Author's note: Hello!!! Thanks for reviewing you guys, love ya!!! Sorry for the delay, but I wanted to get this chapter exactly right! Enjoy, r/r as always! Enclosed in this chapter you'll find verses from the song Unchained Melody, which I don't own, but is a beautiful, beautiful song that I want at my wedding, and so should you!!!
 
Chapter 4: Unchained Melody
 
Elizabeth stood on the pier, the wind blowing her auburn hair as it crystallized her tears as they fell into the water. Missing. 
She knew something like this would happen. She squeezed her wedding ring so hard, it left an impression in her palm. Her body wretched with sobs as she closed her hand around it again.
               "Ohhh, my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch…"
               "Will," She whispered to the ocean. "Please be okay…"
She felt a soft breeze against her cheek, and put her hand to it. "Will?" She whispered. She needed him, she needed his love, to feel his arms around her, to comfort her, to be there for her.
               "A long, lonely time…"
Someone came up behind her, and put a hand on her shoulder. Elizabeth found Norrington beside her. His touch was cold and bitter compared to Will's loving tenderness.
               "Come to gloat?" She asked angrily, drying her tears.
               "Elizabeth…"
               "No!" She shouted. "You wanted this to happen!"
               "I just came to bring you a jacket," He said, and took off his own. "You're going to catch your death out here." 
She stood still as he put it over her shoulders. "Thank you," She said softly.
               "Why don't you come back? It's not safe for you out here at night."
               "I'm as safe as Will is on the sea." She said. 
               "Elizabeth, you've been here all day."
               "I want to meet him when he comes into shore."
               "Do as the man says, Elizabeth," A second voice spoke. Her father. Of course. He was always telling her to listen to Norrington. 
Not this time.
               "Father, I am no longer a child!" She screamed, throwing off Norrington's coat. "I am a woman! I'm a married woman who is just waiting for her husband to return home!" Her body raked with sobs as she shouted. God she hated to show them her weakness. 
               "I know," Governor Swann said softly. "But you cannot stay out here all night, in this weather. Come, it's time to go. Will won't be coming home tonight."
She felt defeated. He was right. Even if Will had been found, he would still be hours away. "I shall return at dawn, and everyday until he is back," She told them, and walked to the Commodore's mansion leaving them, and his coat behind.
 
Jack loved nothing more than plundering. Or "commandeering", or both. But now, he had other business to take care of. The ship that groveling idiot Norrington had given Will hadn't turned out that bad. It was nothing compared to the Pearl, but it was still a decent block of wood. His ears pricked.
What was that?
Will had been gazing out at the ocean, and turned to Jack when he froze. "What is it?"
Jack grinned, "They're coming."
Will paused, "I don't hear anything."
               "Ah," Jack said. "You will. The ocean has ears, lad. Your father could spot a ship coming from a thousand feet away." He grabbed his periscope and scanned the sea. 
               "See anything?"
               "Nothing yet, but they know we're here. I'm sure of it."
               "Where is the Black Pearl anyway?"
               "Off the coast of Costa Rica," He replied quickly. "Came here in a dinghy. Bloody Piranhas," 
Will looked down and noticed several bite marks on Jack's ankles.
 
(norrington makes moves on liz- and time goes by so slowly, and time can do so much)
Norrington stood outside of Elizabeth's room, and knocked on the door. 
               "Come in," She whispered.
Norrington walked in, and sat on the end of her bed.
               "What do you want?" She asked.
               "Elizabeth, I'm so sorry."
She was silent a moment, "Thanks."
He admired her curves. "You know," He said, and rubbed her knee, winding his way a little too far up her leg. "I've always loved you,"
Elizabeth jumped up and smacked him clear across the face. "How… how dare you! You're disgusting! My HUSBAND is missing, and all you can think about is getting me into bed!"
               "I thought you were a smart girl," He said as she left the room.
When he heard the door slam, he knew it was time for drastic measures.
 
Elizabeth. Will stared down at his wedding ring, but it was small, and didn't match the size of the hole in his soul. He missed her so much it was like having a piece of him gone. He had never known love until he met her. 
               "Are you still mine?"
Jack came up beside him, "Thinking hard or hardly thinking?"
Will shot him a glance. "I guess I can't expect you to understand about being in love. Being a Pirate and all, you know, married to the sea?"
Jack sighed, "I've had my share of pretty lasses, boy, I can tell you that. And the sea be a beautiful bride."
Will felt a great wave of pity. "Jack---"
               "Jack Sparrow settles for no man and no man settles for Jack Sparrow!" He declared.
Will stared at him, a small smile on his face.
A look of confusion crossed Jack's. "Wait, that's not it…" He started mumbling to find the right words.
Will was back with Elizabeth. 
               "I need your love. Ohh,  I--- I need your love. Godspeed your love to me."
 
               Norrington was irate! He couldn't believe Elizabeth still refused him! Why did she have to be such a stubborn girl? He remembered his words, and still lived by them. He's 'rather see her dead than in the arms of a pirate.' He had work to do. 
 
Elizabeth sobbed into her pillow. It was here a few hours ago that Norrington had come onto her. She couldn't believe the man! Why couldn't anyone believe her when she said she loved Will, and only Will? Why did everyone insist on treating her like a child? And worst, why couldn't Will be here?
There was a knock on the door. 
               "Come in," Elizabeth said, drying her eyes.
A maid came in to the foot of her bed and curtsied. "Master Norrington wishes to see you in his chambers,"
               "Well I don't want to see him," Elizabeth snapped.
               "No, ma'am, he has news of the Widow."
Elizabeth jumped to her feet and raced out of the room, the maid trailing behind her. She reached Norrington's door, and burst in without knocking. She found him admiring a paper.
               "Elizabeth," He said. Good. His plan was working perfectly. After she read this, she'd be all his. It was great to have contacts everywhere, and with the help of her father, it was easy as pie. He wanted Elizabeth, and what he wanted, he always got.
               "What news do you have?" She demanded.
               "First I want to apologize about earlier," He said.
               "I don't care! What news?!"
               "Sit down," He said kindly. "It is not good news,"
Elizabeth felt like the room was spinning. No… "Where's Will?" She whispered.
Norrington paused, "Elizabeth, you should really sit---"
               "WHERE IS HE?!"
               "He's dead," Norrington said, and showed her his favorite paper in the whole world. The paper he had made. "This just came in from the Virgin Islands," He said.
Elizabeth, trembling read the headline. 
               "British ship The Widow found destroyed, work of pirates, body discovered to be that of Will Turner. After missing for several days, the Widow of the British fleet was found burning on the sea…"
No! This couldn't be true! 
               "No!" She screamed. "Norrington, please, please, tell me this isn't true!" She said, as tears flowed down her face.
Norrington hated seeing her so upset, but it was necessary if she was to truly be his. "I'm sorry,"
Elizabeth ran from the room.
Just as he expected.
 
Elizabeth stood on the pier, staring out at the ocean. She had her engagement ring on a chain around her neck. It was closer to her heart that way. She could still remember the day he gave it to her…
He had met her outside of her house in the early morning hours. She had returned home from a date with him, and found him outside, walking up and down the streets. She went out to meet him, and he said he couldn't sleep, and there was something he needed to show her at the Blacksmith shop.
So, giggling, the two of them walked into the shop. 
               "I've been thinking," He had said, his cinnamon eyes so bright that they let up her soul as she stared into them. "I know we're young and I don't have a lot of money, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you, and can't get your face out of my heart. You're what I've always dreamed of, and I stopped dreaming since I found you."
Elizabeth had been so happy. She thought they'd live happily ever after, and she agreed to be his wife. It wasn't until he pulled out two small identical gold bands that her tears increased.
               "I made them myself," He had said. "I'll get you an engagement ring as soon as orders pick up," He had promised.
               "I don't need one," She had whispered. "I love you so much,"
               "I love you too," He whispered.
And they had kissed.
It was one of her favorite memories, something she'd never forget. 
But now he was gone. She looked down. Should she jump and end her life as well? At least they'd be together…
               "Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea. To the open arms of the sea…"
Her tears fell into the water, and she watched them be swallowed up. She knew what she read on the paper, but her heart… her heart still told her he was alive. But how could that be possible? "Will," She whispered. "Give me a sign, anything, to say you're coming back to me."
A small, comforting gust of wind caressed her face.
               "Lonely rivers sigh, 'wait for me, wait for me. I'll be coming home, wait for me.'"