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.

When Will entered his small home, he laid Elizabeth on his bed of cloth wound around straw.

"She's beautiful," he thought as he finally took a good look at her. That's when he decided to take care of the gash on her cheek and to get those pesky, weak, irons off her wrists.

He laid the drunken man's stolen money in the corner and got up to get some cloth to clean her wound. As he ripped some clothes in his cupboard up, he turned away from the girl, who at this moment, unknown to him, was waking up.

Elizabeth groggily opened her eyes and adjusted to the scene around her. She found herself in a clean, but rough bed and a small building. She turned her head for a better view of what was going on and saw Will standing against the wall, cleaning bandages. When he turned, he noticed she was awake.

He walked back to the confused girl and she at once noticed the heavy instrument he held, as well as some wet cloth. She quickly scooted back against the wall, frightened and ready to defend herself.

"Don't worry miss. It's to take off these irons and to clean your wound." He approached her slowly now, so that she knew he meant her no harm. She seemed less apprehensive so he took it as a sign to continue.

"Pirates usually only use these weak shackles to subdue female captives or children... There! That hand's done." He had broken the irons off her left wrist. "Now you're right..." The same thing happened on her right wrist and Will threw the irons in the corner.

"Thankyou," she stated under her breath.

He grinned at her as he soaked a cloth in rum again and said, "Ah, she speaks!" At her small smile he held out his hand.

"I'm William Turner. But those I know call me Will. You're welcome to use whatever you like though." He smiled kindly at her as he held the cloth to her cheek, receiving a wince from her as the alcohol seeped into the wound.

She sat up straighter, trying to get a better look at Will. Elizabeth was intrigued by this boy. He looked about her age. "Will, where am I?" She asked softly. He smiled again and stepped into the small empty space in the middle of the home.

"My humble home. Welcome to the greatest place on Earth. It's small, I know, but it's got a sort of peacefulness to it." He looked fondly around at the shack and looked back at her.

She found herself smiling at him. She thought him quite attractive. His dark, brown, wavy tresses pulled back by cloth, and deep, soulful brown eyes stood out amongst other things.

He came closer and she crawled back to the corner, cautiously eyeing him. He stopped and smiled warmly again, making her calm down a bit.

"Don't you trust me?" She shrugged, not shifting her eyes from his kind ones.

"Well, what's your name?" He looked at her in an inviting, friendly way as to give her reassurance.

"Elizabeth..." She paused. She thought, "Should I reveal that I'm the governor of Port Royal's daughter? It seems as if I could trust him... but then again...that pirate captain..."

"Elizabeth? Have a last name? Or are you one of those pirates that only have one name, like Blackbeard, Cackles, Cannonball...all the others in those stories?" He gave her a joking smile and her suspicions were lifted almost instantly. She was sure he was to be trusted.

"Elizabeth Swann." He nodded. He showed no signs of realizing she was an important person in the Caribbean sea. She was rather thankful for it, but had to make sure.

"Have you ever heard of Port Royal?" He shook his head no and she was instantly relieved. The less anyone knew about her life in Port Royal, the better.

"I'm well known there, but you cannot tell anyone about this." She looked at him pleadingly and he nodded earnestly.

"Ah...I see. I believe I understand what might have happened. You were kidnapped by those pirates from Port Royal and they brought you here, right? I don't blame you for not trusting me." His smile faded when she shook her head. "No? Then what happened?"

"I ran away. I'm not planning on returning either. That never was the life for me, and it never will be. I'm sure of that now." She looked down at the floor of Will's home and sighed.

"Oh. I see," Will said softly. He looked at her confidently, as though he would protect her from whatever threatened her. "You can count on me to keep your secret safe, as well as yourself. This place isn't the safest place for a girl like you... as you already know." He looked at her expectantly.

"What do you mean, 'A girl like me?' I'm perfectly able to take care of myself." She looked at Will indignantly and he smiled, amused at her stubbornness.

"Well, I won't let anyone hurt you, is all I am saying... say... where'd you get that nasty cut on your cheek? I better keep an eye on that."

"I...I was hit by some wood off the ship when they put me in the brig." He looked into her eyes and she looked down, blushing.

"What did those men do to you?" She held it in the best she could, but something about this boy told her to let it all out. She could cry in front of him and not be embarrassed.

So she let her defenses down and burst into tears and scared the poor unsuspecting boy out of his skull. He patted her on the back, afraid to get too close and said, "Oh come now. I won't let anything happen to you. I promise." She looked at him and tried to stop, but flashbacks of those men throwing her around the ship wouldn't let her.

"Bloody pirates," he murmured as he wrapped his arm around her, comfortingly. His touch warmed her and she leaned into his chest.

"Thankyou so much. That was incredible, what you did to that disgusting man." She smiled weakly at him but it was interrupted by a yawn. She tried to stand up while saying, "I should find somewhere to sleep now. Thanks for all you help." But she clutched her head in pain and a wave of dizziness swept over her, so she sat back down abruptly again.

"You're staying here." He laid her down and covered her with a soft blanket, and she immediately fell asleep.

That's it for Chapter 4!!! Thanks BIG TIME to all reviewers and especially Aramizzle Dizzle for being so cool!!! Thanks for beta-reading my story Ashley!!!! Big hugs!!

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