(A/N) Last Post until sometime next week, I'm not too sure how school is going to get going so, we'll see! Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

Elizabeth woke in the middle of the night hearing the creaking of the floorboards in her apartment. Someone was walking around…and she knew Will's footsteps…this stepping was heavier…

Elizabeth then saw the door to her bedroom fly open. Elizabeth tried to scream but someone was already on her, clasping her throat.

"Both you and that Detective are getting too nosy. Leave everything alone Elizabeth, it isn't worth you or Turner dying over. Barbossa wants your brain, just give it to him." Elizabeth reached her hands up trying to grasp at anything, she couldn't breathe. "Now you see Barbossa sent me to talk to you…are you going to talk?" Elizabeth slowly nodded as he released his grip on her throat. Elizabeth turned to her side and started gasping for air. "Barbossa wants to speak with you." The man totally covered in black from head to toe handed her a piece of paper. "He expects a phone call."

"Did he send you to rape me?" Elizabeth looked into the man's eyes, he looked shocked, perhaps caught off guard.

"No. He simply wanted you to listen to me, and to give him a call." The man studied her. "You're not lying are you? Well, it's not my problem."

"Where's Will?" Elizabeth jumped as the man moved quickly to the door. She heard the door to her apartment close.

"Will!" Elizabeth raced off the bed and found Will laying in the doorway of his bedroom, his gun was across from him. Elizabeth realized he was trying to get to her, but it was too late. Elizabeth bent down and flipped Will onto his back. She took his face in her hands. "Will, get up." Elizabeth lightly slapped him in the face. There was blood trickling down the side of his face. "Will, please…"

Will moaned in pain. "Will, please open your eyes." Slowly his eyes opened, and immediate shock widened them. Will grabbed her arm.

"Did he hurt you?" Will saw the slight reddening around her neck.

"No." Elizabeth then touched the cut on his temple. "You need a doctor."

"No, this goes quiet for now." Will sat up holding his throbbing head.

"Will, you could have a concussion." Elizabeth helped him over to the coach.

"Then there's nothing they could do for me." Will looked at her. "Are you sure you're okay?" He touched her chin and turned her head, some bruising around her neck and chin was beginning to form.

"It was a message from Barbossa." Elizabeth handed him a slip of paper with a telephone number on it. "He wants me to call him."

"None of this is making sense." Will closed his eyes. "This is getting more and more convoluted."

"Will, he told us to stop investigating. And when I asked him if he was the one who raped me…he looked shocked, maybe even a little revolted by the idea that someone would do that." Elizabeth looked away. "Will, what if Barbossa didn't send anyone to rape me? Maybe he sent someone to scare me…I…" Elizabeth looked back at Will. "Will, he thought we were investigating Barbossa for something else."

"I don't know." Will stood up. "One thing is for sure is that we aren't safe here. Pack some clothes and anything of value, we are out of here in fifteen minutes."

WEWEWEWEWEWE

"Why aren't we going to your apartment?" Elizabeth asked as Will drove.

"Because if they know who I am, they know where I live."

"Yes but…" Will pulled over.

"Where are we?" Elizabeth asked as she took her bag from the back seat.

"You'll see."

WEWEWEWEWEWEWE

Will knocked on the door of an apartment. Elizabeth didn't recognize the building, but she had a sinking feeling about it.

"Who the hell is barking at my door at three thirty in the damned morning!" Elizabeth gasped slightly.

Jack Sparrow opened the door looking quite disheveled. "Remember when you said you'd do anything for your favorite lawyer…now's the time to put your money where your mouth is." Will grasped Elizabeth's hand and pulled her into Jack's apartment.

"Alright, now I get some action!" Jack rubbed his palms. "So when are we going after the kingpin?"

"Not now. Right now we need a safe place to stay." Will said as he sat down with Elizabeth on Jack's sofa. "We were attacked tonight and Barbossa wants to make contact with Elizabeth."

"And how do you feel about all of this missy?" Jack asked Elizabeth who hadn't uttered a word since entering his apartment.

"I want to call him and find out what he wants." Elizabeth then got up and wrapped her arms around herself. "I don't feel safe anywhere. I need for all of this to end, because I am losing my patience."

Jack looked at Will. "You should see her tear apart a witness."

"Believe me I've seen her do it." Will stood up. "Alright we'll call him, but you need to sleep. We both do."

"I've got a spare bedroom that way…" Jack pointed to a closed door. "Be my guest…I'm going back to bed."

"What if someone followed us here?" Elizabeth asked once Jack had left.

"No one did, I was being careful."

"I can't sleep."

"Neither could I." Will stared at her back, he needed her to be strong, and she wasn't, she was literally falling apart at the seams. "I'm going to figure out a place, a safe place for us to stay for the next couple of days while we plan."

"Someplace serene." Elizabeth sat down on the sofa and stared straight ahead.

"By the water?" Will asked as he sat down next to her.

"It sounds perfect, far enough away from everything." Elizabeth looked at him. "Thank you."

"For what?" Will asked.

"Being so…" Elizabeth was trying to find the words. "…perfect." Elizabeth smiled. Elizabeth leaned over and kissed his cheek softly.

Will picked up her hand and turned it and kissed her palm. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. She nestled her head on his shoulder and sighed deeply. "What are we going to do Will?"

Will sighed himself. "I don't know."

(A/N) In the next chapter we have a change of scenery.