"Oh my God," Bootstrap whispered. "It's worse than we thought..."
"Much," Jack said, as the rain began to hit harder and faster. He needed to get Elizabeth out of sight and out of danger. As soon as he tried to leave with her again, a familiar voice called out to him.
"Running away, Captain Sparrow?" Will yelled to him. His voice sounded deeper and gruffer. Both ships had come to a halt, the crew of each staring each other down.
"Not exactly, Will," Jack yelled, his back still facing the young man.
"I see you have your lovely wife at your side," Will said, with a tone of disdain.
"That I do," Jack fired back, turning around with Elizabeth, the rain falling hard on both of their faces. Jack didn't know what to do. If he sent Elizabeth below deck, they would surely fire down there immediately, just to spite him. He'd rather have her sick than dead. He drummed his fingers on her hip and pulled her closer once again. She was breathing heavily.
"Will... why are you doing this?" She yelled to him, losing her voice near the end of her sentence.
"Because I have the power to, my dear," He saidback, wickedly smiling.
"Will... Will, I'm sorry!" She screamed back. "I'm sorry that I hurt you!"
"Of course you are, Elizabeth. Of course you are." He surely didn't sound sincere. Elizabeth bowed her head, knowing that she couldn't get through to him now. Jack pressed his forehead to her temple, shutting his eyes tightly.
"Look at the married couple, sharing a moment!" Will yelled, his voice full of contempt. "Fire when ready, Captain," He said, smiling once more. Jack pulled away from Elizabeth quickly, and put his hands on her shoulders, looking her in the eye. Davvy Jones gave the orders to fire.
"Elizabeth... I need you to find a safe place for yourself, I don't want to see you killed." He kissed her passionately, and then helped her underneath the stairs, and then ran off to help the crew. Elizabeth felt the ship shake as it was hit, once, twice, three times. The crew fired back. Visions of her dream flashed into her mind. The ship was rocking back and forth horribly as each new wave and cannon hit it. She heard Will laughing manically in the distance. Jack ran to the side of the ship. She couldn't let this happen to him. She couldn't see the one man she loved more than anything else in this life die.
She pulled herself off the ground and ran towards him urgently, the rain hitting her face feeling like pins and needles. "JACK!" She screamed, and he turned around. "Elizabeth?" He called, not able to see her. Another cannon hit as well as a wave where Jack was standing. The mist dissipated, and Jack was no longer on board.
She ran over to the side of the ship, breathing so hard that she almost passed out. She saw Jack thrashing around in the water between the two ships, and the Flying Dutchman moved forward a bit, letting Jack float out to open sea. She screamed, the intensity of it causing her throat to bleed from the inside out. She pulled herself onto the railing and jumped into the water. If he was going to be swallowed by the sea, she was going to go with him.