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: Recognizable characters? Not mine.

Unrecognizable characters? MINE!

Recognizable characters that you just don't recognize because you're havinga bad day? Not mine, though I'd like to stake claim for them just that day.

The breeze whipped about the sails above William Turner's head as he stood at the helm of the small ship. He rested his head on the fist he formed around the wheel handle and sighed softly.

Elizabeth had gone below decks with Ana Maria and was sleeping now. He didn't know what to say to her. He had no idea what was going through her mind. Elizabeth had almost been raped and then had seen the person she trusted the most kill a man. He didn't know what to do, what to say.

They had been sailing around the bend, a few miles off the coast to keep out of sight, for about three days now. It would be at least one more day, if not two, before they reached Algiers.

Jack had told Will to stay on watch at the helm while he got some shut-eye. So here he was, just him and the sea breeze, contemplating how to talk to Elizabeth and what to say.

Will turned around, still holding the wheel, and looked up at the stars.

"Will," he heard a soft voice behind him say. He whipped about and lost the wheel. With a small sound of shock he grabbed it and righted it before the ship could lurch in a different direction.

"Sorry, Will," Elizabeth said, leaning against the mast. He shook his head, still wide-eyed, and smiled sheepishly. "My fault," he amended.

She wrapped the cloak she wore tighter about her body and started walking closer to him.

"Are you alright, Elizabeth? Because you know I'm here for you if you need me and…" he stopped as Elizabeth put a finger over his lips. "I'm fine," she said in a whisper. With that, she stepped close to him and wrapped her arms around his torso, leaning her head on his shoulder.

Will kept one hand on the wheel, the other circled around the small of her back. "Thankyou Will," she said into his neck.

"I killed a man," he said numbly. "You know it was only for you, right?"

"Yes Will. I know…and I understand why. That's not the reason I've been so…cold." She moved back and kept her hands at his waist. "I can't stop thinking about what's going to happen to you, Will."

He quirked an eyebrow. "Me? Liz, nothing's going to happen to me. Nothing can happen to William Turner or Jack Sparrow. We're…"

Elizabeth pulled away from him and walked to the rail, frustrated. "What is it?" Will asked, propping the wheel up with a stool so that it kept the same straight course. He walked up behind her and put his hands on either arm.

"It's that attitude exactly, Will, that's going to get you both killed. You and Jack are too sure of yourselves! You never take any precautions! It's always, 'Well, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, nothing can happen to me.' Or 'I'm Will Turner, I won't get shot or…'" She broke down and cried, putting a hand to her face to try and hold back her sobs.

Will hugged her from behind and kissed her ear. "Elizabeth, don't cry. I promise nothing will happen to me." She turned and cried into his chest. "What are we going to do now?" She asked, after a few minutes of crying.

"We're going to Algiers, after that…we're going through Tunisia and to Libya. And we're going to get there before Barley and his crew, or my name isn't William Turner." He smiled down at her determinedly. "I won't let anything happen to you, Elizabeth. We're going to return that treasure and you can get your old life back."

"I know all of that, Will. But what of you and Jack and…and his crew?" She wiped her tears and watched as he tilted his head. "What of us? I'm afraid I don't understand, Elizabeth."

"You killed Corday, William. You killed him and broke free from the Port Royal prison. They think it's you and Jack who did all of the destruction to the port. They think it's the Pearl's crew who did all of that killing." She paused, still seeing his confused face.

"Will, if Norrington and my father ever catch you, you'll be hanged." She gripped his collar and held him to her face.

"They don't even know where we are, Elizabeth. We have nothing to worry about." He grinned and held her to him, tenderly.

"Will, you don't understand! I'm trying to talk to you and you won't listen!" She pushed him away so that he tripped backwards and landed on his behind on the floor, genuinely frightened of her.

"Are you going to listen to me?" She asked, a deadly glare sent in his direction. He nodded, swallowing loudly.

"Good." She crossed to him and towered over him. "When I return this wretched piece of gold, what then?" She asked, bringing it out from her shirt and dangling it in front of her.

Will opened his mouth to say something but she held out a hand and he immediately stopped.

"Not done yet, Mr. Turner." She put the medallion back under her shirt and knelt in front of him. "Yes, I'll have my life back as it was, no danger involved, when we return the medallion. And yes, the curse will be over, thus ridding the world of Barnacle Barley and his evil crew. But you still killed Corday and broke free of prison, and, as far as they're concerned, kidnapped me."

She stood up and walked to the rail, running a finger over it, softly. "Will, you'll be running the rest of your life from the Spanish, the French, the Royal Crown's navy, Commodore Norrington…the list goes on." Elizabeth turned and looked at him, a unwavering look plastered on her face.

"Can I—can I talk now?" Will asked, softly. She nodded, a small amused smile on her face.

"Jack and I…and the Pearl's crew—we all have been living a life of piracy for years. All those countries have always been after us. It's never fazed us one bit." He stood up, shrugging. "They can't catch us, Elizabeth. And it's the truth."

She shook her head. "How can you live a life always in fear, no allies. What will happen to us, Will? That's what I'm meaning to ask you. I might as well get to the point." She turned away, looking out to the sea and rubbing her arm softly.

"Us? You mean you and I?" He asked, coming to stand next to her. "I love you, Liz. Nothing can keep me from you."

"Oh no? What about a cell of metal bars and a hanging?" She asked, a gritty smile on her face. Will blanched. "No! Not even that can. How do you think I got to you when Corday tried to rape you?" He asked, a bit of anger coming into his voice.

She flinched noticeably and Will hugged her to him. "No one will find us, Elizabeth. No one can. You and me, we'll go somewhere safe after all this. Hm?" He looked into her eyes. "We'll love each other til the end of time, always."

She nodded, smiling and throwing her arms around his neck in a kiss.

"Cap'n…Cap'n sir, lemme in, please? It's urgent!" Barnacle Barley heard his first mate's voice through his cabin door. He had been sitting in his cabin for hours, grinding what was left of his teeth and tapping his fingers on the desk.

"WOT IS IT!" He roared, turning in his chair to throw his voice to the door.

"Cap'n, like I said. It's urgent. We've spotted the Pearl." He let a sickening grimace cross his features. Standing up, apparently in a better mood, he crossed to the door.

"Lambry, ye idiot!" He yelled as he opened the door. "Why didn't yeh tell meh tha' sooner!" He stomped up on deck and took the looking glass from the watch man who'd climbed down from his post.

He raised it to his eye, Lambry at his heels. A small black dot was on the horizon, swaying to and fro. As he moved slightly, the picture became clearer to him and he grinned. "Ah, so it is! The Black Pearl! Hahaaa! Men look a' tha'!" He pointed. "We're right on the heels o' the Pearl! Jack Sparrow, you've sailed for the last time!"

He slammed the looking glass into Lambry's chest who grumbled under his breath, "I'm the one who found it." Glaring in his captain's wake, he turned and barked orders to the crew. "Get out the oars, men! We're gaining on 'em!"

"Damn it all to 'ell!" Gibbs roared, lowering his looking glass. "Where in all hell is Jack when yeh need 'im!" He gave Cotton his looking glass. "Cotton, tell the lads we've got Barley and his cursed crew on our tails!"

Cotton opened his mouth and started motioning. "What, man? Speak up, Cotton! Speak up!" Joshamee Gibbs paused. "Ah, yes. That's right, ye're mute. Dun' know why Jack let on a bloody mute in the first place," he grumbled pushing past Cotton and his parrot who was screeching, "WIND IN THE SAILS!"

"Everyone listen up! We've got ter get outa here n' hide! Barley is on our tails, lads! Row or somefin'!" He watched as the crew took their places and pushed out the oars. "That's it, lads! Row! And get us the 'ell outa 'ere!" He turned around and started to the helm.

"This is a hell of an adventure yeh got us into now, Turner," he said, grinning at the sheer excitement of it all.

"Board men!" Lambry yelled, waving the cursed crew passed him. "Go on! Take what yeh can!" All around him, the crew grabbed ropes and swung onto the Pearl.

"Leave the ship in good sailin' condition, ye scallywags! We're goin' ter 'ave ourselves a crew!" He cackled maliciously.

The Black Pearl was quaking under the cannons of Barley's ship. It's crew was fighting off the cursed pirates as best as they could, but no one could have saved them from their fates.

Each living crewmember was rounded up and tied to the mast of the enemy ship. "Aye, lads. I've got yeh…now where be yer captain an' 'is first mate?"

"I'm 'is first mate, Barley," Gibbs spat. Now to anyone else, this would seem a selfish thing for Gibbs to say, but in reality, he was doing it for Will's own protection. As well as stalling for time.

"Yer not anyone's first mate, Mr. Gibbs," Lambry snarled, a smirk on his face. "Now tell us where Sparrow, Turner and their little lassie is, or we'll burn yeh all and send yeh ter the bo'om o' Davey Jones' Locker!" The rest of the crew yelled their agreements and cackled.

"Ye'll never catch 'im, Barley. Jack…he's more cunning than 'e makes out. Ye'll never catch 'im." Gibbs gave the pirate captain and smug grin, but was hit across the face by a crewmember.

Gibbs just smiled more and spit blood to the ground. "Never!" He yelled, grinning bigger when the rest of his fellow crewmates joined in the taunting.

"You'll all regret it when your BURNING at the bottom of the sea!" Barley yelled, trying to block out the jaunting.

He walked up to Lambry and said swiftly, "Make sure none got away. We're goin' after Sparrow and his mate." With that, he strode away and down into his cabin, slamming the door shut.

What they didn't know was that Gibbs had snuck away a young man that they had picked up from Tangier and kept on their crew. As the boy rowed, he held tightly onto a piece of parchment Gibbs had managed to scribble out at the last second.

He didn't know how he'd managed to escape, but he'd done so and kept rowing, hoping he'd reach the captain and his friends on time to save his new friends on the Black Pearl.

"Careful, Liz!" Will said as he caught her in his arms. She'd been hurrying down over the railing to the hidden cave behind a large rock formation. Her foot slipped on the slippery wood and she fell, right into Will's empty arms.

"Every single time, you happen to be right where I need you," she said in awe as he stood there with her in his arms. "I know," he answered simply, letting her down and strutting away to peak from behind the cave walls.

Jack hopped down and stretched out his arms for Ana Maria, who ignored him completely and jumped down after him. She left him there, holding out his arms still, and gaping after her. "Women," he grumbled as he tied their ship to a large rock securely.

Will pulled back and motioned for Jack. The captain hobbled over some rocks, nearly slipping and went to where his first mate had just been peaking out. "What's this?" He muttered, watching the people walking around. Will peaked around over his head. "Erm, people, Jack? We're in Algiers."

He looked back with annoyance. "Yes, people, William. C'mon!" Will shrugged.

Elizabeth looked out from behind the rock under Jack and watched the people walking around the port. "They look Arab to me," she said, shielding her eyes from the sun. Jack nodded. "Aye, that they are. Arabic and Berber." Ana Maria's head poked out from behind the rock also. "Berber? What the hell is tha'?"

"They were the people who ruled this land long ago," Will informed, putting his weaponry in a small sack to hide it. "Anything that seems like it would be threatening to the people put in here. I'll carry it on my back." They each took their weapons and placed them gingerly in the bag.

Jack clumsily took his pistol out of his sash and started putting it in the bag. "Hold on, captain. Put the safety on the pistol." Jack did so, before putting the gun back in the bag.

The four adventurers gathered themselves together and sneaked through the grassy hills that littered the coastline of Algiers. Nobody noticed them, engulfed in their early morning activities.

Jack threw his hand back to stop them then waved them on. The two women passed him, but Will stopped next to him to whisper, "Why are we sneaking? These people don't know us."

"And they don't need to," Jack answered, simply, pushing Will forward again. They kept walking until they got past some of the buildings. They stopped behind a wall, hearing some men speaking in a different tongue. As the men's deep voices faded away, Will led them on through the narrow and slanted streets of the port. "What language was that?" Elizabeth asked, walking right next to Will.

"Arabic, I believe," he answered, looking at her quickly then back ahead of him.

Jack walked up ahead of Will and stopped him. "Mate, did yeh see what I saw back there?" Will stopped, causing Elizabeth to stop next to him, Ana bringing up the rear.

"What was it? All I saw was a bunch of horses. Why?" Will's eyes narrowed, confusedly.

Jack motioned around and tried making a point. "Yes, Will. Horses. Do you know what horses are capable of doing, Mr. Turner? Anyone?" He glanced around at the females. Elizabeth crossed her arms, answering, "Yes, Captain Sparrow. People ride them and use them to pull carriages or wagons…"

"Tha's right!" Jack said, grinning widely. There was a long pause in which Will, Ana, and Elizabeth looked at each other and back at Jack. "Horses, ladies and eunuch! Horses! This means that we kin steal those horses, get on them, and get the 'ell outa this creepy place."

"I don't think it's all that creepy, Jack…STEAL THEM!" Will clamped a hand over Elizabeth's mouth and pulled her to the wall. "Sh, Liz. Calm down." She nodded, sheepishly. "Sorry," she whispered.

"And stealing them is the only thing we can do. We don't have any money anymore and they're sure as hell not giving them to us," Will conceded. "…and I'm not a eunuch."

"Yes yeh are." Jack said.

"No, I'm not." Will answered back as they continued.

"Ye are."

"Not!" Will said.

"Yes, ye are!" Jack answered, smirking.

"Damnit, I'm not—you…"

"He's not, I can tell you most emphatically." Elizabeth smirked at Jack and continued in front of the two men, practically swaying her hips as she walked.

Will smiled smugly and followed after her towards a small building that was near the horses. "I guess I should trust 'er then," Jack sighed. "I think yeh should," Ana said, following after them.

"Aye, figures. Can't even tease the boy 'bout it anymore." He rolled his eyes and followed them, ducking behind the building alongside them.

"So now wot?" Jack asked, glancing at Will. "You're the captain, here! You figure it out!" Will whispered, exasperated.

"Alrigh', alrigh'!" He sighed, peeking around the building's edge. "Alrigh' 'ere's the plan." He looked again just to make sure he knew the position of the men who he figured most likely owned the horses. There were two of them, both animatedly talking, he figured in an argument because they were flailing their arms about and had raised voices.

They all huddled around Jack, listening to him.

A few minutes later, Will looked around the rock quickly and dove as silently as he could behind a small wheel barrel. Once he made it there, he winked at his companions, peaking over the wheel barrel quickly and inching closer to the edge.

They all agreed Will was the best choice for the job, as he was strong, lean, quick, and skilled in stealth. Jack, of course, took credit for teaching him all those things.

Will plastered himself back against the wheel barrel again and finally darted out and stood behind the thick trunk of a luscious fruit tree. As a joke, he pulled himself up the tree to grab a pear. Taking a bite out of it, much to the chagrin of his friends and lover, he looked at them with wide eyes. "This is excellent," he mouthed to them, chewing the piece still.

As Elizabeth shook her head wildly, trying to get him to continue before he got caught, Jack inconspicuously threw Will a burlap sack. Will caught it skillfully, before filling it to it's brink with as many good pieces of fruit as he could. Then, slinging it over his back, he tied it to the tree, making a quick motion to Jack, who understood immediately.

Jack was to get the fruit when the three made their way to the horses, before he got his own.

Will glanced around the trunk, pulling back quickly as the two men stopped arguing momentarily. Ignoring whatever had interrupted them, the two went back to arguing loudly.

Will, Jack, Elizabeth, and Ana Maria all respectively let out the breaths they had been holding. "Christ, that boy's in trouble if he gets caught," Jack muttered, lightly.

"Don't say that!" Elizabeth reprimanded, watching Will nervously as he bent down quietly to pick up a stone. All Jack had told Will to do was make a distraction. When asked what kind of distraction, all his captain did was shrug and say, "Yer a clever boy, yeh figure it out."

So Will took the rock into his hands and turned, throwing it as hard as he could to only have it land loudly on the ground behind the two men. They stopped talking and looked in the direction of where Will was hiding.

Jack groaned, quietly. "Bad idea, mate!" He whispered, annoyed. Elizabeth's eyes widened as they started towards where Will was clutching the tree. "Oh boy, he's in fer it," Ana said, rubbing her eyes.

Elizabeth thought fast, going around to the other side of the building they were hiding behind and grabbed another rock, throwing it far away from Will. The two men spun looking at where it landed and narrowed their eyes at each other. Shrugging, they walked back to where they were before and started talking. But now they were much more alert as they spoke, glancing around every few seconds and talking in hushed voices.

Will let out a long breath, sinking down against the trunk. He caught Elizabeth's eye with a grateful smile, and she returned his gesture with a smirk and an amused shake of the head. "Will!" Jack whispered hoarsely. "Will! Do somefin' else! Keep tryin'!" He rasped.

Will threw his hands up and rolled his eyes. Making furious and flustered movements, he motioned to the two men who were still looking around suspiciously. "What am I supposed to do about them?" He mouthed.

Jack shrugged. Elizabeth sighed, exasperated, and pulled Jack away, before popping her head out. "Will," she whispered, leaning down to the ground. He looked directly at her, a nervous look in his eyes. It diminished as she smiled at him.

Elizabeth bit her lip and picked up a large tool that was at their feet. Lifting it, she gave a furtive glance at the two men and threw it underhand to Will. He caught it easily and lifted it, shrugging.

She made a series of hand gestures and pointed to it, then to the men. Will's eyes widened in recognition. "Ahhh," he breathed, looking down at the weapon. He peaked over his shoulder and gave Liz a wink.

"Just my luck," he thought, abandoning his and Liz's plan to throw the tool and hit one of them on the head. Another man was walking by on the other side of the fence behind the men. With a smirk, he aimed as best he could and threw the tool over it and nearly missed the other man.

The man jumped, covering his head with a loud yell. He started screaming at the other man what all four companions believed to be obscenities in Arabic. Both men started yelling back, before the victim began saying things Will thought must've been extremely insulting, for both men started towards him and they started arguing and yelling at each other, as well as picking up sand and thrusting it in each other's faces.

By the time Will had turned back to look at Jack, Ana, and Elizabeth, they'd gotten into a huge brawl, finally developing a large distraction away from the horses. With a smirk, Jack stated, a bit more proudly than he meant to, "Tha's a boy!"

Will made a frantic move with his arms, motioning them to get the horses. With a nod, Jack ushered the girls out from behind him and followed them to the horses. Will started towards a horse and felt immensely relieved that it was already saddled, as well as having packs of food on it. Jack lifted the weapon bag Will had been carrying over his back and untied the pears from the branch with skillful hands, before following after them. They each got one of the horses, before Will started at a gallop passed the arguing men. The other three tore after him, racing by the startled men. They yelled and tried to chase them, but found themselves covered in soot and dust blurring their eyes.

Jack and Will each let out loud whoops as they made their escapes onto a small trail that led in between to large hills. As they sprinted away on their new mares, Elizabeth let a grin stretch across the whole expanse of her face. She had never felt so free in her life, almost forgetting the perils that chased her and her friends.

Elizabeth leaned heavily against a tree outlining a large, grassy plain. "How long have we been riding?" She asked between breaths.

"About two or three hours. I think we've gotten away," Jack said, leaning down with his hands on his knees. The horses were about to lap up some water from a large lake.

"What is this?" Ana asked, pointing to the large body of water. "I think this is the Shatt al Jarid," Will said, sitting down with a thud and lying on his back. Elizabeth walked to him and plopped down beside him. "You did great," she said softly, reaching out a hand to wipe his escaped tendrils of dark hair away from his brow.

"It's a salt lake though," he said, becoming very comfortable with her stroking him like that. He shot up. "A salt lake!" He ran to the horses and pulled them back from the lake. "Jack! You know as well as I do what a salt lake does to an animal! It'll dry them up worse than if they had no water at all!" Jack helped him pull them back and they tied the tired horses to a tree.

"Wot are we s'posed ter drink, then?" Ana Maria asked, hands on hips.

"We'll find a spring, maybe. Those are grassy plains out there, and there must be some water to keep it that way." Will leaned against the tree the way Elizabeth was just moments before, as they heard voices nearing.

They didn't waste a second before diving under bushes and behind trees, guarding themselves from the trespassing voices. At the last second, Jack and Will grabbed as many supplies as they could from the horses, knowing it was the same men who watched the horses before. If they were to find the horses, they'd take them back, along with the supplies.

Elizabeth and Will were next to each other then, Will's arms encircling her waist and a hand clamped over her mouth. Her eyes widened as a foot landed near her hand. When it passed, she looked up at Will worriedly and opened her eyes wide. "The horses," she mouthed.

He shook his head, meaning her to let them be. They had most of the supplies they needed with them, thanks to Captain Sparrow and his first mate's quick thinking.

Another foot walked by their feet, almost stepping on Elizabeth's hand. She moved it quickly, and wrapped it around Will's neck, moving her face into his chest.

The voices soon died away, without the sounds of hoof beats. This meant that the horses had been left alone. Maybe they weren't seen, or maybe those men weren't who the adventurers thought.

Will let out a small breath and moved aside the large leaves obstructing his view so that he could see if the coast was clear. With a sigh of relief, he snuck out, helping Elizabeth out after him and looked around. "Jack," he called softly. "Ana?"

Elizabeth let out a small yelp of surprise when there was a loud thump behind her. Spinning around to look, she saw Jack standing there with a smug look. "Wot?" He asked when she narrowed her eyes angrily.

"You could have warned us before you jumped out of the tree like that," she said, putting her hands on her hips. "Are they gone?" They heard whispered above them. Jack looked up and nodded. "Yes, Ana. They're gone." She jumped down beside him with a sack on her back. "Good, it was getting a bit too cozy up there wit' all those bloody birds." She wiped off her shoulders, begrudgingly and glared into the tree she just came from. "Damn, I 'ate birds," she mumbled, walking to where the horses were tied.

Jack and Will tied the sacks of supplies back onto the horses again. "You think they saw the horses?" Will asked Jack, as the women went walking around the grounds.

"Nah, they would'a taken 'em, don't yeh think?" Jack answered, finishing with his horses, Will following.

By that time, the girls came back. "Will, there are large boot prints over out that ways some," Ana Maria said, pointing over her shoulder. He and Jack exchanged a look. "I'll go check it out," Jack said, going towards where Ana had pointed, pulling her along also to point out exactly where.

While they were gone, Will took out his guns and knife and attached them to his belt and fastened his machete to his shoulder straps. Elizabeth watched, standing idly by. "Will?" He looked up. "Yes, love?"

"How long of a trip will it be to get all the way through Tunisia and to Tripoli?" She asked, rubbing along her arm. He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, crossing his arms and pursing his lips. "Maybe about a week. Tunisia is quite large and there will be pretty much desert and grassy plains the whole way through. Not much to hide in, but we'll make it I believe." He smiled reassuring at her and turned to make sure all the saddles were secured and fastened.

"Now all we have to do is wait for Jack and Ana to get back," he said, turning and almost bumping into Elizabeth in the process.

"Well, how'd you get here so quick?" He asked, eyes wide. She smirked mischievously and wrapped her arms around his neck, before giving him a kiss that sent every other thought out of his head. When she broke away from him, she tucked a piece of hair behind his ear and smiled.

"Liz, you better stop doing that. Not that I don't like it. I do, really! I'm just afraid I might not have any smarts left in my head after long." She giggled and kissed his lips again.

"Whelp…like I've said from the beginning, ye've got no smarts ter lose," Jack said, coming out from behind the two lovers and breaking their moment. Will glared and let an amused smile cross his lips as Elizabeth laughed.

They all got onto their horses and grabbed the reigns. "Ready?" Jack asked, starting off at a slow gallop into the prairies atop his horse. They all followed, Will keeping his horse close next to Elizabeth's for obvious reasons of just wanting to be close to her.

"What are you doing!" Governor Swann asked, batting away the man who was trying to fix his wig behind him. "I am capable of doing this myself, thankyou very much!" He barked.

The man backed off and bowed, leaving as quickly as possible. There was a knock on his cabin door. "Governor Swann, sir. It's the Commodore. He says he needs you outside."

Weatherby Swann sighed, standing with a hand braced on his chair, and walked up on deck. "Yes, Commodore, what is it?" He asked as he reached the bow where Norrington stood with a looking glass.

"What exactly is the problem, Commodore?" Swann asked, hobbling up to him.

"There is no problem, all I needed to tell you is that we're well on our way to the Straight of Gibraltar. It seems there was an incident with a black pirate ship, fitting along the lines of Jack Sparrow's Black Pearl."

"Is that the ship they kidnapped Elizabeth in?" Governor Swann asked, urgently. "Yes, it is. Don't worry Governor, we're making good time." He turned and yelled for the lieutenant.

"Gillette!" The man came running to James, stopping in front of him and saluting.

"Yessir."

"Take Governor Swann back down to his cabin. All of this sun cannot be good for you, sir." He directed the last sentence towards Governor Swann himself.

"I'm not a child, Commodore," Weatherby stated, huffily. Norrington nodded towards Lieutenant Gillette, who took Swann by the arms and guided him below decks.

After looking through the eyeglass again, he heard footsteps behind him and turned. "Commodore sir," Gillette came up and stood next to him.

"Yes Gillette?"

"What exactly is our plan of action?"

"Sail full speed ahead. We have no time to spare. The sooner we find Elizabeth and hang the Turner pirate, as well as his captain, the sooner you and I move up in the ranks." He smirked over at Gillette as the younger man grinned.

"Excellent sir."

"Wot time is it?" Jack asked, wiping his face from the sweat the heat that radiated down on them caused. "I don't know," Will answered, shielding his face as they rode. "For a damn 'grassy plain' this is damn 'ot!" Ana barked to Will, who ignored her and looked next to him at Elizabeth.

She smiled at him, not complaining at all as they rode. He noticed she looked tired though. "Here, Jack. Maybe we should rest the horses for a bit." They all nodded, stopping their horses and sliding off.

"Anybody got water?" Jack asked, leaning heavily against his horse.

"No water, but we've got pears," Will said, wiping his forehead before getting out a rather soggy pear and throwing it to Jack. The captain bit into it hungrily, slobbering it all over his braided beard and mustache.

His first mate took out three more and handed one to Ana, one to Elizabeth who thanked him, and bit into one himself. "I suppose this is the best we've got for awhile, so be thankful we've at least got this," Elizabeth said, taking a bite out of her pear.

Will turned and fed some to his thirsty horse, rubbing its neck soothingly. The other three watched and followed action.

"Maybe we should walk," Elizabeth said, watching as her horse's eyes dropped somewhat. "They look so tired; I don't think they'll be able to carry us. We've been riding for at least three days, nonstop." Elizabeth's eyes drooped also.

"Maybe we should take a break Will…" Jack started.

"We can't!" Will interrupted, quickly. "The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we'll be rid of that damn medallion and the sooner we can get on with our bloody lives!" He huffed and dropped down to sit in the grass. "Why's it so bloody hot here?" He muttered, throwing his head back.

Elizabeth went to kneel next to him. "How much have you slept this whole time?" She asked softly. He just closed his eyes and shook his head, dismissively. "No, Will." She turned his head and caused him to open his eyes. They were bloodshot and horribly tired-looking.

"Will, you need sleep. It's almost evening. Sleep, please. It's not healthy to be awake for three days straight." She stroked the side of his face soothingly. "Jack, Ana and I got some sleep last night, but you stayed awake, I know you did."

"I had to make sure we weren't snuck up on…" he started, but she put a finger over his lips, silencing him. "No you didn't. Not by yourself, you didn't. You sleep now, and we'll each keep watch."

She laid him down, and he complied, albeit reluctantly.

Tucking an empty sack under his head, she let him get comfortable and he shut his eyes, his breathing becoming immediately even. "He's asleep, lassie," Jack said, watching the whole time. She looked up from Will's face and nodded, standing.

"Why didn't he tell us if he was tired?" She asked, glancing back at the sleeping young man. Jack smiled at her, seriously.

"The boy loves you. One thing he shares with his father besides his looks is his loyalty. The whelp's going to protect you till 'e dies."

Elizabeth looked back at Will. "He could've told us—But he didn't and now he's making himself worn out!"

"And 'e didn't, because he holds your safety over his own health," Ana said, crossing her arms with a smirk and looking at the younger woman.

Elizabeth smiled and looked down at her lover. Ana Maria's eyes clouded over slightly. "Yer lucky ter 'ave a man like 'im, Lizzie."

Elizabeth nodded and sat down beside Will, pushing a piece of stray hair away from his face tenderly. Jack and Ana smiled before sitting down beside each other and looking out at the sun setting in the horizon.

Will felt something scratching his nose and awoke, rubbing his face. He heard a soft giggle and turned over, feeling a scratching on his nose again. Sitting up he opened his eyes. "Wot's tha'?" He asked, groggily. His shirt was askew, his weapons no longer on his straps or belt.

Elizabeth threw the feather behind her and looked away innocently, Jack turning to stop the laugh that threatened to escape. "Yes, ha ha…very funny, Liz," Will said, rubbing his eyes again.

She laughed and hugged him. "I thought you had slept enough," she said, motioning to the sky. Upon looking up, he saw a full moon and millions of stars. Completely in awe, Will stood up and stared at the sky, pulling Elizabeth up with him.

She smiled up at the sky and back to him. He turned his head and looked down at her face that glowed in the moonlight. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" She asked, looking back up at the stars. "Yes," he answered softly, still staring at her.

Elizabeth turned when she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Will wasn't looking up anymore. "William Turner, you're not even looking at the stars," she said, amused.

"I don't need to," he said, leaning in to kiss her. She turned her whole body towards his and wrapped her arms around his neck. Jack rolled his eyes and turned away, choosing to look at a sleeping Ana Maria.

She held a lot less bane when she was asleep, her balking expression gone from her features and she seemed…peaceful. Raising his eyebrows, he shrugged, looking at the horizon and seeing nothing but an expanse of grassy plains and sparingly dotted with various bushes and plants.

Will pulled Elizabeth away from him and rested his forehead upon hers. "How 'bout getting some sleep, Liz?" He asked, motioning to the ground below for her to lie down. "I'll keep watch for you."

She smiled. "I think not, Mister Turner. You're getting some rest as well, if I am to sleep," she said, matter-of-factly. He chuckled softly. "Alright then, stay awake." He sat on the ground and leant against a small boulder, taking Elizabeth into his arms as she sat between his legs. He pulled her to lean against his chest gingerly.

Elizabeth sighed, placing her hands over the hands that latched over her stomach. "I love you," he murmured into her hair. Smiling, she snuggled deeper into his embrace and smiled back, "I love you as well."

(A/N:) Aha! So here it is! Chapter 22, you nice, patient peoples of the world! Sorry it took so long. It's a hard one to write because...I don't know why actually. Hm.

Anyways, I'm just going to cut to the chase and thank all you plentiful reviewers!

Review Thanks:

Kelsey Estel: Thanks so much for the review! It's much appreciated. And Liz told him what she thought. Whee! I did it!

LegolasLvr71: Liz is fine, as you see now. And Will took good care of her, even didn't get much sleep because of it. Thanks for the review!

A Bit Closer Johnny: I enjoyed the vase bit too! Heehee! And just for the record, I love your story. Thanks for the millions of reviews! Much love!

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AND THANKS TO ASHLEY (ARAMINTA DITCH) FOR BETA! SHE ROCKS! AND I LURVE HER!

Alright, well...that's it, except for one small and tiny thing:

THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO HALI (mz-turner) FOR HER BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HALI! I LOVE YOU MUCHO AND THIS ONE'S ALLLLL YOURS! From me to you.

(sings Happy Birthday) EVERYBODY SING FOR HALI! (sings again)

Happy Birthday Hali!

-williz