A/n: Shoot! You guys are fast with the reviews! Thank you! So grateful for your compliments and suggestions! I hope I have the Shakespeare quotes right but if I don't, please feel free to tell me what I have gotten wrong.

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Elizabeth drags you along behind her through the streets. You're in Port Royal, wishing for the ship, and Jack. And a pint of rum. Okay, mostly Jack.

"I've found the most wonderful little Shoppe that I think you'll love! Of course, I already have my dress, it's home with father," she squeals, bringing you into a small, musty shop. The walls are brimming with wedding dresses in what looks like closets.

"Can I bring a bird?" you ask absentmindedly as Elizabeth shows you the puffy, magenta dress she's picked out for you.

"Er, well, I don't think the guests will like that," she says uncomfortably.

"Oh, but I could bring one of those nice big rainbow ones! Y'know the ones that say whatever you say!" you declare enthusiastically, knowing very well they're called parrots and how much Elizabeth hates birds.

"I'm sorry (you), but I don't think that it'd be proper," she says and pats you on the head like a youngster. You frown and run to the dresses hiding in between them. You begin to fake sob. The shop's owner finds you curled up in a ball, crying into your knees. She asks you what's wrong. How gullible these people are.

"Elizabeth won't let me bring a pretty bird to her wedding!" you whine, feeling rather bad but what must be done must be done, and the dress was atrocious.

"Oh, dearie me, well…er…birds really shouldn't be at a weddings," the shop owner says. You look up brightly and say

"Okay!"

You walk out of the shop, leaving Elizabeth to apologize, red faced.

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After a successful day (at last you had made Elizabeth angry enough for her to storm off) of sabotage, you explore the nicer side of town. There are tons of beautiful houses and you can't help but wonder where the house is Jack said he bought.

"Miss (your last name)! Miss!"

You turn to see a young man rushing towards you, arms waving to get your attention. You stare at him as he rushes to you.

"Are you Miss (your last name)?" he asks breathlessly.

"Yes, is somebody dead?" you ask as he rests his upper body on his knees.

"No, but Miss Elizabeth Swann requests your presence at the Governor Mansion," he says and leads you off to a carriage. On the way you pass the Black Pearl and stare longingly at the dock, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jack. The dock passes slowly and you reach Elizabeth's house. Heading up the stairs, Elizabeth comes to meet you.

"Jack is already here, (you), in case you were wondering," Elizabeth says, giving you a mixed look of hinting and irritation. You nod and rush into the living room. As you sit next to him, he puts his arm around your shoulder. Elizabeth walks out and hands you your dress.

"Now you must be here by early morning, both of you," she says, fixing Jack with one of her stares.

"Where's Will anyways?" you ask.

"He's out somewhere, I think," she says and stares out the window. You stare down at the dress, picking it apart. Purple frills layered on even MORE purple frills. Ugh. You sigh. Elizabeth turns from the window; you quickly drop the dress and cover your disdainful look with a reassuring smile.

"Both of you can stay in the rooms you stayed in the last time you visited" she says and walks off.

"A bit stand off-ish isn't she?" you comment quietly. Jack and you both head up to the same rooms but instead Jack tumbles into your bed. Outside the stars twinkle with joy and dance along the clouds. The crescent moon looks wonderful, basking everything in a pale, white light. You slip next to Jack after a nice, long bath, smelling fresh and peachy. He lets you snuggle yourself comfortably into him and pulls the covers over both of you.

"Jack" you ask in the darkness. His hands move up your waist.

"Yes, luv?" he answers, his dark eyes looking more exposed with no kohl rimming them.

"Where is the house that you bought?" you inquire curiously. He presses his lips against yours, a small moan escaping you and pushing itself into his mouth.

"I can show ye it tomorrow, darlin'," he says, breaking the kiss, his breath caressing your skin and his scent wrapping around you. Darling? You've never heard him call anyone that before. You burrow into his chest and smile.

"Jack, were you serious when you asked me to marry you?"

"I've never been more serious in me life, darlin'. I love ye like the stars love the moon, and the sea loves the land."

"I love you as much as you love the sea Jack; I love you more than I love the flowers of spring, and the crisp of winter. I'd never survive without you, my world would fall apart." You blush red and Jack smiles, placing another kiss on your heated neck.

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"Here comes the bride, here comes the bride…"

You march down the stairs of the Governor mansion, dressed in a gorgeous white dress that trails down elegantly behind you…

And at the bottom of the stairs is Jack, waiting for you in a tuxedo, looking very well to do but perfect with his dreadlocks and warm chocolate eyes. 'Wedding' flashes through your mind. You join Jack, his arm enveloping you and leading you towards the door. Outside waits a minister and a small crowd. A very small crowd. Sadness strikes you. No father to walk you down the aisle, no mother to sit weeping happy tears for you. But you have Jack. You smile up at him. Not able to take his eyes off you, he stares directly into your soul. A cold shiver travels up your spine.

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In your sleep, you shiver uncontrollably. Jack stares at your shaking body, surprised after staring at you longingly, your chest rising slowly and sinking gradually. He brings you closer and kisses your forehead.

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"I can't, honestly. Jack, I can't let you marry her, I love you!"

You stare. It's Anna-Maria! She rushes from the crowd and breaks the contact between you and Jack. You both reach out for each other but Anna-Maria blocks you, swiping her nails across your cheek. The skin becomes warmer but doesn't bleed.

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"Calm down, (you), please, I can't stand to have ye scared, my heart's about ta burst," Jack whispers in your ear. You slow down under his gentle pleading.

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"Leave her alone!" Jack yells, his suit becoming terribly wrinkled while holding Anna-Maria's arms. No one in the audience seems to notice the struggle on the stage or not even care. Jack continues holding Anna-Maria back from both you and him when she suddenly shape shifts into a look alike Elizabeth. She flutters her eyelashes.

"O Heavy lightness! O misshapen chaos in well-shapen forms! These violent delights have violent ends! And in this herb gives poison residence and medicine power!"

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You snap awake with an "Oh!"

"Luv! Are ye all right?" Jack stumbles across his words. You sit up.

"Yes! Yes! I'm fine!" you nearly yell out of excitement and partly out of horror.

"Ye had me so worried," he says and pulls you back under the covers. You smile.

"We have to go to Tortuga Jack, I have unfinished business there," you ask modestly as he takes you in his arms again. You place your hands on his chest, running your fingers across a rather large scar. You feel miserable that you couldn't have helped him.

"Whatever ye want, luv, just please don't do that again."

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