Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I want to own something. My life is so unstable. They cancel lots of my trains. *Pouts* The only thing I truly own is Catherine, and she is a Brat.

A/N: Yes I changed the 1st chapter because "sophie", whoever you are, pointed out the discrepancy in Catherine's age. Thank you.

All That Was, Is And Yet May Be

Chapter 2

Screaming. She is screaming. I must get to her.

"You cannot go in there sir. The good doctor will look after Mistress Elizabeth."

"I must go to her."

"Sir, you will stay here and leave the doctor to his work."

But I must go to her. The screams. I must save her. She needs me. The screaming, it has stopped. Please don't let her be dead.

"You can come in now sir."

Good. Where is Elizabeth? There, on the bed. She is pale, and she isn't moving.

"Doctor?"

"I'm sorry William. She wasn't strong enough. The child barley survived. May I offer my most sincere condolences."

Dead? DEAD!? She can't be dead. What of all her plans? The child, the child is alive. How dare it survive yet Elizabeth dies.

"The child, where is it?"

"There in the cot. You have a beautiful daughter, sir."

A daughter? A child? Names, children have to be named.

"Did Elizabeth name her?"

"No sir."

"Then we will call her Catherine, Catherine Turner."

She is so beautiful. So was Elizabeth. Elizabeth is DEAD...

~

Will Turner began to cry. Catherine approached him.

"Was it me Father. I can go."

"No," Will looked up and grabbed her arm, "Don't leave me. You're all I have."

Will pulled Catherine into his arms and began to weep again.

"Father, what is it? I don't understand. Please tell me. What happened at my birth?"

"Your... your," his speech was punctuated by sobs, "... she... died." Will resumed his crying.

"Mother? I know. What was she like?"

Will stopped his crying.

"What do you mean what was she like?"

"What I said, father. I never knew her, remember."

"That seems to be all I doo lately." Will murmered.

"What?"

"Remember."

"Oh. Father, how did you meet mother?"

"Why so many questions?"

"Because I am curious."

Will took a deep breath. This would be painful. He had avoided all memories of Elizabeth since her death.

"I was pulled from the sea after my ship had been sunk on the crossing from England. Your mother was on the ship, she tended me."

"What happened?"

"She took my pirate medallion, that my father gave to me."

"So you are a pirate."

"According to Jack Sparrow, yes."

"How did you meet Jack Sparrow?"

"It's a long story."

"Please?" Catherine gave Will the most pathetic look she could.

"All right." And so will told Catherine of the adventure that led to his marrying Elizabeth. He continued talking late into the night, for the day had been spent talking. When he got to the end Elizabeth yawned, so did Sarai.

"Sarai!"

"Sir?"

"I didn't notice you."

"I came to collect Catherine, but she was far to enthralled by your tale."

"You can take her home now."

"Maybe not, we did not come in the carriage."

Will turned back to Catherine, she was fast asleep on a bundle of hay.

"She can sleep here tonight. Tell them at the Governor's not to worry."

"Yes, sir." And Sarai left.

Will lifted Catherine up in his arms and took her upstairs...

~

"Will isn't it wonderful?"

"What Elizabeth?" Will asked carrying Elizabeth to their wedding bed.

"All this. I've loved you since we first met. I never dreamed that we would be allowed to marry."

"I too felt that. You are so beautiful." Will kissed Elizabeth, still in his arms.

"You lie."

"Indeed, I do not."

They presently arrived at their room. Elizabeth pulled the door closed behind them. They began to kiss again, though more seriously. The night passed into a haze of love finally come into its own...

~

Memories. They were nearly all happy, yet all caused him pain.

Will put Catherine to bed. He then went to his room. He blew out his lamp and lay down. He did not sleep, he knew what sleep would bring. Memories. So the night passed, with no sound in the small smithy.

In the morning Will arose, tired and miserable. Elizabeth. Yesterday Catherine had asked him if he had a ship. He did. "The Elizabeth". Elizabeth's dream boat, completed after her death. The fact that it rested in Port Royale, doing nothing, was an insult to her memory. Maybe a change would be good. Will thought it might rest some ghosts.

"Catherine?"

"Father?" Catherine appeared at the door to his meagre kitchen.

"Catherine, how would you like to live with me?"

"Here? I don't know father. It really is very dirty here. Grandfather says I am to be a proper lady."

"Not here. How would you like to go away, beyond Port Royale?"

"How would I do that father? I don't think Grandfather would approve."

"On a ship. "The Elizabeth". It is mine. Your Mother, God rest her soul, she dreamt that we would live a life on the sea. She wanted the freedom Jack talked of."

"Jack? Jack Sparrow do you mean? Would we meet him? I want to meet a pirate. You are sure you are not a pirate?"

"I am half pirate."

"Father."

"Yes."

"Do you think Grandfather will let me?"

"I am your father, am I not? That means I decide where you live."

"You didn't before, you didn't care. You didn't care about anything."

"Your Mother's death came as a shock. It is the past now, I shouldn't have let it poison our futures. She would have scolded me for how I have behaved."

Will pulled Catherine into his arms and held onto her tightly. Elizabeth had been taken from him, he would not lose Catherine.

A/N: Awww! How cute. I'm starting to not like Catherine now. She is a bit annoying. I'll have to make her smarter. What next? I have no idea.

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