Title: At Least Once More

Rating: PG-13

Summary: A day just like any other. But this day was going to be special. Will was finally going to propose to Elizabeth, and he even brought back Jack Sparrow to celebrate the wedding! But there's only one thing wrong with Will's plan: there was no blushing bride-to-be on Port Royal.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything POTC, so don't kill me.

AN: Hello, what's up? I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, sorry there were no parts of Will or Jack in it. This chapter will, though. I promise. I hope you enjoy it!

Part Four: Through Treetops

"Do you have an idea of where she might be?" Will asked, his eyes darting around the streets of London for any sign of Elizabeth.

Jack sighed in annoyance, "Am I the kind of pirate that would sail to London, mate?"

"Ssh," Will hushed him, turning around to face him quickly. "Don't say that you're a pirate. We don't know how these people may react to it."

"Aye, good point," Jack said, turning around, catching the eye of a young girl. "Hold on, mate. I shall ask for directions." Walking up to her slowly, Jack extended his hand. "Hello Miss, I am in need of some information."

Her green eyes glared at him with fire of rage, "How dare you, sir. Coming up without even announcing yourself."

Jack twisted his lip, "Begging your pardon, Miss. A thousand apologies. I was merely wondering if you have heard of Governor Swann coming into town."

"Yes, he's here. He's staying at Colonel Bradley's home, just north of the city."

Jack placed his hands together, giving her a small bow. "Thank ye, Miss. Again, a thousand apologies."

With that, he turned his back to her, rolling his eyes and joining Will's side. "Have you heard of Colonel Bradley?" He whispered, leading Will away from the young girl.

"Only in books, why?"

"'Cause there be your lass, mate."

Sleep could not have come worse to her, and Elizabeth felt drained of energy all morning. Crying her eyes out may not have been the best idea to do before she slept, but it was the only way for her to fall asleep, even if it was for only a little while.

Now she stood on her balcony - the one that she saw on her way towards the home – and she was actually enjoying the view. She could see into the streets of London, watching as women shopped and chatted, and men carrying bags for their wives. Just beyond the streets, Elizabeth could see the sun rising over the treetops, shining brighter than she'd ever seen it before.

With a sigh, she placed her elbow on the railing and dazed out before her. "This would be so much more enjoyable if I had someone to share it with," she whispered, her eyes darting down to the streets once more.

Two men were walking in the middle of the street, running from person to person, looking worried, lost and confused. One was a young man, but she could barely make out his face. The other was a dirty man, and she could tell he must have been a lost pirate.

Frowning, she watched as the two men continued to run around the street, looking for something, or someone. When the younger man turned his head, she froze. He was looking right at her! Her heart began to beat faster under her ribs, and she wondered why. Why was she growing excited by looking at this man? Who was he? The expression in his posture reflected her excitement, and he called back to his companion.

The dirty man stood by his side, looking up at Elizabeth. She could also see he was trapped in her appearance. But why were they looking at her? All she could do was stand there, watching them as they watched her. Waiting for a slight moment to distinguish who they were.

"It's her, Jack," Will whispered, still caught in the beauty standing on the balcony. "Elizabeth. She's right there."

Jack turned to him, "Then why don't you run to her?"

The thought had crossed his mind, but he didn't want to seem like a fool. But now, standing there just staring at a girl from a balcony seemed rather foolish itself. His heart was beating faster than he had ever felt before, and he couldn't fight it any longer. Taking a deep breath, he dashed towards that building carrying his love.

Elizabeth felt her stomach tie in knots as the younger man started to run towards her. "What is he doing?" She whispered, her hands grasping onto the railing tightly. "Is he mad?"

The man was foolish, that much she was certain, yet she couldn't look away. With each step he took, his face grew clearer and clearer. He ran under some trees, hidden from her sight. Blinking, she leaned up, down, left and right to try to find him. Seeing him coming out of the trees brought warmth to her heart. And she smiled as she looked down at him.

His face was visible at last. And for the first time she actually saw him. With a loud gasp, feeling her heart swell within her, she screamed. "Will!"

Hearing her shout his name felt as though he was given wings. Will stopped, and he stood at the front of the giant house. Watching her through the windows, he saw Elizabeth running down the stairs, practically flying with each step. His breathing grew quick, and he couldn't stop his heart from beating. He finally found her!

She burst through the front door, her eyes wet with tears. "Will…" she whispered, her voice rasped.

"Elizabeth!" Will said, not able to control himself any longer. He took a step forward, ready to run up and embrace her in his arms.

But that step didn't turn into a run. A man stood behind Elizabeth, his hand opening the other giant door. "May I help you, sir?" He said, his voice appeared kind, yet Will could tell there was a vicious remark behind it.

Clearing his throat, Will straightened his back and stood tall before the man. "My name is Will Clarks, I have come to visit Miss Swann."

"Yes, he came to visit me," she said, taking a step to walk towards him.

But the man caught her arm, pulling her back slightly. "Miss Swann, I do not think you should speak with this man."

Elizabeth glared back at him, "This is my friend, Colonel. I have the right to speak with him if I please. No, let me go, sir."

"Colonel Bradley?" Will asked, shocked that he looked so young.

Bradley smiled, letting go of Elizabeth's arm. "Yes, you've heard of me?"

"I've read a book or two, but I never thought you were this young." Will bit his lip at what he just said. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

Bradley held up a hand, "Please, it is all right. I get that all the time." He turned his eyes to look at Elizabeth, who was still keeping her eyes on Will. "Well, Mr. Clarks, if you are a friend of Miss Swann's, do please come in."

"Thank you," Will said, bowing his head slowly. He walked up, joining Elizabeth at her side. "But, if you don't mind, I must wait for my partner to join me."

Elizabeth turned to him, "Who?"

Will grinned at her, "You'll see."

Smiling in return, she followed Bradley into the house, leaving Will to stand on the front steps.

Will turned around, just to see Jack making his lazy way along the path. "Was it her, mate?" Jack shouted.

"Yes, it was."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Jack said, standing in front of his young friend. "Are you going to ask her yet?"

Will sighed, "Colonel Bradley may be a challenge, he has a hold on her."

"Well, you'll just have to turn the tables around, mate." Jack said, a playful grin on his face.

"Yes, well, we are wanted inside."

"Ah! Let's not keep them waiting, then!"

"But first, we need to come up with a new name for you," Will said, tapping his friend on the shoulder, a sly grin on his face.