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Elizabeth awoke the next morning feeling at peace wrapped in a pair of strong arms. She turned over to face Will and her stirring caused him to wake up. He pulled her closer to him flat against his chest.

"Mmm," he moaned appreciatively. "So, how does it feel to be the future Mrs. William Turner?" he asked while he ran his fingers through her hair.

"What makes you so sure that's who I am?" she asked pulling back a bit to look in his eyes.

"After last night, I have no doubts," he answered smiling at her, his face a mask of pure cockiness.

"Well, don't get your hopes to high yet. I haven't made my final decision yet." Elizabeth saw Will's face fall and she quickly added, "But you're chances are looking very good."

He leaned into her giving her a passionate kiss that she'd be sure to remember. When they broke the kiss, Elizabeth climbed out of bed and got dressed.

"I'm going to think it over today and I'll make my decision. I'll let you both know tomorrow." With that said, she left heading up to the main deck for some well needed sun light.

Will then got out of bed as well and got dressed. As he stepped out of his room, he came face to face with Jack, who had also just stepped out of his room. They glared at each other for a few moments staring each other down. It was Will who finally broke the silence.

"Elizabeth said she would let us know of her decision tomorrow."

"Good luck," Jack said to him sticking out his hand.

"Good luck," Will said back, taking Jack's extended hand in his own for a handshake. They dropped the stiff handshake and walked out to the deck where they avoided each other for the rest of the day.

That night Elizabeth elected to stay with Anamaria in her cabin. After setting up a cot in the small almost non-existent cabin, they lay side by side in their beds.

"I don't know what to do," Elizabeth whined for what felt like, to Anamaria, the hundredth time that night.

"I'm tired of hearing you whine. I'm obviously not sleeping until you figure this out. So, here's what we're going to do. You can list the pros and the cons of both of the guys and then the choice should be obvious. Good plan?" she questioned hopefully.

"It's worth a try," Elizabeth agreed.

"OK, first, there's Will. He obviously loves you."

"Yes."

"And you're already technically engaged."

"Well, yes."

"And he would make a wonderful husband and father."

"I believe so."

"Anything else?" Ana prompted.

"Well, like you mentioned he loves me, but also he tells me so. Quite often."

"That's always nice."

"And he's very handsome."

"That's important."

"Um, he has all his teeth," they laughed together. "On a more serious note, he would provide well for me." Elizabeth paused thinking some more. "He's also my best friend and I've known him practically forever."

When she was silent for a while, Ana spoke. "What about the cons? Are there any?"

"Well," Elizabeth thought carefully about the question, "If I stay with Will, we'll go back to Port Royal and stay permanently. I'll never see any of you again. And then there's that newly developed temper of his. It scares me."

"He's not drinking anymore is he?" Ana asked.

"No, I don't think so."

"Has he shown his temper since he quit?"

"Actually, now that you mention it, I haven't seen it since. But you know what, sometimes he seems a little too clingy or needy. This situation has made it much worse."

"I imagine it would. Okay, is there anything else?" When Elizabeth only shrugged her shoulders, Ana moved on. "Okay, what about Jack? He's lazy. He'll probably never get married. I'm pretty sure he'd be a lousy husband and father. With Jack you would be at sea for most of your life, a fugitive on the run. You'll pretty much never see your father. Oh, and what about the drinking? He drinks rum like a fish drinks water."

"Okay! Are you through with the Jack bashing?" Elizabeth asked obviously agitated.

"No, he doesn't have all real teeth," Ana laughed trying to lighten the mood. She was flooded with relief as Elizabeth laughed with her.

"Well, also the day I spent with him, he never told me he loved me."

"Okay, how about the pros," Ana changed the subject upon seeing the sad look on Elizabeth's face.

"Well…" she hesitated trying to think. "He's quite exciting."

"That he is," Ana agreed.

"And he's funny."

"Yes."

"And he's good looking."

Ana raised her eyebrows at her obviously disagreeing.

"Well, you know in a poor hygiene pirate sort of way."

"Anything else?" Ana asked.

"Well, Jack said some really beautiful things to me. But also sometimes I feel he has no morals. And he lies quite a bit." Ana nodded. "And Will, he wrote me a poem. I feel as if he's almost given up." Elizabeth sighed in frustration.

"Well, to me with everything you've said, the choice seems so simple. But I can't make this decision for you."

"If it's so obvious, then why can't I choose? I love them both and I want them both! I guess I know the smart decision but will I be satisfied? Either way I'm not sure." Elizabeth groaned in frustration putting a pillow over her face to muffle out the sound.

"Look," Ana started, "Just go with your heart. Whatever it tells you. And get some sleep and you'll feel better. I've helped you as far as I can. Now, the rest is up to you. Good night," she finished, blowing out the candle illuminating the room.

"Good night," Elizabeth answered but it was no use. Anamaria was already asleep and snoring.

After hours of lying awake going back and forth between the two choices, Elizabeth became at peace with her decision and was able to fall into an only slightly fitful sleep.

The next morning Elizabeth awoke and turned toward the other bed in the room. Empty. Anamaria had already woken up and left. Elizabeth lay awake in bed for as long as she could stand, not wanting to face Jack and Will. She knew as soon as she stepped foot outside the room, she would be bombarded.

Finally, she mustered up enough courage to face the day. She crossed the room to the door slowly opening it and poking her head out. The coast was clear. She stepped into the hallway and jumped when she saw the both of them pacing back and forth on the deck. She took a deep breath and walked up to them.

Upon seeing her, they both rushed over to her frantically grabbing at her and demanding to know the outcome. Elizabeth jerked away from them composing herself and allowing them both to calm down.

"I suppose there's somewhere private we could go to do this," she asked them, seeing everyone's eyes on them.

Jack walked them to the upper deck. "I suppose this well be fine," he said impatiently with a wave of his hand. "Go about your business!" he yelled to the crew and everyone went back into motion.

She began speaking as she looked at them, their eyes intent on hers. "First of all I want to tell you that both of my days with you were absolutely amazing and wonderful. I couldn't have asked for anything more. Will, you're an amazing man and I love you. You know that. Jack, you are incredible as well. And I also love you. I spent all last night talking out the situation and thinking about it. I hate that it has all come down to this but I have made a final decision to end this whole mess. I don't want to hurt either of you but I've put myself in this situation. I hope that you will be able to forgive me some day." She paused as her eyes started to well up with tears. "Well, I guess I have dragged this on long enough," she said wiping a tear away. "The man I am choosing to stay with is…"

She drew a deep breath preparing for their reactions and the two men were holding their breath. She closed her eyes and a trickle of fresh tears fell down both cheeks.

"I choose you," she said opening her eyes staring square into his face.

A/N: I know. Evil cliffhanger. I couldn't help myself. Only 1 more chapter to go! Let me know what you think.