Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Pirates of the Caribbean or Titanic, characters, storylines, anything…

Author's Note: I will not reveal quite yet my pairing. Try and figure it out as you go, its more interesting this way I believe and if you knew right away it would lose that quality. Please enjoy…sorry for my slow updates…college is coming closer…

Chapter 4: Dressing

Elizabeth dressed quickly, knowing that her time was limited at this point. As soon as she finished dressing a knock was heard at the door. She made her way to the door frame, peeking around the corner to see if it was truly who she hoped was at the door, she was correct.

"May I be invited in?" Sparrow asked kindly, clearly wanting to make a good impression for some reason.

William hesitated at the sight of him but knew it was Elizabeth's wishes for him to join them for dinner, "Of course, where are my manners?"

Jack grinned because he could see he wasn't welcome by the young man who he supposed was holding back a few unkind remarks, "Is the lovely Elizabeth available?"

William sneered at the way Jack had imposed the word 'available' as though asking if she was courting anyone and at how the familiarity was rudely announced, "I believe Mr. Swann would appreciate it if you referred to his daughter by Ms. Swann and no, she currently is not available."

Elizabeth retracted back into her room, realizing for a moment that William was jealous of Jack being in her presence, although she couldn't quite understand why.

"Ah, what a pity…I suppose I'm here than just to receive some clothing for the evening." Jack replied, seeming a little upset he would not be able to see the lovely Elizabeth.

"That was all you were supposed to receive at this time." William snapped back, not realizing his eagerness.

Jack's eye twitched, "What shall I be receiving later than, ay?"

William grunted his teeth together baring his hatred for the man in front of him; unable to understand why Elizabeth would take kindly to a man of his statue.

While William gathered some clothes for Jack to dress in, Elizabeth left the room, passing them, "I'll be back in a bit, I'm stepping out to have some tea with a woman named Molly Brown on the first class promenade."

William nodded as she passed, having been given permission earlier from Elizabeth's father to allow her out for this event only.

"She's something isn't she?" Jack asked William, highly out of surprise to him.

Afraid to answer he kept quiet, unsure whether to say anything.

"Oh come on, your thoughts are safe with me lad." He replied, grinning, although William did not notice.

At this point because Will had no one really to talk he gave in, "I do believe she's one of a kind."

"You fancy her than?" Jack asked as William slipped the dress jacket on his shoulders.

"A little, but there really is no chance for a valet like me. I am not royalty nor do I have much money, meaning, I would never be able to support her."

Jack fumbled his tiny beard thinking, "Aye, nothing. Although, have you told her of how you feel?"

"No, I haven't. I'm afraid she'll look at me differently and that she will not feel the same about me."

"Have faith dear boy, even though rejection may be in your future if you don't ask, you'll never know. Take chances, make mistakes. It all comes down to what a man can do and what a man can't do."

William nodded, understanding Jack, even though he still didn't quite trust him. The talk seemed to ease his mind about letting Jack around Elizabeth, for his intentions did not seem too engage upon her.

"If you don't mind me asking, is Elizabeth engaged to that businessman I met earlier?" Jack asked, hoping he'd gained Will's trust.

"Norrington? No, course not. I don't believe Elizabeth has any intentions of being engaged to such a fellow, unless it was an arranged marriage. However, I do not feel even than Elizabeth's heart could deal with it."

"How long you known the girl?"
"Since I came to England, quite young I might add."

"Do you believe she fancies you?"

Will gulped, unsure, "I couldn't really tell you. We've been friends for such a long time, I've never known if she felt more."

On the first class promenade Elizabeth sat down next to an average weight woman, Molly Brown, who had saved a seat for her at a table with a pot of tea and an extra cup, aside from hers.

"Good of you to join me dear." Molly mentioned happily as she sipped her tea and invited her to sit down.

Elizabeth smiled as she took her seat across from her, the sun had finally started to disappear as it was nearly dark and the air had become chillier.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, dear, what brings you upon the RMS Titanic?"

After pouring herself some tea she looked up to answer, "I'm following my father as he embarks on bringing his company to the Americas. He is the owner of the White Star Line that originally pieced together this ship."

Molly looked up narrowing her eyes in Elizabeth's direction, "I've seen a handsome young man around you lately. What of him?"

She thought for a moment as a man had come to her mind, "You mean Norrington, he arrogant, businessman that seemingly is trying to win my hand in marriage?"

"Oh this man is nothing of the sort. It seems he tends to you hand and foot, at least in my eyes." Molly quickly replied.

She finally realized who it was Molly had been speaking of, "You mean William, William Turner. He's my father's valet that's all. We give him room and board and he becomes my father's personal assistant. Although, he's not paid to take care of me he insists which shows my father an act of good faith. My father did take him in from the street and my father fully appreciates the help."

Molly smiled, "Seems he appreciates a lot as well. I believe he has a love interest in you."

"What is it with people aboard this ship and gossip, although, it's everywhere so what says I can pin it on this ship?" she replied back giggling.

"You don't believe he has any interest in you?"

"Heaven's no, we're good friends that's all."

Molly once again took a sip from her cup, "Have you ever asked him?"

This question caught Elizabeth off guard as she thought a moment, "um….no. Really is there any reason to?"

"Of course, don't you have feelings for him dear? More than just friendship?"

Now that Molly had mentioned it Elizabeth thought a moment, every smile she adored so much, every gesture that she received, she had to admit they were quite intriguing to her and always made her feel better in the worst of times.

"We are slaves in society, Elizabeth, every women knows that. You will be told how your life should be run or others will run it for you. Your father wants you to marry the one, Norrington, correct?"

Elizabeth nodded, listening intently, "It has been in his thoughts that I should marry someone of high class and society with a prominent future and fortune." She replied avoiding Molly's eyes as things started to make sense.

"You would feel bad about letting your father down, wouldn't you?" Molly asked.

Elizabeth hesitated, "yes, I would."

Molly nodded, "I thought so. With the knowledge I've given you, it's your choice to make the right decisions and I'll leave that in your hands. Now, what of this incident that happened earlier when you first came aboard, it's floating around the ship that you saved someone's life?"

Elizabeth's mind came back to focus on Molly's question, "um…yes. His name is Jack Sparrow coming aboard with us from below decks. He'll be joining us for dinner this evening." She continued on with the story as they sat and finished their tea.

Back in her stateroom, William had finished finding Jack suitable clothes to wear for the evening.

"Any minute Mr. Swann will be returning to get himself ready and Elizabeth shall be returning. You're welcome to stay here until we leave for dinner, unless you wish to meet us in the dining hall?" William asked, closing some open drawers.

"I believe I'll meet you in the dining hall, savvy?" Jack asked to see if William understood him.

"As you wish Mr. Sparrow." He replied.

"Please, just call me Jack."