I know the chappie doesnt look longer, but it is. And anyways, im not a full on long chapter person, I write short stories, short and sweet :P Anyways, all these chapters have been already written in my book, so all I had to do was type them out. From now on I need to write the rest, so wish me luck!

Disclaimer: The characters protrayed in this story are property of Jerry Bruckheimer(SP), except for Jennifer the maid.

Nightmares

Chapter 6: Barbossa's Return

The clock struck twelve times as the couple slept. Elizabeth moaned in her sleep as figures of her past came back to haunt her.

Barbossa was there on the Pearl, along with his crew of ghastly skeletons. They had Will; they were torturing him in front of her very eyes. She wanted to shout out to him, scream infact, but no sound was emitted.

Barbossa struck with his blade, and Elizabeth's heart was racing so fast, she thought it might explode. Tears welled in her eyes, both in her dreams and out, as she watched her beloved fall.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks as all the crew disappeared, along with their captain. Her knees were weak as she collapsed next to Will's lifeless body. She reached out to touch his cheek; it was so cold. She then tried to turn his head to her but got the shock of her life when his face resembled that of Barbossa's skeletal form.

That was it; she could endure no more. She screamed and covered her eyes, still screaming as she woke from the nightmare, bolting straight up in the bed. She looked around helplessly and was now freely crying. Never had she felt so much terror and fear in her life. Her whole body was trembling and a mixture of tears and sweat was falling from her cheeks.

Will awoke when she shouted his name in despair. "I'm here my love, i'm here." He comforted as he sat up and cradled her shaking form in his arms. "Shh, whatever's the matter?" He wiped away some of her tears as she sniffed into his neck.

"It was so real…" She closed her eyes tight and hugged him harder, calming down slightly.

"What was so real?" Will asked fearfully. Elizabeth just shook her head, willing not to recall any of the horrors.

"My love, please confide in me, I want to help you." She hesitated but gave in, her fears subsiding.

"Will, he was there, torturing you in front of me." She winced slightly. "And I could do nothing, absolutely nothing." This made Elizabeth hold on tighter to him.

"Who was there? Who was torturing me?" Will questioned.

"Barbossa." Elizabeth stated dryly.

"But my love, tis just a dream, you needn't fret. Dreams pass in time." He lowered his lips to her forehead. "And besides," He added, "Barbossa is dead, so unless he is killing beyond the grave, you have nothing to fear."

Elizabeth sighed and kissed his neck. "I don't know what I would do if I lost you." Tears welled in her eyes as she mustered those words. "I could never raise this child without you, I wouldn't survive."

Will put a hand on her stomach. "I am not going anywhere, I can promise you that."

He gently lowered her back down beneath the sheets and wiped away the remaining tears that clung to her cheeks. She smiled slightly; a smile that was hidden behind a mask of fear and adoration for the man that had given her everything.

"I love you Elizabeth." He whispered against her shoulder. She fell back asleep before she could even reply.

Awaking at dawn, Elizabeth began tossing and turning, unable to fall back asleep. Finally giving up after thirty minutes, she unsheathed herself from Will's grasp and retreated to their balcony.

The cool Caribbean air greeted her as she walked outside. Leaning against the wall, she sighed as the previous night's happenings replayed over in her mind.

All she could think was why? Why had she dreamt about that, was it some sort of warning, a premonition perhaps. She shuddered at the thought of Barbossa.

Deep in thought, she didn't hear the door open and Will walk out. He came to a stop behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. Elizabeth jumped in fright.

"Please Will, don't do that." She said once she realised who it was. "I'm very jumpy this morning."

"Nothing is going to happen love." He reassured her while wrapping his arms around her stomach, his front to her back.

He began rubbing it in circles, his head resting upon her right shoulder. Elizabeth sighed and closed her eyes, savouring the moment.

She shivered as his lips trailed up and down her shoulder and neck, her frightful mood lifting to a frisky one.

"Are you going to do that in front of Port Royal's prying eyes hmm?" She questioned with mock severity.

"But of course, unless you are uncomfortable with such actions." Will replied in the same tone.

"I would be comfortable if we went inside." She replied with a mischievous grin.

Will walked backwards to their door and Elizabeth almost pushed him inside, a muffled laugh escaping from them both as they shut the balcony doors.

Twas an adequate amount of mush there eh? XP