So it's finally here. Surprised, are we? Yeh, im surprised how much of this came out XD Anyways, props to Amanda (willz1luv) for the idea about them getting caught out, you rock girl:D I didnt end up having them make love in this story, it just didnt fit...and I went with a slightly more humorous approach at the end, which you will see LOL.

Rollinpeaches- I hope you're still here to read this, if not I hope you had fun on yer trip (if you're reading this when you came back XD)
Araminta Ditch- Ok we had a deal, this is up by wednesday, wheres chappie 2 of yours and Karens, eh? hehehe
xo-miss-elizabeth-ox- I got inspiration from our RP with her...temprement XP

Midnight Rendezvous

Chapter Two: Found out

The next morning, Elizabeth awoke with a heady quiver shooting throughout her entire body. She groaned quietly and curled up in a small ball, forcing her eyes shut. That dream didn't really help her plight either, extremely passionate and…She was startled out of her daydreams by Will, who had awoken the moment she moved. "Morning, love," he moved his lips along her shoulder lightly, feeling her shudder, and loving it.

"M...morning," she smiled lightly and turned to fully face him, looking into his eyes with intensity and want, not quite fulfilled the previous night. Hey, she was a woman, she couldn't help it.

Rubbing his shoulders, she moved closer into his arms, eyes sweeping over his very exposed chest. She swallowed and moved her hands down his arms to his hips, grasping him slightly. She then moved up to his bellybutton and his chest, her palms resting over his already hardened nipples, feeling him tremble, his eyes closed. It was her turn to wreck havoc on him, make him beg and writhe with desire.

Which he did, very much so in fact. Elizabeth nudged her hips against his bulging lower half, making him whimper. Will pushed her back against the pillows and moved over her but was stopped by Elizabeth, who tried to move away. "Not yet," she flashed him a sweet smile before slipping unbearably from the bed to get her gown. She walked with shaky legs over to the chair and slipped it on, then exited the room. Will was left alone in the bed, red in the face, gripping at the sheets. She was so evil sometimes…nevertheless he forced himself up and went after her.

Elizabeth had slipped out the back door and ran down to the lake where they swam the previous night. Well, she knew that last night was very different from today, being that today there was every bit of a chance they would be seen. But, her impulsive streak won over her cautious one, and she stopped at the edge of the water, dipping and swirling her toes in it.

Will came running down the path and came to a halt behind her. "What…are you…doing?" He asked, panting ever so slightly.

"Going for a swim," she answered with a laugh, "what did you think I was doing?" Oh, she knew right now she was teasing him beyond all belief, but she liked being a bother once in a while…

"But…you, that is to say, we, were going to…you know?" Will stammered on, watching as Elizabeth stepped into the water, still clad in her gown. Once she was submerged right to her neck, Will's eyes widened as he saw her now forgotten gown floating on the surface.

"Are you coming in or what?" She asked and cocked her eyebrow at him.

Will kneeled down and ran a hand through the rippling water, watching as the mud seemed to dance around before settling back down on the sand bed. "I think you should get out," he answered and looked up, to find her about a meter away from him lying on her stomach in the shallows. Her bare back glimmered in the sunlight, and wet strands of her hair stuck to her neck. She looked absolutely stunning and Will wondered for a moment whether she wasn't a water goddess of some sorts, that lost her way and landed up here, in front of him. But he was quickly reminded of their union when he looked down at his ring.

"I think you should get in," she retorted with a smirk. Hey, she could very well manipulate him whenever she wanted; he was like putty in her hands. Elizabeth moved slowly up the bank, crawling along on her arms, until she was right in front of Will. She smiled seductively up at him and reached for his hand. Predictably enough, Will took it.

Gotcha! Elizabeth tugged hard at his hand, the unsuspecting man almost screamed as he was pulled into the water. Will immerged a moment later to a laughing Elizabeth.

"I hate you," well, not really, but still, he could still mockingly say it.

Elizabeth shook her head. "Of course you do. Now come here and kiss me," she was lying on her back, very inviting indeed. Will moved over her and began furiously kissing her lips, the longing erupting within. Calm yourself; anyone could see you both! Will lost all control of his actions, and instinctively started removing his trousers. When they too floated on the surface, Will pulled Elizabeth to him, and then moved deeper into the water, so he was now standing and Elizabeth was clinging to him, with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

"Look at us," Elizabeth laughed quietly and wrapped her arms around his neck, "we're so in love, so carefree. What we have is something so beautiful, so passionate. I wake up each morning wondering what the new day will bring, but I am always certain about one thing; that my husband will be there, sharing it with me. I love you so much, my William." She hugged him tight, as though he would disappear if she let go.

Well, Will was left stunned. No, not stunned, just a little bit overwhelmed by her loving words. He wondered what he did to deserve such a wife, that cared for him so deeply, that was more beautiful than anything else in the world and that loved him so much. Each night he would silently pray to god, thanking him for their union and bringing them together all those years ago. He was truly the luckiest man alive.

Will smiled and lifted her chin to look at him. "I love you too my darling. I will always be there for you, to experience everything life throw's at us, be it good or bad." She shed a tear when he spoke so devotedly to her, and he wiped it away with his caresses to her cheek. That was it; she lost all incentive to deny him the pleasure he most certainly deserved.

"Will, I have been most horrible to you this morning. Lets go inside…" She whispered into his ear, and kissed his lobe affectionately. He grinned and walked back up the bank, Elizabeth still clinging to his torso. A rustling of the bushes beside the lake caught Will's attention, and he stopped dead in his tracks.

A muffled laughter could be heard, and a few snapping of twigs. Will called out threateningly, "Who's there? Show yourself!"

"It's probably no-one, Will." Elizabeth was cautious enough to move off and stand behind him, though, in case there was someone there.

When no more noises were heard, Will fished around for their clothes. Then, suddenly, Elizabeth shrieked as someone, as though they were pushed, came tumbling out of the bushes, landing in a heap in front of the couple. Well, needless to say, Will was furious. He grabbed Elizabeth's dress and sheltered her while she put it on, under water mind you, and with a bit of a struggle. Will slipped on his trousers and helped them back out of the water, Elizabeth running inside. Will stared threateningly at the brown haired, slightly scrawny boy. He then charged at him.

"What in the bloody hell do you think you were doing, boy?" He grabbed the boy by the arm and pulled him up, "You think it's right to spy on people? Answer me!" He pulled the boy by the ear; who was squirming and yelping.

"I'm-I'm s…sorry sir, please sir, don't hurt me sir." He tried to shield his face from Will, who let go of his ear.

"Answer me this; what were you doing spying on us?" He asked the trembling boy. Well, the boy couldn't be more than sixteen…perhaps he happened to walk past at that time, and saw them…and you know what sixteen year old boys were like…

"Me mates dared me to sir, it wasn't of my choosing! They threatened to deck me if I didn't jump out of the bushes, but then I refused, and then they pushed me!" He grumbled and rubbed his ear, where Will had pulled. "I'm so sorry sir, please accept my apology!" he begged Will, who sighed and patted the youngster on the back.

"What's your name then?" He asked.

"Robert, Robert Stevenson." He answered.

"Well, Robert, I accept your apology, but I'm not too sure my wife will be too forgiving, which is why you need to apologise to her, now." He grasped him by the ear again and led him up the path to the house.

Elizabeth was drying her hair with a towel, muttering what seemed like cursing every now and again. When she heard Will enter, she walked out to greet him but stopped when she saw him pulling along the boy from the…incident.

"Robert has something to say to you." Will pushed him in front of her, and the boy blushed profusely and looked at his shoes, almost afraid to glance up.

"I'm begging your pardon miss, for my complete and utter rudeness before. It was wrong of me to look upon you both in the water, and I'm really, really sorry."

Elizabeth huffed and nodded, "I just hope you learn your lesson and never do it again!"

Robert nodded vigorously and was led away by Will, by the ear again, back outside. He took him back to his group of friends, who were snickering and pointing at Robert. Whispers could be heard, "Busted!" "He's dead!" "Did anyone see that girl?" "Uh oh!"

"I suggest you boys leave right now, before I call upon your mothers." Will glared at them, and they laughed and scurried off.

Will walked back to the house, closing and locking the back door. "Elizabeth?" He called out when she was nowhere to be found. He felt really bad about before, bloody kid…

"I have never, NEVER been so embarrassed in my entire life!" Elizabeth screamed and paced the living room, "what was I thinking, going out there in broad daylight, I was so STUPID… STUPID!" She threw her hairbrush across the room and it landed with a crack on the tiles by the door.

Will was kind of scared…he backed away slowly with wide eyes, but Elizabeth detained him. "And you," she came up to him with a raised finger, "you bloody brought that boy back here, what were you thinking? Just WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?"

Will was frightened; he raised his hands up in defence and moved to the kitchen. "Calm down, Elizabeth." When she picked up a wooden spoon and threatened to cane him with it, Will yelped and ran away to hide behind the couch.

"You get back here Will Turner, don't take the cowards way out and hide!" Elizabeth came storming into the living room and stood, tapping her foot, in front of the petrified Will. She had her spoon, ready to strike if he infuriated her any further.

"I only thought it fit for him to apologise!" He stood up and began saying sorry to her over and over, and soon enough she softened and set the spoon aside. Relieved that he wouldn't be getting a wallop anytime soon, Will gathered her against him and hugged her, muttering sweet nothings into her hair.

"You're lucky you're not Jack," she started, "I would have smacked you so hard if you were Jack, you wouldn't know what hit you. But you're my William…" she snuggled her nose under his chin, "and I love you too much to hurt you." She started to cry uncontrollably a minute later, and Will tried to comfort her, not really knowing what was going on.

"Shhh, what's the matter now, love?" He asked, a little concerned, but a little afraid. She was really freaking him out…

"Everything…is…so...bad…right…now!" She sobbed into his chest, and then pulled away to run upstairs, cramps consuming her. Will heard screaming and the slamming of their bedroom door, and he winced.

"Oh…" Will said after a while, realising what was going on.

So it was that time of the month, then…no wonder she was a tad touchy.

Enjoy it? Want me to stick to fluff, instead of humour? You know how to voice your opinion -points to review button- :D