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 I do own this plot….and Barley and his crew.
This is the one in which you learn what happened to Will's daddio.
(In HONOR of Bootstrap Bill Turner)
Italics are the letter.
"Hoist the sails men!" The gruff pirate captain bellowed, turning the wheel slightly as his crew pulled out of the Tortuga harbor.
"Where to now, Cap'n?" Lambry asked his captain. Captain Barley, extremely perturbed, turned on his first mate and grabbed his collar roughly. "Where am I supposed to go when I've searched the only place Jack Sparrow was sure to have been!" He let go and growled low in his throat.
"I'm going to get that Jack Sparrow…and the bloody girl's medallion. My medallion!" Barnacle Barley then laughed an evil chortle and put both hands on his steering wheel, guiding the ship away from Tortuga.
Elizabeth walked down the corridor of the galley, lightly running her fingers along hem of the tunic she borrowed from Ana Maria. When she reached Will's cabin, she knocked softly, hearing some loud rustling on the other side of the door.
"Come in," she heard Will say. So she opened the door and peered around it at the pirate. "Hello Elizabeth," she said, grinning. "You know you don't really have to knock when you come in here, right?"
She smiled softly at him and nodded. "I just didn't want to walk in on something important," she said, noticing him sitting at his desk, shuffling papers around it. "What are you up to?" she asked, coming to stand behind him and looking down at his papers, curiously.
"Oh, nothing of importance. I was just trying to map out our sailing patterns so that I can make sure Jack doesn't steer us in the wrong direction…as he's prone to do," Will said chuckling. Elizabeth giggled and bent to place her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek.
"But, I must say…I'm glad he's a bit bad with direction, otherwise I wouldn't have wound up in Port Royal and I wouldn't have been reunited with my long lost love," Will murmured, bringing a hand up to her face and nuzzling her cheek with his nose.
"Such a charmer," she said, grinning.
"Oh, 'scuse me!" Jack said, covering his eyes as he opened the door to Will's room. He brought his hand away, grinning his signature grin. "You two lovebirds bein' all lovey dovey is startin' to annoy me, I must say," he told them, placing his hands on his hip.
Elizabeth smiled again, standing up fully and squeezing Will's shoulders lovingly. "Alright, Jack. Alright, we'll tone it down," Will said, laughing at Jack's antics. Jack just smiled back and replied, "No need to mate. I'm just jestin' with ye both."
Will stood and walked to Jack. "I've been plotting the course. Slowly but surely, we're getting to Africa. It seems you have many interesting books stocked up in the Pearl Jack. I've done my research out of them, and we're going to have to sail through a small squeeze to get to where we're going. It's called the Straight of Gibraltar. Goes right through Morocco and Spain," Will informed his captain, crossing to the large map, where Elizabeth was looking at the moment. Jack followed him, standing to Will's right.
Will spread the map out larger, setting a candle on either side to keep it open. Then he ran his finger over the Straight of Gibraltar, explaining the passage to Jack. "There must be hundreds of Spanish ships and ports along it though, so we would have to wear disguises, and definitely take down the black sails, Jack," Will said, eyeing Jack as he snorted.
"We can take 'em!" At both Will and Elizabeth's raised eyebrows, he murmered. "Alright, no…probably not. I'll get the crew to it at once."
"Where will we get the disguises?" Elizabeth asked both men, tracing her finger nonchalantly around the South American continent. "I have already thought about that and taken care of it…well, in my head. We will have to hope it works though," Will said, running his hands through his hair, looking at Jack.
"So? Spill it, man! Spill it!" Jack said as Will paused. "Well, I have found that the Straight of Gibraltar not only divides Africa and Europe geographically, but economically also."
Elizabeth and Jack looked at each other with raised eyebrows. "How'd you get so intelligent all of a sudden in the time span of—oh…two or three minutes?" Jack asked, lifting a flask of rum to his lips that he found lying on top of a cabinet. "Like I said, Jack…books. I read them. And they had this stuff in it," he said, patting Jack on the back, sincerely.
"What do you mean, 'economically' Will?" Elizabeth asked, changing the subject. Will looked up at her and shrugged. "I read that Spain is becoming more modern, like building ships, weaponry, and other things. But Africa, the southern side of the Straight, is still using traditional ways, such as using bows and arrows, small clay huts, and the likes."
"So what does that 'ave to do with anything? I'm not getting why you're tellin' us all this," Jack said, shaking his head. Will bent down to the map, pointing out a small point on his map.
"Look at this. It's a small port. Called Toup Naroubi. Don't ask me how I know that. Please, Jack. Don't ask…"
"How do you know that, Will?" Jack asked, holding back his amused grin. Elizabeth laughed and sat in the nearby chair, shaking her head. "Let me guess before you answer, William," she said. "You read it in one of those books you talked about, am I correct?" She asked, folding her arms and raising an eyebrow at him.
"As a matter of fact, I did. Thankyou for being so insightful, Miss Swann," Will said, bowing slightly towards her. She chuckled as he winked on his way down. "It was my pleasure, Sir Turner."
Jack laughed. "So, my good sir, what is it about this Toopy Nar..."
"Toup Naroubi, Jack. Toup Naroubi," Will said, correcting him.
"Whatever… Toup Naroubi—that makes it important enough to bring up. It seems that's a bit out of our way if we're to go through—that thingy," Jack said, pointing at the Straight of Gibraltar on the map. "That's easy, Captain. Their lack of modern knowledge most likely means that the outer world isn't very much involved with their society. That means we will be free of Spanish threat." Jack grinned a prideful grin and clapped his first mate on the shoulder. "I taught him all he knows," Jack said, looking at Elizabeth and winking. She just smiled.
Will started rolling up the map again, when there was a light knock on the door. Elizabeth turned to the door and said, "It isn't locked."
The door opened slightly, as Ana Maria poked her head in. Her eyes grew huge as she saw all the people and started walking out again, but Elizabeth hastened to her and dragged her in. "Oh no you don't," Elizabeth said.
"ANA! Nice of you to join us. What ye be wantin' then?" Jack asked, folding his arms across his chest with a grin. "Erm, I uh—I wanted to—see Elizabeth, actually," Ana said, blushing. She had no idea Jack would be in the room when she'd come to learn to read.
"Oh, well…I've got some business up on deck to attend to—Wait! Ana!" Jack said, turning quickly. "Who's got the wheel of my Pearl!" He asked, eyes wide. "Don't worry Jack. I didn't just leave it there…" Jack's eyes reduced back to normal size as he took a relieved breath. "…Gibbs has got the wheel," Ana Maria finished.
GIBBS! What's 'e doin' with my ship! Ana, you're fired!" Jack said, as he scrambled out to relieve Gibbs of the ship's wheel. Elizabeth giggled, as Will shook his head, completely used to it. Ana Maria just rolled her eyes.
"So, Ana…you ready?" Elizabeth asked, nudging the female pirate a bit, raising her eyebrow.
"Ready for what?" Will asked, startling Elizabeth. She'd almost forgotten he was in there still. "Nothin'!" Ana Maria said, quickly. "I should go actually," she murmured, inching towards the door. Elizabeth walked around, blocking the door.
"No, you shouldn't. Will…William," Elizabeth cooed, walking seductively towards him. "Will, I know this is your room…" she continued, straightening his collar, while looking down. "…but Ana and I have some business to attend to...aaand…" She looked up into his eyes, hopefully.
"This is my room, I'll have you know, Miss Swann." Will crossed his arms in front of him. "Yes, I know…but please?" Will looked up at Ana Maria as she shrugged. "Wasn't my idea."
"Excuse me…but who's the one who wants to learn to read, Ana Maria?" Elizabeth huffed, before clapping a hand over her mouth. Ana Maria let out a loud groan and rolled her eyes. "Oh, so that's what this is about!" Will said, chuckling. Ana Maria turned bright red, as Elizabeth started apologizing profusely. "Wait, wait, wait…Elizabeth…darling, slow down," Will said, placing his hands on her shoulders and kissing her on the nose. "Calm yourself, alright?" He said with a small smile. She stopped with the kiss and blushed, before nodding.
"So you can't read, Ana Maria? That's hard to believe. You're always so intelligent out on the deck…" Will started. "Oooh, please. Don't start with the harpin'…" Ana Maria groaned. Will just held up his hands, laughing. "No, no, no…all joking aside. There really isn't anything to be ashamed about. Seriously, I can name every single man out there and not a one of them can read…some can't even talk, come to think of it."
Ana Maria just smiled. "Right, I can attest to that." Elizabeth dropped her hands, relieved that Ana felt a bit more confident. She discretely moved her hand over and squeezed Will's lovingly, so that he knew how much he'd impressed her with his easing of Ana Maria's pride. He looked over and smiled.
"Well, go ahead and continue with your lessons," Will said, starting to leave the cabin. "You can stay if you'd like to Will. It's alrigh' wit me," Ana Maria said, laughing. Elizabeth grinned, looking at Will hopefully. Ana Maria walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book. "Aye, I like the color o' this one," she said, glancing back at Elizabeth. Elizabeth nodded, but kept her eyes on Will.
"Uh, yeah…it's fine," he said, rubbing his neck with his hand. "I actually have some work to do on deck. Keep those pirates in order, you know?" Elizabeth nodded as Ana Maria said, "See ya, mate," already plopping down on the bed, and opening the book.
"Of course," Will said, leaving again. Elizabeth watched as he started leaving, but turned to Ana quickly. "I'll be back in a moment's time." She walked out after Will.
"Will, wait." The pirate stopped and turned to her, quirking an eyebrow at her. "What is it?" He asked. Elizabeth looked on each side of her quickly and pushed Will gently to the wall, kissing him passionately. When she broke away from him, a goofy grin slid onto his features. "What—was that—for?" He breathed.
"For being the sweetest man I've ever met. What you did to boost Ana's confidence in there was the nicest thing…Oh, I don't know. Maybe I just wanted to kiss you." She shrugged and chuckled.
They moved away from the wall and Will glanced up at the hatch. Elizabeth smiled, knowing he had to go as he kissed her cheek and went up on deck.
When she walked back into the room, Ana was squinting her eyes at the book. "Shall we?" Elizabeth asked, sitting next to the pirate and taking the book from her. "I suppose now's as good a time as ever," Ana Maria conceded, sighing.
"Oi, Will! C'mere!" Jack called, while sitting on the railing, before bringing the rum bottle to his lips. Will alighted the steps to Jack and stopped, leaning against the railing next to him. "Yes, Captain?"
"This is some good rum, better 'n lots of other rums I've had. You know what I mean?" Jack asked Will. The young man just shrugged. "Yes, I suppose I do." Jack grinned, taking a smaller sip of rum than before. "No, mate. I mean…do ye really know what I mean?" Will shook his head, sincerely confused.
"This rum is stronger than me last bottles o' rum. Kinda like love, aint it?" Jack stuck his hand out, eyeing the bottle fondly before bringing it up to his lips again. "No, Jack. Actually, rum is nothing like love. I think you've had enough of that rum, now." Will walked up to Jack to try and pry it from his hands.
"No! Boy, gimme my rum!" Jack barked, standing up next to Will. Will, being the slightly taller pirate, held the bottle away from Jack easily. "Take charge of your ship, Captain."
"I am takin' charge o' me ship. I need that rum!" Will just grinned, and handed it back to his captain. "Yes, Captain Sparrow, here's your rum," Will said, giving in. Jack snatched it back and cleaned Will's fingerprints off of it grudgingly, and mumbled a few curses before going back to his wheel.
"Jack, when we get to Toup Naroubi, what are we going to say? We can't just dock there and say 'Hello everybody, we're pirates!' and all of a sudden we're welcome," Will said. Jack rolled his eyes, giving the wheel a small turn to the left. "Aye, Will. Obviously, we aren't just going to sail in and say 'Hello! We're pirates!' I have a bit more tact than that, I mean honestly Will," Jack said.
"Then what are we going to do?"
"Oh, bloody hell Will! You're the mastermind of the whole thing! Why don't you think of somethin'?" Jack said.
"Why don't we just pretend we're merchants who are in need of some shelter…some--Oh I don't know…French merchants? There are many French settled in Morocco. Especially in Toup Naroubi."
"Excellent! Now that we've got tha' all settled, how about some rum, mate?" Jack asked, tipping the rum bottle over to show that it was empty. Shaking his head, amused, Will left to go get his captain another bottle.
"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!" Elizabeth sang, under her breath, as she walked through the corridor and to Will's cabin. "Elizabeth's here! Come in, come in!" Jack said, clapping his hands and motioning her to enter. He was already completely sloshed, not surprisingly, and threw his arm over the sober William Turner.
"Is there ever a time when you aren't drunk, Captain Sparrow?" Elizabeth asked, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.
"No," Jack and Will answered at the same time, causing Jack to laugh more, and Will to give Elizabeth an amused smile. The girl giggled and walked over to the pirates. The younger of the two men pushed the other's arm off his shoulder gently, and crossed to meet her.
Jack gave a small cheer and plopped down righteously in one of Will's chairs. "This calls for a celebration! Rum! Where's the rum!" Jack asked, looking around. Will rolled his eyes and crossed to Jack, pulling the rum from Jack's hands and waving it in front of his face, before putting it back in the captain's hands. "Ah, they you are! Where have you been hiding, my love?" With that, Jack downed the flask, quickly.
Elizabeth walked to the bed and sat on it, giving Will an inviting look. The young man eagerly accepted the invitation, crossing quickly to sit next to Elizabeth. She giggled as he draped his arms around her and started nibbling her neck. "Will, please…Jack's here."
"Don't mind him, dearest. He's about five minutes away from passing out, I assure you." He continued kissing his way up her neck, finally meeting her lips in a passionate kiss.
"Elizabeth, did I ever tell you about Kateri?" Jack asked, grinning mischieviously.
Will pulled away from his love quickly, eyes as wide as saucers. "Erm, Jack…"
"No, who was she? Or was she one of your old ships?" Elizabeth said, annoyed that he'd interrupted her moment with Will, but covering it up well with a smile. "She was no one," Will murmured, kissing Elizabeth again.
"No one, ha!" Jack gibed. Will broke off the kiss, giving Jack an intense death glare. It went unnoticed by Jack, but Elizabeth saw it, and rose her eyebrows, curiously. "Who was she?" She asked.
"An old flame of Will's," Jack said, matter-of-factly. "A what?" Elizabeth asked, teasingly glancing in Will's direction. "That's not true!" Will yelled, eyes darting nervously back and forth between his lover and Jack.
"Oh, jus' admit it, boy. You fancied her. She fancied you too, I tell ya. She was always fond of Turner," Jack said, grinning. "Jack, you're completely lying," Will said, gritting his teeth.
"Will, don't worry. I'm not angry with you. You didn't know you'd meet with me again. If you had other loves, I'm not surprised. It's not as if you aren't good-looking," Elizabeth said, winking.
"But it's not true! I knew no Kateri!"
"Yes, you did! You knew her, and I knew her!" Jack said. "Oh, nevermind. I'm tired. I think I'll git Ana to relieve Gibbs of the wheel though, I still don't rightly trust him behind me Pearl's wheel." Jack got up and hobbled out the door.
Will was blushing, with his head in his hands, as Elizabeth looked away from the door and back at him. "What are you getting so defensive for? I really don't care if there was another woman…Kateri was it?" She asked.
"There is no such woman. Jack's lying…I'm going to get some air. I'll be back later. Don't wait up for me, Elizabeth." Will stood and walked out of the cabin, slamming the door on his way out. Shocked, Elizabeth just sat there, wondering what in the world had gotten into her usually calm and collected William.
She stood up and exited the room, still slightly numb at seeing him so angry. Elizabeth walked down the hall and went into an empty cabin. It was much smaller than the other compartments in the Black Pearl but still roomy enough for someone to feel at home. A small table was sitting there, slightly dusty from lack of use, along with a bookshelf with many books.
Intrigued, Elizabeth walked up to the shelf and took out a book. A Midsummer Night's Dream was what the title of the book was. "Shakespeare," she murmured. Opening the book and blowing on it, caused dust to fly into her face. She coughed a bit, and then closed it again. "Old, dusty books." Elizabeth reached up again and pulled out a thicker book. All My Worries. Upon opening it, a small envelope slid out and fell to the floor. Elizabeth looked down at it and picked it up, turning it over to see the name Kateri Larkin scrawled on the front.
"Kateri," she said, suddenly getting a bit miffed. She started opening the envelope, as it was still sealed, but pulled back. She felt shame course through her. "I shouldn't be opening this," she thought to herself. But her womanly instincts broke through, so she ripped it open eagerly, casting a furtive glance at the door to be sure no one came in.
My dearest William,
Please forgive me for not being able to tell you this in person. I was called away soon after you left me last night. You left me quite unfulfilled, Will. I must say I'm disappointed, very disappointed. You aren't whom I thought you were.
But it's no matter. I hope you will have gotten what you wanted from me, though.
Footsteps started down the corridor. Elizabeth quickly folded the letter back up, not finishing it, before stuffing it awkwardly back in the envelope. The door suddenly opened, leaving Will standing there looking at her.
Jack stumbled in after him, with a jolly grin that vanished when he too saw what Elizabeth held shakily in her hands. "Will, I—I…"
"You what? Thought it your place to read something that doesn't belong to you?" Will finished, eyes blazing. "No! I—I saw it and it fell out of the book, I don't know." Elizabeth started putting the letter back, before Will came and snatched it out of her hands, fingering it gingerly, an unreadable look on his face. He pocketed the letter again and started walking out.
"Will! Wait!" Elizabeth ran through Jack, who was in a drunken stupor, but sober enough to know that this was bad…and his fault, so to speak. Will kept walking until he got to his room. Then he walked in and shut the door. Elizabeth walked in right after, seeing him facing the corner, extremely tense.
"Why didn't you just tell me the truth Will?" Elizabeth asked, softly. "If you had a past lover, you could have told me. I still love you. It wouldn't change anything, Will."
"You don't understand anything! This is an important letter! Didn't you think it was important if I hadn't even opened it yet? Why did you read my personal letter!" He yelled, turning to look at her, jaw clenched.
"I—I don't know! I just did, but you haven't answered me as to why you didn't tell me of her! Why can't you trust me, William!" She yelled back. He held out the letter to her, retorting, "And is this supposed to make me trust you!"
"I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'D BE LIKE THIS!" She screamed, holding back her tears. "WHO IS THIS?" She asked, before taking a breath, and calming herself. "And why did you see fit to hide her from me?"
"None of your business!" Will snapped at her. He turned back around, unable to see the hurt splay across her features.
"If we can't trust each other with small things like this, how can we even be together?" She asked, a tear escaping finally. Will's eyes widened, as he turned to look at her, watching a tear slide down her beautiful face.
"We can trust each other, Elizabeth. We can. I promise you, we can. But I can't—Nevermind, this is ridiculous." Will sat in his chair and slumped down.
"It's not ridiculous! If you'd tell me, maybe it wouldn't be atleast! That's what being in love is all about, trust. If I can't trust you…how can I love you, Will?" She asked, painfully. She didn't want to say these things, but she knew she had to.
Will shot straight up, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that if you don't tell me about that—that Kateri girl, I can't trust you anymore!"
"I can't Elizabeth! Why don't you just accept it!" Will stood up and pushed over the chair. Stunned at his anger and violent nature that erupted out of him, Elizabeth screamed, "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" before running away from him and slamming the door in his face.
Will stood there, stunned. What had he done? "I did the right thing. She was being nosey and tried to push herself into my past life," he thought. He pulled out the letter and read it for the first time in the four years he'd kept it.
My dearest William,
Please forgive me for not being able to tell you this in person. I was called away soon after you left me last night. You left me quite unfulfilled, Will. I must say I'm disappointed, very disappointed. You aren't whom I thought you were.
But it's no matter. I hope you will have gotten what you wanted from me, though.
Information about your father.
Yes, I knew your father. I knew him well. I had thought you were him at first glance. I had hoped as much atleast, you look just like him. I'm sorry for your loss; I must admit to you that I loved him. One of the many who did, but I loved him still.
You've been like a son to me these past few months I've spent on the Black Pearl; likewise, Jack was a good friend. I cannot let you go on without telling you that I care about you, deeply and whole heartedly, for you treated me so well. Thankyou for being such a kind young man, so much more of a gentleman than your father, may he rest in peace.
Now, I must tell you about him. It will be for your own peace of mind, as well as mine…maybe even your brave Captain Sparrow.
William "Bootstrap Bill" Turner was my lover. Please, don't think ill of him for being with me though. Yes, it was after your mother's time that he was with me, but he was a pirate through and through. He never wanted to go back to your mother, for fear he would never come back. He loved her. Never loved another. I know that, for sure…but only because I told him I loved him and he never answered me back.
I saw the look in his eyes, and I knew he loved another. That's when I left him.
Your father died a few years ago. That's why I was so shocked when I first saw you. I thought that maybe the stories were wrong. But, alas, they weren't. The infamous Bootstrap Bill Turner was dead.
He was killed in battle with the Spanish Navy. He'd gone into uncharted territory by accident with his crew and was caught off-guard by a Spanish captain by the name of Gutierrez.
I'm sorry you had to learn this way, but someone had to tell you the truth. Gutierrez killed your father with a gunshot to the chest.
I'm so sorry, Will. I really am; I loved him, like I wrote earlier. And I was grieved beyond belief when I found out.
I love you, Will. When you read this, I'll probably be dead. I can't live any longer, knowing that I might've caused the death of the man I loved most. Yes, I caused it. When I left, I told him to go to the Spanish Main, but gave him directions to a navy port in which I knew he'd be attacked…and maybe killed. I cannot live. I cannot. So I must leave you with this letter, and no father.
If your mother were here, she'd be proud of you, as I am. Your father would have been proud to know how much you turned out like him.
I'm sorry, my son.
-Forever Yours,
Kateri Larkin
Will lowered the letter and squeezed his eyes shut. Tears slid down his face. He'd never known how his father had died. He'd loved Kateri; she reminded him so much of his mother and he'd wondered why she had left so soon after their adventure together.
Now he knew why. She'd killed herself, knowing that she was at fault for Bootstrap's death. Will folded the letter and put it back in the envelope before tucking it into his drawer. He laid back on his bed and covered his face, finally letting go of everything he'd held in for the full 15 years his mother had been dead.
Elizabeth sat in the empty cabin once more, crying her eyes out into her hands. Never before had she been so horribly wrong about someone. The most horrible part of it was that she still loved him. After everything he'd said and done, she still loved him, and she hated him for it.
She didn't blame him for being angry with her when she'd opened his letter, but he'd yelled at her and became violent, knocking over the chair. She'd always thought he was so wonderful, so kind and sweet, loving, tender…gentle, for a pirate. But she had been wrong. He was angry and temperamental.
When this whole medallion thing was over, she was going back home.
Jack stood on deck, turning the wheel, the wind fluttering past his beads. He hummed an old tune he'd learned as a boy.
The captain couldn't keep his mind off the sounds he heard coming from Will's cabin though.
Crying, and lots of it. Will and Elizabeth had gotten into a huge fight about Kateri…and it was all his fault. If only he hadn't brought it up, the two lovebirds would be canoodling in each other's arms, watching the sunset or something sappily romantic like that.
He watched as the sun sunk lower in the sky.
Guilt flooded his senses once more.
"Now what am I going to have to put up with?" He murmured, fearing the future.
(A/N:) Soooo... I know everyone's going to be all, "WHY KAREN! WHY!" But I don't care, because this is the way the story came out. (shrug)
You know what they say: When ya get going, the story comes'a flowing!
Ok, so they don't really say that...but yeah...
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