on them an hour ago, and the pair were both fast asleep in their cabin, looking completely comfortable, and Elizabeth looked much happier than she had in a long time. The pirate had decided to leave them in peace. He would harass Will another time about Elizabeth's little 'illness'.

When he got back on deck, he was greeted by the good sight of his crew hauling up a boat full of shiny, gold items. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and did a double take, before swaggering over to look at the loot.

"Aye Cap'ain," one of the crew grinned, "t'was the ship that attacked us earlier, we decided to take a little gold to pay for the damages to our ship."

Jack smiled, and dug into the treasure, picking up a massive gold statue, and testing his reflection in it. He then tossed it to Mr Gibbs.

"I think we should have a little celebration. Get us out of this god forsaken cove, and into the open sea," he waved his hands a little, and then motioned towards the ocean, "Rum all around," he yelled, and the crew cheered. Anna-Maria organised the treasure to be stored below deck, and another pirate passed bottles of Rum around as the Black Pearl departed the death-infested waters.

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Once again, R/R, sorry, gotta fly guys, hope you all like it,

*faints from the 22 reviews* WOAH!!! LMAO. Im letting it all get to my head, LOL.