Disclaimer: I MAY NOT OWN IT NOW, But one day I'll seduce a really old rich guy, marry him, steal all his money and buy POTC from Disney. MUAHAHAHAHA (glares malevolently) Just Joking… but I would like to own it.

Chapter 3: Misunderstood

Will was far from gentle in his hasty endeavor to remove Stella up from atop of him.

"Elizabeth" his eyes were fixed on her forlorn expression "this isn't what it looks like!" He was certain about the honesty in his words yet the knots in his stomach grew tighter.

"And what do you take me for, a naïve child?" Elizabeth said as the emotions inside her raged.

"Elizabeth? Elizabeth Swann, the governor's daughter?" Stella asked eyeing her with utter amazement. Astonished by her beauty it was obvious to Stella why Will was so madly in love with her, who wouldn't be in love with a beautiful heiress?

Stella was the center of both Will and Elizabeth's gaze. Elizabeth was unsure about what it was that this woman could offer Will, which she hadn't already had.

Will glared at Stella, though he knew she hadn't done anything wrong, it was because of her presence here that his relationship with the only woman he could ever love balanced on a thin line.

Elizabeth emotions still roared inside her, it took all her strength to keep the tears from her eyes. Will watched as a single tear escaped from her horrified eyes and slide down her radiant cheek.

The pain he knew he unintentionally caused her troubled him. Elizabeth turned and rushed out the door, she could no longer be in the presence of Will and his mistress.

"Elizabeth wait, please let me explain" Will said hurrying after her.

"There is no possible way you could talk yourself out of his one William, now please do not allow me the pleasure of keeping you from your new whore." She rushed up the cobble stone road with the intention of getting as far away from Will as possible. And just as she thought he would give in to her request, he seized her arm and spun her around as to face him. Sensing her pain he drew her body closer to his. His touch was usually a relief from her troubles, now she wished he would never touch her again.

"William Turner don't you dare touch me" she demanded impatiently as she tried to pull her arm free from his grasp.

"Elizabeth please allow me to explain myself, I have no intention of hurting you." He pleaded.

"You had no intentions of hurting me because you've already hurt me" knowing that her tears where too strong to hold back, she allowed them to flow freely down her cheek.

"No, you misunderstand. You see, it was near closing time when Stella arrived and pleaded for me to refine her sword, I couldn't refuse her so I did. I finished just prior to your arrival, Stella examined her sword and turned to thank me when she slipped over her garbs and landed atop of me…that's when you walked in." Will watched her now impassive face, there was no way he could read what she was thinking, and the silence began to pierce his ears.

Elizabeth could barely look Will in the eye, his story seems honest, and she knew that this event was far from Will's character.

"Elizabeth, you know I would go to the ends of the Earth for you, please have faith in me."

Her heartbeat was strong as his touch once again brang joy to her face. How could she have been so foolish as to perceive him as unfaithful, the man who risked his life only to save hers? A feeling of shame now overwhelmed her emotions.

"Please forgive me Will, how could I be so foolish" she whispered resting her head on his chest.

"It is I who still asks for your forgiveness love" he smiled placing a soft kiss on her golden tresses. "I imagine Mr. Brown will lockup this evening, Elizabeth may I please accompany you home?" his husky voice spoke softly in her ear.

"You know you need not ask", she smiled looking into his warm chocolate eyes.

Stella watched keenly from the window of the blacksmith shop as Will embraced Elizabeth's hand and the two strolled into the dark night, their silhouettes burned an image into her mind. With a malevolent look she glared around the shop before exiting. Making her way toward the port, her mind was a scattered mess.

"Loyalty, love, faithfulness…" she muttered mocking words as she bored a large ship tied up at the dock. A few shipmates where walking about, but she ignored all those in her path and made her way through to the deck and below which happened to have her sleeping quarters. Worn out by the long day, she tossed herself on to the bed. Just then a mysterious figure opened the door loudly, clearly showing his presence in the room.

"So…?" the man's gruff voice asked.

"So…" Stella replied with aggravation.

"I assume things didn't go as planned" the man spoke and he too became aggravated.

"Well than you assumed correctly" Stella rolled her eyes.

"We'll just have to try again tomorrow"

"You try again tomorrow," Stella pronounced with sheer frustration

"That I will, as will you until our plan is in full effect, then we can depart from this dreaded Port Royal" he spoke those last words with such disgust and revolt. "Get some rest because I can guarantee tomorrow will be a long day." And with that the mysterious man departed from Stella's cabin.

Stella sighed as she rose from her bed to pace around her cabin a bit. Her thoughts still a cluttered mess. "How do you pry to love birds from each other's side?" she spoke audibly.

Looking about she eyed herself in the mirror, "Dear God how long have I been in this ridiculous dress? I look, dare I say it, proper!" Revolted by herself Stella changed her garbs and took the mans advice; she closed her eyes because she did need some rest. Tomorrow would be far more exhausting then today.

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