Disclaimer: None of its Mine. It all belongs to Disney

Authors Notes: So now we have part 2 in the Condemned Trilogy as I have decided. It will be three 'missing moments' of sorts, basically where the characters reflect on what has happened and what will happen ( the next one). The last installment will be split between a Will/ Elizabeth point of view.

Will refused to look back at where the Pearl had stood majestically mere hours earlier.

Instead he buried his head in his hands and refused to think of that moment when his life became more complicated. Like it was not complicated enough. Instead Will had a new policy on life. Look ahead and not behind. Right now ahead was Tia Dalmas; and she scared him a lot, but the past and what he might lose scared him more.

It was all Jack Sparrows fault.

It was always his fault. His father being on the Flying Dutchman for eternity, that was Jacks fault to begin with. Bootstrap had stood up for him when the rest of the crew had a mutiny; so the crew sunk him to the bottom of the ocean. All because his father thought Jack was good man and deserved a chance. Hah. A small part of Will knew it was his fault to. His father had helped him find where the key was at the cost of an eternity on the Dutchman instead of just 100 years; but at least he had sworn an oath to get his father off that ship by piercing Davy Jones' heart. And he almost had to. But Jack of course had stopped him. He was more worried about saving his own arse from the Kraken while Will had already faced it multiple times, to save Elizabeth. No Jack said he needed the heart working, while it would better off have been pierced by a sword. Now bloody Norrington had the heart which he would give to the East India Trading Company and get his life back. Then there would be no need to free Will or Elizabeth so they would be hunted down like Pirates. Again, that would be Jacks fault. Jack sparrow was a pirate, plain in simple; he looted and plundered everything that was precious to other people including freedom and love.

Pirate.

Jack had finally taken the one thing that Will loved most. Elizabeth. No Jack couldn't be content with almost getting him killed, getting his father on the Flying Dutchman and taking away their chance at freedom; he had to take Elizabeth too.

Will didn't even know how it had happened either. One second Elizabeth had been running up to him on the Island where Davy Jones' heart was and kissing him passionately and hearing Jack say that everything he had told her so far was basically a lie; the next she had been kissing Jack before the pearl went down. Something had probably happened on the Pearl while he was on the Dutchman. He wondered how long she had been on the Pearl with Jack. Alone. It had to be a good while that she was on the Pearl with him. Will knew what it was like, being on the pearl, you came to trust the man, believe that he could get out of any situation. Elizabeth must have thought more of him then that. The thought disgusted him. What he didn't understand was how Elizabeth could love that…pirate. Jack was a selfish, plundering thief.

"After all he is only a blacksmith"

"No…he is a pirate"

Will grimaced as he remembered Elizabeth's words to her father in Port Royal all those months ago. She had called him a pirate and at the time he had agreed. He supposed he was more pirate like now, but he still had a thing against killing innocents and being overly selfish.

He still didn't understand why Jack had stayed behind on the ship. Gibbs thought the honest streak had won out in him, Elizabeth was quiet about it. But Will didn't understand. Jack was a selfish man, he wouldn't give up his life to save others, he had shown that he had no problem condemning Will onto the Dutchman for 100 years. The one thing he had come to expect from Jack was the fact that he put himself before everyone else.

"Jack Sparrow sent me to settle his debt"

He remembered those foolish words he had uttered. Like Jack would actually care if he lived or died as long as he had the key. Jack had wanted one of two things, that key or his debt to be paid. In the end those words had gotten him off the Dutchman alive but that was more his fathers fault then Jacks. His father had helped him escape and in return he would get his father off that ship. It was the father he barley remembered, yet he showed more loyalty to him then Jack, Elizabeth or any other pirate showed to anyone else.

Elizabeth had not showed much loyalty to anyone lately, she had taken on some more pirates qualities while she had been away from him. It was likely Jacks influence that caused that. Like when she kissed Jack and pushed him backwards against the mast so that he wouldn't see her. He must admit, she had bad sneaking abilities, but it hurt that she didn't care about him the same way anymore.

Wait…the mast. He felt as though there was something that he should remember about that mast. Something attached to it. What was it…he could feel the word on the tip of his tongue.

"Handcuffs" he breathed.

The mast had handcuffs attached to it! No wonder that Jack didn't come down with them. He wasn't being bloody noble, he was chained up! Elizabeth must have distracted him with a kiss that she knew he would take and pushed him against the mast and chained his wrist. He lifted his head up and smiled. Elizabeth did not love Jack; she was simply saving all of them from the kraken and Jacks selfishness. The Kraken was not after them, it was after Jack. He was wrong, she hadn't changed.

Will looked around the little row boat that they were floating in and caught Elizabeth looking at him.

"You alright love?" He asked softly.

"As good as I can be." She threw him a weak smile.

He turned away from her again and back to his thoughts. Elizabeth was a good person, not the strumpet that he had thought she was just minutes previously. She must be dealing with a lot; she basically is the reason that Jack was dead. He wanted to hold her, comfort her, and tell her it was alright. But he also wanted her to come to him and tell him what happened. Will suspected he was right about the kiss, but he still needed to hear it from her lips that that was what had happened.

He did not need to hear it right away though he could wait. She had a lot to deal with and now was probably not the time to question her. Instead he would support her.

His mind made up he sat in silence as the river widened. Natives of the island were standing around the edges holding candles. He didn't know if this was because they were lighting the way, or because they were mourning Jack. He doubted it was the second. He felt the boat rock gently and heard a gentle 'thump' beside him of someone sitting down. He didn't look over to see who it was. He did not need to. When he felt the warmness of Elizabeth's fingers close over his, he gave her a gentle squeeze to show that he understood.