Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters.

Elizabeth lay quiet and still next to Will in bed. She had been lying on her back staring at the ceiling for hours thinking about Will's actions throughout the day. He had been very moody running through his emotions faster than any pregnant woman ever had. She had, of course, done his bidding and stayed by his side the entire day, not wanting to test his patience any further. Thoroughly frightened by his roughness, she wanted to do nothing to tempt his anger.

Elizabeth had managed to exchange silent glances with Jack, having entire conversations without speaking any actual words. Will, on the other hand, had avoided Jack all day. He wouldn't go near him, nor would he even look at him. Will was angry, upset, ashamed, embarrassed…the list could go on. In just one days time, Elizabeth noticed that Will was withdrawing into himself once again becoming just a shell of a man.

She had felt horrible that night when they retired to the cabin. Watching him walk slouched over, she saw that he moved like he was 80 years old. His spirit was totally lacking and when she looked into his empty lifeless eyes as he spoke she knew that her Will was practically dead inside. She remembered exactly what he had said to her without any emotion at all.

"Elizabeth," he said looking her square in the eyes while he undressed for the night. "I am much too tired to do anything but sleep tonight." After a short pause he added quietly, "If that's a problem, you know where to find Jack."

She couldn't do anything but stare at him shocked, eyes wide and mouth agape, as he crawled into bed under the covers. Without waiting for her, he blew out the candle that was lit on the desk and turned his back toward her side of the bed. She stood in the same spot in the moonlit room for several minutes. Her heart was breaking with the words that had left his mouth. Finally after pulling what was left of herself together, she slipped into a nightgown and slid into bed in the same position in which she now lay.

She wiped her face with the back of her hand knowing that she was going to hurt Will even more. Twisting the covers tightly in her hands, she began to contemplate her decision. Elizabeth had been lying awake alone for far too long and was beginning to get antsy. Biting her lip, she looked over at Will. Definitely asleep. She had been listening to his steady rhythmic breathing and the light snore that had just kicked in.

Her mind was screaming at her to go. "Leave! Leave now! This is your chance!" It screamed at her over and over but her body just wouldn't cooperate. She was becoming far more than annoyed by the voice. Not able to hold out any longer, she leaned over and kissed Will on the cheek before exiting the room.

Elizabeth had taken only two steps in the direction of Jack's cabin before pausing. Chewing her bottom lip and wringing her hands in one another, she began having second thoughts. Her conscience had finally kicked in and was arguing with the little devil in her. Torn between the two, she finally cursed her conscience and ran in the opposite direction to the deck.

She ran about half way to the helm and collapsed into a heap on the floor. She put her face in her hands feeling desperately like she needed to cry, but the tears would not come. Frustrated at her own body, she just sat there curled in a little ball taking deep breaths. 'Well, I have a damn alibi at least,' she thought to herself.

She didn't know how long she had sat there staring out at the starry sky. Lately, it seemed that she was losing her concept of time. She stood up brushing the dirt, sand, and god knows what else from her nightgown and walked to the cabins with the intent of entering her own. As she walked down the hall, her legs betrayed her carrying her straight to Jack's door. She stood there for a moment laughing at herself. 'I'm sure he's asleep,' she said to the voice of temptation inside her.

She opened the door to his pitch-black room and stepped inside not shutting the door entirely behind her. Waiting a moment for her eyes to focus, she spotted Jack sprawled out on his bed wearing only his pants. On first glance he appeared to be asleep for his eyes were closed and his chest kept a steady and even rise and fall. Not really sure whether she was disappointed or relieved, she started out the door.

"Leaving so soon, love?" she heard a deep voice call out to her.

She stopped with her back to him. Her heart was pounding and her breath quickened. Spinning around to face him, she saw that he hadn't moved, only opened his eyes.

"Well, I thought you were asleep," she answered him closing the door.

"Light sleeper," he shot back.

She walked over to his bed and he slid over to make room for her to sit. She sat beside him, facing him, and took his hands with hers. They interlocked their fingers and sat silent a few moments. It was quite a while before either of them dared to speak. It was Elizabeth who finally broke the silence.

"Will knows. What are we going to do?"

"Does he know you're gone?"

"No, he's been asleep for quite some time. As we both should be."

Jack wasn't sure if the small bit of anger he heard in her voice was directed at him or herself. He sat quietly letting her words sink in before speaking.

"As I said before, love, the question is not 'what are we going to do?' But simply 'what are you going to do?'" he asked looking into her eyes. "I told you before it is your decision."

"I was wondering what your thoughts were on the situation, Jack."

"No, no, no. I don't want my thoughts and opinions to sway your decision either way. You got yourself into this mess. Now, be a big girl and get yourself out."

"Yeah, well, you kind of helped get me into this mess," she narrowed her eyes at him, "so I thought you could help get me out."

He gripped the back of her neck and roughly pulled her down to him forcefully crushing his lips against hers. Jack kissed her with all the passion he could muster, sucking the breath from her lungs. When they broke the kiss, she desperately choked and gasped for air.

"What are you doing?" she breathed.

"Helping you make your decision as you asked," he answered her with a lusty look in his eyes. He captured her lips again causing her to whimper lightly. It didn't take long before the two were tangled between the sheets.

Will jolted awake in his bed, drenched in sweat. Sitting, he looked over to find once again that Elizabeth was missing. He slammed his fist down on the mattress so hard that it shot a pain up his arm. He jumped out of bed and stomped out of the room. Trying to give her the benefit of the doubt, he headed up to the deck. Empty. What a surprise. Feeling defeated, he walked back to the cabins with heavy footsteps. He walked up to Jack's door and stopped, pressing his ear against the wooden door. Sure enough, he could hear moans of pleasure coming from not only Jack but also a woman. Not just any woman. His woman.

He could hear her crying out Jack's name and pushed himself away from the door. It was too much too handle. That name was never supposed to pass through those lips in such a way. His sadness came and past so quickly he didn't have time to shed a single tear. Then the anger set in. His fists were balled so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his fingernails dug into his palms. He wanted nothing more than to barge in and disrupt their little escapade and beat the both of them to a bloody pulp. He knew that he never would. Never could. He wasn't that type of man. So he did the only thing he could do. Wait. He angrily paced the hall waiting for Elizabeth to emerge and expose her once and for all.

Jack slammed into Elizabeth repeatedly burying himself as deep into her as possible and she willingly took him all. Suddenly his teeth bit into the soft flesh of her neck causing her to cry out with pleasure and pain all at once. Gradually his thrusts became harder and harder. The look in his eyes was almost animalistic. Elizabeth had never felt this intense with him before. She sucked and kissed his lips hungrily and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. She felt her release building and about to explode.

"Let go," she breathed to him. Then, they came in perfect unison. Jack collapsed and lay beside her. She let her fingers play in his hair and kissed his sweat coated cheek. "Jack, I think you just made my decision even harder," she laughed.

Suddenly feeling guilty, he pushed her away from him. "Go. Be with Will."

She looked at him confused.

"Just go. He could wake up."

She kissed him once more on his lips before getting up to get dressed. She wished him pleasant dreams and walked out the door still facing him. She pulled the door slowly and quietly shut trying not to make a sound. When she heard the door click shut and she stood up straight smoothing her gown and her hair. Smiling to herself she turned to go to her room and jumped about a foot into the air. She stood there stiff as a board unable to move. Unable to speak. Looking as if she'd just seen a ghost, her face was one of total shock and horror. She had come face to face with a fuming, red-faced Will.