(A/N) Sorry about the delay folks, completly due to the snow, three friggin feet of snow, do you know what it is like to dig, yes dig not shovel, out of that crap! Things are bad here in the Boston area, no school, no government,no going anywhere, I believe the official count in my town was 36 inches...sheesh... Anyway I hate to say it...I TOLD YA SO! Patriots are headed to Jacksonville! Ok, enough of my ranting, this story isn't really getting enough reviews, so what I am going to do, unless you can convince me otherwise is cut it off at this one, because there are two other 'sequels' to this, I really would like to post them, but fourteen reviews is a bit on the pitiful side. If I do hang this one up, and some of you would likethe other two parts, let me know then I'll send them to you. I'll just start another W/E fic, that's all...enjoy these next few chapters...

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

"Elizabeth!" Jack fell to his knees beside her, blood was pouring from her shoulder, Jack could tell something was hit. James then turned to Captain Taylor, however Taylor was already up and running, calling his crew, they were leaving the island.

"Norrington, never mind him! Help me!" James then knelt down next to Elizabeth. "Put your hands on the wound, press down hard." Jack then ripped off a piece of fabric from his shirt. "Take yer hands off…" Jack then wrapped the wound tightly with the fabric, "That should be good until we get to the ship."

"Sir?" Lieutenant Gillette said running behind him.

"Get the boats ready we shall head back to the Dauntless at once, see all marines return." Jack then picked Elizabeth up and carried her to the boat. James then took the oars and started the row to the Dauntless.

"John summon the doctor, tell him to come to my quarters immediately." James said as he stepped on deck. "Jack, this way." Jack then followed him to Norrington's cabin, and laid Elizabeth down on the bed. Jack sat down on the bed next to her while Norrington paced the room.

"Commodore?" Doctor Gable said through the door. James went and opened the door for him.

"Please help her, she has been shot." James said.

"Ok, I need you two gentle men to leave." Jack then looked at Elizabeth one last time before he let her go and walked out with James.

"Sparrow, what is going on between you two?" Norrington asked.

"That is none of your bloody business." Jack said unfeeling.

"I need…"

"You don't bloody need anything! What the hell were you doing with Taylor?! You may have just gotten her killed because of your stupidity!" Jack scolded.

"What the hell were you doing with her on a deserted island? You just as well could have killed her!"

"I love her and that is the difference between you and me! I would never put her in any danger! You however have, and now she is paying for it!" James seemed to look at him with awe.

"You love her? Does she love you?" James asked hesitantly.

"Yes, she does…" Jack said.

"Excuse me gentlemen, the lady is all bandaged up. She should be up in a few hours." The doctor said coming out the door.

"And will she be alright?" Jack asked.

"Yes, I stopped the bleeding, she is a very lucky girl. The artery was not hit, and I removed the bullet. An inch either way and she would have perished."

"Can I go in and see her?" Jack asked.

"Yes, that should be good for her, maybe she'll wake up sooner." The doctor patted Jack on the shoulder as Jack walked in the door.

When Jack walked in the room, Elizabeth was lying on the bed, her blouse had been removed and a gauze was wrapped around her shoulder and breasts. She was pale, her rosy cheeks were gray, and her skin was drawn. Jack stepped closer to the bed and sat down next to her, and picked up her hand and held it.

"Elizabeth, luv I am so sorry…that shot was meant for me, not you…" Jack said with a whisper, he paused, "…I love you, please come back to me…I know what the doctor said, but I have seen many good friends die…please open your eyes…" Elizabeth did not move, "…I can't risk this happening again…I can't put your life in danger anymore…If you die because of me, I will never forgive meself…"

"Jack…" Elizabeth said with a whisper.

"Elizabeth…" Jack then leaned over her wide eyed. "How are you luv?"

"Sore…but I think I am ok." Elizabeth eye's then searched the room. "Where are we?"

"The Dauntless."

Elizabeth then tried to lean up in bed, "Jack, he'll take me back to Port Royal, we can't stay…" Jack then helped her lean back into bed.

"No, we are going to Port Royal, you are still healing."

"Jack, please, don't!"

"Elizabeth, I can't have you hurt like this anymore, if my life will take away yours…I just can't have it." Jack said with tears in his eyes. Elizabeth had never seen him cry, nor did she ever thought she would.

"Jack…what are you saying?" Elizabeth said, her voice cracking.

"We can't be…together Elizabeth, I just I can't have your blood on my hands, luv." Elizabeth then started to cry.

"Jack, please…don't leave me…like Will. Don't break my heart, please Jack." Jack then could no longer look at her, it broke his heart to break hers, he got up from the bed and placed his hand on the door handle.

"Jack, please don't go!" Elizabeth wailed. Jack paused for a moment, he wanted to take her in his arms, but he could not bring himself to do it, he saw her lying dead in his arms. Jack then turned the handle and walked out.

"Take me to the brig." Jack said to Norrington.

"What?"

"You heard me, take me to the brig, I am a fugitive."

"What about Elizabeth?"

"It's over…"

"You know what Sparrow…" Norrington said as he handcuffed Jack's hands behind his back, "…you did far much damage to her than that bullet could ever…you shattered an already broken heart. Lieutenant Gillette, take mister Sparrow to the brig!" Gillette then took Jack to the brig. James then turned his attention to the door of his cabin, she would need someone to be there for her, and he was going to be the shoulder she could lean on.