Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters
A/N: thanks to SparrowSavvy I have indeed decided to continue this story
although I'm unsure of how I want to end it.
Elizabeth quietly crept into the cabin she shared with Will careful to avoid any squeaky boards. She quickly stripped out of her dress and slipped into her nightgown. She ran a hand through her mussed hair as she looked at Will sleeping. 'he looks just like an angel' she thought. She carefully lifted the corner of the blanket and slowly slid into bed next to Will careful not to wake him.
She lay still unable to keep the smile from her face as the night's previous events danced in her head. A small sigh escaped her lips at the thought of finally becoming a woman. Just then Will stirred slightly startling her. 'Could I really be that evil' she thought, letting out a snicker, unable to believe she had actually momentarily forgot about the man sleeping next to her.
She questioned herself for what felt like the millionth time of her feelings for Will. Sure she still loved him, right? Of course. Then why did she feel no remorse about what had been going on? Everyday she found it harder and harder to believe herself as her feelings for Jack grew. But what she had for Jack wasn't love, she was pretty sure of herself where he was concerned. Lust was more like it. That's all it is. 'I'll just have my cake and eat it too.'
Elizabeth's thoughts slowly tapered off and her mind floated off into dreamland. Totally oblivious of the pair of piercing, accusing eyes belonging to the man that lay awake beside her.
Elizabeth's eyes flew open and she found herself alone in the bed she shared with Will. Her eyes quickly scanned the cabin. She was alone. Unsure of what time it was, she got out of bed and dressed before going up to the deck.
She spotted Jack in his usual place behind the wheel. He was standing alone and his eyes seemed glazed over like he was lost in a trance. She let her eyes roam the ship seeing various crewmembers before spotting Will. He was sitting alone on a box leaning up against the wall of the ship. He glanced up at her just as she made her way over to him. She smiled at him as she walked to him, a little extra bounce in her step. He squinted into the sun and returned a forced smile.
"Why didn't you wake me up this morning?" she asked him when she had reached him.
"You just looked so peaceful. I didn't have the heart to wake you," he said averting his eyes from her.
There was a small somewhat uncomfortable silence between them. She shoved him over a bit giving herself enough room to sit beside him. She turned her head leaning in to kiss him but he turned his head causing her to miss his lips and catch his cheek.
"Will?" she asked confused.
He was avoiding eye contact. She put her hands on both sides of his face forcing his head to turn towards her. She cocked her head to the side, eyes sparkling and lips curling into flirtatious smile, as she let her hands slide from his face and down his body. 'God, how innocent she looks' Will thought as he momentarily warmed to her touch and his breath hitched in his chest.
"Will, what's the matter?"
She got no response. Only silence. Will turned his head back to stare straight ahead crossing his arms over his chest as he shook her hands from his body. She seemed surprised and confused, caught off guard for only a moment.
"Fine. If that's how you want it..." she said imitating his actions. Staring straight ahead, crossed arms, throwing her head back in mock anger. She caught Jack glancing at the two of them out of the corner of his eyes. Was that smile playing on his lips? Could he actually find happiness from their argument?
Suddenly Will grabbed her arm turning her towards him, startling her and shaking all thoughts from her head. She gasped at the anger she saw flashing in his eyes.
"Where were you last night?"
"Why I was with you."
"I heard you come in late. Long after we had gone to bed. Where were you?" he strained to keep his voice on a low level.
"I couldn't sleep. I came up to get some fresh air. It was a cool night and the wind was blowing. It was quite nice really." She flashed him her innocent smile again wondering if he would believe her with her rediculous details. He eyed her suspiciously. He had no proof of any wrong doings although his suspicions had started months ago.
Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead from fear and anticipation. He had been staring at her for hours it felt like. She leaned in and placed a soft gentle kiss on his lips.
"Elizabeth, promise me that's the truth. Promise me that's what you did."
"I promise."
"I love you, Elizabeth."
"I love you too, Will."
She kissed him once more before standing and felt a hand on hers as she tried to walk away. She spun around looking at her diamond-clad hand wrapped in Will's. He opened his mouth to speak but then quickly snapped it shut again. She lifted an eyebrow as if to ask him what. He only smiled at her and placed a soft kiss on her hand before releasing it and watching her walk away.
Jack had been watching the whole display of affection between the two and was now staring daggers at Will. All guilt had drained his body and all he saw was another man's hands on 'his' woman.
Elizabeth quietly crept into the cabin she shared with Will careful to avoid any squeaky boards. She quickly stripped out of her dress and slipped into her nightgown. She ran a hand through her mussed hair as she looked at Will sleeping. 'he looks just like an angel' she thought. She carefully lifted the corner of the blanket and slowly slid into bed next to Will careful not to wake him.
She lay still unable to keep the smile from her face as the night's previous events danced in her head. A small sigh escaped her lips at the thought of finally becoming a woman. Just then Will stirred slightly startling her. 'Could I really be that evil' she thought, letting out a snicker, unable to believe she had actually momentarily forgot about the man sleeping next to her.
She questioned herself for what felt like the millionth time of her feelings for Will. Sure she still loved him, right? Of course. Then why did she feel no remorse about what had been going on? Everyday she found it harder and harder to believe herself as her feelings for Jack grew. But what she had for Jack wasn't love, she was pretty sure of herself where he was concerned. Lust was more like it. That's all it is. 'I'll just have my cake and eat it too.'
Elizabeth's thoughts slowly tapered off and her mind floated off into dreamland. Totally oblivious of the pair of piercing, accusing eyes belonging to the man that lay awake beside her.
Elizabeth's eyes flew open and she found herself alone in the bed she shared with Will. Her eyes quickly scanned the cabin. She was alone. Unsure of what time it was, she got out of bed and dressed before going up to the deck.
She spotted Jack in his usual place behind the wheel. He was standing alone and his eyes seemed glazed over like he was lost in a trance. She let her eyes roam the ship seeing various crewmembers before spotting Will. He was sitting alone on a box leaning up against the wall of the ship. He glanced up at her just as she made her way over to him. She smiled at him as she walked to him, a little extra bounce in her step. He squinted into the sun and returned a forced smile.
"Why didn't you wake me up this morning?" she asked him when she had reached him.
"You just looked so peaceful. I didn't have the heart to wake you," he said averting his eyes from her.
There was a small somewhat uncomfortable silence between them. She shoved him over a bit giving herself enough room to sit beside him. She turned her head leaning in to kiss him but he turned his head causing her to miss his lips and catch his cheek.
"Will?" she asked confused.
He was avoiding eye contact. She put her hands on both sides of his face forcing his head to turn towards her. She cocked her head to the side, eyes sparkling and lips curling into flirtatious smile, as she let her hands slide from his face and down his body. 'God, how innocent she looks' Will thought as he momentarily warmed to her touch and his breath hitched in his chest.
"Will, what's the matter?"
She got no response. Only silence. Will turned his head back to stare straight ahead crossing his arms over his chest as he shook her hands from his body. She seemed surprised and confused, caught off guard for only a moment.
"Fine. If that's how you want it..." she said imitating his actions. Staring straight ahead, crossed arms, throwing her head back in mock anger. She caught Jack glancing at the two of them out of the corner of his eyes. Was that smile playing on his lips? Could he actually find happiness from their argument?
Suddenly Will grabbed her arm turning her towards him, startling her and shaking all thoughts from her head. She gasped at the anger she saw flashing in his eyes.
"Where were you last night?"
"Why I was with you."
"I heard you come in late. Long after we had gone to bed. Where were you?" he strained to keep his voice on a low level.
"I couldn't sleep. I came up to get some fresh air. It was a cool night and the wind was blowing. It was quite nice really." She flashed him her innocent smile again wondering if he would believe her with her rediculous details. He eyed her suspiciously. He had no proof of any wrong doings although his suspicions had started months ago.
Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead from fear and anticipation. He had been staring at her for hours it felt like. She leaned in and placed a soft gentle kiss on his lips.
"Elizabeth, promise me that's the truth. Promise me that's what you did."
"I promise."
"I love you, Elizabeth."
"I love you too, Will."
She kissed him once more before standing and felt a hand on hers as she tried to walk away. She spun around looking at her diamond-clad hand wrapped in Will's. He opened his mouth to speak but then quickly snapped it shut again. She lifted an eyebrow as if to ask him what. He only smiled at her and placed a soft kiss on her hand before releasing it and watching her walk away.
Jack had been watching the whole display of affection between the two and was now staring daggers at Will. All guilt had drained his body and all he saw was another man's hands on 'his' woman.