"Here you are Will, your wife, safe and sound thanks to me," Jack said grandly as he entered the Turner mansion with Elizabeth, a cocky smile on his face.

Sarah's mouth fell open. 'Bloody arrogant bastard,' she thought. She had been the one to go out and put her life on the line! Jack had just shown up at an opportune moment. She had stupidly assumed that he would give her some credit. Shaking her head, Sarah left the endearing homecoming scene and went up to her room. Calmly closing the door behind her, Sarah sat on her bed, staring into the dark.

Her emotions swirling, she closed her eyes. What to do now? Axel was taken care of and Elizabeth was home with her loving husband. There was no reason to stay around. Right? Rubbing her eyes, she laid back against her pillows.

'Stupid Jack. Always getting in the way of progress,' she thought to herself. Imprudent Jack….Sarah slammed her fist onto the soft mattress. Why was this so hard? All she had to do was walk out the door and continue on with her life! She was free of Axel; why should she feel obligated to stay with Jack.

'You love him,' a voice said in the back of her mind. Sarah groaned, knowing it was true, yet not wanting to acknowledge it. She could never stay with him. In time he would grow old and die, while she stayed young forever. She didn't want to sit around, watching him die. But what did he want? Sarah couldn't help but think that if he said to stay with him, she would.

As if on cue, the door opened, throwing light into the room. "Sarah?" Jack squinted into the room. She sat up, bringing her knees up to her chin, looking heart wrenchingly vulnerable.

"Yeah?" Jack closed the door and walked over to the bed, taking a seat in front of her. "Why din't you stay downstairs," he questioned.

"What? And ruin your big victory. I'd never dream of stepping on you glory, Jack. I mean, you did destroy Axel all by your lonesome. You found him, fought him, and killed him. Congratulations, Jack." Despite her defenseless expression, her voice was heavily laced with anger and sarcasm.

Jack frowned. "Sarah, you don't understand-" Sarah jumped to her feet.

"I don't understand!? Oh, I understand perfectly, Jack. I understand that you are the most arrogant, self-important, egotistical man I have ever met!" Jack was on his feet now, confusion and anger painting his own features.

"Now wait one minute, love. You're memory needs a bit o' help, 'cause I was the one who killed the bad guy, not you!" Jack flashed an 'I'm right and you're not' grin at Sarah.

"Ohhh you are something, Jack Sparrow! If I hadn't distracted him, he would have sliced you into tiny pieces before you knew what was going on!"

"Really," Jack said suavely, "Because I saw what was going on. You were scared for my life." The anger on Sarah's face dissipated. She thought back to what Axel had said …If you come with me, I'll spare the life of your precious pirate.

Sarah looked away from Jack, crossing her arms over her chest. "I would have been concerned for anyone's life."

Jack stepped closer, shaking his head. "No you wouln 't 'ave. You care about me," he said it was just a hint of triumph in his voice. Sarah looked up at him. "Does your ego ever stop growing," she snapped.

Jack grinned. He knew exactly what to say to make her angry. "Sarah, I think fate has been telling us something. What are the odds that I would come back to Por' Royal the exact same time you were coming 'ere?"

Sarah stayed silent, cautiously eyeing him. 'Please Jack. Just say you want me to stay.'

Jack touched her face, his eyes locking with hers. "Face it, Sarah. You love me." For the second time that night, Sarah looked vulnerable. "And…and how do you feel about me," she asked nervously, feeling as if she were a young girl in her first true romance. And hating that feeling.

Jack leaned down and kissed her. Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck, happiness engulfing her. Pulling away, he smiled. "Tha' enough answer for you?"

Alright well I have writers block. I want to have at least one more chapter but I don't know how it will go. I'm a bit partial to non-predicable/ 'different' endings but who knows what will happen?