Author's Note: Sorry I couldn't get this up sooner, I was a little side-tracked yesterday. It's short, so I'm sorry about that. I'll get the next chapter up asap. Enjoy! Chapter One: Appearance of Jack Sparrow

Elizabeth Swann stood looking through her bedroom window over Port Royal out to the ocean. It was a fine day indeed; the weather was in their favor. By "their" Elizabeth would mean herself and her fiancé William Turner. Yes, today was the day they were to be happily married and ironically, Comodore Norrington was to be the ring-bearer.

For some unknown reason, she knew it was one year later almost exactly to the day that she and the infamouse Jack Sparrow had been marooned on a rum-filled uncharted island. It was an exciting experience, despite what her father told people. She hadn't minded it at all.

Elizabeth felt her brows furrow and she momentarily forgot her day-dream when she thought she had seen familiar black sails just behind the rocks, but the next moment they were gone and she figured she had immagined them.

"It's nice to see you again, love," a familiar voice softly said behind her.

She gasped and spun around, ready to scream out for the gaurds, but he covered her mouth obviously already anticipating what she was going to do.

"There's no need for that," he said, standing back and looking at her.

She looked away, quite furious, "What are you doing in my bedchamber, Mr. Sparrow?" she loudly whispered.

He seemed to consider her for a moment, "I was looking for Will, actually," he said, swaying on the spot, "Have you seen him?"

She rolled her eyes, "You had to sneak into my bedroom to find William?" she asked in disbelief.

He looked past her out of the window for a moment, then back at her, "Yes."

She glared at him a moment, then turned back toward the window, "I'm not sure where he is at."

"It would be greatly appreciated if you could tell me where he is," he repeated.

She glanced back at him, "I don't know, Mr. Sparrow. Now if you would so kindly leave my house."

"I'm afraid I can't do that until I know where dear William is," he simply stated, "It's a very urgent matter which I must take him up on."

"Today?" she asked.

"Yes, today."

"I'm afraid your urgent matter is going to have to wait," she said, turning around and walking past him, "Because we have a much more important affair today."

"More imperative than this?" he asked.

"Tell me what it is that it so significant and if I find it more crucial than our ceremony today, I shall tell you where he is."

"I'm afraid I can't do that, love. It's a private matter."

"Then I can't tell you where he is and if you don't leave immediately I will scream. Do you know what will happen then, Mr. Sparrow?" she asked.

He hesitated again, "No."

"Five or more Port Royal guards will come up here and arrest you. Again. So please, do us both a favor and leave."

He looked as if he were about to say something, but looked over at the door as someone knocked on it.

Elizabeth felt her eyes widen. She couldn't immagine what her father would think if he caught her with a man, much less the one she wasn't going to marry, in her chamber whether or not there were any intention.

"Elizabeth are you decent? Are you even up yet?"

"One moment, father," she loudly said, turning back to Sparrow who already had one leg out of the window.

"You can't jump from there, you'll kill yourself," she quietly said, quickly walking toward him.

He toppled out of the window in response as Mr. Swann walked through the door.

"Father," Elizabeth said in shock, jumping away from the window.

As her father turned around to take a large box from the maids, Elizabeth snuck a glance down at the ground below her window, but Jack was no where to be seen.