Thank you reviewers. Sorry I didn't update as quick as I usually do. I was busy and I am afraid that may happen again. I really am trying to update as quick as possible.

This chapter is supposed to be more of a déjà vu moment from the first movie when Jack and Elizabeth were on the island, so I hope you recognize it kind of

Chapter Six- Jack's Freedom

Jack knocked on the hollow tree, took three steps northwest of it, and jumped up and down on the hidden trap door. Elizabeth watched as he lifted the hatch and crawled down the stairs into the cellar of the old rum runner's stash. She saw his hand pop up as he found another bottle of rum. He climbed back up the stairs. He immediately uncorked the top and began to chug the vile drink down. Intoxication overtook him almost immediately. He wobbled drunkenly around the island, and Elizabeth stay sitting underneath a tree, drawing absentmindedly in a small patch of wet sand in front of her. The sun was setting fast in the sky behind her.

So Jack loved her? She couldn't stop thinking about him. She knew how hard it must have been for him to admit to her his true feelings, then to have to endure her rejecting him. But what about Will? He loved her so much, as it was true that she loved him… but there was something about that fate that she didn't think was right.

Jack fell on the sand next to her, startling her. "Lizzy, darling." He put his arm over her shoulder, pulling her closer to him. He tried to pull her into him, to kiss her, but she turned her cheek to him.

"Jack, you're drunk," She said in disgust.

"Come on, luv, give Ole' Jack here a kiss."

"Jack, stop it," She told him firmly as he leaned in again to kiss her.

"Lizbeth…"

"She told you to leave her alone, Jack, respect that." Will said, coming up to them.

"Well, would you look at that." Jack said. "Lizzy, your hero has come to save you from the awful pirate."

"You weren't exactly doing anything that told me she didn't need to be rescued." Will yelled at him. "Jack, when she says no, she means no."

Jack narrowed his eyes at Will, and turned back to Elizabeth. "I'll be back to finish this later, luv." He put his hands behind himself and grabbed onto the tree to pull himself up, having trouble with his balance. The alcohol in the rum taking full effect on him.

Will took the spot Jack had had next to her. "Elizabeth, can I talk to you for a minute?"

"I didn't need to be rescued, Will." Elizabeth said, ignoring him. "I wanted him to stay; I just didn't want him doing… anything, after having so much rum. I was perfectly fine and able to take care of myself-"

"It didn't look like you were fine." Will said back to her. "I was just helping my fiancé… listen, I didn't come here to fight with you. I came to talk to you for another reason." He took her hand, the hand with the ring on it. He took the ring in his index finger and his thumb and gently pulled it off of her finger. "I'm not going to force you to marry me. Not if that's not what you want." He put the ring back in her hand, and closed it in a ball around the ring. "Hold on to that, as a token of my love. I will never stop loving you. I never have stopped loving you. I just want you to know that I will always be there for you, no matter what happens. If you… change your mind, just remember me, and I will come to you, where ever you are." He kissed her cheek, and added. "I would die for you, Elizabeth…" He stopped as he noticed her crying, and gently put his arm around her. She allowed him to comfort her for a few minutes as she regained her composure,

"I'm sorry Will. I'm sorry…" She pulled away from him, and pulled herself to her feet. She watched from a distance as the crew was listening to Gibbs tell stories around the fire.

"And then Jack thrust his sword into the side of the Kraken, and tore the horrid beast to pieces…"

Jack came up behind her and whispered in her ear, "So it's over between you and Will then?" Elizabeth nodded. "Well, great then. It can be just you and me then. Sailing the waters in the Black Pearl, seeing the world…"

"Jack that can't happen and you know it can't."

"Why not, luv?"

"The Pearl is gone. Jack, you were on it when it sank."

"No, that's where you are wrong. As long as I am still free, I will search for the Pearl, and find a way to get it back. The Black Pearl is my freedom. Without it, I might as well be cuffed in chains, and sent to a life behind bars." Just then, Elizabeth heard the unmistakable click of irons in the darkness behind Jack.

Beckett stepped out of the shadows, holding Jack's cuffed hands. "Well, well, Jack Sparrow, I thought I might find you here." Norrington followed closely behind.

"Where is my thump thump?" Jack asked in a raspy voice.

"Forget about the heart," Beckett told Jack, as more members of the East India Trading Company came out of the trees. "We're here about a certain compass."

"You've already got the heart, what'd'ya want with my compass?"

Beckett pulled out his gun and aimed it at Jack's face. "You ask too many questions." He smashed the butt of the gun into Jack's stomach, who then doubled over in pain. "All in good time, Jack." Jack was now kneeling on the ground, and Elizabeth rushed over to him, to make sure he was okay, but Beckett grabbed her wrists. "I believe that you should be cuffed too." He snapped his fingers, and she too was cuffed in irons. "Now where is a certain William Turner?"