She awoke in his arms once again, her head throbbing worse than it was than the night before because of all the crying she had done. They were in a different place than they were the night before. They were deeper in the jungle, with a better view of the sea. A ship was approaching. It was the Pearl.
"You awake, Liz?" He whispered into her ear. She nodded her head. "How are you feeling?" He asked quickly.
"Good enough," She answered, pulling herself up. He kept a hand on her shoulder to let her know that she didn't have to worry about anything, because he was by her side.
"Good enough to fight?" He asked her, looking into her eyes. She took a moment to think, and then nodded her head. He pulled out an extra sword from behind the tree, and patted on his, which was still attached to his hip.
"Where'd you get that?" She asked, referring to the other sword.
"Someone left it here, I suspect," He said, smiling. She took it, and he helped her up. They stood and watched The Flying Dutchman come up from under the water. She saw Will still at the wheel.
"How is he surviving going under the water like that?" Elizabeth asked, turning towards Jack.
"He's probably just holding his breath and getting a group of those creatures to stand around him," He said, staring at the ships that were approaching. He turned towards his ladylove.
"Stick by me, savvy? I don't want anything to happen to you," He said, caressing her shoulder. She didn't much look like she was ready to fight, wearing one of Jack's shirts and a pair of breeches. He smiled at the sight of her.
"What?" She asked, noticing the change.
"You look lovely, Mrs. Sparrow," He said, his smiling gaining teeth.
"Oh, you're daft," She said, looking away from him, attempting to suppress a smile. He pulled her behind him as the crew from the Dutchman got themselves off of the ship and began running towards the jungle, some looking around on the beach.
"We're going to save Will?" Elizabeth asked, her pleading eyes boring into Jack's.
"Yes... no matter what it takes," Jack said, kissing her forehead.
"What... exactly... is it going to take?" She asked, looking worried.
"I'm entirely sure on that one, love," He said, "But I have faith we'll figure it out somewhere along the line," He said, drawing his sword. Elizabeth noticed two pirates entering the jungle, getting closer and closer to their hiding place. She started breathing harder, preparing herself. She turned and looked at her husband again.
"Jack..." She said, and then he turned towards her. "Jack, I love you," She said, looking deep into his eyes.
"I love you, Elizabeth," He said, kissing her quickly. Then, they both ran out to meet the pirates.