Author's Note: OK I only got two reviews for the past chapter but I know from experience that a story never gets many reviews in its early days and I was lucky to get any so I'll just keep writing and see how it goes.

Chapter 2: The Wedding

The sound of Wedding Bells filled Port Royal. Elizabeth Swann stepped out of her mansion and a footman escorted her to the carriage waiting to take her to the chapel. She was wearing a gorgeous white dress and, much to her disgust, a corset. Elizabeth sighed and gulped. Will had never liked her wearing corsets. But Norrington had insisted. It seemed to him, beauty was on the outside and what was inside didn't matter. Elizabeth was adorned with jewels and the dress flowed out behind her. Althogh Norrington had given her a gold ring with a huge diamond on it for their engagement, she wore it not. In it's place was Will's ring, which the Commodore would have to live with for she wouldn't take it off ever.

Elizabeth looked at the ring as she seated herself in the carriage. She wondered how Will was now. He was probably off on some great adventure with Captain Jack and his crew of misfits.

She was very wrong.

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Word had reached Tortuga that the Governor's daughter was to marry Commodore Norrington a week from when the Pearl had arrived at the dock. This had sent Will into another wave of misery. He had at least got off the ship by now, but was far from happy.

Jack was continuously trying to get him drunk, but it never worked. The Pearl's captain was full of liquor and he seemed to have forgotten about Will's problems.

Will hadn't been expecting Elizabeth and the Commodore to wed so soon. He was currently sitting in some bar. Jack was telling adventure stories to the pub and all were listening except him. Will sat at the back of the tavern and watched the eager listeners hear tell of how Jack roped his sea turtles and escaped the island he had been marooned on.

Will looked down at the cut on his hand. There was still a scar from where he'd cut his hand to lift the curse. Elizabeth had one too and so did Jack. Will sighed. It was the only thing he had left to remind him of Elizabeth.

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"Here she comes. Oh she looks gorgeous." The whispers came from the crowds who lined the path leading up to the church Elizabeth was to marry Norrington in. She took a deep breath before stepping out of the carriage and into the view of the people. Her Father came up beside her and took her arm.


"I'm very proud of you Elizabeth. You've made the right choice," he said quietly to her as he led her up the path.

"No, I didn't. The wrong choice, was made for me," she hissed.


"Elizabeth you should be happy on your wedding day. Remember, Turner was only a blacksmith."

"He was and is the only man I will ever love," she said, tears welling in her eyes. She blinked them back.

'Be strong. It's for Will. He would be dead if you hadn't agreed to marry Norrington.'

"Elizabeth if Turner really cared about you in the way you say he does, he'd be here now finding some way to 'win you back'," the Governor told her, sure that that would sway her thoughts. Elizabeth looked up and glared.

"He knows you and the Commodore will never sway. He tried, he really did but if he couldn't go any further short of running away with me for which he would be sent to the noose." The Governor shook his head and looked down. It was then he noticed Elizabeth's ring.


"Elizabeth! That is not the Commodore's engagement ring! I am sure the diamond was bigger than that!" Elizabeth pursed her lips.

"It was," she said with a not of defiance.

"Well whatever are you wearing that one for!?"

"Will gave it to me," she told him assertively.

"Elizabeth! You are about to be married to Norrington and you wear another man's ring upon your engagement finger? Not to mention the diamond is tiny compared the the Commodore's!"

"But this ring means more to me because Will made and used all his savings to buy that diamond. It stands for what should have been, had you and the Commodore not interfered." The Governor's eyes widened and he gave an indignant grunt and he and Elizabeth halted at the steps inside the Church. The Commodore was standing before him with his white wig and all his badges on his uniform. The Governor smiled at him and handed his daughter's hand to the man before him.

Elizabeth had to force herself not to pull away.

When all the people were seated the priest began.


"Friends, family and townspeople. We are gathered here today to bear witness to the marriage of Elizabeth Swann and Commodore John Norrington."

Elizabeth had purposely asked for a short service, cutting almost straight to the I do's. 

"If anyone here has reason why these two people should not be joined in holy matrimony speak now or forever hold there piece." Elizabeth had to force herself not to say 'I object.'

"The couple will now read the vows." Norrington turned to Elizabeth.

"Elizabeth, since the day you became a woman I knew you were the only one for me. You are beautiful and I feel together we can make Port Royal a better place. You would make me eternally happy if you would be wife." Elizabeth swallowed hard. She had not prepared a 'vow' but she knew what she was going to say.

"Commodore Norrington. You have loved me since I became a woman. Will has loved me since he met me. I might be the only one for you, but Will is the only one for me. My heart belongs to him and will do till the day I die and forever longer. I am only agreeing to become your wife because you saved Will and he is all I care for." Elizabeth looked Norrington directly in the eye as she said it so he knew she meant it. Norrington. Not expecting this, took a slight step backwards. The whole church was silent in shock as they heard what Elizabeth said. Murmurs of 'will turner?' 'the blacksmith?' were buzzing around the church.


Governor Swann put his head in his hands. What was she doing?

"Now would they please exchange rings." The ring bearer came up and Elizabeth took the Commodore's ring and he, hers.

"Elizabeth, take this ring as a token of my love for you." Norrington picked up the ring and slipped it on her finger. It was then he noticed Will's ring. "Elizabeth?" he said quietly so only she could hear. He looked up. "That is not my ring!"


"No," she replied. "It's Will's." The Commodore stepped back in shock.

"Norrington," Elizabeth said, refusing to call him by his first name, "take this ring as a token of our forced union." The Commodore sighed. She was making a fool of him, but he took the ring.

"Er well now that that is over. Do you, Commodore John Norrington take Elizabeth Swann to be your lawfully wedded wife. To love and cherish in sickness and in health, for better or poorer and to have and to hold from this day forward?" Norrington looked at Elizabeth who glared back.

"I do."

"And do you Elizabeth take John Norrington to be you lawfully wedded husband. To love and cherish in sickness and in health, for better or poorer and to have and to hold from this day forward?" Elizabeth pursed her lips.


"I do. Only because I have no choice." The priest raised an eyebrow.

"Er well I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Norrington lifted Elizabeth's veil and leant in for the kiss. Elizabeth stood there and accepted it but did not kiss him back. It was nothing like when Will kissed her. When he kissed her she had felt like she was floating, like nothing mattered and she would be happy forever. There was no passion behind Norrington's kiss like there was with Will's and it was extremely one-sided.

Norrington took her arm and led her out of the church. He took her down the steps and helped her into the carriage. The Governor got in next to them.

"Elizabeth that was appalling! I was so embarrassed!" the Governor told her. Elizabeth looked at him coldly.

"I told you. My heart belongs to Will. The Commodore will never have it."

"Well Elizabeth you are Elizabeth Norrington now so I guess that's all that matters." The Governor sighed.

"No I'm not," Elizabeth told him. The Commodore and her father looked up.


"Are you keeping your maiden name as well, Elizabeth?"

"No. I'm taking a name I should have had. I am now Elizabeth Turner-Norrington."

"Elizabeth! I refuse to let you take the name of a blacksmith whom you are not married to!"

"Father I am old enough now to change my name if I wish. That is the name I shall sign and be recognized by whether you agree or not."


The Commodore was in shock. He hadn't realized Elizabeth's feelings for Will ran this deep. Maybe he had done the wrong thing. He shook his head. It was too late for that now. They were married.

*

Will walked along the docks his hands in his pockets and his head hung low. Elizabeth would be married now. He still couldn't quite come to grips with the fact that he could no nothing.


Will looked up at the setting sun. He was lost for what to do. Never in his life had he felt so lonely. For as long as he could remember Elizabeth had always been no further than a short walk away. Not any more. Will sat down at the end of a jetty, and, taking his boots off dangled his feet in the water.

"Will mate?" Jack came up behind him. The unorthodox pirate sat down beside him, a bottle of rum in one hand and an empty one in the other. He took a swig from the empty one, realized it was empty and chucked it out to sea. "Will are ye alrigh'?" Will shook his head.

"I feel empty, Jack. Like half my soul is missing."

"I's alrigh' mate! Come drown your woes with ol' Jack an' 'is bottle o' run 'ere."

"I can't Jack. I'm sorry I just don't have the heart to."

"Well mate i's up ter you. But me 'n' the crew is leavin' at dawn. If yer wanna come yer can but if not i's your choice." Jack took another drink and fell backwards, his eyes shut and a ridiculous grin on his face. Will sighed and dragged the Pearl's captain back into the bar. Gibbs took over from there.


"Gibbs?" Will asked.


"Aye lad?"

"When Jack wakes up tell him I- tell him Will is staying in Tortuga." Gibbs looked at Will sympathetically.

"Aye lad. Listen we're all 'ere sorry about cher bonnie lass." Will looked at Gibbs.


"So am I." He turned and walked away and that's the last anyone heard of Will Turner for a very long time.

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Elizabeth sat in her room- no her and Norrington's room, and looked at the ring on her finger. Next to Norrington's wedding ring it looked rather small but to her it had ten times the worth of the wedding ring.


"Elizabeth, love?" came Norrington's voice.

"What?" came the reply. Norrington entered the room.

"Listen Jack Sparrow-"

"Captain Sparrow to you Norrington."


"Captain Sparrow has been sighted in Tortuga."

"Who would've guessed?"

"And we have to go after him." Elizabeth gulped. Will was with Jack and the Pearl's crew.

"If it is so. But I beg you not to harm Will." Norrington stiffened at the Blacksmith's name.

"If Will gets in the way I cannot promise he will not be harmed but I shall try my best." He walked over to Elizabeth and gave her a kiss. "I won't be gone long love." Elizabeth nodded. Norrington left the room.


Elizabeth looked out the window at the setting sun. Will was out their somewhere.

*

Jack woke up on the deck of the Black Pearl. He looked around wondering how he'd gotten there when Gibbs walked up.


"Up ye get there Jack. Had a good sleep? Ye've been out o' it for three days." Jack blinked. Three days?

"Well then that be some good rum!" he smiled. "Now Gibbs. Help yer cap'n up a Gibbs?" The second mate extended a hand to Jack who managed to get himself on two legs. "Right now where be young William?" The crew looked at Gibbs who hung his head.

"He's gone Jack. Said ter tell ye 'e was stayin' in Tortuga. He walked out on us three nights ago." Jack shook his head.

"He won' las' long out there. 'e's got a broken 'art an' 'e dun't know what he's doin'." Jack ambled off to talk to Anamaria.

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It had been a week since the Commodore had left on a hunt for Jack. By the time the Imperial had reached Tortuga Jack and his crew had been long gone but word had it that Will hadn't gone with them.

"Elizabeth dear?"


"Yes Governor?" she had taken to calling her father Governor, instead of father.

"Listen dear would you let me in?" Elizabeth opened the door. Her father sat down on a chair. "Elizabeth, why won't you let Will go? He's gone and he's not coming back."

"Only because you drove him away! Because you would not accept him though he cared more for me than Norrington ever will! Will loved me! He loved me! And I loved him in return that should've been enough for you." The Governor bowed his head. He hadn't thought his daughter was this attached to the blacksmith.

"Elizabeth I am sorry you and Will could not be together but it was just never meant to be." The Governor stood and left. Elizabeth left just after him and made her way downstairs.

She walked through the town for a while talking to people in the streets. They all carefully stayed away from the topic of Will. By now most of the town knew the story and they also knew Elizabeth had changed her name to Turner-Norrington. Many of them felt sorry for her, but some couldn't understand why she would choose a blacksmith over a Commodore.


Elizabeth walked past the old blacksmith shop Will used to work in. It had fallen into disarray as Smith had sold it all the better to drink his life away. No one had bought it yet and it had not been cleaned up from when the pirates attacked. She sighed thinking of those days not so long ago when she and Will had been close to each other, and then of the kidnapping during which they had realized the intensity of their love for each other. It all seemed an age ago.

She walked into the blacksmiths and looked through it. There were many swords, beautifully crafted by Will, and various tools used for making them.


Elizabeth picked up a particularly fine looking sword. The hilt was encrusted with gold and several jewels also. She wondered who Will had been making such a sword for, for it was clear that he would not have been able to afford gems the size of those.


Elizabeth swung the sword. She smiled sadly. During the kidnapping escapade, Will had promised that when they returned to Port Royal he would teach her to swordfight and horse ride. Elizabeth's father had horses, but she was not allowed to ride them. It was 'improper' for a lady as was sword fighting.

She could teach herself. After all, Will had. It would give her some time to think about Will and get her mind off the fact that she was married to a man she despised.


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Next Chapter: Where'd Will go?

Author's Note: OK I hope you liked I'll try to get the next chapter out soon but I currently have five stories on the go. Shouldn't be too long.

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