(A/N) Alright Ladies and Lads, I am going to update a couple of chapters...I am not sure exactly how many, but there will be more than 2. On wednesday I will finish the update, that means the entire story will be up! Please enjoy the chapter! Sorry about the Cliff....no I'm not!!! LOL
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!
Jack held a smoking gun in his hand, he had shot James Norrington. James stepped back still holding the knife to Elizabeth's throat and fell off the cliff, taking Elizabeth with him.
"ELIZABETH!" Will rushed over to the side of the cliff, as he looked down he saw that she was holding on to a thick root that was sticking out from the rocks.
"WILL!" Her fingers were slowly losing it's grip, as the root started to pull away from the ledge.
"Elizabeth give me your hand!" Elizabeth tried to reach but she couldn't, it only caused for the root to take her down a few more inches, and a scream left her lips.
"I can't reach, Will!" Will looked into her eyes, he did not see a glimmer of hope in them, she would fall.
Will took hope into his own hands, "Jack hold onto my legs." Jack then grabbed onto his legs, as Will slid further towards Elizabeth.
"Reach Elizabeth!" Elizabeth then reached her hand upwards and it met Will's. "I have you!" "Pull me up!" Jack, Bill, and Jonathan then helped pull Will and Elizabeth up.
Will immediately held Elizabeth in his arms, he was glad to do so. Elizabeth cried into his shirt, her ordeal was over, James Norrington was dead. It seemed as though they stayed that way for hours, it wasn't but a few minutes before Jack tapped on Will's shoulder.
"Got to go, mate…"
"Alright." Will then lifted Elizabeth's face towards him, "Come on, I'll help you up." With a steady hands she got up, her ankle was swollen, most likely sprained, and the rest of her body was in a battered state, only when her wounds were to be cleaned they would know what was broken or what wasn't.
"Will, I can't walk…" Will then lifted her in his strong arms and carried her down to the beaches. As he walked towards the boat, he looked down on her, she was sleeping. Will then placed her in the boat with help from Bill.
"I can't let you take her, from me…" Norrington said as he made his way from the trees, how he managed to survive the fall was anyone's guess. Elizabeth sat up in the boat, not believing what was in front of her, Jack was in awe pulling put his pistol, and Bill jumped on the boat taking Elizabeth away from the line of fire. He pointed a pistol at Will, "Not again…" Another shot rang through the air. Former Commodore James Norrington was dead, at the barrel of Jonathan Swann.
"Now, we can leave." Jonathan said as he slowly putting his pistol down.
As the boat started to row away, Elizabeth looked back at James, the blood was seeping into the sands, she felt his presence there, he loved her so much it drove him to insanity, it drove him to be violent, not the kind and gentle man she once knew, he was now a rabid animal put out of it's misery. Will kept a strong arm around her the entire time, while Jack and Bill rowed, and Jonathan looked at her, in shock, amazement, he could not believe she was alive. Once she was on the Pearl, Will lead her to his cabin and sat her down on the bed.
"Will, I need a bath, I don't want these to get…"
"I know, I asked Joshua to fill the bathtub with hot water." Neither could look into each other's eyes, but they knew what each was thinking. Will then helped her into the room adjacent which had a bathtub in the center of it, then helped her out of her clothes, what was left of them, and into the hot water.
"Will, I can do this on my own."
Will felt her pushing him away and decided to give her space, "Alright I'll be in the next room if you need me."
Elizabeth sat in the steaming hot water and washed herself with the bar of soap and sponge that was there, as she looked over her hands and legs there were cuts all over. Gripping the sides of the tub she hoisted herself up and sat on the edge of it and reached for the towel that was on a chair next to her, she wrapped it around her, hobbled to the chair and sat in it. She knew she would not get to the bed in the other room, she had to call Will, she did not want to depend on him, she did not like to feel so useless, tears rolled down her cheeks, sobbing soon consumed her body.
Will heard her from the other room, he was getting out some of his cloths that he had, Anamaria's would not fit Elizabeth due to her expanding stomach, so Will hoped his would fit. When he walked in the room, he saw her sitting in the chair, looking down at her hands, without a word he went over to her and lifted her up and placed her on the bed.
"Here, these are mine." Will then showed her a white shirt, and a pair of black pants. As Elizabeth put them on she leaned on Will for support, when she was done he helped her back into bed. Elizabeth slowly fell asleep, she was so tired, and Will let her, he would wake her up in a few hours to bandage her wounds, for now she was going to rest.
How was that? This is one of my favorite chapters that I have ever written!
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