Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates. *Sob* I want to own Pirates. But I don't. I don't own anything.

All that was, is and yet may be

"Do you, William Turner, take Elizabeth Swann to be your lawful wedded wife?" Friar Francis asked.

It took a moment for this to register with Will because all his attention was focussed on the beautiful creature beside him, "I do."

"And do you, Elizabeth Swann, take William Turner to be your lawful wedded husband?"

"I do." She replied with no hesitation.

"The in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost, I pronounce thee man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Will lifted Elizabeth's veil and hesitantly leant in to kiss her...

~

Will awoke violently, tears streaming down his face. Why had that memory come to haunt him as well? Wasn't it bad enough that she haunted him by day.

The fact that it was that memory made it all the worse, the happiest day in their lives. They had thought the day that Elizabeth discovered she was pregnant to be the happiest day, but to Will the child was a curse, not a blessing.

The child lived while Elizabeth was buried in Port Royale's cemetery. But Elizabeth had died 8 years ago. It was in the past.

Will realised he would sleep no more that night so he lit a lamp and dressed, but soon another memory fell upon him...

~

"Will, isn't it wonderful. Now we are free." Elizabeth hugged him tightly.

"Free from what?"

"From Port Royale, of course. We can sail away, maybe even find the Black Pearl."

Will turned away, he had hoped to spend time in Port Royale, maybe open his own smithy. Of course being a blacksmith is no occupation for the husband of the Governor's daughter, but it's all he knew.

"Father said he would commission a ship to be built for us, if we wish it." Elizabeth continued enthusiastically.

"But do we wish it? I'd rather try settling into Port Royale before turning to Piracy."

Elizabeth stared at him in astonishment. She then abruptly turned and left him alone...

~

All these memories, why did Elizabeth haunt him so. He had agreed that they should live a life on the sea, smithing where he could. But before the boat was built Elizabeth discovered the presence of baby Catherine. They had agreed to wait until the baby's 5th birthday before setting out in their new life. But when Elizabeth died Will lost interest.

He walked down into his smithy and stoked the fire, bringing it to life for the new day's work.

Elizabeth. The centre of his desires for so long, and when he finally won her, she was gone. Gone forever.

Catherine Turner was an active girl, far to active to be the future Governess of Port Royale, or so her Grandfather thought.

"Grandfather?"

"Yes, Catherine," Governor Swann enjoyed having his granddaughter around, it reminded him of his own daughter, "What is it?"

"Is it true that father is a pirate?"

"Of course not, you know well that he is a blacksmith."

"But Sarai said..."

"Sarai is only a nursemaid."

"But..."

"No buts, she is but a nursemaid. To say such things is not her place."

"That may be, grandfather, but she said he was a pirate. Is that why he doesn't live here?"

"Of course not, my darling. Your father chooses to live above his smithy."

This questioning tired Governor Swann but he missed Catherine's mother so much, and he pitied his grandchild.

"Can I visit father today?"

"If you wish it." With these words he was attacked by the small girl.

"Thank you grandfather. May I walk?"

"If you must. Though if you do, wear a more suitable dress."

"Yes grandfather." So Catherine bounded off to change.

Wasn't it wonderful. She could see father today. Yes he was very distant at times, but she loved him all the same. He made beautiful swords, that's what Commodore Norrington said. Commodore Norrington also said she looked just like her mother, and that her mother was very beautiful.

"Sarai." Catherine announced as she entered her room. "Sarai I am to see father."

"Well, mistress, is it not exciting?"

"I'm exited, yes. But I want to walk."

"As you wish mistress."

"So I need to wear my walking clothes."

"Yes, I will get them." Sarai turned and entered the closet that held Catherine's gowns.

"I will also need company. If you have no duties here can you walk with me. You can finish telling me the story of Jack Sparrow."

"As you wish, mistress. But the story of Jack Sparrow is not near finished. It writes itself even now."

"He's a real pirate?"

"Indeed, mistress."

"But father is not. Grandfather said so. He is simply a blacksmith."

"Pardon me, mistress, but looks can be deceiving."

"All right, help me put my dress on. Then we can go see father."

William Turner was by no means a bad father. He would have Catherine live with him, except Governor Swann had insisted on her living with him and growing up a lady. The invitation had been extended to him too, but after Elizabeth died he could not bear it. He was working on a particularly fine sword when he was disturbed by a loud cry.

"Father."

"Catherine. How are you? Well I hope."

"Yes, Father. Sarai and I walked all the way from home."

"Where is Sarai?"

"She's gone to the market. I get to spend as much time as I want here."

"That is well."

"Are you a pirate?"

"What?"

"Are you a pirate? Sarai said you were. Do you know Jack Sparrow?" All of this came out in a rush.

"What? No I am not a pirate..."

~

"...Pirate's in your blood, and you'll have to square with that one day..."

~

The memory of Jack floated to him.

"And yes, I know Jack."

"Wow!"

Will turned away from his overexcited daughter, thinking of Jack made him think of Elizabeth, and that was painful.

"What is he like?"

"He is a pirate and a good man. Even if he is a little dishonest."

"Is it true that the Black Pearl is a ghost ship?"

"It was once, before you were born."

"Do you have a ship?"

"Yes... No... Your mother and I had plans but..." Will trailed off.

"But what? Tell me. I am not a little girl anymore."

"But Elizabeth discovered she was pregnant and then when you were born..."

She died, his mind screamed, she DIED!!! You were there and you couldn't help her. This time you couldn't save her. You could NOT SAVE HER!!!

AN/ He he he!!! Will is experiencing trauma. And the whole burden of Elizabeth is gone. I don't like Elizabeth. Catherine is turning out to be a brat. He he, Brat! Please R&R! *Makes puppy dog face* Please.

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