Sorry this is only like one fourth of my chapter Eight, but I wanted to put something on here, because I am going to be gone a week. I won't update until I get back.

Chapter Eight

Another day at sea was just like the other ones. Everyone had to be doing something, even Will found something to do. Except for Elizabeth, she was bored like usual. She was leaning over the railing, admiring the sea life that occasionally passed by. She turned, so her back was on the railing and saw Will.

Elizabeth felt horrible; she had no right to do that to Will. She still is an engaged women, but not after this trip she isn't. Or at least she thought. How can Will even forgive me? She closed her eyes hoping that this was all a dream, she peaked one eye open, but no such luck. She sighed and glanced up at Jack and Barbossa, it actually looked like they were having a casual conversation, but that wont last long.

What Elizabeth could really use now, to get these things out of her head, is some rum. Pleased at the idea she started walking over to the door that leads bellow the ship. She opened the door ever so slowly, when it stopped, like she hit a wall on the other side. Elizabeth leaned back to look on the other side of the door. There was Jack, with his hand firmly placed on the door.

"Jack." Elizabeth said, then she looked around the ship expecting to see everyone looking at her, but they weren't. Everyone was busily working about the ship.

"You know that's not the answer love." Jack told her, with a loveable grin on his face.

Elizabeth looked down and moved her foot from side to side. "I don't know what you talking about."

Jack had ended up on the other side of her, he carefully moved her hair that was hanging over her ear, then her whispered, "I'll show you my secret stash." His breath made her ear all warm and tingly. He motioned with his hand to follow her. She took one step forward down the stairs.

Elizabeth walked behind him for awhile; they walked down the darkened hallway, then down one more flight of stairs. When they came to another hallway, Jack took a left. Then he stopped at a door that you could tell hasn't been used in awhile, it had spider webs on it and an unbelievable amount of dust.

Jack reached into his pocket and pulled out a rusty key, he put it into the keyhole. Then they heard a crusty sound as he turned the key. Jack twisted the doorknob and a cloud of dust whirled around them. He stepped inside the room, it was more like a closet.

Elizabeth heard him jumbling around, then she heard glasses being banged together. Finally Jack stepped out and handed her a rounded glass, the liquid made little waves of its own as she held it in her hand. Jack closed the dusty door and started walking passed her, "Jack!" Elizabeth said in a kinda' of a loud voice.

He turned around and faced her, "Yes love?"

She walked closer to him and leaned into his face, "Thank you, for everything." Then she kissed his cheek, she back away and popped the top to her rum. She held up and said, "Cheers!"

Jack did the same and their bottles chimed together and they both took a long drink. The drink was refreshing as it made it's way down Elizabeth's throat. She pulled the bottle away from her mouth and took a deep breath. Then she headed back up the stairs to the deck.