Disclaimer:  The mouse forbids me from claiming POTC as my own…stupid mouse…I'm gonna find a four foot cat to play it until he changes his mind and hands over the rights…now…to find that cat…

A/N:  I hope I've peaked yer interest in this fic.  Rather I have or not, I'll do my best to continue to update.  The problem is having another fic to work on as well, and I have been slacking with it much to the disliking of a few people whom I do not wish to piss off.  Life has provided the opportunity for me to have some extra time so I will try to use that to my advantage.  Thank you UCF for giving me extra hours of sleep, but considering me a part time student!!! Hmm, anyway…. Enjoy the first of hopefully many chapters. (Many meaning more than 5 less than 15…hopefully…)

Haunted

Chapter 1

            She didn't know happiness could reach this extreme.  Elizabeth couldn't stop the smile that formed on her face as she looked in the mirror at the dress she was wearing.  She moved into various positions seeing it at different angles before swirling around and around watching it flow through the air. 

            "Looks great on you love." Fear wasn't even present long enough for the emotion to be registered before Elizabeth turned around in surprise.

            "Jack!" Elizabeth exclaimed, "How did you get in here?" She asked.

            "Pirate…" Jack grinned with gold teeth glittering in the sunlight from the window.

            "Where are Ana Maria and Gibbs?" Elizabeth asked before sitting carefully in her chair.

            "Ana is getting our disguises and Gibbs said somethin' 'bout it bein' bad luck to see the bride before she is married." He explained with his many hand gestures and an expert wandering eye that calculated a number of things in the room that would get a good price on the market.

            "I'm glad to see you could make it.  It wouldn't have been the same without Jack Sparrow and his eccentric pirate crew," Elizabeth smiled.

            "Uh-"Jack said before raising a finger.

            "Forgive me, Captain Jack Sparrow," She laughed as Jack shrugged his shoulders.

            "Can't 'ave a crew without a captain."

            "Indeed.  Have you seen Will yet?"  Elizabeth asked.

            "Haven't spoken to him, but I stopped by the lad's house and peeked in.  He looks calm, but I can tell he's going to be getting the jitters soon."

            "Jack Sparrow, how would you know about wedding day jitters?"  She asked with a raised eye brow.

            "I've been around a few more years then you lass," Jack winked.

            "You are an old man."

            "Hey!" Jack feigned a hurt expression.  His gaze slid to the window and he sighed. "I must be off now.  Ye will be havin' te leave soon.  Before I go, hows 'bout a good luck kiss on yer wedding day?" Jack sauntered to her and leaned over a bit. Elizabeth giggled before kissing him on the cheek.

            "I appreciate the offer of luck, but I didn't think you believed in that." She said as he stood, obviously expecting something more than just a kiss on the cheek, but only teasingly.

            "Who said it was fer you love? its fer me," Jack winked and before Elizabeth could say anything he slipped out the door yelling back, "I'll be watching you love!"  Just as quickly as he had appeared he was gone.

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            The music in the church began to play as Elizabeth walked slowly down the isle on the arm of the governor both smiling at one another before looking down straight towards the priest and Will.  Will couldn't stop the intake of breath that left his mouth agape as he watched Elizabeth slowly approach him.  Her step was in sync with that of the music that floated around the brightly lit church.  Sunlight poured through the stained glass windows and lit up the church.  Elizabeth saw Will's gaze focused on her and smiled brightly as she felt her father squeeze her hand slightly.  The priest smiled knowingly seeing this same thing take place many a time, but knowing that this was one of the few weddings he had done that was purely out of love. There was much love between these two.  He looked up and frowned slightly at the sight of guards on either side of the front entrance to the church.  Unfortunately it was necessary due to the fact that the governor didn't want any uninvited guests that were known to be friendly with the two that were to be wed.  Despite that fact it seemed it would be a fine day for a wedding. 

            Will looked away, sparing only a brief moment to tear his eyes away from his wife-to-be and scanned the crowd looking for some familiar faces.  Most of the people present were friends, family, and associates of Elizabeth and her father.  Will's eyes were caught by Norrington's who sat in a front row.  He gave what was a faint smile and shook his head knowing full and well who Will was looking for, but said and did nothing.  Will looked around hopefully, but couldn't seem to find who he was looking for.  There was a pang of disappointment, but knew if Jack wasn't there it was for a good reason and probably best for his own safety.  The music was about to end and in a moment found the love of his life standing next to him and her father placing her hand in his.  He smiled gratefully at the governor and then at Elizabeth whose smile was more beautiful than ever.  Just as soon as it was silent in the church, it was broken by a loud sneeze from some where in the crowd.  Ignoring this, the priest began.

            Ana looked around nervously as those around them stared at the man sitting next to her who had sneezed.  She wanted to scream at Jack for doing such a thing, but she knew it wasn't entirely his fault.  He mumbled a few sorrys and rubbed his fingers across his nose to stop the rather large fake beard and mustache from itching it.  He looked at her and shrugged. She knew he would blame her for the choice of disguise she had chosen if she said anything about it.  She felt uncomfortable herself in the modest dress she was in with her hair piled in a bonnet disguised as Jack's slave…not something she particularly cared for at all, but it would be believable and that's what they had to shoot for.  There were few…very few reasons she would ever put herself in a situation like this and this was borderline, but Jack had convinced her to come.  They were in the back row incase it was necessary to make a run for it.  Both she and Jack had found it some what unnerving to see two soldiers standing at the doors, but this only gave Jack more of a reason to come.  He loved making a fool of the royal guard and navy any time he had the chance.  Her attention returned to the front of the church when the priest's voice began to welcome everyone in a slow and expert tone that both warmed you and also made you think of a teacher or parent guiding you firmly.  From the looks of the man he'd had many years of practice.  Ana had begun to settle back into the bench and allow the voice of the priest to flow over her when all of the sudden the hair on the back of her neck rose and a male cackle, that made her shudder slightly, filled the church easily overpowering the priest.  Ana had to fight the instinct to run far and fast as she looked over to Jack and was startled even more by his expression.  Jack had something in his eyes that Ana had only seen very few times in the years that she had known him, something that made her even more uneasy than she already had been.  She didn't know where this unknown threat had come from or why it was a there, but anything that put that in Jack's eyes had to be conceived as dangerous. For what she saw in Jack's eyes was nothing other than fear.