(A/N) I know, I know…but it isn't over…
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!
Timothy walked into his cellar, a small smile on his face, Elizabeth was surely to be dead now, and Will would join her…
"Where is Elizabeth?" Will jumped to his feet when he saw Timothy.
"Taken care of. It went quickly, I assure you Will." Will's face angered. Jack was now up on his feet beside him.
"You're lying." Will said, his voice ever so shaking.
"No. I couldn't let her go on…without her beside me…no, it wouldn't work."
"Her life worked Timothy! So what no aristocrat on the Governor's daughter's arm, and therefore her life is meaningless?" Will was angry, his voice so full of emotion he could barely handle himself.
"She wouldn't marry me. She was too in love with you…"
"So you kill a friend…you kill Elizabeth…because she didn't love you. For Christ sake she was your closest friend!" Will wrapped his hands around the bars of the cell. "I will see you in hell Timothy."
"Surely." Timothy pulled out his pistol.
"Not a fair deal if you ask me…" Jack said to Timothy.
"Shut up you…"
"Alright, but Will is the one here making out with the deal, not you…"
Timothy's pistol wavered. "What?"
Jack saw the uncertainty in his eyes, Timothy wasn't a bad man, just driven by love, love for a woman he couldn't have, nor would she return. Jack knew Timothy felt guilty, and he knew Timothy would believe just about anything Jack had to say.
"Well, Will is going to die…and he is going to spend eternity with the fair Miss Swann…think it's fair to you…I say let him suffer…" Will shot Jack a look. "I mean that is if Elizabeth is dead…"
"Elizabeth…" Timothy slowly put his gun down.
"Where is she Timothy?" Jack asked softly. "You can still save her…"
"I left her with Louis. He wants her dead."
Jack looked at Will, and knew that they needed Timothy to get to Elizabeth. "Listen mate, you need to help her…"
"I can't…she hates me…" Timothy had tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Help her Tim." Jack said finally. Timothy dropped the gun and raced up the stairs.
"Jack, I hope you know what you're doing." Will said.
"I know what I'm doing. Elizabeth could handle Louis with one arm and blindfolded. Plus, I got the Boy Wonder to drop his pistol didn't I?" Jack smirked.
"Elizabeth's hurt…"
"Elizabeth was trained by the best…me. So don't worry your whelp head off."
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"Elizabeth!" Timothy ran up to his study where he last saw her. "Elizabeth, I am so sorry…" When he opened the door he saw Louis dead on the floor, and Elizabeth gone. "Elizabeth?" He called her name.
"You sick bastard…" Elizabeth muttered behind him.
Timothy quickly turned around to see an enraged Elizabeth holding his letter opener, shaking violently. She had blood all over her chemise, by Timothy's guess, most of it was hers, some Louis's. Her chemise was torn and dirty, her skin pale and gray, and her hair was matted, with blood and sweat. "Elizabeth please, I am so sorry, I don't know what I was thinking."
"Oh yes you did." Elizabeth said stepping closer to him. "Did you hurt him?"
"What? Will? No he's fine, I swear I didn't hurt him…"
"I don't believe you…" Elizabeth lunged at him. Timothy grabbed her wrists and held her back. Timothy's feet gave way and they took a tumble down the stairs, when they hit the bottom, both of their world's went dark.
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"What was that?" Will asked, hearing the thud from above them.
"Didn't sound too great…" Jack said looking up.
"We have to get out of here…"
"And how are we going to do that? Can you bend metal as well Blacksmith?" Jack said annoyed.
"No…" Will then reached for Jack's hair and pulled out one of the trinkets.
"Hey, that bloody hurt!" Jack said placing his hand on his head.
"It's about time one of these things comes in handy."
"Those are mementos." Jack protested as he saw Will bend the trinket into a long piece of metal.
"This is going to get us out of here." Will said as he put it in the lock and fiddled around it a bit.
"It's like taking my arm…" Jack said a bit too dramatically.
"Hey Jack…Guess what?" Will said as he lifted the pick.
"What?"
"I'm a pirate." The cell door swung open.
"Good boy." They hurried out of the cell, but not before Jack picked up the pistol Timothy dropped.
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Elizabeth's entire body ached, as she slowly turned her head, she saw Timothy on the floor next to her. "Timothy?" She flipped him over on his back. Elizabeth gasped back in horror. The opener had plunged into his chest, Timothy was dying, his chest was still rising and falling.
Elizabeth felt a sense of relief and anguish wash over her. She brought her knees up to her chest and cried. Feeling a trickle on her arm she looked at her shoulder, her wound was open again. It was bleeding terribly, so she ripped a piece of her dress and wrapped it tightly around her shoulder.
She heard footsteps behind her. "Elizabeth?" Elizabeth closed her eyes, she was already hearing his voice.
"Elizabeth it's Will…" Will wondered what she was doing. She was just sitting there looking at Timothy's body.
"Elizabeth? Please darling…" Will stepped closer. Elizabeth turned around and saw Will, Jack behind him.
"Will?"
"Yes…" Elizabeth quickly got up and ran to Will, hooking her arms around his neck and holding him tightly.
"I thought you were dead!" Elizabeth cried into his shoulder.
"I'm right here." Will kissed the top of her head.
"Will…" Elizabeth suddenly felt weak, she dropped down, Will holding her in his arms.
"Jack, her wound is open again." Will said as he picked her up. Will looked into her tired eyes and saw she was at the end of her rope.
"I suggest we find the crew and the Pearl."
(A/N) I don't think anyone ever has used on of Jack's trinkets as a way to get out of a cell…I thought is was creative
