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. But Harold's wussy butt and his weirdo folks are MINE! MUAAAHAHAHAHAH! Ha! Ahem. Oh yeah...and SO IS THIS PLOT! grrrrr!
Elizabeth stood in her room, her large cumbersome dress pooling at her waist as her maids undressed her. She was required by her father to dress more elegantly for dinner tonight. Why, she knew not, for it was only to be the governor, Elizabeth, and the Rockwells.
She thought back to her walk with Will that same morning. She had felt something then, not just any something, either. It was something she didn't understand. He had seemed so familiar to her, for only a split second of course, but it was there.
She brushed it off again as Estrella, who was the only maid left, started fixing her hair. "Milady, you look positively radiant!"
Elizabeth smiled at her from the mirror reflection and continued to look down in thought.
There was a slight knock on the door and the governor entered. He nodded to Estrella, and she left out of Elizabeth's room quickly. The governor cleared his throat.
"Yes, Father? Was there something you needed?" Elizabeth asked as she stood, fully dressed. Weatherby Swann smiled proudly as he saw his daughter.
"My dear, you must be the most beautiful vision since your mother," he breathed. She grinned and kissed his cheek. "Thankyou, Father," she whispered.
The governor placed his hands on her shoulders and looked at her. "Ah yes," he paused, stepping to look out of the window. "I must ask you to do me a small favor, Elizabeth."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes in a knowingly way. So this was why she had to dress so elegantly. "What is it, Father?"
"Well," he nervously chuckled, clasping his hands behind his back, "…there are
some—people I invited for dinner. They have a son. Very charming…he is a striking man, really."
"Father…please. Get to the point."
"I'd like you to keep him company. He may like to court you if you act civily to him. A marriage into that family would do wonderful for us." He smiled at her.
Elizabeth just said, "Marriage! Oh please. What about the lieutenant! I can't just ignore him!"
"Oh, yes…the lieutenant does pose as a problem. No worries, I'll keep him busy with other things." Elizabeth just stood gawking at what her father just said.
"Father…with all due respect… NO! The lieutenant has been very kind to me and he's a very sweet man…" The governor watched the features on her face, as they morphed into that of a dreamy state.
"Hm. Just be kind to Mr. Jamison is all I ask." And he left, wondering if his daughter had felt something for the dashing lieutenant.
Will was dressed in the best suit he could find. He wanted to look his best tonight for Elizabeth. It was as if he was falling in love with her all over again, except doubly this time around.
He stood at the bottom of the stairs with Jack, fixing his cuffs on his dinner jacket, nervously. "For bloody sakes…just breathe man!" Will thought.
Just then, Weatherby Swann came out of Elizabeth's room and walked down the stairs. "Ah, gentlemen. You look dashing, if I may." The pirates smiled as Will answered, "As do you, sir." A carriage was heard coming up the gravel outside and a resounding knock was heard.
"The Jamisons are here. Good. I hope you both don't mind the extra company?" He didn't wait for their answer as he left to greet the new guests at the door. They entered the room.
It was a tall young man, who might've been considered handsome… if he didn't carry himself with such an air of arrogance. Two older people then entered who looked a bit more amiable, but still seemed arrogant.
"Gentlemen, this is Lord Charles Jamison, his wife, Lady Martha Jamison, and their son Harold," the governor of Port Royal introduced to Will and Jack. "And these strapping young gentlemen are Colonel Jackson Rockwell and his younger brother Lieutenant William Rockwell."
Will stuck out his hand to shake Harold's as he said, "It's an honor to meet you." Harold took his hand reluctantly and then let go quickly, only to wipe his hand on his pants, rolling his eyes.
"I would hope so," Harold sighed, as if he couldn't stand the presence of navy men.
"Elizabeth, darling!" The governor walked closer to the stairs as his daughter descended, gracefully. She smiled amiably and started over to the guests.
Will was in absolute awe at the figure coming towards him. She looked like an angel; all she needed was her wings. The light blue of the dress accentuated the matching ribbon holding her hair in an elegant bun, a few strands curling down to her shoulder daintily.
The young pirate walked to greet her, grinning from ear to ear, but someone came up in front of him and bent to kiss her hand. "That pompous idiot, Jamison," Will fumed in his head.
"My dear, sweet Miss Swann. You are lovelier than any words can describe." He looked up at her, expecting a blush and seeing one. Except it wasn't a blush as much as it was a flush.
Elizabeth noticed how William was almost tossed aside by this pompous man. She already abhorred him, and she was to "be kind and amuse him," as her father told her.
"Thankyou. You're much too kind, sir," she feigned a smile and took her hand back, quickly.
"This, my dear, is Harold Jamison, and his mother and father, Lord and Lady Jamison," the governor said. Elizabeth curtsied to each and turned to Will.
"Nice to see you again Lieutenant Rockwell. And you Colonel," she addressed them. Will bowed, smiling at her. He was glad that egomaniac Jamison didn't get to her. "She's a smart girl," Will thought with a glint in his eye.
"Dinner is served, my Lord," Robert said as everyone gathered to go to the dining room. Lady Jamison took her husband's arm as the followed Governor Swann. Jack soon followed by himself.
Both Will and Harold looked at Elizabeth at the same time, but Harold reached her first, almost grabbing her arm painfully. Elizabeth flinched, then looked back at Will helplessly.
"So he wants a war, eh? Then he'll get one," Will thought grudgingly as he followed with his fists clenched.
When they entered, the smell of pork roast enticed their appetites as they walked to their seats. Harold pulled out his chair and sat, not even glancing twice at Elizabeth.
Shocked at his rudeness, Elizabeth was about to seat herself when Will gently moved her aside and pulled out her chair. "My lady," he added softly. She turned and regarded him with the sweetest smile she could and sat. He then helped her scoot in, as he took a seat next to her.
Once everyone was seated and talking, Elizabeth leaned over to Will. "Thankyou, Lieutenant." He turned his head and raised his eyebrows. "For what, Miss Swann?" He asked. She just smiled down at her plate, then looked up at him.
She shrugged shyly, unaware of Harold looking at the short exchange. "So, Lieutenant…" he almost spat. Will tore his gaze away from the governor's beautiful daughter and looked at the man, preparing himself for whatever he was going to be hearing.
"You sail with your brother?" Will wondered whether Jamison's voice was always so snappy, or whether it was only with him. "Yes, I do." The boy figured that if he kept his answers short, there would be less room to tell the man off.
"I've never been fond of water," he said, crinkling his nose. "It's always made me positively ill. I don't know how in the world you could bear it!" Harold sniffed to Will. "Don't you agree, Elizabeth, darling?" He asked.
She smiled an almost impossibly fake smile and turned to give Will a perturbed look. "Well, Mr. Jamison, it takes a strong soul, not to mention a strong stomach to be fond of sailing. And of course, a strong presence of mind," Elizabeth said. "None of which you have," she added.
The room went silent. "Ok," Will thought. "She beat me to it." He fought to conceal a smile, but when he looked at Elizabeth's face, he almost lost his control.
Elizabeth was constantly wiping away the grin that plastered itself on her face. "Excuse me," she barely got out.
But as Elizabeth caught sight of her father's glare, she stopped all humorous thoughts and only thought about how she had disgraced him. Her face turned into one of anguish and embarrassment as she fled the room.
"My goodness, Governor. Your daughter has quite the temper!" Lord Jamison scoffed. The governor looked very embarrassed as Will stood up. "If you'll excuse me," Will said. As he was leaving to go after Elizabeth, the governor stood up.
"Just leave her be, Lieutenant. She needs time to think about her actions," Weatherby said sharply. Will turned around, disbelievingly. How could he be so heartless towards his own daughter?
"I'm sorry sir. But 'tis dark outside and I fear for her safety," Will amended. The governor watched disapprovingly as the boy quickly stepped outside.
The full moon provided enough light for Will to follow the path to the garden safely. He had a feeling she'd be out there. It was quiet and secluded enough to where you could be alone.
"Elizabeth," he called softly. "Elizabeth, where are you?" He came around the corner and stopped when he saw her. She was sitting on the bench with her head in her hands.
He approached slowly. Elizabeth heard the crunching of boots on gravel. "Oh great. Here comes father to lecture me and make me feel worse than I already feel."
She looked up to see Will approaching, an unsure look on his face. She smiled, tears settling on the edge of her eyes. He hurried over and sat next to her. She looked at the ground, embarrassed that he was seeing her like this.
He put his arm over her shoulders and used his other hand to turn her head back up to him. His rough, but gentle hand under her chin made shivers go down her spine as his eyes bore into hers.
"Why are you crying, Elizabeth? Please don't cry." At that moment, she felt the need to cry harder. And she did. She turned her body away as she wept. Will's heart was breaking with each sob. He stood up and moved to kneel in front of her. Once again, he placed his hand under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his.
"You can talk to me, Elizabeth. Please talk to me." She sniffed and looked up. "You wont understand, Will," she sighed. She looked to the side, trying to avoid his eyes again, but he tilted his head for her to look at him.
"Try me, hm?" He comforted. He had a small, calm smiled on his face, a strand of his hair escaping the tie he had it in.
Elizabeth sniffed. "It's my father. I've let him down too many times to count… yet I can't remember him ever being embarrassed. Ever! I ruined everything. I feel awful, just AWFUL!" Will just gazed at her, hurt evident in her features.
"Embarrassed! No, Elizabeth. Your father should be thankful to have a daughter who can take care of herself," Will said.
"No! I'm a disgrace to him and my mother's memory. I should composed myself! I'm an absolute disgrace!" She answered. The anguish in her features brought Will great pain.
"Look at me! You are a wonderful person! You're confident, courageous, strong-willed, humble, and an absolute beauty! Anyone who makes you believe otherwise is a fool!" Will declared, strongly.
He stood up and sat next to her again, bringing her closer as he wrapped his arms around her. Placing her head in his chest, she continued to cry. Will just comforted her with soothing words as he rubbed her back reassuringly.
Elizabeth could feel herself falling in love with him. This caring, funny, intelligent, strong being with a physique more handsome than any other she'd met. His embrace was so warm and gentle. And she felt so safe sitting here with him, so at ease.
Will felt Elizabeth shiver, which was enough for him. He rubbed her arms to keep her a little warmer, but she started shivering a bit more as the sea-breeze picked up.
"Come. Let's get you inside. You'll freeze out here," Will stated as he stood with the girl still wrapped in his arms. He removed his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders as he led her back inside.
"Thankyou," she muttered as her teeth chattered. As they walked back up the path, Elizabeth wiped all traces of her tears away from her face. Will watched, then smiled when she looked up at him.
"Elizabeth, if I may?" She nodded. "Why did your father insist on you being so kind to that insufferable cad!" She chuckled a bit at his wording and stopped him, looking at him again.
"I believe Father wants me to become Mr. Jamison's bride," she answered.
Will's jaw dropped. "His bride? What!" He looked down as his jaw tightened again. Elizabeth nodded at Will. "You can't! I—I mean…no!" He stumbled.
"I'm not going to," she interrupted him softly.
They both smiled, then continued to walk the path. When they got to the end, it curved to the back entrance of the Swann Manor.
Elizabeth stopped Will from entering by placing a hand on his arm. "Wait…" she said, uncertainly. He turned around and looked at her. She caught herself staring into his dark brown eyes once more. "I really need to stop that," she thought, shaking her head.
"I…I am too tired to be in anyone's presence at the moment. Is there a way I can retire to bed without being met by any of… them, Will?" She looked up at him and he noticed she did indeed look tired.
"Follow me, then." He said as he opened the door as quietly as he could. He let her in first, then proceeded in himself, closing the door silently.
Will led the tired young woman to the stairs, unnoticed the whole way. Elizabeth started giggling, bringing her free hand up to stifle it. Will let out a chuckling shush and held his finger to his lips.
"Well honestly," Elizabeth amended, whispering. "This is quite amusing, you must admit." He nodded, grinning, as they reached the second floor. Elizabeth walked to her door, grabbed the handle, and started to enter, but she stopped.
When she turned, she caught Will's eye as he stood still by the banister. She bit her lip and motioned him to come closer with her hand.
He obliged and walked to her. She looked up at him and smiled. "Goodnight, Will. Shall I see you tomorrow?"
He inclined his head. "You shall." He took her hand and placed a soft, sweet kiss upon it. "Goodnight, Miss Swann."
Elizabeth took her hand back and rested both hands on his shoulders. She leaned up and kissed his cheek. "It's Elizabeth," she whispered.
She turned, bit her lip to stifle a squeal, and walked into her room, smiling at the handsome young man once more before closing the door. She leaned back against the door and closed her eyes, letting out a long, dreamy sigh. Oh yes, she was falling for him.
Will turned around with a silly grin and walked down the stairs and into the dining room, where the guests were still conversing. Swann looked up at Will and stood.
"Where is she?" He asked William, distastefully.
"She was tired, sir. She was very upset and asked me to make her apologies to the Jamisons for her speedy departure," Will answered, a bit perturbed at the way the man was treating his daughter still. Governor Swann nodded as he took a seat, along with the young man.
"You allow you daughter to be escorted to her room by a man she isn't even betrothed to! My word, Governor. I would never…" Lady Jamison reprimanded, raising her head higher and pushing her shoulders back, haughtily.
Embarrassed, the governor became flustered as he tried to explain himself to the woman. Will was tiring of keeping his temper with these people. The governor of Port Royal shouldn't have to clear how he raises his OWN daughter with these people!
"I am afraid I do not understand you at all, Governor Swann," Will said suddenly. Jack gave the boy a "I hope you know what you're doing" look and was silent. Harold gave an indignant sniff.
"You don't understand much of anything, do you navy men?" Harold asked. Will gave him a challenging look and continued.
"Why do you feel you have to defend your decision on how you've chosen to raise your own daughter to them… of all people? These people who raised their son to have as many manners as a pig, if not less?" Will asked as he turned to the governor.
Jack slapped Will on the back. "Well said, Brother. Couldn't have said it better myself," he said proudly. The Jamisons sat in shock at his words. Never before had they been confronted so rudely in their lives.
Governor Swann sat in complete embarrassment. Nothing was said until Harold Jamison stood up and glared at Will, who sat just as calmly as before.
"My good man! My manners exceed those of the entire Queen's navy! How DARE you insult my upbringing! Obviously you have no social upbringing at all. It's a wonder the governor allows you to frolic with his daughter!" Harold crossed his arms as his red face looked as if to explode.
"FROLIC!" Will exclaimed, as he stood. "We have done NO such thing! How dare you insult Elizabeth like this! You think you can parade into the Governor's household and get away with EVERYTHING?" Will and Harold started leaning closer over the table as they argued. Everyone else sat in complete shock as they watched the exchange.
"Well not anymore, Mr. Jamison. Because I'm here. And from now on the Swanns shall be treated with respect… do you understand! Or am I correct in thinking you shameless aristocrats 'don't understand much of anything' as well?" Will stated calmly.
As Will was about to leave, Harold stopped him immediately. "I CHALLENGE YOU, LIEUTENANT!" Lady Jamison gasped and started fanning herself.
"Harold, you don't know what you're doing!" Lord Jamison exclaimed. "Yes, I do Father!" His son bellowed.
"Now?" Jack asked, completely ignored.
"A duel!" Harold said. "At daybreak on the morrow!"
Elizabeth sat up in bed at the commotion she could hear from downstairs. She got up from the bed and donned her dressing robe, opening the door and exiting curiously.
She spotted Estrella at the foot of the stairs with Robert. At seeing her mistress, Estrella hurried to the foot of the stairs.
"Estrella! What is going on!" Elizabeth loudly whispered, curiously. Estrella hurried up to Elizabeth. "I don't rightly know, Elizabeth. All I know is that Mr. Jamison just challenged the lieutenant to a duel!" Estrella proclaimed urgently.
"WHAT!" Elizabeth proclaimed. Just as she finished, the Jamison stormed into the entryway. Robert hurried over with their cloaks and hats as they grabbed them quickly.
Elizabeth then noticed her father hurrying in with a worried expression, followed by Will and Jack. The older sported a somewhat amused look, but Will looked oddly indifferent, maybe even confused.
As Harold threw his cloak on and thrust his gloves on, the governor turned to Will. "Are you really going through with this!" He asked the young man.
"Of course he is!" Harold snapped. Then a sneer graced his face. "Unless, of course… he's frightened?" The man chuckled.
"Don't be ridiculous," was all Will replied. Harold nodded curtly as he prepared to leave after his parents.
"What is the meaning of this!" They heard Elizabeth, as she descended the stairs. All turned to look at her as she stood, baffled.
"Your dear Lieutenant Rockwell and I are dueling tomorrow… at the break of day," Harold sniffed, now putting on his pompous hat.
"That is ridiculous!" She yelled. "Exactly what I said," the governor proclaimed.
"What have you got to say about this!" She barked at Will, whose face still held its indifference. "Nothing," he answered. "Which is exactly the say I've had in this from the beginning," he continued, exasperated.
Elizabeth turned to glare at Jamison. "What in the world could be your reason for challenging the lieutenant?" Elizabeth asked him, severely. She shot a questioning look at Jack, who just shrugged.
"He—He called me a pig! Or…at least, he compared my manners to that of one!" The man said, flustered.
"Is that your ONLY reason?" Will asked. What was this man thinking!
"Do you need another, boy? Alright, how is this for a reason?" Harold looked over at Elizabeth and sneered slowly. "We'll fight for Miss Swann's hand as well," he finished.
"On no you will NOT!" Elizabeth snapped, eyes wide as saucers. Will's jaw dropped, as Jack's grin grew wider and Weatherby gasped.
"Oh PLEASE!" Will threw his hands up in the air. "Why don't we send word to our good Commodore and make this a threesome! Surely, you don't think he'd want to miss out on the fun!" He raised his voice sarcastically.
"This is between you and I…and Elizabeth now," the pompous young man said. "Tomorrow," he finished as he exited.
"Fight for my hand!" Elizabeth scoffed loudly. "Now really!" She turned and glared at the three of them. "You are NOT letting them go through with this, are you Father?" She asked the governor.
"It must go on, now. There's nothing we can do, Dearest," he answered regretfully. She huffed and crossed her arms, thinking, as she noticed the amused look still plastered on Jack's face.
"And I don't proceed to know why you think all this is so terribly amusing!" She snapped as she stormed off.
"Wot?" Jack shrugged with wide eyes. The governor just sighed as he placed a hand on Will's shoulder. Will watched Elizabeth until she was out of sight in her room. The door slammed and all three men flinched.
"You should get your rest for tomorrow, my boy," the governor sighed. He gave Will a pitying smile as Will walked up the stairs, Jack on his heels.
"So?" Jack asked. "So what?" Will stopped and looked at him helplessly. Jack shrugged.
"That was the most ridiculous thing I've ever experienced in my life," Will said through clenched teeth. "Aye, mate… I actually thought it was rather amusing," Jack said, chuckling.
Will glared. "It wont be when there's a dead man lying beneath my blade first thing tomorrow," he said seriously. Jack shrugged. "What's new?" he mumbled.
"Elizabeth must think I'm some sort of…egotistical…barbaric sailor, now," Will said, frustrated. Jack just grinned at him and said, a little too loudly for Will's comfort, "Well ye are a pirate, Will me boy."
Will spun around and whispered, "Yeah Jack. And why don't you say it loud enough for everyone to hear, eh?" Jack just backed off and walked to his room.
Will sighed when Jack's door shut. "What am I supposed to do now?" He thought in agony. The pirated turned and looked at the door to Elizabeth's room. He took a deep breath and walked to it, knocking lightly.
Elizabeth opened the door, thinking it might be her father. Instead, she found Will. He looked up at her and caught her eyes before looking down again. "May I… speak to you, Elizabeth?" He asked softly.
Elizabeth stepped aside and motioned him in. He walked just inside as she poked her head out to be safe and shut the door behind her.
"What were you thinking?" She asked after a long pause between them. "I'm not sure, actually," he provided. She walked straight to him and held onto his shoulders. "I don't want you to get hurt on account of me," she said.
Will grinned. "I'm a sailor, remember? Nothing to worry about Elizabeth." He grabbed her shoulders and gave them a reassuring squeeze. She smiled at him.
"Just be careful." A teasing look came to her eyes as she looked back up at him. "Lord knows I don't want him as my husband!" Catching the gleam in her eyes, he played along.
"Oh, I see. Don't care about me, then. Do you? Just as long as you aren't tied to him, you wouldn't care about me, would you?" He started laughing as she joined in.
"Honestly Will," Elizabeth said, looking down soberly. "Please… be careful." He took her chin in his palm and raised her eyes to look at his. "Don't worry about me. Worry about him," Will said.
"I am, a bit. Not for his sake… but for yours. Who knows what they might try on you if he dies by your hand?" She looked down again and stepped away.
"Ahem, yes. It's getting to be quite late, isn't it?" Will said, blushing. She looked up with a slight smiled on her lips. "Yes…Well, goodnight once more," she said, chuckling.
"Ha! Yes, goodnight for the second time, Elizabeth." He grinned at her, but it turned into shock as she threw her arms about his neck in a hug.
"I'm rooting for you, Will." Elizabeth whispered in his ear, sending chills cascading down his neck. "Thanks," he barely muttered back. She let go and smiled a small, sad smile at him. He smiled back and walked out of her room.
"I don't want to do it, Father!" Harold said. His father just frowned and crossed his arms.
"I tried to warn you, but your hot-headedness wouldn't allow for you to LISTEN!" Lord Jamison said. Harold just pouted. "Isn't there anything you can do, Father? Go tell him it's off. I'm ill... YES! Tell him I'm ill!" Harold pleaded with his father.
"Oh goodness! Harold, you put disgrace on the men of this family!" The man yelled.
"What is this?" William said as he took the message from Robert while he stood on the docks waiting for Harold Jamison.
"I don't rightly know, Lieutenant." Robert conceded.
Will tore open the seal as Elizabeth came up behind him to look over his shoulder. He noticed and turned a bit to allow her a better view of the letter.
"Dear Lieutenant Rockwell… I am regretting to inform you that my son, Harold, has a horrible ailment and shall not be able to go on with the duel…" Will read out loud.
Elizabeth read on. "Regretfully yours, Lord Jamison." She looked up at Will and they both laughed. "An ailment," she howled with laughter as she threw her arms around Will with relief. Jack laughed.
"Not unless cowardice is considered an ailment," the governor stated, steamed. "I cannot believe them! William, my boy… I believe you are correct. I should not have to prove myself to people like the Jamisons." He patted Will on the back as he walked back to carriage they arrived in. He suddenly stopped and looked back.
"Come, children. We need not stay here any longer." He smiled as he gestured for them to follow.
"Actually…" Elizabeth interjected, looking at Will. "We will follow you in a short while on foot. Is that alright, Father?" The governor nodded and motioned for the Commodore and Jack to follow.
Jack grinned at Will and inconspicuously winked before he strode towards the carriage. Norrington followed quickly, after glaring at Will, who still had Elizabeth's hands on his arms.
"Governor Swann, sir. Do you seriously trust the lieutenant with your daughter? I must protest…" he complained. But Weatherby shook his hand and, "Nonsense, Commodore Norrington. He's a very responsible young man." With that, they got into the carriage and were pulled away.
Elizabeth and Will watched them go up the street back to the mansion. She turned to look at the young man before her. Will was still watching the streets as Elizabeth watched him.
His features were chiseled and she thought that at that moment, he was the most handsome man she'd ever seen. He turned back to look at her and smiled. "Why didn't you want to go back with your father, Elizabeth?"
She stepped back and linked her arm in his and started walking towards the beach. "I…wanted to spend time with you, actually." She looked down, all of a sudden shy, and said, "I find myself really enjoying your company. I feel…safe," she concluded. A lopsided smile graced his features. She couldn't help but love when he smiled like that.
They spent a half hour just talking and enjoying each other's company on the beach. Will just spotted a shady tree under which to sit, so they relieved their legs and sat down.
As they were sitting in a comfortable silence, Elizabeth started tracing her name in the sand in front of Will and herself. She chuckled when she finished and asked for Will's approval. He scrutinized it before saying, "Hmm… I think it may need something…Ah! I know!"
He wrote "IS BEAUTIFUL" under her name and brushed the sand off his fingers. "There," he said softly, watching Elizabeth's features. She blushed, furiously, and looked down. "Thankyou," she muttered.
"It's true, you know. You really are beautiful, Elizabeth." The boy said, looking at her with a faint blush. She just looked back and grinned. "You aren't so bad yourself, Lieutenant." She nudged him with her shoulders as they sat.
He chuckled. "Thankyou."
As they sat, Will couldn't help but watch Elizabeth staring out at the rising sun, a small smile gracing her features. The breeze made her loose chestnut hair whip about her face softly as she brought up a hand to gently push it behind her ear. "What's it like to sail for a living?" Elizabeth asked, turning to look at Will, resting her cheek on her knees curled in front of her. Stunned out of his thoughts, which were somewhere along the lines of, "She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," he just looked down and had a small smile.
"One word I've always used to describe it is…lonely," Will answered. Elizabeth had a small frown on her face now. "Lonely?" She asked. "But you have Jack, and your crewmates, don't you?"
"Well, that's not it. There's just a need…I suppose..erm, well…that isn't the same. I mean, Jack's the best brother I could ask for, but it's hard for him to be serious and (hate to say it) sober for a long period of time. At least not enough time for me to talk with him." Will picked up a stick and threw it towards the water.
"I never thought about that before," Elizabeth said, softly. Will sighed and leaned back against the tree as Elizabeth watched. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath that caught in his throat the moment he felt a smooth hand take his rough one.
He opened his eyes and looked at the governor's daughter, who smiled up at him. "Dows this mean the truce is off?" Will asked, teasingly. Elizabeth laughed and said, "The truce is off."
"Will. Open yer door, mate," Will heard through his locked door. He was polishing his boots in his room when he heard Jack. He got up after replacing his boots and polish on the table.
Jack slipped in and closed the door quickly. "Elizabeth is inviting you down to the docks old man. Some ship will be arriving or somfin'. Don't know. Just thought I'd tell ye," he said as he opened the door, revealing Elizabeth, about to knock.
"Oh! Hello, Jack," she grinned. He tipped his hat to her and slinked away. Elizabeth turned back to Will and smiled. Will smiled back.
"Oh, Elizabeth… please come in," he said, apologetically, stepping aside so that she could come in. She entered as he closed the door.
"Yes, well…ahem…Would you like to join me at the docks today? A new ship is arriving…a navy ship," she made a bored face. "It would be much more enjoyable if you were there." She peered up at him as he grinned.
"Of course! I'd be honored, my lady." They left arm in arm.
"When were they due to arrive, Commodore?" Elizabeth asked, trying to hide her impatience. They had been standing, waiting for the arrival of The Deception for hours, it seemed.
"Only an hour ago. You need not worry, Elizabeth," James said, eager to come closer to the girl. As he started nearing her, Will pressed in between them and spoke to Elizabeth, making the navy man scowl.
"Thankyou," she mouthed, silently. He winked, but noticed something glinting beneath her bodice. "What is that?" He pointed as he guided her away from Norrington's prodding ears. Elizabeth peered down and took out the medallion. "My medallion," Will thought.
Will's eyes widened significantly. "Amazing, isn't it?" Elizabeth asked her admirer. "Er…yes. Where'd you get it, Elizabeth?" Trusting the lieutenant, Elizabeth had to really stop herself before telling the truth.
"What shall I tell him, now? That I received it from a boy I was in love with when I was sixteen? Who am I kidding! I still love him! But I have feelings for the lieutenant also," Elizabeth pondered, rapidly. She just smiled, nervously, and unhooked the clasp.
Suddenly, the chain slipped out of her fingers as she gasped, and the medallion plummeted into the water's depths. Will let out a surprised and frantic yell as he took off his jacket quickly and dove straight in after the medallion.
He knew, now, what sort of horrible things that medallion could do when it touched the sea's lapping waves. The evil man who would awaken from his search to find that medallion.
Elizabeth gasped as she watched Will go underwater. "It was just my medallion. Why is it so important to him?" She pondered. Growing worried, she bent closer to the water, yelping when Will resurfaced, holding the medallion. He was gasping for air as he tried climbing up onto the dock.
James hurried over to help Elizabeth pull the young man out of the frigid water. "Will, are you alright!" Elizabeth asked, concerned as he climbed up. Elizabeth quickly rehid the medallion in her bodice, flinching at the cold that met her skin.
The wet shirt clung to his arms and torso as Will was helped out of the bay by Commodore Norrington. (Elizabeth couldn't help but notice.) But as James pulled him out, with a mumbled thankyou from Will, he noticed a part of Will's arm that had something quite shocking to the older man.
A pirate brand was singed on the man's arm.
"Guards! GUARDS!" James yelled.
Jack came running down the docks until he reached Will. "Wha' happened?" He asked as Will shrugged.
The guards came running and slid to attention before Norrington. "Guards…arrest this men!" He yelled, pointing at William. Elizabeth gasped.
"Um…sir. This is Lieutenant Rockwell. We cannot arrest him, Commodore. We…" The young soldier stopped.
"Arrest him, I say!" Norrington yelled. The men obliged, locking Will's arms in theirs in a tight grip. "Ow! What's going on, Commodore!" Will demanded to know.
"COMMODORE! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND! UNHAND HIM!" Elizabeth yelled, trying to free Will of the soldiers' grip on him. Jack tried to remain unnoticed as he quietly snuck away. But James grabbed him and lifted his sleeve as well. A pirate brand resided there.
"Aha! Just as I thought! These men are PIRATES!" The commodore yelled, quite pleased with himself. Elizabeth stood absolutely stock-still, letting the words register. "What?" She murmured.
"Take them to the fort," James commanded. He marched ahead of the men as the pirates were roughly dragged, receiving bruises and cuts. Elizabeth followed, raving the whole time.
"Pirates…and you've been in our home?" The governor asked the men. He had arrived on notice at the fort where he was to interrogate the prisoners before they were subjected to the gallows. "You had us all fooled… this whole entire time." He pounded his fists on the table.
"I was hospitable…. To PIRATES! In my home, none the less…with my DAUGHTER!" He sat, heavily, in a chair and fanned himself.
"With all due respect…we only wanted your money… we never harmed ANYBODY! I swear it on me mother's grave!" Jack protested.
All of a sudden, two soldiers came into the room, both holding the limp bodies of the real Rockwells. "These, sir," a soldier claimed as he laid down the body of the colonel against the wall, the other doing the same with the lieutenant, "…Are the Rockwells. The real Rockwells. We found them out abandoned, as if they'd just been thrown there recently."
All eyes turned to Jack. "Well…" He chuckled, nervously. "Almost…everybody." Norrington sprung upon him and lifted Jack from his chair. "Start swearing, PIRATE!" He spat in Jack's face. "Listen, mate. There's no actual proof that those men are the real Rockwells… we could still be the actual…" Jack tried.
"Sir…here's some identification. These are the Rockwells, sir." Once soldier said.
"Ahem…yes. That went the wrong way for us, didn't it? Completely different direction than I wanted. Ironic actually. Did you know…"
"SHUT UP! Don't you ever NOT talk!" The Commodore barked. He threw Jack down onto his chair and hit him across the face. Will jumped up, only to be subdued by a punch in the stomach. "S'alright, mate. I'm alright," Jack said to Will.
As Jack wiped the blood from his chin, Norrington saw a flash of color on his arm. James lifted Jack's shirt higher up his arm, roughly. A tattoo of a sparrow was there, causing the man to sneer. "Ahh! So you're Jack Sparrow, are you?"
"Really, mate? Are you sure about that?" Jack mumbled, sarcastically, knowing he was in big trouble now.
"And who would you be BOY!" Norrington hissed, coming too close to Will for his comfort. Will looked up and saw Elizabeth glancing curiously. She looked as if she felt betrayed by him. He knew why, too. Will, himself, would feel betrayed also if someone had lied to him when he'd trusted them so much.
"W—Will…ahem… W—W—William Turner," Will stuttered as he looked to the ground. The commodore made a face. "What was that? Speak up, pirate."
Will, avoiding Elizabeth's stare, looked straight into Commodore James Norrington's eyes, defiantly.
"William Turner," he stated proudly. Jack shook his head, a bit amused and chuckled a bit.
Elizabeth gasped, holding a hand to her breast in shock. "W—Will?" She asked, almost unheard. Unheard by everyone, except Will.
Finally, Will looked up at Elizabeth who was leaning heavily against the wall, staring at him intently. "Is it really you?" She asked, tears starting to form and her legs feeling like jelly.
The pirate stared straight into her eyes, comfortingly as a small smile graced his features.
"Aye."
Dun dun DUUUUUN! Wasn't that nice and dramatic? "Aye." Bow chica bowWOW!
Alright, sorry for the bad updating that's going on. School school school and more school. Hey, did I happen to mention SCHOOL! Oh yes... and we had the High School Exit Exams and more tests and Practice SAT II Tests... WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO!
But I'm glad I still have you guys, RIGHT! RIGHT! Ok... here's my thanks:
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I LOVE YOU ASHLEY! YOU ROCK FOREVER AND EVER YOU COOL CAT ARAMINTA DITCH! (hug)
That "Moonfall" song from "The Mystery of Edwin Drood" is dedicated SPECIALLY for you! By me! Don't know if that's possible, but I DID IT! HOHOHOOOO! Whatcha gunna do! Huh!
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