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.

one week later

The morning light beamed in through the cracks at the top of Will and Elizabeth's hideout. Elizabeth had been timid of Will's presence while she slept, but after one night, she preferred his presence.

Will was sleeping on his comfy bed with Elizabeth beside him.

The first few days, the boy gave her his bed and slept on the floor against Elizabeth's insistent willing for him to share the bed with her. Will was incredibly tempted, because on the fourth morning in a row of sleeping on the floor, he woke up with extreme pain.

So Will finally relented and said he would sleep with her in the bed, but only if she really wanted him to. He was extremely bashful of it the first night of sleeping in the bed but grew less apprehensive as time went on.

As Elizabeth awoke now, she noticed Will's hand was wrapped around her protectively. She thought about how peaceful he looked when he was asleep.

As if on cue, Will opened his eyes to see Elizabeth's beautiful complexion only an inch from his. He blinked a couple of times as he noticed his arm around her. His eyes grew into saucers and he drew his arm back so fast that he fell off the bed with a "Whoa!"

She sat up quickly and peered over the side of the bed at him. Her concerned expression turned to one of amusement.

"William Turner, get off the floor. I don't know where you have been."

He gave her a smug look and sat up.

"All antics aside... I have plans for today," Will provided. Elizabeth put her hand out to him so that she could help him up, but he pulled too hard and she fell right on top of him.

They just stared for a moment before Will cleared his throat as he helped her up and guided her to the middle of the floor.

"Sorry," she said, embarrassed. He just smiled at her and walked to the corner of his hideout.

"I wanted to teach you swordplay. It's something you absolutely need if you're going to live in a place like Tortuga." She smiled, very excited.

"Really? You are giving me lessons?!" He pulled out a sword from behind the bed and started swishing it around and flipping it in his hands impressively.

"You're teaching me to do THAT?" Her eyes were wide as she watched him. She was extremely impressed and was intrigued by the way he never told her before. "But then again," she thought, "it takes some sort of skill to do what he did to save me from that drunken brute that one night."

He walked over to the girl and handed her the sword. "Those are just little tricks. They won't do you any good. I'm going to teach you how to use a sword to protect yourself."

Elizabeth started swishing the sword back and forth saying pirate curses, making Will laugh at her antics.

"I've always wanted to be a pirate. To have a sword like this and look for buried treasure. To stand at the helm of my very own ship..." She looked back at Will, and excited glint in her eye... "The Elizabeth." She started her tirade again, occasionally saying, "Hang the King's Navy, ye scallywags!"

"Beautiful name for a ship, I think. Not as good as the William Turner, though." This stopped her jumping around with the sword in her hand.

The girl "hmphed" and looked at him, pursing her lips and crossing her arms. "Oh surely Will. I doubt it."

"I don't!" With that he grabbed the other sword and held it up to clash with hers. She yelped and dropped the sword.

"That's your first lesson, Miss Swann. How to hold your sword firmly enough where it won't drop and still hold it loosely enough to where you can move it at your will." She nodded and picked up her sword, standing like him.

The two were circling around each other, fighting with their swords.

"Good. You're doing extremely well for only three hours." Will lowered his sword, proud that she'd learned so well. Elizabeth, seeing this as an opportunity, hit the sword out of Will's hand and kicked him onto his back, holding her sword at his throat.

"Always keep on guard until the opponent is indisposed." She smiled at his shocked look, threw down her sword and helped him to his feet. He grinned, embarrassed once again.

"It was a test." She snorted as they both picked up their swords.

"Surely," she quipped as they started blocking and parrying each other's lunges.

Elizabeth started backing up, not noticing the slight bump in the ground of the home and started tilting backwards. In a frenzy, she grabbed Will's vest for support and pulled him down with her. Their swords clattered to the ground.

Will was on top of Elizabeth, cradling her slight form, his arms under her body. He had no idea how he had managed to get her in a compromising position for the second time that day, but for some reason, he didn't want to move.

Elizabeth, on the other hand, still had her arms wrapped around the boy's neck. It wasn't until she broke out of his mesmerizing gaze that her cheeks shone bright red. As if he noticed her blush, Will's face took on the same color.

Will untangled himself, reluctantly, and grabbed her shoulders to help her up. "I'm sorry about that. Are you alright?" She just cleared her throat and smiled weakly at him, nodding.

"Yes. I'm fine." Will took the two swords back to their hiding place, behind the bed and missed Elizabeth's satisfied smile.

After a full week with the boy, she learned how to care for herself and how to have fun. She'd never enjoyed herself as much as she had with Will. He was kind to her and patient with her naivety. She also had to admit that she found him to be quite attractive. She had already been sucked into his eyes more than she could count since she met him one week ago.

She knew he must have thought the same of her, for Elizabeth had caught Will staring at her when she'd steal a glance at him. Embarrassed, he'd divert his eyes away quickly.

In fact, he did feel the same. William Turner never saw a girl as beautiful as Elizabeth Swann. To him, she was an angel. Someone sent to him to better his life, to make him happy.

the next day

Elizabeth awoke and turned over to see Will sitting in the corner next to the door smiling excitedly at her. She sat up, rubbed her eyes of the sleep, and furrowed her eyebrows at him.

"Good morning Liz." He grinned.

"Liz?" she thought. "What's that about?"

"Good morning. What put you in such an excited mood this morning?" Her question made him smile even bigger when he stood up and walked to the bed.

"I've got a surprise for ye lass," Will grunted in his best pirate impersonation.

"Oh really? And what might that be you scurvy knave?" They both laughed and Will answered, "You'll see, Miss Swann."

With that, he grabbed her arms and helped her up. He then walked to the corner and wrapped her in a heavy, but partially tattered, cloak. He led her out of the little door and started walking through the streets of Tortuga quickly.

Elizabeth had to admit she was a little excited, but at the same time, she was frightened. What could Will be taking her out so early (before the sun's even risen) for?

Will just continued to pull her quickly through small passages, frequently muttering phrases such as, "Watch your head" or "There's a step there."

Finally, he slowed to a stop and she stood next to him, still looking at his face for answers. He nodded towards her front for her to look.

When she turned, she saw the sun rising slowly over the water. Will had taken her to the beach to watch the sun rise. The vibrant colors of orange, red, and yellow mixing with the blue-green sea were breathtaking.

"It's beautiful Will. I've never seen anything so gorgeous in my life," she almost whispered, dreamily. Will just smiled and took her hand, walking down to the shore. Here he sat and took his boots and socks off, motioning for the girl still staring out into the ocean to do the same. She did and they started walking, shoes in one hand while their other hands were clasped together.

"I used to love coming down here after me mum died. It was peaceful and quiet. No drunken idiots or thieving pirates staggering around. And it's got a great view of the ships coming in and going out too."

Elizabeth stopped walking as she looked out at the horizon once more. She stayed quiet. Will, wondering why, turned to look at her. Noticing her shocked, wide eyes, he looked out to see a ship coming in.

"What? What is it? Elizabeth, what's the matter?"

All he got was the shake of her head, her wavy brown hair moving back and forth over her slim shoulders. She put her hand up to shade her eyes so she could see the ship more clearly. There was a British flag hoisted and the head of the ship's figurine was oddly familiar.

"The Dauntless!" gasped Elizabeth. She brought her hand up to her mouth and started running closer to make sure.

Will, speechless and still incredibly confused, followed her and looked at the ship, and then back at her for an answer.

"The Dauntless? Er...what's that? Oh, that's the ship? How do you know it's called The Dauntless?" She held her hand up to silence him and kept staring at the ship starting to pull into the docks.

"My father must have sent Lieutenant Norrington after me. That's my father's ship," she said to the boy.

"Oh," he said as he looked out at the ship again. "Then I expect they'll be here shortly," he said trying to hide his disappointment. She turned to look at him and smiled weakly.

"Yes."

He nodded and sat to put his shoes and socks back on his feet, Elizabeth following.

"Miss Swann! Are you alright?! Oh, your father has been absolutely sick with worry! Why did you go off and do something like this? And in such a VILE place!" The lieutenant was wrapping his navy jacket around Elizabeth and she rolled her eyes at his questioning.

"First off...I'm fine. And I'm sure father's also fine! And if you all wanted me to stay there, you wouldn't have treated me like a child! And for your information, this place was hardly vile during my stay. I was completely safe the whole time."

Will had walked Elizabeth the distance to where he could see her safely to the lieutenant without the man being bothered by his presence. He bade her farewell and ran back to his home, grabbing his most prized possession and sprinting back to the docks.

Elizabeth was standing on the docks, still wearing the cloak, except a red and white British jacket was draped over her figure. As she turned sadly to walk up the ramp to the ship, she heard her name being called urgently.

"Elizabeth, wait! Wait!" Will ran up to the stunned girl and pulled her behind a large docking crate out of everyone's view.

"Will! What..." Elizabeth was shocked. She didn't think she'd ever see the boy again.

"I had to give you something before you left. Something of great importance to me." He held out a golden medallion with a pirate skull and patterns carved into it. She shook her head in awe as he opened her hand and placed it in, closing it once again and holding her hand.

She looked up at him and shook her head. "No. I can't take this..."

"But it's all I have to give. And I want you to take it," he interrupted. "My father left it to my mother and she passed it on to me when she died, telling me, 'You will know how to use it when the time comes.' I believe that time has come and I need you to take it...to remember me by."

She let a tear fall, gliding down her cheek as she looked up at him.

"But I don't need anything to remember you by. I'll always remember you." He just chuckled and said, "You will need it. Trust me." Then he chained the medallion around her neck, hiding it in her bodice, and led her from behind the crate.

Lieutenant Norrington was searching the docks for Elizabeth, thinking he'd once again lost the governor's daughter, when he saw her with a dirty scamp.

"Elizabeth! We must go now!"

Will looked up at the lieutenant and back at Elizabeth. She smiled sadly at him and started turning to go, but he put his hand on her shoulder, turned her around, and kissed her. Somehow, her hands were resting on Will's shoulder and his around her waist. He grinned dreamily at her, receiving one back and whispered gentle words.

"Never forget." With that he ran away, looking back only once...maybe twice, leaving Liz standing there to dreamily put her fingers to her lips, whispering, "Never."

When Elizabeth walked onto the deck of The Dauntless, Lieutenant James Norrington stormed up to her and huffed angrily.

"Who was that boy, Elizabeth?" She turned around gracefully and looked at Tortuga getting smaller and smaller as they sailed away.

"My savior," she replied softly. "Never forget Lieutenant," she said louder as she laughed and walked back to the cabin.

"Never forget what?" Norrington asked to nobody in particular.

"I don't rightly know, sir," said Gillette, one of the lieutenant's men.

Norrington just turned and looked at Gillette, as the young man smiled sheepishly and got back to work.

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