Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters. I also do not own 'Away From Me'. That song belongs to Puddle of Mudd.
Elizabeth's eyes slowly fluttered open to the sound of soft whistling. She rubbed the sleepy blur from her eyes and saw Will standing in the middle of the room. He had just finished dressing and he stopped his whistling at the sight of Elizabeth's open eyes. He strode over the bed sitting beside her.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked, grinning so big it looked as if he had slept with a hanger in his mouth.
"I did," she answered as he took her hand in his, kissing it softly. She sat up using one hand to hold the sheet against her covering her naked form. She slid her other hand behind Will's neck pulling his face close to hers. She took his lips with hers in a soft but passionate kiss. When they pulled away, Elizabeth saw the Cheshire cat grin return to Will's lips. She shook her head laughing at him.
"What?" he questioned innocently laughing also.
"It's just…I don't believe I've seen you this happy in quite some time," her voice had turned serious, knowing she was the cause for his happiness as well as his 'not so happiness.'
"Just a good night I guess," he shrugged his shoulders. He kissed her cheek and grabbed the sheet in one hand as he prepared to stand up. In quick motion, he jerked the sheet from the bed and she grasped as he got up. He threw the sheet to the floor as his eyes ravished her body hungrily. She sat there momentarily stunned. Will slowly back toward the door when he saw a mischievous smile spread across her lips and twinkle in her eyes. He let his eyes slip down her form as she lay back and slowly let her raised knees spread to each side. He felt his pulse quicken and his arousal grow and quickly divested himself of the garments he had just put on.
He made his way over to the bed and lay down beside her. After several moments of heated kissing and roaming hands, grunts and groans could be heard as their bodies slid together.
Loud fast-paced heavy footsteps could be heard going down the hall. Elizabeth assumed they belonged to Jack and made a mental note to herself to fix things with him immediately.
Jack walked quickly to the deck and went straight to the wheel. He desperately wanted to forget about what he had heard last night and again this morning. He began barking out orders to the crew and they sailed away from Tortuga.
Upon hearing footsteps, Jack turned his head to the side and saw Will and Elizabeth come onto the deck. He rolled his eyes with an exasperated sigh and turned his attention away from the two. He bent over retrieving the hidden bottle of rum from behind the wheel and drank while singing his favorite pirate song.
Will was so happy that he practically skipped his way to the dining hall. Upon entering, he spotted Mr. Gibbs sitting alone at the table. Still smiling ear to ear, Will waved at him as he walked past and went straight to the rum cabinet. He couldn't care less that Gibbs was watching him because he had witnessed this same event many times before. He retrieved the hairpin from his pocket and with record speed picked the lock. After getting a bottle and locking the cabinet, Will went over to the table and took a seat next to Gibbs.
"How are things, Will?" Gibbs asked, noticing the huge grin plastered on Will's face.
"Good. They're great."
"So, I've, uh…heard," he said with a laugh.
Will's cheeks flushed with embarrassment at that statement. He took a gulp from the bottle temporarily avoiding eye contact with Gibbs.
"And how's the 'situation'," he asked, a bit concerned.
"It's good. I suppose. Things seem to have returned to normal."
"That's good. Although Jack seems to be in some sort of funk now. Never really in a good mood lately."
"So, I've noticed. I try to stay out of his way."
"Aye. He'll come around," Gibbs said patting Will's arm.
Elizabeth walked swiftly over to the wheel where Jack was standing. She stood behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Startled, he whipped around facing her abruptly stopping his singing. She smiled at him and he only glared back at her. He couldn't believe the audacity of her. She acted so nonchalant around him.
She was a little frightened by the fire she saw shining in his eyes but desperately wanted to make things right again. "Jack, can we talk?" she asked.
Still glaring, he called out, "Ana!" and pointed to the wheel indicating for her to take over. He walked away as Anamaria took his place. Elizabeth followed him thinking they were going somewhere to talk. As he made his way to the side of the ship, Jack realized he was being followed and stopped. He quickly whirred around in a drunken manner to face her.
"What are you doing?" he asked her angrily.
"I thought we were going to talk."
"Well, Miss Swann, I have nothing to say to you. So if you'll excuse me." He turned again to walk away from her but her hand caught his arm causing him to stay. He quickly jerked his arm out of her grasp.
"But, Jack, I…" she was cut off with a quick shove from Jack. It wasn't hard enough to knock her down but she stumbled a few feet away from him before regaining her balance. With built up anger, she charged at him shoving him back. Taken by surprise, he stumbled backward falling on his butt and hit his head on the wall of the ship. Realizing what she had just done, Elizabeth ran over to him to help him up. "Jack, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it."
He shoved her off him, wanting none of her help. "Leave me!" he spat at her. He watched her timidly scurry away desperately wishing that they could reconcile.
Later that night, Elizabeth turned over in her bed. Will's eyes were closed and his breath had evened out. She reached out a hand and gently touched his bare shoulder.
"Will?" she whispered. She got no reaction. "Will?" she said a bit louder this time. Still getting no response, she knew he was asleep. She very slowly and carefully climbed out bed and put on a nightgown. She then quietly tiptoed out of the room and walked towards Jack's cabin. Knowing that she was probably unwelcome, she knocked lightly on the door. She impatiently danced from foot to foot and knocked again, a little louder this time glancing around nervously. After waiting a few moments, she turned to leave but then quickly decided against it. She grasped the handle and quickly entered Jack's cabin shutting the door behind her. She jumped when she heard the cocking of a pistol. Her eyes widened with fear when she saw Jack's hand holding a pistol gleaming in the moonlight and pointed right at her.
"Leave," was all he said.
"Jack," she said softly, bravely taking a couple steps in his direction.
"I will not hesitate to pull this trigger if you come any closer."
Knowing she was flirting with danger, she took two more steps towards the man lying on the bed. "Jack, please can we talk?" she begged him.
"There is nothing to discuss."
"Jack," a few steps closer, "I want to make things right between us." Another step. "You have been ignoring me all day."
"One more step and I'll shoot," he warned her.
"If you were really going to shoot me, you would have done so already," she stated closing the gap between them. She sat on the bed beside him and wrapped her slender fingers around the barrel of his pistol and brought it to rest on her temple. Her insides were trembling with fear but she managed to keep a cool exterior. "Well?" she questioned.
Defeated, he sighed and placed his pistol back inside his desk. "Talk," he said void of any emotion with a wave of his hand.
"I wanted to tell you I'm sorry, Jack. I'm sorry for slapping you. I'm sorry you had to listen to that last night. I know it must be awful for you to know I'm shared with another man. Will is my fiancée and he expects to bed me. I can't help that. But, Jack, you said some awful and hurtful things, too."
He could see tears slipping down her cheeks and he reached to brush them away. "Well, I can't say I'm sorry about the wench because like I said I have needs, too," he began softly. "But I am sorry about rubbing your nose in the fact. And I didn't mean it when I said you're just like them. You're not and you mean much more to me than they ever could." He sat up and slid his hand behind her head pulling her towards him and added, "I just don't like to share my women, love." He placed a short sweet kiss on her lips.
"I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do about that."
"You could choose me." He then pulled her roughly to him capturing her lips in a more fierce kiss. He tugged on her nightgown indicating he wanted it off and she helped him. He had been longing to feel her body and his hands roamed her entire body. He lifted the sheet allowing her to slip in beside his already naked body.
They spent an eternity just exploring each other with their hands and mouths getting reacquainted. When Jack felt he could wait no longer, he climbed on top of Elizabeth and slowly slid into her accepting tunnel. He moaned with pleasure. It had just been too damn long. He began a pumping rhythm and stared straight into her eyes.
Elizabeth stared up at Jack. Their bodies connecting. Their eyes connecting. Things had never been this intense with him before. She could actually feel the love as the two melted into one. She became short of breath from the physical exhaustion as well as the overwhelming emotions. The two shared their release together in perfect unison and Jack collapsed rolling to the side of her. He kissed her sweat-slicked shoulder and she ran her fingers through his matted hair. She understood that his feelings ran much deeper than she had thought.
"Choose me," he whispered so low she wasn't sure if she heard correctly. He continued caressing her body and placing gentle kisses on her neck. He smiled at the moan that escaped her lips as his fingers found their way to her most sensitive bud, stroking it lightly. Her muscles twitched at his touch and seeing her in pleasure turned him on. Soon, the two of them were at it once again.
Will awoke in the middle of the night to an empty bed once again. He felt a lump form in his throat and his heart dropped to his knees. He knew she was probably with Jack. Back to her old ways. He walked over to his desk and sat down. He lit a candle and opened a few drawers taking out a writing utensil, an ink well, a sheet of paper, and of course his flask filled with rum. He drank as he wrote, not wanting a face to face confrontation just yet. He channeled all of his emotions through his fingers and onto the paper, his words only slightly influenced by the rum. When he was finished, he signed it and placed it underneath the candle's light where Elizabeth was sure to find it. He quickly polished off the rest of his rum and jumped back into bed and fell into a fitful sleep.
Elizabeth slipped out of Jack's bed and pulled her nightgown over her head. "Thank you," she said as she bent down giving him one last kiss. "That was beautiful." Jack watched her leave, speechless, wishing she would stay and curled up to go to sleep.
When Elizabeth walked into her own cabin, she saw a candle burning on the desk and knew Will must have been awake. She walked over to blow it out and noticed a letter sitting on the desk. She sat down to read it.
My dearest Elizabeth,
Look at me now just sitting here by myself and I
Think you found someone else
Now I'm gonna have to find a way to put the bottle down and
Why can't you see
That I'm drowning in a pool of misery
So here I am I don't wanna be by myself and I
Think you're fucking someone else
Now I'm gonna have to find a way to take the knife out of my back and
How could you leave me
Stranded in a closet full of bull
I'm always afraid that you'll go Away From Me
I'm always afraid that you're lost in Somebody
I'm always afraid that you'll go Away From Me
I'm always afraid that you're lost
Maybe you could let me stay
Maybe just for one more day
You could help me stay the same
Maybe things won't ever change
Maybe we could taste the rain
You could push me out the way
Now I sit here by myself
Think about somebody else
How could you let them take you away from me
There's somebody else
I'm always afraid that you'll go Away From Me
I'm always afraid that you're lost in Somebody
I'm always afraid that you'll go Away From Me
I'm always afraid that you're fucking
I'm always afraid
Please don't leave me I truly love you,
Will
Elizabeth wiped the few tears that had fallen from her eyes. She had no idea that he really suspected them. She couldn't believe how much she had hurt him. She didn't know he was in so much pain. She knew she had to fix things and cover her tracks. Most of all, she feared the confrontation that awaited her in the morning.
She crumpled the letter, blew out the candle, and climbed into bed next to Will. She wrapped her arms around him cradling him into her and kissed the top of his head before drifting off to sleep.
A/N: I hope this chapter was worth the wait! It took me a while to come up with the idea. Sorry!