Elizabeth stood in front of Will nervously. She had just explained her and Lucy's plan of Liz and Will marrying that same day. She didn't know how he would react, so her hands were mechanically rubbing together and Lucy was steadying her with her hand slightly resting on her shoulder.

"So…what do you think?"

Will stood there, biting his lip in thought. This caught him off guard; he didn't think Liz would want a wedding like this.

Nate leaned over and spoke through the side of his mouth. "Well so much for that fancy wedding aye?"

Will smirked and then turned his head to the side and took Elizabeth's hand.

"Of course, I don't care if we marry in the biggest chapel in England or in that poor shack in the back lawn. As long as its you I get to spend the rest of my life with."

Elizabeth gave his a huge smile and threw her arms around his neck. "Hmm… I love you"

Lucy ran up beside Nate. "Yay! So we'll have a wedding."

Will and Liz parted, both were smiling.

Oh…what about clothes?" Lucy spoke up with a distressed look.

Will glanced at Liz. "I don't have to have fancy clothes if you don't…"

Elizabeth shook her head. "Nope, not needed" she smiled.

They walked to the church hand in hand with Lucy and Nate walking a few yard behind them, snickering and cuddling the whole way. They entered the church and as the large door shut a voice spoke up from one of the back rooms.

"Sorry, this is a Tuesday. No church."

Will parted from Liz and moved around the piques to try and see who was talking.

"Sir, I – I need to speak with you. Are you the pastor here?" Will asked still bobbing around, trying to get a good look.

An old man emerged from the back office in the right corner of the small chapel. Walking with a cane and a limp he looked to be in his late sixties with pure white hair and short beard.

"I am the pastor here. How may I be of help to you children?" he spoke with kind eyes.

He hobbled down the isle to greet the young couple.

"Sir, I am William Turner and this is Elizabeth Swann." Will held out his hand and Elizabeth nodded and gave a slight courtesy.

"Very nice to meet you both, I am Pastor Michael Dunne"

"We came to see if" Will placed an arm around Elizabeth's waist and gave her a warm smile. " If you would do the honor of marrying us."

The old man's face lit up. "Oh I'd love to, follow me."

They signed all the necessary paperwork and paid the pastor. Nate and Lucy witnessed the wedding and signed their names as well.

Will and Elizabeth held hands as they stood facing each other in front of the old pastor. Each held small smiles to each other until the time came for their replies.

"Do you, William Turner take this woman, Elizabeth Swann to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"

Will couldn't just be content with a small grin, his face lit up and he smiled ear to ear.

"I do."

"And do you, Elizabeth Swann take this man, William Turner to be your lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"

Liz could feel the warm liquid threatening to run down her cheeks, but she pushed the tears back and gave a huge smile and squeezed Will's hand.

"I do."

"Then by the power vested in me, I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." Blushed the old man.

Will leaned in slowly and placed his hands around her waist as he pulled her to him slightly. He kissed her as soft as he could, trying not to deepen the kiss so much in public, and the view of a preacher. So they parted quickly but with obvious growing smiles. Many thoughts were running through the couple's heads, their new life, new home, new family, everything. But one thought was constant, their love. And that would never change.