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-----------------------------Jack's POV

As Jack awoke, he couldn't help thinking of the way Elizabeth had greeted him on the previous day. He had to admit, though he'd been surprised, he hadn't been totally unhappy with what she's done. It had been quite exciting for him, for he wasn't used to such a high class lady showing such affection for him. She'd said she'd just been happy to see him, but he couldn't help thinking it was more. That wasn't like any "Hello, how are you?" kiss he's ever seen. It had contained something more than a mere happiness at seeing him. He seemed to feel something of relief, of longing coming from her when her lips had touched his. "No mate," he thought to himself. "That was no ordinary kiss. If I'm not mistaken, the lass thinks something of me. Ah, well, that's not for me to be meddling' in. After all, she's Will's girl. She is quite the beauty though, is she not?"

Jack suddenly realized that he had agreed to meet Elizabeth and Will just before sunrise at the docks. It was almost time, and here he lay, thinking about snogging Will's girl! "Fool," he thought to himself. "Stop thinking such nonsense and get your lazy self outta this bed!" And so he did, sneaking off towards the meeting place.

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EARLIER THAT MORNING

Elizabeth had been woken from a short, fitful sleep by Will silently kissing her on the cheek. She opened her eyes slowly and decided that he must've climbed in through the window. She quickly got up, grabbed the few things she'd packed, scrawled a note to her father telling him not to worry, and crept back out the window with Will.

As they walked silently down the dark roads of Port Royale, Will whispered to Elizabeth:

"You know, we may not be back here for a few months."

"I know, but this is what I want, what I've been wanting for months."

"Trust jack to stir things up in this sleepy little town…"

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As Jack crouched beside the dock where they'd agreed to meet, the first rays of light just barely began to sprout over the horizon. "Wish they'd bloody well hurry," he thought bitterly to himself. Just as he did, he saw the two forms moving quietly towards him. "It's about bloody time!" he exclaimed in a whisper as they reached him. "C'mon then, into the boat!" he added as he pulled a small rowboat from under the dock. "Will, take the back oars, we'll make better time." "What should I do?" Elizabeth asked anxiously. "Sit in between me and Will," Jack instructed. "And enjoy the view," he added with a wink. The urge to slap him mixed with the urge to kiss him for being so quick witted. She resisted both.

As they boarded the Black Pearl, Will questioned, "Where will our rooms be then Jack?"

"Last one on the right mate," Jack replied.

"And mine?" Elizabeth interrupted.

"Only one spare room here on the Pearl," Jack said with a smirk. "Ye'll have to share. After all, you ARE a couple, are you not?"

"BUT JACK!" The two exclaimed together. "We're not married!"

"Oh FINE then! Jack exclaimed. "I was trying to do ye a favor, but if you must be all proper, Will, you can stay with me."

With that, Will went off to Jack's quarters and Elizabeth to her own. However, Jack couldn't help but notice the smirk Elizabeth had shot at him just before she descended the stairs.

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That night, while Will was down below and getting reacquainted with the crew, Elizabeth wandered back up on deck to find Captain Jack Sparrow at the wheel, staring contentedly out at the ocean. She sat down gently on the edge of the ship, hoping he didn't notice her. Since it appeared that he hadn't she just sat there and watched him with interest. Here was the man that had haunted her dreams for so many months. Her thoughts were interrupted, however, by Jack suddenly asking:

"Did you come up here to talk to me, or am I just so handsome that you thought you'd come stare for a while?" he looked over at her and smiled.

"Oh, I just, wanted to see you again, and ask what you've been up to since you left Port Royale that last time." He came over to where she was sitting and sat unexpectedly close to her.

"Well, you know me love, here and there, plunderin' and such. Spent quite a good amount of time in Tortuga, and, well, now I'm here," he explained. He was surprised that she hadn't moved away from him when he'd sat so close that he almost touched her. His thoughts wandered back to the kiss, and he wondered if he'd been right in thinking that she may fancy him. He decided to test the idea out. Very slowly, he moved his arm until it was around her shoulder. She didn't move.

"And how about you love?" he continued. "What have you and Dear William been up to since ol' Jackie left?"

"Nothing very exciting, really. Life in Port Royale is painfully boring. About the only exciting thing that's happened since you left was my birthday, on which Will gave me this." She held out her right hand for jack to see the glittering silver ring.

"I see," he replied. "I suspect he made that himself. Quite the useful little whelp, isn't he" Jack teased.

"Well, he IS useful, though I'm not sure I like you calling him a whelp," she replied in a tone of mock scolding.

"Why did you come?" Jack asked suddenly.

"I…I don't know." she said quietly. "I needed some excitement. Plus, Will was bound to come, and I wasn't about to be left in Port Royale without him! The Commodore would probably assume that he was gone forever and try again to win my affection, and I don't think I could handle that. In fact, I think I might be sick just thinking of it." She let out a small laugh at the end of this statement, but Jack just smiled.

"I don't blame you, love." Jack replied. "A woman as feisty as you should have a man that can bring more excitement into your life than that stone ever could. Why, I gag just thinking of him!"

At this Elizabeth dissolved into a fit of giggles. As her laughter subsided, she found herself looking at Jack's face. He was smiling slightly, and she, for some reason, looked straight into his eyes. Those eyes! She stared into them, feeling her heart flutter. She could get lost in those eyes, she thought to herself. She felt jack's hand move from her shoulder to the back of her neck, but she made no move to stop him. He slowly pulled he face towards his, and their lips met. Fireworks exploded in Elizabeth's head, and before she knew what she was doing, she wrapped her arms around his head and melted into his kiss. She made no move to stop his actions, but instead just enjoyed what was happening. All thoughts of Will were somehow lost as she found herself locked in Captain Jack Sparrow's tight embrace.