(A/N) I just hate leaving you all hanging! One more!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

"Where's Will?" Elizabeth opened her eyes and scanned the room.

"I think he went to have a talk with his father." Jack said as he leaned back, letting go of her hand. Elizabeth looked at her hand, and realized that he didn't want to scare her. Elizabeth took Jack's hand and held it in hers.

"I promise I won't bite your head off." Elizabeth said.

"Elizabeth, I'm sorry."

"For what? You haven't done anything." Elizabeth said as her brow furrowed.

"If I had just told you the truth to begin with, over a year ago…if I had said something then…you wouldn't be here." Elizabeth looked down, Jack was probably right, but she didn't want him to blame himself.

"Don't do that please. I feel guilty as it is. I don't want my father to think he brought this on me." Elizabeth locked his eyes with hers. "Just don't blame yourself."

"Easier said than done, love."

"I know." Elizabeth then looked at Jack. "I never realized it till now…"

"Realize what?" Jack asked.

"Never realized how important it is to have the people you love around you. When Bill was taking care of me I wished it were you, my father…not to take anything away from Bill, he is a very kind man, but I wanted my father, not Will's." Elizabeth then glanced away and picked up Jack's hand. "Promise me something…"

"Sure, anything."

"Don't back away. Don't be afraid of me because of what happened. Don't blame yourself for any of this. There is only one person that you can blame." Elizabeth closed her eyes and squeezed them shut. "Me."

"What? Elizabeth, no, you weren't at fault here. Danielson was the one…"

"Jack, I should have known better. I should have known I could trust you, that you would never lead me down the wrong path." Elizabeth then began to get up.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting up." Elizabeth then slowly walked over to the closet. "I want to get this plan with Danielson formed. I want him dead."

"So does a lot of people. You should rest."

"No, I want to go out and hunt him down like the animal he is." Elizabeth then pulled out a pair of pants, a blouse, and boots. "I need to get dressed." Elizabeth said as she straightened her shoulders.

"Alright. No use arguing with you." Jack said as he threw his hands in the air.

"Why?" Elizabeth asked.

"The Sparrow stubbornness, it hits like a ton of bricks."

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"Elizabeth you should be resting." Will said as ran up to her, when she emerged on deck.

"I'm done resting. Let's go find him." Elizabeth said with determination. She wore black slacks, a white top, a red sash wrapped around her waist, and leather knee high boots. Her hair was in a loose braid that fell all the way to the middle of her back. Will was not expecting seeing her dressed like this…so much like Jack.

"On one condition." Bill started.

"What's that?" Elizabeth asked.

"Stay within our sights. I can't say for certain that Danielson has left Tortuga, but he may not have. Gibbs, and Caleb are going to join us." They were standing on the docks talking with Jack, Elizabeth saw as she glanced in the direction.

"Of course." Elizabeth then looked at Bill. "Do you have it?" Bill smiled at the young woman, determination sparked her eyes.

"Have what?" Will asked, his eyes going from his father and Elizabeth, back and forth. Bill then from what seemed like magic pulled out a sword and handed it to Elizabeth. He also handed her a pistol. Elizabeth smiled and secured them through the sash. "Now I see it…"

"See what?" Elizabeth asked.

"Never mind." Will smirked at his father, and both knew what each other was thinking.

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Their goal was to find any clue to lead to the whereabouts of Bronson Danielson. And they split up, in three groups, Jack and Bill, Will and Elizabeth, and Gibbs and Caleb.

"Watch it kid!" Gibbs shouted as Caleb stepped on the heels of Gibbs. "What are you scared?"

"Sorry, and no I'm not scared." They were walking into a dangerous area of Tortuga. "Listen old man…"

"Old man! Listen to me you idiot! We are here to help Elizabeth, so stop your damned squabbling."

"Took the words right out of my mouth." Caleb stopped talking, there was no use in talking to Joshamee Gibbs, he was the type that would not take any type of backtalk.

"Okay, what we are going to do is…"

"Wait who said you were in charge?" Caleb said.

"I did."

"And who the hell are you?"

"Older and wiser." Gibbs saw the young man give up. "Just follow my lead."

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"I have someone here that can help us." Bill said.

"Who? Last time you were here was twenty years ago, their probably dead." Jack said.

"Just listen, what if Danielson left? This person will know where and how."

"Okay, who is this person?"

"Remember Joseph?"

"Nosy Joe? That's your damned source! You have got to be joking me! That guy is half out of his mind, lost his marbles, not all up there, candle's on nobody's home…"

"I got it. But once in a while he comes up with something." Bill said in defense.

"I hope so, otherwise Elizabeth is a sitting duck."

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"What are you looking for?" Will asked Elizabeth.

"He had a ship, which means he had a crew. I am looking for a crew…" Elizabeth's voice trailed off.

"What is it?" Will looked in the direction she was looking in.

"Him." Elizabeth then walked across the tavern. Will behind her, keeping up with a determined woman was not easy.

The man looked like he had spent a few years too long on the sea, he looked beaten and rugged. "You…" A smirk left his lips when he saw Elizabeth. "Didn't think I'd ever see you again."

"I'm full of surprises." Elizabeth said as she sat down. "Where is he?" Will stood behind her.

"You know what I remember about you? How much you squealed…Bronson told me how much you fought, how much you squirmed. He said you were enjoyable…squealed like a pig…that's was his exact words…" He then started laughing.

Elizabeth's face turned pale, and Will saw it, so he took this scum in his own hands, literally. Before Elizabeth could stop him Will's hand flew across the table and clasped around the scum's neck.

"Tell us where he is…" Will growled. The man gasped for air as Will tightened his grip. Elizabeth knew Will was going to kill him, so she placed a hand on his arm, and gave him a look of assurance. Will released the man and he started breathing heavily, gasping for the air he was missing.

"I ain't telling you nothing…not after that!" He was rubbing his neck.

"Yes you are." Elizabeth said.

"Oh really? I'd rather die…"

"Have it your way then." Elizabeth pulled her pistol out from underneath the table and shot him in the foot. The man shot up and started screaming. The entire Tavern fell silent as Elizabeth threw the table over and bent down next to him, the smoking pistol still in her hand.

"You wench you shot me in the foot!"

"That's right I did, next time the bullet will go right between your eyes. Now tell me where he is."

"No." Elizabeth then took out the bullet and rubbed it between her fingers and placed it in the chamber, then placing it right between the man's eyes.

"Have it your way." Elizabeth cocked the pistol.

"No! Wait!" The man began to beg for his life. "Please don't kill me!"

"Why should I let you live? You aided that bastard in raping young innocent woman, you should die a worse fate that a bullet through your head. Now if you tell me where he is then maybe I'll let you go." Will watched Elizabeth, he was in shock, she didn't sound like the same person.

"Okay, he went to Port Royal. Said to me that you'd follow, and that he would have a surprise for you there, that he was going to get you again!" The man was now crying from the pain.

"Why did he choose Port Royal?"

"I don't know." Elizabeth then fired her pistol at his other foot.

"Now isn't the time to lie." The man wailed in pain.

"Said he was after your entire life! You were the only one to get away from him! Now it was time for revenge!" The man was screaming with pain. Elizabeth stood up and pointed the gun right at his head.

"You shouldn't be allowed to live. You watched him torture and rape me and you did nothing. You are no better than him…"

"Forget most of those days do you missy?" He started laughing.

"Elizabeth, he doesn't deserve mercy." Will put his hand on her arm. "Just let him suffer."

"He deserves to die…he'll do it again…"

"You've forgotten?" The man roared in laughter as the blood spilled from his feet.

"Come Elizabeth, we found what we needed." Will then put his hand on the gun and lowered it. "We should find Jack and Bill."

"We should." Will could see she was barely keeping. She was forgetting things? Like what? What had she forgotten?

(A/N) Much better cliffee….