(A/N) I am going to post a couple of chapters today, because I have been neglecting my duties! Anyway, enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

The warm Caribbean sun warmed Elizabeth's skin. She woke up slowly, turning over to see Jack still sound asleep. Slowly Elizabeth stepped out of bed and found her silk night gown on the floor and slipped it on. Last night was still extremely vivid in her mind, it was remarkable how he made her feel, she felt right, for the first time in a long time.

Elizabeth crawled back into bed and kissed Jack's forehead. "Good Morning." Elizabeth whispered.

"Yes, a very good morning." Jack opened his eyes. "What's this?" He picked up the strap of her dress.

"Clothes." Elizabeth slid back under the covers.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." Elizabeth said as she combed her hand through his hair.

"What happened to your accent?"

"What?" Elizabeth asked with a giggle.

"You're a Brit, right?"

"Yes."

"Then?"

"I've been in the United States for almost twenty years. After my mother died my father took me to the states…he met a few of the right people, we got to be citizens, and my father has worked for every single administration since Reagan." Elizabeth then sighed. "I learned in the states, so I lost a lot of my accent, but it is still there."

"Yes, I hear it sometimes."

"What happened to yours?" Elizabeth asked.

"Mine?"

"You were born in Kentucky weren't you?"

"Oh, yes, with all the traveling I do, I lost it." Jack said as he ran his hand down her side. "Now, the British accent is a terrible loss…" Elizabeth looked up when her cell phone rang.

"I have to get that." Elizabeth said as she reached over Jack and grabbed her phone. She sat up in bed, Jack beside her, kissing her shoulder. "Stop that…" Elizabeth swatted. "Hello?"

"Elizabeth, it's Will." Elizabeth froze.

"Will…" Elizabeth got up from bed and looked at Jack. "How are things at the bureau?"

"Interesting as of late." Will sounded smug, Elizabeth knew when he sounded like that he knew something.

"What's up?" Elizabeth said trying to sound normal.

"Nothing much, we got a lead on Sparrow, says he's in Boston." Elizabeth gulped.

"Wow, that's interesting."

"We have some pictures of him at an exhibit, seems he staked the place out, and stole the paintings later." Elizabeth was caught off guard, Jack didn't steal anything that night…however, he was gone all those hours. Elizabeth glared at Jack.

"That is interesting." Elizabeth said uneasily.

"So how is he?" Elizabeth coughed. "Jesus Christ Elizabeth, I have pictures with you and him!"

"Will, it isn't the way it looks."

"It looks pretty bad from where I'm standing."

"I know, but James Norrington is making a move against Sparrow, and since I was suspended, and now no longer work for the bureau, I figured why not help try and bring down a bigger fish."

"Elizabeth are you crazy? James will gut you in a second."

"I've met him. He is rather perverse, but I can handle him."

"Elizabeth, I hope you know what you're doing."

"I do Will. Just do me a favor and burn those photos."

"Why?"

"Because I can handle this." Elizabeth sighed. "Will, you've trusted me before, and it has worked out for the most part. Just give me slack."

She heard Will turn on the paper shredder in the background. "Alright, but swear that if you get in trouble you'll call in the cavalry."

"I swear." Elizabeth smiled. "Thanks Will."

"You owe me a drink, a very big beer."

"I know. Bye." Elizabeth hung up her phone and looked at Jack. "Where are they?" Elizabeth glared at Jack.

"Where are what?"

"That was my partner on the phone, saying the FBI are on your ass because you stole from the Museum in Boston!" Elizabeth roared.

"I didn't steal anything!" Jack got up and slipped on a pair of pants. "I swear Elizabeth, I didn't take those paintings!"

"Then who did?" Elizabeth asked.

"I don't know…" Elizabeth's cell phone went off again.

"Hello?"

"Ah, Elizabeth, where are you lovey?" Elizabeth shut off the phone and threw it on the bed.

"Who was that?" Jack walked over to her.

"Norrington." Elizabeth stared at the phone as it rang again. "Leave me alone!" Elizabeth yelled into the phone.

"Now is that any type of tone for a FBI agent, is it Agent Swann?" Elizabeth shook.

"Listen to me you slimy bastard, if you think you can intimidate me your wrong…"

"That mouth, just like your mother's…pity, I thought your father would teach you a few lessons." Elizabeth nearly dropped the phone.

"Leave him out of it."

"Or how about that smart Agent…Turner is it?"

"Enough!" Elizabeth paced the room. "I know you took the paintings…and now your trying to pin it on Jack…it won't work."

"He's a career criminal, he'll get caught one way or another." Norrington then sighed. "Now, here is the deal Agent Swann, I want you, only you to be in Washington in forty eight hours, but here is some incentive…if you aren't at your apartment in two days time, I will slit your fathers throat from ear to ear, and make sure your FBI buddy is mailed piece by piece to the director. Now, you have two days…oh and Elizabeth bring the Monet." He hung up the phone.

"Damn him." Elizabeth said as she sat down on the bed.

"What happened?"

"He says if I don't return to Washington in two days with the Monet, he'll kill my father and my partner." Elizabeth felt suddenly tired.

"What are you going to do?" Jack asked.

"I have no choice." Elizabeth got up and looked out the balcony. "You need to give me the Monet…"

"Yes, of course." Elizabeth turned to Jack.

"I'm sorry." Elizabeth said. Elizabeth knew this would ruin them, Jack just couldn't return to the States, he would be thrown in jail. "I have two days to get back to him…help me beat him, help me…so I can get back to you."

Jack crossed the room and picked up her hands. "Two days…if anything we have two days."

"That's not enough…" Elizabeth leaned into his shoulder. "So you better show me everything…"

What on earth could he show her that would save her? As far as Jack knew, she was a sitting duck by herself. Jack fought the urge to go with her, but knew…he be damned if he knew anything.

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Jack waited in his jeep for Elizabeth. He was going to take her to his mentor, hopefully he could help Elizabeth, give her tips, considering that his mentor, Harry, also took in Norrington.

Jack turned toward the door when he saw Elizabeth walk down the steps. He made a mental note that Maria should get a raise, Elizabeth looked very good in a black string bikini top and a burnt orange sarong. She had her hair pulled up into a ponytail and had a pair of big black sunglasses on. "Will I get to see what's under that?" Jack asked trying to lighten her morbid mood.

Elizabeth pushed her sunglasses to the tip of her nose and looked at him. "Later." Elizabeth pushed her glasses back and looked forward.

Jack simply smirked and put the jeep in gear.

(A/N) I know Jack does not necessarily equal Kentucky. But I had trouble placing him somewhere, and England or the islands just didn't fit. So I figured why not where Johnny Depp was born...for me it worked.