You Were Meant For Me

Author: williz

Summary: Will/Elizabeth focus- It's just Will and Elizabeth in a big adventure in which they meet many times. OK...I'm bad at summaries. But my story is going to be really fun. I swear! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Johnny Depp (or Jack Sparrow), Orlando Bloom (Will Turner), Keira Knightley (Elizabeth Swann), the commodore, the governor, and the rest of those guys in this that you recognize from the movie. Disney owns the movie, not me.

It was late at night when Elizabeth Jane Swann snuck onto a ship while the guard had fallen asleep. She didn't know where it was going or who would sail it, but she did not care.

A small box was enough for her, so she sat in it and munched on some of the food in an open crate. When her eyes drooped, she cuddled into the side of her cloak and fell into a weary slumber.

Elizabeth shuffled into a sit position. She was stiff and her stomach growled from hunger.

Steven Barley, the captain of the Swashbuckler, had sent his crew to the place where they stored the food. As the girl heard footsteps, she tried to silently creep into hiding.

"Shh. What was that?" One of the men stopped the others and walked quietly around the room. The others, just as curious, followed suit.

Elizabeth, realizing she couldn't hide any longer sprang up holding a wooden stick threateningly. Then men were startled at first, but then looked at each other, amused.

"Well, well, well. What have we here?" The man held up his hands in mock fright at the 16-year-old girl.

"Don't come any closer. ANY OF YOU!" She threatened, raising her voice. The men were amazed at her fiery spirit and also a bit apprehensive at the look she was giving them. Fires blazed in her eyes and her nostrils flared as her lips pouted threateningly.

The men laughed, in spite of the look, and started grabbing the dumbstruck girl's arms.

"Unhand me at once!" Then she remembered something. Taking a deep breath, she pulled out of their grasps shouting, "Parley!"

She knew what a stupid idea it was for her to say that the moment it came out of her mouth. These men were merchants, not pirates. But as she mentally smacked herself, the men stepped back, disappointed. "What's going on," she thought.

"Parley?" the first man asked. "Now we have to take 'er to the Cap'n!" The men groaned as the escorted the young lady to their captain, Steven Barley.

When they reached the captain's quarters, the first man whom she spoke to knocked on the ornate door.

"What is it ye be wantin'?"

The men entered and Elizabeth emerged in front of them. Her appearance was striking to him. Her icy gaze was almost identical to the woman he knew he'd never forget as long as he'd live. His sister. Dead, she was. But she still plagued his heart in ways he couldn't describe.

Elizabeth noted with dread at the way the captain was studying her. She noted that he must've been at least 30 years older than her and she became nauseous at the thought of him raping her. His beard hung five inches off of hi face and was graying and ratted. His face was scarred beyond recognition and sun burnt beyond repair. And he was fat too!

"Men leave!" They did so with scowls on their faces. Elizabeth turned a questioning eye to Barley.

"Don't worry lass. I have no want to hurt you. I couldn't look at you without seeing my very own sister in ye." He smiled at her but it seemed a bit forced and she became utterly confused.

"And what's yer name lass?" He folded his hands in a business-like manner. "And yer story, maybe? Hmm?"

"E...Eliza...Swatter. Yes, Eliza Swatter is my name. I needed to get away from Port Royal so I hid myself in your food crates for a day or two before your crew found me there." She inwardly shook her head at herself. Eliza Swatter?! What am I thinking?! Why don't I trust this man as much as I think I should?

"Well, Miss Swatter... I have a crew to get to. I'll be leaving ye then." With that, he walked out the door and left Eliza (Elizabeth) standing there in his quarters.

"We're headed to where, then?" Elizabeth asked while following Captain Barley around on the dock.

"Tortuga. It's a lovely port. Lots o' nice people there." He smiled knowingly at the crew who chuckled at his remark, knowing full well he was lying to the lass.

Elizabeth missed his look to the crew and believed him fully. But she thought, "How is it my father has never mentioned a place nearby called Tortuga before. If it's so nice and friendly, we would have gone there to negotiate with the governor there." She brushed off the suspicions and kept following him.

"Just two or three more days, deary. Just two or three and we'll be there to restock. I suggest you stay there though when we leave on our voyage. You will find yourself a very 'appy lass if you stay there." Again, the crew had to conceal their grins from the girl.

"Why can't I stay with your crew?" He raised his eyebrows at her and chuckled. "I don't think you'll be wantin' to do that."

With that she turned, frustrated that she couldn't stay and decided maybe he'd change his mind if she showed she could help.

She marched up to Barley and stood proudly in front of him. "I want to help until we reach Tortuga!"

He raised an eyebrow once more at the stubborn girl and said, "Can ye cook, lassy?" She looked at him thoughtfully and, embarrassed, she shook her head no. He just nodded at her as if to say, "I thought so."

"Ahhh... I know. The best place for ye on me ship is...hmm...MEN! LEARN THE LASS TO SCRUB THE BRIG!" A few men glared smugly at her and took her to the brig.

"Captain Barley! I trusted you!" She called after him.

"I'm a bloody pirate, lass! What'd ye expect?" She gasped. A pirate? A pirate?! She had been surrounded by pirates all this time and hadn't known it?! Then she burst out of her thoughts and yelled at Barley.

"But you said I reminded you of your sister! Even a pirate can sympathize with that!" She looked at him angrily and waited for his answer. His back was turned to her as he was walking away, but as he heard what she said he turned back calmly.

"My sister was the most stubborn wench in all the seven seas! I hated her! You really do remind me of her, though. I must admit." With that he grinned at her and the whole crew laughed at her as she gasped, appalled at how he talked about his sister.

She broke free of the pirates who were too busy laughing to pay heed to her and tried to escape when she was grabbed again by one of her captors.

"Where you going to go, girly? Hmm? Don't worry Miss Swatter," the putrid pirate who had her arm snarled, "We'll let you out when we get to Tortuga. It'll be worse there!"

Elizabeth was guided away from the laughing and jeering pirates. She was so incredibly frightened now. And more so angry. How did pirates come to Port Royal without being caught by the military? Now she would be stuck on some confusing little port where she'd be killed most likely.

The men threw her into the cell and slammed it shut. She yelped when one of them threw a chunk of old wood through the bars and it hit her. Blood started dripping from the cut it made on her cheek.

"There," the pirate who hurt her said, "Eat that. Because that's all ye be gettin' til we get to Tortuga." They laughed as they stepped out of the brig.

"What did I do now?" she thought. A wave of both fright and sadness took her as she started to cry, tears mixing with the fresh blood on her face.

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THANKS TO ARAMINTA DITCH FOR BETA-READING MY CHAPTERS!!!!! You're the coolest Ashley!