Elsa and Danielle took a few hours to get over their "trauma" and finally decided to get out of Tortuga for the night.
As they stood from their table, a young man walked into the pub. With one look, Elsa recognized who it was and grabbed Danielle's arm.
"Ow! What?" Danielle whined, smacking Elsa's hand away.
"That's him! That's Dominic Andrews!"
"What?" Danielle shrieked.
A few of the people in the pub turned around to look at them, but thankfully Dominic had paid no mind.
"Shut up!" Elsa reprimanded. "Thank God he didn't hear you! We've got to get out of here; Andrews is sure to be in the city somewhere, and if he finds Jack-! Turner!"
Too late. Danielle was walking over to the bar and calling for Dominic!
"Oh, no! What to do? What to do?" Elsa asked herself.
She sat back down in her chair and directed her full attention to her compass. She polished it, shook it, and even began a mental conversation with it-anything to look like she was doing something and to get her mind off what Danielle was doing.
"Elsa? Is that really you?" a voice shook her out of her 'conversation'. She looked up and saw Dominic Andrews smiling down at her, his golden hair hanging in his bright green eyes.
"Dominic Andrews!" Elsa said, trying to sound calm and collected. She could hear Danielle laughing quietly behind them. "What are you doing here?"
"Da's in port picking up some supplies."
He had a lovely Scottish accent, Elsa just noticed.
"You?" he asked shyly.
"Holiday." She smiled politely. Then her brain started working again. "If your father's here, he'll kill Jack!" she said worriedly. "Danielle, we've got to find him and warn him!"
She began running for the door, but Dominic's hand took her arm and held her back.
"Don't worry," he comforted. "Da only goes to a place called A Lady's Promise. A little place in the southern part of Tortuga."
"Oh, thank God. Not the Bride."
Elsa relaxed a little, but soon realized who she was talking to. She looked nervously around for Danielle, but she was at the bar talking to some cute guy. Damn her, she would be no help. And she noticed that Dominic hadn't let go of her arm.
"May I talk to you, Elsa?" he said softly, looking straight into her eyes.
"Uh...sure, Dominic," she said, her heart beginning to pound in her chest again. "Well that was smooth," she thought sarcastically.
"Call me Dom," he smiled.
"Will! Meet you back at the Pearl," Elsa called over to Danielle, who was still laughing and talking to the guy.
She winked and said, "Alright."
He led her out of the pub and into the alley beside the building. He leaned against the wall and looked down at his boots before speaking.
"Elsa," he started. She could tell he was thinking about what he was going to say next. "I'm sorry I kissed you. I was just...overwhelmed." He smiled at her. She melted. "I had heard that Jack Sparrow's daughter was an extremely talented fighter, but I didn't know she was beautiful, too."
"I..." she tried to say something, but she just opened her mouth, closed it again and blushed. And felt like an idiot.
"It just felt like the right thing to do. I've heard all about you and I really admire you, Elsa."
She tried to say something again, but this time laughed. "Thanks, I think."
He took a step closer to her.
"Aw, damn!" she thought. "Why is he so cute? Why do I feel this way? No, no, no! This is not good. I will not do this!"
Dominic moved so close that the two were almost touching. The moonlight glinted in his green eyes, causing them to sparkle.
"I, uh, still have that feeling, Elsa," he said quietly, brushing his hand across her face.
He leaned in and kissed her gently, holding her head in his hands.
At first, Elsa was reluctant to kiss him. The son of the man who killed Jack's father. But she realized that he was his own person and anyone who would save a girl's life and then kiss her like that must be different.
She ran her hand through his hair and pushed him back against the wall. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into an even deeper kiss.
"Elsa," he whispered, kissing her neck.
"My name sounds so much better in Scottish...Say my name again," she thought. "Wait! Don't!"
"Dom, I shouldn't-"
"Ssh," he said, capturing her lips again.
"Oh, Dom, don't!" she gasped. "I don't even know you! Oh, Jack will kill me if he finds out!"
"Then we won't let him find out," he said simply and kissed her. He slid his hands down her body. She gasped and fell into him.
What if Jack was somewhere around, out of site? What if he found out about Dominic? She sighed (mentally) and lost herself in Dom's kisses.
He held her in his arms protectively and Elsa, for once in her life, felt contentment. She felt that someone cared for her. Jack and Danielle cared for her of course, but Dominic was different. There was something about him that made her feel safe-which was incredibly ironic considering who his father was. Could she really be falling in love? Elsa Sparrow? The most stubborn person in the world, like her father? No, never...
As the night wore on, Elsa finally convinced Dominic that she had to get back to the Pearl before anyone started to worry. As she turned to leave, he took her arm and kissed her one last time.
"When will I see you again?" he asked.
"I don't know. But if you ever need to talk to me, ask Danielle Turner in Port Royal."
He nodded. "I'll think of you every day until we see each other again. Goodnight!"
Elsa bid him goodnight and began the walk back to the docks. She thought of him more and more with every step. Surely this couldn't be healthy!
Once on the Pearl, she slipped past the lookout on deck and disappeared below decks. As she quietly stepped into her cabin, Danielle was lying on the bed asleep, snoring softly.
"You dolt," Elsa laughed quietly. She sighed and sat on her bed. "You can't be asleep! I was going to tell you of my night of passion!" She stifled a laugh. "I guess I just have to tell the desk then."
She turned to her desk-still keeping Danielle in her field of vision-and began a conversation about her evening.
"It was amazing, Desk! I wish you could have been there. He took me in his arms and kissed me. Oh," she sighed dreamily, "I wish it never would have ended. It was really magical. I've never felt this way before. This is horrible. I can't fall in...love? Is it love?
"But Dom's such a good kisser!" she laughed, still directing her speech to the desk. "Johnathon was a good kisser, too, despite, ya know, everything else. Eesh....Anyway! Dom...Dominic...Dominic Andrews," she said in a Scottish accent. Then she placed a finger on her lips. "I can still taste him..."
Danielle's breathing hitched.
"Aha!" Elsa said triumphantly. "You weren't sleeping!"
Danielle laughed and jumped up, hugging Elsa.
"Hmm...unexpected," Elsa concluded, still being smothered. "What's the manner of this?"
"You! And Dom! I can't believe you! I'm so happy!" she explained.
"Oh, I'm sure you are! Did Mr. Cute-Guy-At-The-Bar kiss you then? I can't believe you would cheat on Jimmy Jr.!"
"I didn't kiss him! I love Jimmy!"
"Gasp! Do you really?" Elsa asked amazed.
"I don't know...Do I?" Danielle sat a while and thought. "Hey! This was about you! And Mr. Gorgeous!"
Elsa waved her hands in dismissal.
"Oh God he is, you know. He looks like Pippin."
"Oh, good, it's not just me who thinks that!" Elsa sighed.
"Aw! Hanna's come back!" Danielle giggled.
"She never went away! But really now, what am I going to do about him?" Elsa asked. "I can't see him ever again, no matter what I want." She sighed. "Damn, damn, damn."
Danielle rested a hand on Elsa's shoulder.
"We'll find a way! Love conquers all you know," she said thoughtfully.
"Love is a many splendid thing, love lifts us up where we belong! All you need is love!" Elsa quoted.
"Uh oh."
"I was made for lovin' you baby! You were made for lovin' me!"
"The only way of lovin' me baby, is to pay a lovely fee," Danielle joined in.
"Just one night, give me just one night!"
"There's no way, 'cause you can't pay!"
"Don't leave me this way. I can't survive without your sweet love. Oh, baby, don't leave me this way." Elsa continued standing up.
"What the hell are you doin'?" Jack asked from the doorway. He had been coming down the hall from the kitchen and passed Elsa's open door.
"Singin'! What does it look like, ye bloody pirate?" Elsa said.
"But...are you two...?"
Poor Jack. He never knew anything that was going on.
Danielle laughed.
"No, we're not gay, and yes, we are crazy. Now go sail the ship!"
Jack left, perplexed, and Elsa sat back on the bed.
"I love that movie!" Elsa laughed.
"Same here, man."
They sighed.
"What were we talkin' about?" Elsa asked.
"I dunno," Danielle shrugged.
Elsa yawned.
"Must sleep! May haf'ta kick some pirate ass tomorrow. Need sleep!" she said, snuggling into her sheets and burying her head into her pillow. She lay still for a while, then said into her pillow, "I miss Dom."
"Aaaaw!" Danielle squeaked and moved next to her.
"Shut up or die."
"You love him!"
"So you choose death!" Elsa said dramatically, tossing the covers over her head.
So the rest of the night, Elsa lay under the covers as Danielle went on and on about love and Dom and Elsa and Jimmy and every other thing she could think of!