A/n: Okay, still no own PotC, and, no, I don't actually know when hot chocolate was invented.
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You open the door and let Will step in. You notice his hands twisting together nervously and think it's probably because you're in a room.
"How about we talk in the parlor?" you suggest and you see a look of relief pass over his face. He nods and you head into the parlor. Will hands you a drink and sits next to you. You look down at the drink and see its steaming.
"Hot chocolate, was just invented," he explains and you take a sip. The hot liquid flows down your throat.
"It's good" you say. Will smiles.
"Where's your family?" he asks. You blink and gulp for just a second.
"They're all dead" you say and look down. Will goes silent.
"I'm sorry," he says sympathetically "May I ask how?"
"One night, a bunch of drunken men came in and slit everyone's throats, except mine, I had locked my door that night because I was scared of monsters coming, I guess I was right," you say and take another sip of the hot chocolate, it clears the knot that had formed in your throat.
"Oh," Will says "No cousins, or other distant relatives?"
"No, my mother was an only child, as well as my father, what about you? Any family?" you ask.
"Not, not anywhere near here. I was named after my father," he says. You smile.
"Bootstrap Bill" you recall.
"Yes, Jack must have told you," he says and smiles at you.
"Yes, he did," you say, lifting your legs up onto the comfortable sofa.
"What's going on between you and Jack?" Will asks. You bite your lower lip.
"Um, well," you stutter.
"Will! (You)! Where are you?" you hear Elizabeth yell from the foyer. You roll your eyes. These people have a habit of popping up at exactly the wrong time.
"Yes, Elizabeth! We're in here!" Will yells. Elizabeth looks relieved as she pokes her head in.
"We're heading out now, Jack says to meet him at the dock," Elizabeth says. Will nods and you get up. You place the cup on the table, now empty.
"Let's go" you say to Will. On the way out, Will carries your dress and also Elizabeth's few things. A few were an understatement. The things included make-up, more dresses, brushes and combs, and more garments. When you reached to where the Black Pearl was docked, Jack was waiting. You walk on board happily and go to kiss Jack on the lips but he catches you first and looks at you as if to say "not here." You nod and Elizabeth peers at you and Jack strangely.
"I'm getting this feeling-" Elizabeth says but Will interrupts.
"You're always getting feelings, Elizabeth, now come on and help me load this stuff." He's referring to, of course, the make-up and heap of clothes Elizabeth made him drag all the way through Port Royal, feeling like an idiot. He'd even heard that eunuch, James Scotia, snickering at him. At which point he'd wanted to punch the ding's lights out if it had not been for his full arms.
"But, Will…" Elizabeth whines. Will gives her a look and sighs.
"'ere, Will, I'll help," Jack volunteers and takes a few of Elizabeth's things. He and Will both walk away.
"You couldn't help them?" you ask. Elizabeth shrugs. You sigh and head into Jack's cabin. You flop down on the familiar bed. Sure, you've only slept in it once, but Jack's scent is all you need to relax. You close your eyes and take it all in. 'I can't believe we actually kissed!' you realize this sounds a bit childish but it has a good ring. 'Kiss.'
*~*~*
Jack opens the door to his cabin carefully. He sees you, relaxed, on his bed with your eyes closed hands behind your head. He smiles and bends over to kiss you. You open your eyes and smile.
"Hey" you say.
"'Ello luv," he says and smiles. You beam.
"Where are we going this time?" You ask and he smiles.
"Isle de Muerta, must collection some of me treasure, we'll be set for life," Jack says. 'We'll?' you wonder but smile anyways. It does make you happy. Jack leaves to steer the ship and Elizabeth enters.
"I saw that!" she accuses and shoves you playfully. She then jumps onto the bed. You bite your lower lip nervously and giggle.
"Okay! I admit it! I'm in love with him!" you whisper-yell. Elizabeth giggles.
"Finally! A confession!" she says and then suddenly looks serious "By the way, have you seen Will?"
"The last time I saw him he was bringing down your stuff with Jack" you say and she looks confused.
"I haven't seen him and I'm kind of worried, usually he's on me like a cat to catnip," she says.
"Let's go look for him" you say and get up with her.
*~*~*
"Hey, Jack, where's Anna-Maria?" You ask the captain. He concentrates for a minute and then shrugs his shoulders. You head below deck, Elizabeth treading quickly behind you.
As you enter the brig, you notice two figures. Anna-Maria and Will.
"Anna-Maria! No!" you yell, seeing the knife held in her hands before Elizabeth. Anna-Maria halts. She grabs Will by the neck and holds the knife to it. Running the blade along his neck she says
"Tis not Anna-Maria anymore."
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A/n: I love cliffie's. I'm sure ya'll can guess who it is.