Young Elizabeth nearly asleep in her small, uncomfortable bed stared blankly at the pirate medallion she had stolen off of William's neck. She inspected it carefully looking at all of the details. Because it was dark, she couldn't make up much of it, but she felt every crevice with her small fingers.
She soon got up out of her bed to find a small lantern of some sort so she could get a better look at the medallion. Quite loudly, she rustled around looking for a lantern or candle. She was trying to be quite enough so her father wouldn't hear her. She didn't want her father to become suspicious as to what she was up to.
She finally found a small candle and a match. She lit the wax candle and saw that the medallion had a skull on it. This made her assume that it had to do with pirates. The skull was quite devilish and seemed to have hoop earrings in both ears. The skull, in the center, was surrounded by designs of some sort. Some kind of triangles and other things Elizabeth couldn't really make out. It was the same on the reverse side.
She could here her father and Norrington walking around on the upper deck. She knew they were talking about her. She knew that every night after she had retired, Norrington and her father would talk about how she wasn't happy about the idea of moving to Port Royal. She learned to ignore it, but still, couldn't help wonder what exactly it was they were saying.
Elizabeth soon heard her father coming down the stairs to retire himself for the night. She quickly blew out the candle and put the medallion under her pillow, rolled over, and pretended to be asleep. As Governor Swann walked by, he could smell the smoke and he knew Elizabeth was up to something.
"Elizabeth," the governor whispered to see if she was still awake.
Elizabeth turned over slowly, stretched like she had been sleeping, made a very large yawn and answered tiredly, "what is it?"
"I'm sorry to wake you, but I was wondering if you knew why it smelt like smoke down here, I was getting a bit worried."
"I just lit a candle for a moment because I dropped something that's all."
"Alright, nothing to worry about then. Good night Elizabeth."
The governor walked away not so mysterious as to his daughters doings. He knew the Elizabeth would only lie to him on rare occasions. He wasn't worried.
"So what is that you had in mind of this Young William Turner," asked Norrington to Gibbs as soon as the Governor retired.
"Well I don't want to scare ye', but at the moment, now that ya ask, I'm not trusting the little thing all that much. He seems a bit curious to me."
"How so?"
"Well because he's a child of course. Children never sat well with me mate…excuse me, captain," Gibbs said correcting himself.
"Oh I see how it is Gibbs…So that's all you really have to say is it?"
"Well unless you've got another question for me."
"That will be all, go back to what you were doing."
Gibbs looked back a Norrington, gave him a funny look with his eyebrow up high and then took a swig of rum from the bottle he had hanging around his untidy neck.
Elizabeth, still wide-awake, desperately wanted to talk to William. She had so many questions for him. She debated whether or not to walk over to his bed chamber to see if he was awake yet. Soon, she thought better of it because she didn't want to frighten him. After all, he probably still doesn't know where he is. "but," Elizabeth thought, "He does know who he is," as she smiled to herself.
Elizabeth tossed and turned and couldn't get to sleep. She reached for the medallion hoping it was still under her pillow. She brought her hand back, and realized that the pirate medallion had fallen. She got up out of her bed in her long white nightgown. She knelt of the floor, her head just below the bottom of her bed. She felt around for the medallion not knowing what it was she would find under her bed. She felt a thin chain and assumed it was the chain the medallion had been on. She grasped it tightly making sure not to loose it and brought it up. She was right, it was the medallion. She didn't want her father, or anyone else on the ship for that matter to see it. She knew they would take it away from her. She decided to put it on and just wear it under her cloths so not one would see it.
Elizabeth hopped back into bed feeling accomplished. She laid there on her back holding the medallion in her hand. As she removed her hand from under the medallion, she felt the cold medallion touch her chest. She shivered a moment and then turned over. She felt the medallion one last time and then fell fast asleep despite being not at all tired.
