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Chapter Ten: Two Peas in a Pod

Elizabeth had driven her and Will all the way to her home. He was now sitting in a chair, too afraid to even look at his wound. She had quickly disappeared into her room muttering 'that bastard, I'll have nothing to do with this dress, how dare they, they will pay for this…'. She was back now, in casual attire- jeans and a sweater.

Starting up a fire in her fireplace, she took a glance at Will. Why is he looking at me like that? she thought, beginning to feel a little self-conscious. He didn't mean to look at her so intently, but it was a challenge not to. Maybe I should stop looking at her…but the way she's bending over the fire-and in those jeans! She cleared her throat and came over to him.

"Here, let me take a look at that leg, Will," she said and she pulled a footstool next to him and sat down on it.

"No! I mean…I can just go-" he began. He didn't know why, but suddenly he felt shy about being touched by her.

"Shh. Come on, just let me see what I can do. After all, this is the second time you've come to my rescue." He looked at her then, not knowing what to expect; she gave him a small smile, which he returned. He drew in a sharp breath as she pulled his pant leg up. "Yikes. I think I can fix it up well enough, but you'll definitely need to see a doctor in the next day or two. I'll be right back." With that, she left the room and Will sat in silence near the fire. So…it was her. She has the red jeep. She was following me…Elizabeth then reentered the room carrying a bowl of steamy water, a soft rag, antiseptic, and bandaging.

She sat down on the stool next to him. "Now, this might hurt a little…" she began as she dipped the rag into the water and prepared him for the contact.

"AAHH!!" he yelled out and jumped about a foot when it touched his wound. She flinched visibly and then gave him 'the look'.

"I just told you it was gonna hurt, you baby! Hush up-no, don't do that-get back here, William!" He had quickly gotten up and went for his coat, but it wasn't hard for her to drag him back since he was limping. "Now. Please hold still," she said and she gently started to clean the area. He's definitely not enjoying this…let me take his mind off of it. "So. I guess you decided to join the party tonight, huh?" Will opened his eyes.

"Yeah…I didn't really know I was invited until it was too late," he joked and she laughed.

"Jack's idea?"

"Yes. I went to visit him. And suddenly I'm going to a party…and suddenly I saw you. What were you doing there?" She had successfully averted his mind and was applying the stinging antiseptic.

"Well…you see… what had happened was… " She trailed off and he waited patiently. "Well, I was out driving…and I realized that I was being followed. By two men. I thought if I pulled into a busy gas station, it would scare them off of my heels."

"Would that happen to be the gas station near 49th?" he interrupted as she tightly wrapped the bandaging around him.

"How did you know?"

"I was there. I knew I saw you! In your red jeep. Why were you following me?"

"Following you? I wasn't following you! I just told you, those men were following me! And then I tried to get away, but it didn't work. Then I ended up driving right to their little party!"

"Oh. Well, I was driving away from the station and I kept seeing you in my rearview mirror and I thought-"

"Oh, I know what you thought, alright. You thought that I was so pitiful and so stuck on YOU that I would be desperate enough to follow you around all night!" She got up and glared down at him. "Then, you thought that because I was SO pitiful and stuck and desperate, I would really need YOU to be my handsome prince charming and come to rescue the 'wittle helpwess model'. And to think that I brought you back into MY home and cared for YOUR wounds out of complete graciousness without a single condescending thought in my mind!" She marched over to the door and opened it.

"William Turner, you may see your way OUT!!" She shouted as she ran back into her room. He got up dumbfounded. Is she serious?! She returned holding the white gown that she had been forced into and, angrily, she began ripping the thin fabric into shreds with her bare hands before tossing the dress piece by piece into the fire. She looked up after the 10th piece to see him staring at her. "I said, GET OUT!!!" she screamed at him. The anger in her voice shocked Will and he quickly grabbed his coat and limped out of the door.

Frustrated, Elizabeth tossed the rest of the dress into the flames, laid herself down beside the fire, and began to sob hot tears that had been waiting to be cried for a long, long time.

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Outside, the wind was harsh and snow was falling harder by the minute. Why did it have to snow tonight? When my leg is half busted and I have no way home? He had been sitting for about a half hour, away in a tiny park that was near Liz's house, shivering from the cold, trying to ignore the pain in his leg. I save her and this is how she repays me? Sheesh. Then his subconscious decided to pitch in. 'Well, you shouldn't have accused her of following you.' Yeah, I guess not. He sighed, stretched himself out, and began to drift to sleep on the wooden bench.

"William! William Turner!" Will awoke to the sound of a girl's voice calling out to him. He sat up to find himself swaying slightly on the wooden deck of a ship. "Oh, there you are, Little Bill! I thought I'd lost you!" He smiled at the young girl who sat down next to him. Her long dark curls were pulled back into a ponytail and she had a black hat on her head-it was much too big. She held out her arms and he crawled into her lap. "And if I lost you, I'd be in big trouble, huh, William?" she said and they laughed and laughed…

"William? William? Why are you laughing?" Will's eyes popped open to see a concerned Elizabeth standing over him with her fists clenched on her hips. It was so cold and dark, too. It must've been one or two in the morning. I can't believe that it's only been a few hours since I left my home…crazy.

"Elizabeth! Hey. Oh…just a dream, I guess." He was a little surprised to see her, but he was also wondering what that dream was about. He felt…very young, maybe four years old. Who was that girl, though? And why was he on a ship? Oh well, "little bill", it was just a dream.

"Ok…Well, look, Will. I'm sorry about what happened in there. I want you to come on home with me." His face lit up in a surprised smile. "Because you look like a bum sleeping on a damn park bench," she continued as she helped him up. I knew it was too good to last, Will thought.

They began walking back to her house, each of them wrapping an arm around the other's back. I'm only helping the poor cripple…but it does feel kinda nice, Elizabeth mused inside her head. It started to snow again just as they were coming up her walkway, so they shuffled a bit quicker to get inside.

"Whew, this is much better!" he said and she helped him with his coat.

"Yeah, I agree. Here, you can have my bed tonight, and I'll take the couch."

"No! You don't have to do that, I'll gladly take the couch," said Will and he sat down on it as if to finalize the deal.

"If I were to come to sleep at your house, would you have me sleep in the bed?"

"Yes."

"Well then this only makes sense. Now go, before I have you outside again." She didn't have to tell him that one twice. Soon, the man was snuggled up in her bed, clothes on because the fire had died and the heating system hadn't made the room warm enough yet. The bed was beautiful, had satin everywhere, and it smelled like girl. What could be better for him? Out on the couch, Liz was not having as good of luck. She tossed and turned and turned and tossed…she was four inches longer than the sofa and it was not making her happy. Ok, that's it! I'm takin' my bed back, buster!

He was just about to fall asleep when he heard padded footsteps. Elizabeth…what is she doing?

His heartbeat quickened against his will as she tiptoed over to the bed. Before entering the room, she was planning on telling him to go take that couch that she so generously offered him earlier. But…he looks so…cute. And peaceful… I suppose it couldn't hurt…She sat down softly on the bed and waited to see if he would wake up. He didn't move. She slid under the covers, making sure not to touch him. But somehow, just a few moments later, his hand found hers. He heard her gasp softly, but he didn't show any signs of waking up. He smiled. She's awake…and she didn't move away from me. In fact, she had laced her fingers in his and gave his hand a tiny squeeze. Both Miss Swann and Mr. Turner fell asleep with a small smile gracing their features.

A/N: So, how'd you all like it, hm? Yes, they're together, but probably not for long. Hey, it's only the beginnin' of me tale, what do yah expect?! There's no cliffhanger this time, but believe you me, I will make up for that! By the way, as I was writing this, I realized that a certain part reminds me of a certain part in one of my favorite Disney movies. Can anyone tell me which one I'm thinkin' of? Anyway, I know somethin' that'll happen after they wake up! Do ya wanna know? Ah, but alas, ye have to keep yer end of the bargain first…savvy??