Day had turned into night and Will was eating his dinner with you can say his new "mate", that's what a pirate call's it anyway. Will met James when he made a sword for him months ago. Will sighed and dropped his half eaten dinner roll. "Ah, come on, matey! What's wrong? You barely been eatin' at all!" "Sorry, James, it's just that...oh, never mind." Will stood up and put his plate in the sink. "Now, none of that, what's on your mind? Or should I say you heart. It's good to let some screws loose." James chuckled and smiled. 'What's her name?"

Will chuckled softly and turned to his friend. "Fine. You win. You know how I lived in Port Royal two years ago?" James nodded. "Yeah." James was finally going to find out a piece about Will, something from his past.

"Well. To tell you the truth I didn't move here to Tortuga because I was unemployed." "Oh?" James asked "I had a great job as a blacksmith, but I ran away to escape...a-a bad experience." James's smiled vanished. "What experience would that be, pray tell?" Will sat down back at the table. "Well. I was seeing this girl, Elizabeth. I loved her more than anything in the world. We were set to get married but it didn't." James was confused. "Why didn't it happen?" Will looked up. "Because. I killed her." James nodded. He didn't know what to say. What do you say to that? "I'm sorry mate, but you are getting married in two days to a hell of gal and pretty soon you're going to be enjoying life." Will nodded. "I guess." James nodded in response. "Trust me. It will turn out for the good." Will the smiled and drifted on to more important thoughts.