Disclaimer – I don't own POTC, any characters, events, settings, plots, etc. from it. It belongs to Disney. I own Jen, Nicole, and anyone else that was made up along the way though.

Jen woke up, finding something rather odd. There was a huge weight on top of her. Nicole smiled down from on top of her.

"You're crushing my lungs. What are you doing?" She said as best she could with her limited amount of air.

"You wouldn't think you'd want to wake up this morning." Nicole said with a grin.

"And why bloody not?" Jen growled.

"Because today is the day when hope really forsakes you and you have to suffer." Nicole, taking a bit out of an apple that she must've been holding all along.

"Speak English, Nicole." Nicole rolled her eyes.

"You're getting married today. Wanna bite?" She asked, holding out the apple. Jen's eyes widened in shock. She had forgotten what date. She flung off the covers and got up, throwing Nicole to the ground in the process. The door opened and two maids entered.

"Good morning miss. Congratulations on your wedding day!" They greeted her. Jen glared at them. Nicole was ushered out and preparations began. The bath, the hair, the painful tugs as the maids ripped brush's through her hair. And Jen was no help, squealing every time the slightest pain came to her, more out of annoyance than actual pain. By the time she was done dressing, it was almost time to leave. She went down to the parlor, where her family was waiting along with Amy, who would be another bridesmaid along with Nicole. Amy squeezed her hands as she came down the stairs, her father gave her a kiss as did her mother and Nicole hugged her. All too soon, they got in the carriage and headed to the church. Jen fought with the tears threatening to fall. It wasn't just that she missed Jack, it was also that she REALLY didn't want to marry Governor Swann. Her hand flew to her throat, where the necklace from Jack hung. It would be her only comfort. She wondered if she would turn into one of the women who despised their husbands and ended up having affairs. Jen groaned and leaned out the window at the church looming ahead. Here is where her life would end.

MEANWHILE....

Will was walking up to Governor Swann's house to ride with Elizabeth to the wedding.

"You, Turner, what's the news today?" Asked a muffled voice from the bushes. Will stared at the bushes, trying to see inside.

"Governor Swann is to be married to Jennifer Lanyen." He said slowly, unsure of what he was doing.

"Great." Replied the voice, suddenly lunging out of the bushes, grabbing Will's arm and pulling him in.

THE CHURCH....
Outside of her small room where she was to wait, Jen could hear Elizabeth arguing with Governor Swann.

"But Father, her heart is against this marriage. Surely you won't risk making her unhappy the remainder of her life?" Elizabeth pleaded.

"She'll grow to love me in time." Swann assured her.

"Father, I must protest. She's younger than me, yet she'll be my mother. I don't want this marriage anymore than she does!" Elizabeth argued now. Jen heard the governor laugh.

"I took care of you for twenty years, it's my turn to do what I want." Jen cursed his horrible voice. Elizabeth entered Jen's room.

"Have you seen Will?" She asked worriedly. Jen wanted to yell at her for bringing up her own problems but remained civil.

"No. Perhaps he's working late at the smithy." Elizabeth nodded distractedly. Elizabeth was also to be a bridesmaid, as a request of Governor Swann. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Jennifer, Miss Elizabeth, it's time." A butler called.

"Just a minute." Jen called a little too loudly. She headed for the door.

"I am sorry, you know." She heard from behind her. For a second, she turned to face Elizabeth.

"I know." Jen opened the door and exited into the main hallway. Her father was waiting for her. Elizabeth, Nicole and Amy walked out before her, the music playing and echoing through the church. The people in the pews were smiling kindly at her, but Jen couldn't even smile, her face felt frozen. At the alter waited the priest and Governor Swann. And Jack was no where. She had looked out the window, and had not seen his ship in the harbor that morning. After what seemed like too soon, they reached the alter. Governor Swann clasped her dry hand in his moist, hot hand.
"You look exquisite, my love." He murmured. Jen clenched her teeth together hard, nearly biting her tongue off in the process. The priest seemed to be hurrying through the lines. Suddenly, Jen recognized a line.
"If anyone thinks these two should not be bonded in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace." The congregation was silent, painfully silent. Jen felt her own voice about to be ripped out of her throat. She opened her mouth but the governor suddenly squeezed her hand so tightly she gasped and closed her mouth.
"Do you, Anthony Swann (Sorry I made up a name cause I don't know his!) take this women, to love her and to cherish her, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse?" Then those fatal words.
"I do." Governor Swann said with a smile, glancing warningly at Jen.
"And do you, Jennifer Lanyen, take this man, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse?" Jen wasn't sure what to do. She opened her mouth hesitantly.
"I OBJECT!" Someone yelled. Jen turned her head to look but suddenly a sharp pain washed over her hand and blackness closed in around her.