Author's Note!: THANK YOU RACHEL FOR REMINDING ME!!! Sorry my loyal and now somewhat grumpy fans... I started college this week and it was a little hectic and so getting this JUST right was hard... BUT THE WAIT IS WORTH IT!!! OH MY IS IT EVER!!!... so vote for your favourite ending and stay tuned for more works from Pirate Angel! THANKS SO MUCH TO ALL MY REVIEWERS! I LOVE YOU ALL THANKS!
"Hanes add?" Bradford said incredulously as he brought over the tissues and some alka-seltzer.
"It's a long story," she chuckled as she took the tissues and chugged down the fizzy water. "Thanks."
Bradford looked at her and pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, looking pleased with himself.
"What's that?" Elizabeth said casually.
"It's a letter to me, from Will. He gave it to me as I pulled you away at the theatre, it seems he had an idea that something might happen," he said proudly.
Elizabeth dropped her glass, but this time Bradford caught it.
"Gosh we have to get you plastic glasses and spill resistant carpet from now on!" he joked.
But Elizabeth didn't care about that. "What does it say?" she said completely focused on one thing.
"I figured I'd let you read it, and then let you take it from there," he said as he handed her the letter.
Elizabeth took the letter, her eyes blurring as she read it, but she furiously wiped the tears away.
Bradford,
It is a great fear, somewhere deep within my heart that I will not be allowed to stay in this world. Something is pulling me back, something that, even if Elizabeth decides to have me, still attempts to prevent us from being together. And while it tears at my heart, while I beg it not to be so, it is my greatest fear that I will never see her again. I have loved Elizabeth Swann my whole life, I never thought I could love another, but when I came to this world I was shown something new, something incredible in your Lizzie Cartwright, a fear, but at the same time such strength that I could barely comprehend. I thought that it was merely a case of 'rebound' as Elizabeth had called it, that I was only trying to replace the love I had lost in my own Elizabeth, but in time I discovered that it was more, so much more, and that I wanted it so badly.
But the realization that I am not meant for her comes even harder for me. The idea that I love her so much, need her so badly, and yet am denied her is something I refuse to believe. It's not easy for me to grasp but Elizabeth and Hen insist on it so it must be so. I wonder if, had they the chance to know of the feelings in my heart, they would be so quick to judge our case futile.
But I fear that Elizabeth will not be mine to have and that I shall be taken back, and so now I plead with you Bradford, I beg of you, find a way to bring me back. I know now that I may never call my life complete unless she is the one I share it with. I ask you to put aside our differences in the name of love. Find a way to bring me back to her.
With much respect and gratitude,
William Turner.
Elizabeth couldn't believe it, he wanted to be with her so badly, it was too bad there was no way to bring him back.
"It's beautiful, but impossible," she said, a low melancholy creeping into her voice.
"What?" Bradford said incredulously. "Elizabeth Cartwright! Giving up on love! Inconceivable!"
"I heard the Venture Squad talking as we left the theatre, they said they were going to destroy the machine, they even came by to confirm it a couple of days ago." Elizabeth moaned.
"What if I told you that maybe, the machine hadn't been destroyed as planned," Bradford said a small smile creeping onto his face.
"I'd say that's nice but even if you saved the machine we wouldn't be able to bring Will back," she replied sullenly.
"Now I'm no computer geek, but I can't see a reason why not," Bradford said sincerely, but playfully.
"He wouldn't be Will Bradford, he'd be the Will from the movie, no memory of what happened, no memory of me," Elizabeth sniffed. "I'd be better to leave him as he was, leave him in his own world,"
"Don't you think that's a decision he should make?" Bradford pressed.
Now Elizabeth was curious... what was Bradford getting at? He couldn't have... surely he hadn't... Will couldn't be back... could he? "What exactly are you saying Bradford?" Elizabeth asked breathlessly.
The look in Bradford's eyes was gleeful as he played his little game. "I really thought you would figure it out yourself Lizzie, honestly."
The food colouring induced hormones took effect of her again... she lost patience and started smacking Bradford with a nearby pillow.
"DON'T PLAY GAMES WITH ME!! You have no IDEA what I've been through," she said seriously.
"Could I take the time to find out?" a voice said from the doorway.
Elizabeth stopped mid swing, her hands, her whole being freezing at the sound of that voice, She dropped the pillow and screwed her eyes shut, intent on waking herself from the dream that she once again had trapped herself in.
"No," she whispered to herself. "I won't do this again... I won't dream that you're here, I won't break my heart again for your memory." It was a mantra, one that she had chanted to herself for the past few days like some sort of pagan incantation. She would not allow herself to feel his presence again; she wouldn't let her dreams run away with her for the thousandth time in the past three days.
She thought she had frozen before, but that was nothing to what had happened when she felt a third presence set down on the bed.
"A penny for your thoughts?" That smooth, rich, lovely sound called out to her.
Her eyes fluttered open and he was millimetres away again... his eyes staring into hers.
"What?" she called in a breathless whisper.
"A penny for your thoughts," the eyes said smiling. "It's what you say when someone is caught in a dream."
"I've defiantly been caught in a dream," Elizabeth said, torn between laughing and crying. "But I don't want to wake up."
"Well let us just see what happens when you do," Will said leaning in slightly.
And though her brain was screaming at her to stop she leaned in, and relished in his kiss. And then realized that she didn't wake up! It wasn't a dream!
The realization hit her in a wave, her eyes sprung open and she looked at Will with a state of absolute glee.
"You're HERE!" She screamed at him.
"That is what I've been telling you!" He mock screamed back at her.
"But, how, when , who, why," The questions came out in a stream of rambling that could only be closed by Will's lips pressing against her once more. Elizabeth was still shocked, but quickly gave in as Will deepened the kiss... this was magical, mystical, dream-like. It wasn't happening how could it be happening!
The kiss was finally broken when Bradford re-announced his presence, and Will pulled away leaving Elizabeth a little breathless.
"Well I'll just leave you two to catch up for a little while, and get you know reacquainted," Bradford snickered.
"Bradford!" Elizabeth said feigning shock, and then as he turned to leave. "Wait, Bradford!"
Bradford turned, stunned slightly, she had her pirate what else could she want? He was surprised when she ran up and gave him a massive bear hug, and looked up to him with a face more jubilant than he had ever seen. "Thank you," she said through her smile.
Bradford flushed slightly, "Well you know it was nothing, True Love and all that, I was honoured to be a part of it," he stammered.
"I know but, I mean..." Elizabeth couldn't think of the right words to say. "Are you going to be ok?" She asked sincerely.
Now Bradford flushed even deeper "Umm... yeah I mean," he stammered. "There's someone I want you to meet," he blurted finally, as he rushed through the door.
Elizabeth was a little baffled but laughed as Will came and put his arms around her, giving her a sense of peace and belonging. "You're going to like this," whispered into her ear.
"I don't think anything, anywhere has ever been so good," she said spinning to face him, looking into his bottomless eyes.
"And it's only going to get better," he said leaning in for another kiss.
She relished in it.
Bradford came back and cleared his throat once more. "Golly can't you two keep your hands off each other for two minutes?" he called from the door, his hand holding something still hidden in the hallway.
Elizabeth broke off, face growing redder by the minute; nope she really didn't want to let Will out of lip reach, let alone out of arm length.
"Stop teasing Bradford, after all you could hardly keep your hands off me riding up the elevator," a familiarly sophisticated voice called.
"Who's this?" Elizabeth asked.
"Elizabeth," Bradford said sweetly. "I'd like you to meet Lara."
And when Angelina Jolie (who was actually the brought to life from screen version of Lara Croft) stepped into view Elizabeth fought very hard to try and contain her laughter.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Bradford has been telling me so much," Lara said politely, extending her hand.
"Likewise," Elizabeth said stifling a giggle.
"So you see we both got what we wanted!" Bradford said gleefully.
"Are you prepared to put up with this guy?" I asked Lara jokingly.
"Oh yes," she replied slyly. "He's just my type, easily controlled."
Bradford moved to be offended by the remark but then weighed the ups and downs of being controlled by Lara Croft and smiled instead.
"Well we must be off than Elizabeth, things to do," Bradford smiled.
"People to shoot," Lara finished.
Elizabeth laughed out loud, unable to contain her joy any longer. "Yeah I'll see you later."
The two left, Lara chasing Bradford down the hall.
Elizabeth finally let out the mirth within and collapsed on the floor because of her giggling.
"Now Miss Cartwright!" Will said feigning hurt. "Why is it you are always so quick to laugh at my behaviour!"
That just made her laugh even more, until finally Will pulled her off the floor and into his arms. She quitted instantly scared and excited for what would happen next.
"I told you that I would never forget you," he said softly.
"And you never will," Elizabeth finished.
And then Will and Elizabeth kissed, long and hard and full of a pure and deep love, Our Fine Hero finally in the arms of her One True Love.
