Pirates of the Caribbean: Before it All Began
Summary: You know how Elizabeth and Will met on the ship. But what happened in the eight years before they met Jack Sparrow?
Disclaimer: POTC is my own, my love, my preciousssssss- What? I don't own it? It belongs to Disney? Darn it!
Chapter 7- The Sunrise
The days went by, the same as that first day had been. Soon enough, a week in all had passed, and Will was really starting to like Elizabeth. Elizabeth thought the same, but she said nothing, as did Will. But soon he started to suspect something. Finding Elizabeth at his bedside come dawn, and eating with him, and things of the like. He wasn't sure what said things meant, having no experience with it.
"Will, Will, Will!" Will faintly heard his name. I must be still dreaming he thought. His eyes slowly opened to see Elizabeth's face an inch above his. He jumped, surprised, hitting his forehead against hers.
"Oww!" he quietly cried out. "What are you doing?"
"Come on!" Elizabeth exclaimed. "Get up!"
Will glanced at the silver pocket watch Elizabeth's father had set out for them to keep time by. "But it's only 4:30! Why so early?" Will protested.
"I want to show you something." Elizabeth explained.
"Last time you insisted on showing me something, we could've gotten into big trouble, had your father or Lieutenant Norrington found us out in place of Gibbs. Let me stay in bed just a mite longer! For instance, until we're actually expected to be up!" Will reasoned with Elizabeth, trying to find an excuse to stay abed. Instead of regarding his requests, Elizabeth seized the blankets, and shoved them off the bed.
"Ahh! You! You didn't! It's cold!" he reached his hand over the side of the bed and grabbed at the blankets on the floor just out of his reach. Elizabeth grabbed them, and flung them at the corner of the room with all the strength she could muster.
"There," she said. "Now get up!"
"Alright, alright," Will reluctantly answered. "Just leave the room while I get dressed." Elizabeth stepped out of the room, as Will flopped down on the bed once again.
"Up!" Elizabeth nearly yelled at her friend, pounding on the door.
"Alright, fine. I'm up, I'm up." Will said, slowly rising from bed. He stripped off his old clothes, put on the spare ones that were just a bit too big for him, and went to the wash-basin. He splashed himself with cold water. "That's an awakening." he grumbled. He dried his face off and stepped out into the corridor with Elizabeth.
"Finally," she said, "what took so long?"
"What do you mean long?" he asked. "I was only in there for 5 minutes!"
"5 minutes I was kept waiting out here for you! Now come on, you'll be lucky if we haven't missed it!" Elizabeth said hastily.
"Missed what?" Will asked. Elizabeth put a finger to her lips, signaling silence. They did as they had a few nights ago sneaking up on deck at night; crept up the steps, checked for guards, and slipped into their hiding place behind the barrels.
"Now, what in the world did you wake me up for?" Will asked.
She stuck her head overtop the railing so she was gazing out to the sky. "This," she merely answered as Will looked out onto the horizon. "The sunrise."
"Now I see why you rushed," he said as he looked out onto a scene like no other he had seen in his life. Bright rays of orange, red, and pink shot out from the edge of the horizon. The clouds around the scene turned pink and orange. "Wow, this is amazing." he said, at a loss for words.
"Yes," Elizabeth sighed. "I see it almost every day. It gets tiring after a while, though."
"I suppose it would." he replied, still mesmerized.
"We should go back downstairs," Elizabeth soon said.
"Yes," Will simply said. "Go ahead; I'll be there in a second." He watched as just a few threads of colored light lingered in the sky and on the clouds. He sighed. Why hadn't he taken a chance with her? Why wasn't he more risky? This sunrise seemed like him and Elizabeth. Perhaps there was something before. But he knew there could be nothing now. It could never be. She was gentry. He was common. He was hanging on to a few threads of something. Something that once was. Elizabeth could be his friend. Nothing more.
He returned downstairs with a heavy heart and a troubled mind, and things too complicated to explain. On the way, he bumped into someone. His face rose In joy, hoping it would be Elizabeth. "Hello there, lad," Mr. Gibbs said with a friendly face.
"Oh, hello Mr. Gibbs," Will said sadly.
"What's wrong with ye, lad? Yer usually so excited and happy," Mr. Gibbs pointed out.
"I've just got a lot on my mind, is all," Will explained. He tried to proceed down the steps, but Gibbs stopped him with his hand.
"No, yer troubled. What's wrong with ye? Sit down." Gibbs said.
They sat down right there on the steps. "Well," Will started. "have you ever loved someone, something, you couldn't have? Have you ever wanted it, but couldn't get to it?" Will asked.
Gibbs thought a minute. "Well, I'll tell ye. I used to live in London as a lad in the rich, fancy part of it. I was a helper to the gentry that lived in that area. I'll tell ye lad, I hated it. All tight, wound up, you'd get into trouble fer breathin' wrong. It was like a cat with a whole ball of yarn, but not being able to untie it or play with it or anything. Well, once my master and I took a trip out to the ocean. I loved it. The smell of the air, the waves, the wind. We left, and I knew I had to come back. I didn't know how I could, but I knew I loved it an' I had to get back.
"Finally, I decided to leave home an' get back out to the ocean. One night a few months later, I snuck out of me master's house late at night. An' after a long while, finally got to the ocean, where I bartered with a ship captain for a place on board. He dropped me of at a ship port, an' I've been goin' from port to port since. It's hard not havin' a home, but believe me, it's a lot better than havin' te live as a tight ball o' string in London. Out here I can unravel an' be free. I was scared tha' I'd get caught and punished, but I chose what I loved best. I knew I could get caught and punished, but I loved being on the ocean more than I loved being out of trouble with my master. Lad, ye can get te anythin' if ye want to with yer heart an' soul. Ye see, tha's how I fell about the ocean."
Somehow Gibbs' story began to make sense to Will. He had wanted to get to the ocean, but couldn't. Will had to try to get to Elizabeth, at least try. Will stood up. "Thanks, Mr. Gibbs, your story is starting to make sense to me."
"Yer welcome lad. Now get off te bed, yer lookin' pretty tired."
"Yes sir," Will said, taking off down the stairs.
"Hope this solves yer little problem," Gibbs called after Will. He chuckled, knowing all about Will's "little problem," which was pretty obvious. "Aye, problem. Gibbs said as he looked out to sea. "Problem indeed."
Will returned downstairs happy, and saw Elizabeth already asleep in their quarters. He took off his jacket and flopped down on his bed. He thought once again about Gibbs' story. He had run away from his life in London, but could Will just run away from his social class. How could his story turn out like Mr. Gibbs'? How could it work?
He decided to sleep on it, so confused he couldn't think without his head hurting. He closed his eyes and thought:
Why is love taking tolls on me?
A/N: Aww, sob sob, Will is so heartbroken. Ok, anyways, here is another chapter! Sorry it took a while, my Internet was down for a while, I have been preoccupied with other stories, and I have been having the dreaded: writer's block! Even though this was another of my previous ideas for the story, I wanted to add to it and make some more time pass, since something very important is going to happen in the next chapter, but I'm not giving anything away! Anyways, I couldn't think of anything for quite a while, but luckily, something finally struck me, and I finished this chapter right after I got back from school today! I'm happy I finally got to add this idea to the story. Hope you like this chapter! Here are review answers!
mz-turner- Better and better? Thanks! I'm glad you think so.
LordLanceahlot- Yeah, Gibbs is nice. Perfectly in character? I'm glad they were portrayed accurately. I try to incorporate their movie personalities into the story.
Lady of the Twilight Woods- Yeah, if Elizabeth's father found out, there would be trouble. I know what you mean, about how something like this would be impossible today. I figured that people weren't as worried about such things back in the 1700's. I think Elizabeth's father would've trusted Elizabeth and Will. Oh yeah, and last time I meant I was too impatient to seek, not hide. Love hiding.
Tipper- Glad you loved it! I'm glad it seemed like the characters were captured accurately. Even the children have different personalities and characters! Hope you liked this chapter.
jack sparrow is a SEXY beast- Love the story? I was also wondering, so then I wrote this fic about them in the beginning. I am glad you like it! PS: Nice pen name.
shroomipoo- Oh snap, I've been beaten again! My friend and I keep score; I think she is on 27 or something. ï