Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters. Lyrics Remember Me by Bo Bice and lyrics Broken by Seether

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Will had slept very restlessly the previous night waking up practically every hour. This morning he lay in bed extremely bored and unable to fall asleep again. After what felt like hours of lying in the same spot, Will stretched from his toes through to his fingertips and then he literally rolled out of bed.

He left his room in search of a tub not bothering to put on a shirt or shoes. When he located a tub, he heated water and filled it before dragging it back to his room. He opened a bottle of lavender oil he had bought for this day knowing it was Elizabeth's favorite scent and poured a generous amount in the hot water mixing it with his hand. He then pulled a rose from the bouquet he bought, ripping the petals off and sprinkled them across the water in the tub throwing the stem out his window.

Remembering he had one last task to complete before retrieving his fiancée, he headed to the kitchen preparing a breakfast of fruit, cream, and juice. He set the breakfast on a tray and carried it into the bedroom sitting it on his desk and covering the tray.

Then he tested the water finding it at a perfect temperature and walked toward Jack's cabin stopping in front of it with his fingers wrapped around the doorknob. He paused taking a deep breath preparing himself for whatever scene lay beyond the closed door. Exhaling, he turned the knob slowly and pushed open the door, his stomach lurching at the sight that lay before his eyes.

The first rays of light of the morning were peeking through the window cast across the bed where Elizabeth lay wrapped in Jack's arms. Their naked shoulders were exposed from where the sheet had dropped a few inches.

Will knew nothing could have prepared his eyes for this sight and as he felt the bile rise in his throat he ran over to the window. He thrust his head out the window breathing in the salty ocean air but it was no use. His stomach lurched again and he heaved over the edge of the boat.

Elizabeth awoke upon hearing Will's chokes and gags and gasps for air. She flew out of bed quickly pulling her gown over her head and rushed to Will's side by the window. She pulled the hair back away from his face holding it at the nape of his neck and he spat trying to clean his mouth out.

"Will, are you alright?" Elizabeth asked wide-eyed and concerned.

"Fine," he snapped. "It's just it's not everyday you get to see your fiancée in bed naked and lying with another man." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he leaned over and heaved once more out of the window. Elizabeth turned her face away allowing him to finish before gripping his arm and pulling him fast toward the door.

"We have to get you out of here," she said pushing him out into the hallway. "Not the best start for our day," she smiled uneasy at him trying to lighten the mood wiping her hand across his sweat-slicked forehead seeing the color returning to his face.

"Wait right here and don't move," he told her and then ran off to rinse his mouth out and grabbed a mint leaf to chew. Satisfied, he returned finding Elizabeth standing in the middle of the hall right where he left her. He scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom gently setting her down on the bed. After locking the door, he slipped his pants off letting them drop to the floor stepping out of them leaving him completely naked.

He walked over to her swinging freely and hooked his thumbs under the neck of her gown pushing it off of her shoulders and slipping it down exposing her bare chest. He took her hand pulling her from the bed allowing her gown to fall the rest of the way to the floor leaving her, too, completely naked.

"I've got this bath prepared for us, but first…" he pulled her over to the desk opening a drawer and retrieving her diamond ring. "I think this belongs here," he finished, slipping the sparkling rock onto her bare ring finger. She smiled at him, the shine in her eyes matching the one of her diamond.

"Now, it's time to get pampered," he said to her dragging her to the tub. He stepped in first pulling her inside in front of him. Sitting down, he pulled her down squeezing her between his legs and wrapping his arms around her pulling her back to him.

"This is beautiful," she told him eyeing the rose petals floating on the water's surface. "And it smells wonderful," she breathed.

Will moved all of her hair over one shoulder and bent his head down kissing her neck, gently scraping his teeth along her smooth skin. She moaned her appreciation to him and felt him respond. He was hard, pressing into her back and she purposely adjusted herself, rubbing into him.

"Elizabeth," he breathed, cupping her chin and twisting her face toward his to plant a soft kiss on her plump pouty lips. When they broke the kiss, they were breathless staring at one another lost in a trance.

Will grabbed the sponge from beneath the water washing first his own body and then Elizabeth's. Taking his time, he made sure he touched every inch of her body. When they both could stand it no longer, Will stood up and stepped out of the tub helping her up. He lifter her up in his hands, cupping her rear as she wrapped her legs around him and he gently lowered her onto him.

Elizabeth moaned as he filled her enjoying the feeling of his body touching every part of hers. He slammed her back into the wall with more force than he had intended causing her to yelp. Realizing she was only shocked and not hurt, he continued pumping into her leaning all their weight into the wall. They felt the pressure building inside and came in unison and then slumped together. Too tired to do anything, Will carried Elizabeth to the bed and laid her down climbing in beside her.

"I love you, Elizabeth," Will said stroking her cheek.

"I love you, too, Will," she answered before leaning over landing a soft kiss on his lips.

When their strength was up, Will set the tray of fruit on the bed along with some chocolates dipping the fruit in the cream and alternating between feeding her and himself.

Much of the rest of the day went similar to the one before. They spent the day talking and laughing and reminiscing. Elizabeth wasn't bored in the slightest but wondered why the two days were so similar.

As evening approached, Will told her he had to go prepare dinner. He got dressed and headed to the kitchen where he spent the time preparing their food himself and making sure it was perfect. After arranging the pasta and bread onto a platter, he set them on a tray and had Anamaria fetch the small table and extra chair from Jack's cabin.

She met him at the door taking the tray while he set up the table and arranged the chairs. He took the tray from her thanking her for the help and closed the door behind him. Will set the food on the table setting the vase holding the roses in the center. He then placed a candle on each side of the roses and lit them. Satisfied with the set up, he popped the cork of his wine bottle pouring each of them a glass. Will turned around to find Elizabeth's eyes on him, love shining in her eyes.

"Dinner is served, madam," he said jokingly. Elizabeth stood, putting on a fresh gown and walked to the table where Will pulled her chair out waiting for her to be seated and pushing it in again. When he was seated across from her she spoke.

"Will, this is amazing. And it smells delicious!" After tasting her pasta she added, "This tastes really great. Did you cook this?"

"Yes, I did," he said smiling, "All by myself."

She laughed at the proud look on his face and raised her glass to him. "To love," she toasted.

"To spending a life time together," he added.

"Cheers," she responded and they clinked their glasses together. She took a sip grateful for tasty wine rather than more rum. When they finished their meal, Will pulled a piece of folded paper from his pocket.

"Elizabeth, last night I wrote you a poem. I had to get my feeling out and when I put them on paper, I felt so much better. Would you like me to read it to you?" he asked suddenly wishing he hadn't told her about it.

"Yes, please," she answered him curiously.

Will cleared his throat and wiped his hands on his pants. He began sweating as the nerves suddenly hit him. He unfolded the paper clearing his throat once again before beginning.

"Darkness calls and sheds its light on me
It makes me feel like what we had was really nothing at all
Now do you care or am I in this alone
Well maybe I am

So this is love
It feels like agony
I want you here
Cause the thought of you with someone else is hell on earth
I can't breathe
Knowing that you don't believe
In all that we had
So all that I ask is
Remember me
Remember all the times
All the endless nights
We didn't want to see
Oh remember me
and how I made you laugh
Till I made you cry we had everything

So don't you ever forget
Never forget, remember me "

He finished and folded the paper back placing it on the table before looking into her eyes. He was surprised to find them glistening with tears.

"Good or bad?" he questioned.

"The words were good but you seem to be preparing to let me go. Like your giving up," she said swiping at a tear.

"Truthfully, I have no idea what to expect. That is how I was feeling last night. Well, for a while actually. But I can promise you one thing. I most certainly have not given up. I just don't want to be completely crushed if you don't choose to be with me."

"Convince me," she crooked her finger at him in a come hither motion.

He carried her to the bed lying down with her and she pulled her gown over her head and his hands were on her instantly, cupping her breasts, making her draw a sharp breath. She touched him, too, then stroking his chest with her fingertips over his pants until she felt him shudder. He stripped his clothes and she stroke him again, and she felt his fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips as she moved to meet him. They tormented each other touching and kissing and sliding together, gasping small laughs as they collided in heat until Elizabeth thought she'd scream if he didn't take her. "Now," she said finally. "Please, now."

"Come here," he said pulling her over on top of him. "Stay on top of me this time. You'll like it better."

He was lovely and hot under her, and she stretched against him, forgetting the night before. He was moving under her now pulling her hips up to his, spreading her thighs apart with his legs.

"Whenever you're ready." Will kissed her shoulder. "Just don't wait too long or I'll lose my mind."

He was hard between her thighs, and she rocked a little against him and watched him close his eyes. His hands were suddenly tight on her waist, as if he were trying to make her listen harder. "You make me crazy. I've been thinking about you for two days."

She took a deep breath and found him with her hand. He held her hips so tightly she knew she'd have fingerprint bruises the next day. She guided herself over him and eased him a little way into her. He felt wonderful and her heart pounded and she felt her blood begin to rush and she stopped, trying to keep from spinning out of control.

Elizabeth moved against him slowly, holding him hard inside her feeling her skin heat, trying to keep her breathing slow as she watched his face etched with ecstasy. She squeezed him with the muscles inside her and her heart pounded as she watched him suck in his breath. Then she moved her hips against his and he moved to meet her, and her blood began to bubble.

She eased herself up until she was sitting, straddling him until he was high inside her. He ran his hands up her body and she could feel the pressure growing, little flames of heat licking inside her as she rocked against him. The licking flames flared into a hot spiral, and she knew that it was going to explode. Then Will arched up to hold her, dragging her down to his warmth and she was wrapped safe in his arms as he moved convulsively inside her.

"Come on, Elizabeth," he breathed into her ear, and she pressed herself hard down against him and then everything did explode in a surge of flames and she rocked against him over and over crying out when he cried out in his own climax. She clutched at him until even the tiny aftershocks inside her were gone.

"I love you, Will," she said with tears streaming down her face.

"I love you, too," he answered wiping the tears from her cheek. "I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh. I want to hold you high and steal your pain away. Cause I'm broken when I'm open and I don't feel like I am strong enough. Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome and I don't feel right when you're gone away."

They cradled each other in their arms comforting one another and fell asleep.