A/N: Yay! I'm so exited – finally decided how to finish the story! Will I tell you? No, 'course not! Ruins all the fun! Hehe… There is only about 5 or 6 chapters to go, so you'll figure out soon enough! Oh yes, I changed my penname (its my name in elvish..hihi), I dunno if that will have an effect on the authors alert list…I think not…does anyone know?  Oki, here we go, I bring you the next chapter…tehee

***

Jack nursed his bottle of rum in his arm.  It was still half full and he lifted it and watched the liquid swish around before he took a long swig.  Around him were several bottles, emptied already by none other than Captain Jack Sparrow.  He leant against the stem of a palm tree and breathed out heavily gazing into the darkness that was only interrupted by the little fire he had managed to start.  As he drowned another quarter of the bottle he started wondering where Elizabeth was.  Bloody women, who was to understand them?! Jack thought irritated.  Kissing you one moment, fleeing the next.  Jack sighed drunkenly and patted his bottle.  He enjoyed its company immensely more at the moment, glad not to be dealing with some overemotional woman!

"Bloody 'ell…" he grumbled rubbing his throbbing head.  He decided it was better to get some sleep now; he would deal with Elizabeth in the morning, telling her everything, the whole truth.  He just hoped the slaps would stay at a minimum… Jack rubbed his maltreated left cheek, the one that ALWAYS seemed to be the target of some angry women.  He gazed some more into the dark and suddenly his tiredness was forgotten completely.  Somebody was running towards his spot on the beach.  He narrowed his eyes and could make out Elizabeth, skirts flowing freely behind her.  He leaned back closing his eyes and pretended to sleep to avoid the looooong conversation that was probably soon to follow…he didn't really feel up to that just now…

His eyes jerked open though soon after as he felt soft lips crushing into his own.  Was he hallucinating? Did his rum suddenly have a weird side effect on his imagination?  His hands went to Elizabeth's side as she continued kissing him and he felt that she was definitely not a hallucination, but quite real in fact.  At this realization Jack's hands went to cup Elizabeth's face and he started kissing her back, forgetting all the good intentions he had of telling her the truth…

***

As Jack finally started kissing her back, Elizabeth moaned contently and wrapped her arms around his neck.  After the dream everything seemed so crystal clear to her.  How could she ever have doubted their past relationship! Despite her lack of memory Elizabeth felt that she and Jack had belonged together – and that they had been together.  And she was glad that she found him again, that she had been able to overcome her memory barrier at least this far…

Elizabeth frowned as Jack pulled away abruptly. His expression was guilty, even though she couldn't figure out why.  She furrowed her brow as Jack opened his mouth to speak. 

"Eh..luv…I …um.." Even though Elizabeth did not fully remember Jack and his ways it still seemed odd to her to see him lost for words...as if that was something that she would never have connected to Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Well…" he continued. "Luv, don't mistake me, I really appreciate what yer doing" he winked and gave her one of his trademark grins "but I think we have to ..discuss some things …I have to tell you something that – "

"Jack..it's ok!" Elizabeth lifted his chin. "Just shut up for a moment, will you…?" And with that she leaned down and captured his mouth once more…and Jack felt too weak to push her away again…

***

'What am I doing!' Jack thought as his hands tangled in Elizabeth's hair.  'Yer having some fun' another voice piped up in his head.  'Fun?' his conscience replied.  'Yer having fun tricking her into something that is not true?' 'Pirate!' the other voice snipped. 'I'll bloody never get of this island anyways, so why should I stop her? Who will know?'  'You will know Jack…you will…' his conscience replied but it faded away and Jack pushed his guilt away, fully enjoying Elizabeth full and tender lips on his rough ones. 'I'll tell her later…'

***

Will stood tall in the crow's nest, his eyes focused on the horizon.  Except for 6 hours that he had slept he had been standing there for a total of two days and had eaten scarcely.  The crew had tried to persuade him to get down to rest, but he wouldn't budge.

"The Arrow in sight yet?" Gibbs called from below.

"No!" Will yelled back.  "Nothing…as always.." he whispered to himself.  He wouldn't admit it to anyone else, but he began loosing hope.  The Caribbean was huge – and the Arrow could be anywhere!  How small was the chance of spotting that one ship in the vast waters of the Caribbean!  Will sighed.  He couldn't stand the thought that he would never see Elizabeth again – or Jack.  He cursed himself under his breath.  Why did he leave them to their fate? Why had he sailed off instead of trying to rescue them? 'But you did! You fought the Arrow remember?' a small voice started in the back of his head, but he pushed it away quickly.  "Fought the Arrow?" he asked himself bitterly.  "We got defeated…what a great friend you are, William Turner!" He ran his fingers through his dark hair and sighed heavily.  What would he give to see Elizabeth and Jack safe another time…

Just as he was about to climb down to finally get some food something caught his attention.  Was it the Arrow? After a closer look he shook his head hopelessly.  There, just appearing on the horizon wasn't a ship but a strip of land.  Most likely an island. And then it hit him and he banged his forehead with his palm.  Why hadn't he thought of this before?! 

"Commodore!" he shouted as he began to climb down quickly.  "Commodore!" he repeated breathlessly as he reached the deck.  "I don't think Jack and Elizabeth are still upon the Arrow." He stated. 

"Do you now…" Norrington sneered. " And where would you get that knowledge from, Mr. Turner..?"

Will bit back a rude reply and started to explain. 

"As I know Jack, he's probably thought of a way to get of the ship already.  I remember that he told me once…'whenever your looking for me, I'll probably be on me rum island' he had said jokingly.  But now – I think they might actually be there.  According to the coordinates, the Arrow must have sailed quite near it! And Jack probably hasn't waited around doing nothing to come up with a creative rescue " he finished, hinting at the way Jack had escaped Norrington and his 'redcoats' after saving Elizabeth.

The commodore looked at him skeptically.

"What do you know about the sea and coordinates, Mr.Turner?" he asked. "You're but a simple blacksmith…" he added with extra condescending emphasis on Will's profession. 

Will felt anger rising up in him and he clenched his fists.

"If there is any chance that my daughter is on that island –" the governor broke in and pointed to the strip of land.  "- then we will look for her there.  I will not take a chance if there is a even the slightest evidence that my daughter could be there!" he finished loudly.  Norrington nodded sourly and turned on his heels.  In truth he had believed that Will Turner too…but it should have been his idea! He wanted to save Elizabeth. To win her heart and make her his for ever…! And that Will Turner was not going to stop him, he thought menacingly.

***

A/N: Arrr isn't it so mean how Will feels guilty while Jack and Elizabeth are ..eh…interested in other things? I feel so cruel!! But it's fun …hehe :D

Pleeeease press that little gray button down there, will you? It will make my day – and I will update this story faster *grins evilly* hehe 

And I would love y'all even more if you would check out my new story *nudge nudge*…please? Pretty please? Okok, I wont force ya! :D 

I think the next chapter is gonna be up very soon, cuz since I finally thought of a way to end it my writers block is gone.  Yay! So 'til next time!