Sorry that this is a short chapter, the next one will be longer, I promise.

Chapter Six

Will couldn't sleep. He had so much to think about... Elizabeth...Jack... The Commodore... Port Royal...It was all so overwhelming, and honestly, Elizabeth's nervous attitude when she was around him wasn't helping. He wished it could be like the old days, before she was married, even before the Commodore's interest in Elizabeth was apparent. Back before Jack, before Barbossa...before piracy...

He considered packing up and leaving right then and there. But what would he be running from? He was a pirate. How was it that he could fight the toughest bandit of them all, but couldn't fight the temptation to run from his fears? But what where his fears? Was he honestly afraid of talking to Elizabeth? Was he afraid of uncomfortable silences? Or was he afraid of what he might do and later regret?

Finally he decided to go down to the beach. He could think much more clearly by the water. It was his comfort place. Everyone has one, and his was the sea, more specifically, the sea at night. It was thinking time, time to reflect on anything or everything in his mind.

When he had been out on the Pearl, he had usually spent his time thinking about the world. All the places in the world that he had or hadn't been. Sometimes he would think about life itself and his purpose here on the earth. Other times he would think about decisions, if he hadn't gone after Elizabeth when she was taken by Barbossa, how would things be different? If he wasn't found by her ship on the crossing from England?

And then there where those special nights when he would think about Elizabeth. Sometimes, he could have sworn he could smell her, even hear her voice in the wind. It was not much different tonight...

He walked quietly down the road towards the beach. Port Royal was so much different than Tortuga. No sound was heard except for the slight noise from the local tavern. He walked down onto the sand and found a piece of drift wood near the spot he and Elizabeth had walked just earlier that day. He put his head in his hands and scuffed his foot in the sand.

"Fancy meeting you here." Will turned around.

"Elizabeth..."

"I couldn't sleep." She said nervously pulling her hand through her hair. Will watched her slender figure come and sit down beside him. "The sea is so beautiful."

"It is, isn't it?" Will looked at her. Her hair was tossed into a messy bun. She had obviously come to the beach quickly and without much preparation.

"So, James tells me that you too had a pleasant reunion today," Elizabeth said sweetly, hands laid properly in her lap.

"Yes, it was wonderful to see...James again." He said spitting out the name James like it was cow dung.

"Be careful, he is my husband..." Elizabeth said laughing, finding herself leaning on Will's shoulder. "Will, honestly, the reason I couldn't sleep was...you."

"I know..." he said. "Elizabeth..."

She pulled her head up from his shoulder and looked deep into his eyes. He had taken his hand and placed it on hers. "I wish it wasn't this way." She said.

"But it is..." He took his other hand and placed it on her soft cheek.

Elizabeth blinked slowly as Will pulled her into a soft kiss. She was even more surprised at herself for not pulling away, but deep in her heart, she knew why her lips responded so lovingly to his. Will was her soul mate. Her true love. And this was true loves kiss. She never felt this way when the commodore kissed her... "Will, I..." she pulled away, realizing she wasn't the seventeen year-old girl Will used to know. "I'm sorry...you know we can't do this."

Will stood up quickly, realizing his mistake, "My apologies Elizabeth... no, my apologies... Mrs. Norrington."

Elizabeth was about to leave when she realized what Will had just called her and laughed. "Mrs. Norrington? That sounds so putrid coming from you, Will."

Suddenly her laugh turned to tears and her lips trembled. "I really am sorry, and I wish it wasn't this way...but there is no other that...that... we know in rea...reality." She smiled sweetly, trying so hard to stop her tears.

Will looked at her with longing, sympathetic eyes. "I understand...I really do."

He grabbed Elizabeth around the waist and let her lean on him, crying into his chest, then he walked her slowly back to the Commodore's.

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