Pirates of the Caribbean – Feelings Too Deep To Admit To You

By Princess-Pirate

Email: lziceprincessyahoo.co.uk



Summary: Pirates of the Caribbean turns 21st Century. Will, Lizzie, Jack and the rest of the POTC crew are all College students in my modern day story of their lives. The story tells the tale of what love can do to people if it is kept a secret for too long. It is completely different and is in no way linked to the 16th century movie.

Pairings: Will / Estrella, Jack / Anamaria, James / Elizabeth as well as other characters. Later Will / Elizabeth.

Disclaimer: All the characters, ships, and places in the Caribbean belong to Walt Disney and producer Jerry Bruckheimer (I wish). Some of the new characters are my own creations and therefore I have some ownership over them.

Warning: Rating will go up for blood, gore and suicide.

A/N: Please read and let me know what you think. Reviews and ideas on coming chapters are most welcome.

Chapter 4 – That's Not The Man I Love

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Winston Memorial Hospital

10:00 am

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Jack slowly opened the door and stopped. He turned when he felt a hand on his shoulder and looked at Bill standing behind him.

"You can do it Jack" he said, "Will needs to know that you're by his side and that you'll be there no matter what."

Jack nodded and walked into the room. He gasped as he saw the scene in front of him.

Will was lying in the big bed, comatose. There was an assortment of tubes and wires going in and out of his body. An oxygen cord ran under his nose and the steady beep, beep of a heart monitor could be heard in the background. The most shocking was the tube running into his throat and the blood flowing from it into a bag.

"It's to keep pumping the blood from his injured lung" Anamaria said as she took Jack's hand and led him over to Will's side "They need to keep his lung free from blood to allow Will to breathe."

Jack leaned over and took Will's hand gently in his, Elizabeth taking the other side. She was unable to take Will's hand since his arm was in a cast and was draped over his chest. From under the covers, they could see the bandages covering the stitched wounds on his legs.

Bill swallowed hard as he looked at his son lying on the bed. This wasn't his Will. Will was a happy-go-lucky student full of life and happiness.

They all looked up as Doctor Peterson walked into the room. She tried her best to look confident but it was hard seeing their tear streaked faces.

"How is he doing doctor?" Anamaria asked as she check the screens and wrote down the information on her clipboard.

"He's heartbeat's improved and the bleeding in his lung has lessened" she said, "He needs to rest a while before we can repair the rest of him. He's not in any danger but I don't want to push his lungs too hard since he only has one good lung to breathe with."

"When will that be?" Bill asked as he looked down at Will, wincing at the thought of doctors cutting open the young man's chest.

"Eight hours at the most" she said "We need to get that lung fixed before any infection starts since it's in contact with air and bacteria. His other wounds are minor but severe non-the less. It took thirty six stitches to close a gash in his head and a further sixty to keep his ankle together."

Elizabeth gasped at the doctor's word and swallowed at the lump in her throat. The thought of Will dying was suddenly looming over her like a tower. No, this couldn't be him lying motionless on a bed, lost between all the wires and tubes. This was not William Turner, the man she loved.

It was not him. Will was a fighter and he didn't give up hope and neither would she.

"I'm quickly going to finish some paper work," Bill said as he looked at the others. "Stay with him and let him know you're here." With a last look at his son, he left with Doctor Peterson.

They all stood in silence looking at Will before Jack brought a hand to his mouth and fled from the room.

"Jack" Anamaria looked worried and took off after him, leaving Elizabeth alone with him.

Elizabeth sighed and sat down in the chair next to the bed. She took Will's cold hand in hers and rested her head on the mattress. Then she broke down and cried her heart out. Elizabeth let out all the pain and misery she kept hidden the past year and cried for the love she was never going to have.

Then she decided. When Will woke up she would tell him how she feels and get it all out of her system. After a few minutes she was fast asleep, holding Will's hand in hers as if keeping him form passing on into the next world. She was afraid that she would lose him if she let go.

There was still hope and she for one would never stop hoping. She wasn't about to release Will into the arms of the Grim Reaper without a fight.