(A/N) Enjoy

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

"James what are you doing?" Elizabeth asked as she slowly came to her feet.

"Sometimes Elizabeth, the best way to beat your opponent is to break the rules a bit."

"We're colleagues James, this isn't a competition." Elizabeth was slowly back up as James came closer.

"You do amaze me Elizabeth, and I really hadn't wanted to take it this far…but you prove to be just as big of a challenge in life than in the courtroom."

"You did all of this?" Elizabeth asked horrified. "I respected you James, I trusted you."

"You used me as a punching bag."

"You smug disgusting bastard."

"Well, I tried to get you out anyway I could. Pushing you to a private firm, to Barbossa as his own lawyer…then you wouldn't budge. Then, well, I had to turn on the charm, perhaps marry you, get you pregnant, make you stay home. Then you rejected my advances, so I had to get violent Elizabeth."

"You raped me? You hoped that would stop me…" Elizabeth felt sick to her stomach.

"It didn't. Imagine my surprise when you ran right to Detective Turner and decided to fight back, then I had become a suspect. You surprised me every time, when I tried to scare you in the office, you still fought back." James then cornered her near the witness box. "Then I told Barbossa to kill you with any chance he got. In return, I would turn my back to his business dealings, and it worked for him, and to get rid of you would have been just as rewarding for me."

"James, you did this because I beat you? Because I won more cases?" Elizabeth was trying to wrap her mind around the situation.

"You beat me every time…every single damned time." James then leaned over and smelled her hair. "You still smell the same Elizabeth."

"You pig…" Elizabeth muttered as she leaned away. "Will is going to figure it out…you won't have time…he'll kill you."

"Well, then perhaps we should have another go? This time with you staring straight at my face…" James grabbed her hand and walked out of the courtroom with her, taking her to the elevators.

Elizabeth pulled and resisted the entire way, she couldn't be a victim again. "How are you going to explain my death?"

"I won't have to…" Elizabeth then saw Barbossa. Elizabeth felt even worse, the bile was rising in her throat.

Barbossa was going to kill her after James was done. James would deny everything and charges would never be filed. Elizabeth wasn't about to let him get away with a bloody thing.

Barbossa remained silent as James took her into his office. "Take your dress off."

"No." Elizabeth stepped away from him.

"Elizabeth, this could go a lot easier."

"James, you are nothing but a rapist…no better than the scum you can't send to jail!" Elizabeth shouted.

James face turned into a deep shade of red as he grabbed her and tore the dress away from her, leaving her in a strapless slip. James slammed her down on the desk and tried to yank up her slip, but stopped suddenly…

"There are a few things I've leaned too James." Elizabeth said as she held the gun she had strapped to her thigh to his belly. "I always win." Elizabeth fired the gun three times, James wretched back with blood squirting from his mouth as he flayed back and fell to the ground.

Elizabeth sat up quickly and locked the door to the office. Barbossa was pounding on the door as she quickly slipped out of the side door to the bathroom.

Elizabeth knew she was trapped. The only way out of the bathroom was through a small window, which she wasn't sure that had a ledge. Elizabeth opened the window to the bathroom and slipped out slowly…thank God there was a ledge.

She quickly went around the ledge to where she knew was her office and got inside. Elizabeth went into her closet and pulled out a white blouse she kept and slipped it on. She then reached for her phone.

WEWEWEWE

"Damnit!" Will slammed on the brakes as the traffic grew thick once again.

"Will relax…"

"I can't." Will rubbed his shoulder which throbbed with pain.

"Will, she learned some good stuff from you."

"Not enough." Will's cell phone then started ringing. "Hello?"

"Will, its Elizabeth…" She was whispering, Will cold barely hear her.

"Elizabeth, are you alright? Where are you?"

"I'm at the courthouse…and it was James…"

"Okay…where is James now?"

"Dead in his office, I think…I…I shot him."

Will was startled a bit. "Get out of there."

"Will, Barbossa is still here…" Elizabeth sounded terrified.

"Elizabeth, where are you inside the courthouse?"

"My office." Elizabeth said as she shuttered. "Will, please hurry." Will then jumped when he heard a loud banging on the phone.

"Elizabeth what was that?"

"Barbossa is banging on my door!" Elizabeth shouted. "Get the hell away from me! I swear to God if you come through that door I will shoot…" The phone went dead.

"What's going on?" Jack asked.

"James is dead, Barbossa is out for her." Will said as he flipped on the sirens and plowed through the traffic.

WEWEWEWE

Elizabeth realized she was out of options, she had to stay and stand her ground. Elizabeth checked the chamber and realized she had indeed enough ammo. Elizabeth felt sick and she felt tired. Elizabeth then saw bullets rip through her door. One bullet whizzed by Elizabeth's cheek, causing her to hiss with pain.

Elizabeth ducked down behind her desk and touched her cheek, blood coated her fingertips. "Elizabeth, I suggest you come out now."

"You have nothing to gain by killing me…do yourself a favor and leave…" Elizabeth stood up from behind her desk, ready to face him.

"Pure revenge. See Miss Swann you killed my meal ticket, for that, you die." Barbossa raised his gun. Elizabeth quickly pulled out her gun and pulled the trigger…only there was no fire…the gun was jammed.

Barbossa laughed out loud and aimed. Elizabeth closed her eyes and thought of Will, if she was going to die, she was going to die with a good thought. But she was so sad…she wanted to marry Will, have children with him, be as good of a wife and a mother as her own was.

Elizabeth held onto the thought and heard two shots. Elizabeth felt relief that she hadn't felt any pain. Elizabeth opened her eyes. Barbossa was falling to the ground, she wasn't dead, he was.

Elizabeth then saw the one person she never thought she would see again. Will barreled into the room. Elizabeth ran to him and hooked her arms around his neck and squeezed as Will wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her in the air. He slowly picked her up and placed her on top of her desk.

"I'm going to check and make sure there isn't any of Barbossa's goons around." Jack said, knowing the couple needed time alone.

Will stepped back and looked at her. "Elizabeth, are you hurt?"

"Yes…" Elizabeth touched her cheek. "I…"

"Did James…" Will looked at her in the eyes. Elizabeth knew what he was asking and shook her head no. Will felt so much relief that he got close to her and hugged her tightly. "I'm not letting you out of my sight."

"That's good." Elizabeth then looked up at him. "Will, take me home."

"Elizabeth, the police and EMT's are on the way…they should check you out."

"Nothing's wrong with me that home won't fix."