(A/N) Last chapter for now…rating a bit higher for this one…

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

Will took Elizabeth past all of the reporters and police wanting to question her. She wanted to go home, and that was it, she was going home.

Will helped her up the stairs to his apartment. "Just use whatever you need…I need to make a few calls."

Elizabeth grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her and kissed him. "We almost died tonight Will…I don't want to be alone."

Elizabeth walked with him to the bathroom where she slowly began to undress him. Elizabeth stopped and looked at the stitching of his wound. She pressed her lips to it and kissed it.

Will touched her chin and tilted her head towards his and kissed her as his fingers fumbled with the buttons of her shirt.

Elizabeth leaned over and turned the shower on. They kissed and touched each other as the hot water poured over their bodies. Will felt electrified by her touch.

Will shut the water off and looked at her. Elizabeth took a towel and wrapped it around herself and stepped out of the shower and walked into the bedroom. Will followed her and took the towel from her. He never wanted her to hide herself from him, not ever. Will pushed her onto the bed and started to kiss her slowly, from her lips to her neck to her chest to her breasts, and he continued until she stopped him and brought his lips back to her mouth.

As they made love they whispered each other's names, both clenching one another. His movements were slow, as were hers, she caught his rhythm, and Elizabeth arched her back upward as Will took her by the small of her back and brought her closer to him.

Elizabeth realized as she fell back into the pillows that this was better than the first time. This time it was out of love….

Elizabeth crawled under the covers with Will, holding him tightly, she never wanted to let go of him.

WEWEWEWE

Elizabeth woke up slowly the next morning to find Will not next to her. She quickly slipped on his bathrobe and walked out to the living area. Elizabeth looked over to the kitchen and saw Will sitting at the kitchen table, slowly sipping a hot cup of coffee.

Elizabeth walked up behind him and kissed his neck. "Why didn't you wake me up?" Elizabeth asked as she poured a cup of coffee for herself.

"You needed your sleep." Will said with a smile.

"I guess. Did my father call?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yes, I told him you were sleeping and that you were fine. He said call him when you got the chance." Will then eyed her. "You look very nice in my robe. Almost better in it than me."

"Thank you." Elizabeth then glanced around. "I need to head home for some clothes. Soon enough the BPD will be wanting some answers, and well, answering them in your robe wouldn't be very nice."

"Oh I'm sure some of the guys wouldn't mind." Will said with a smile. "How about I take some clothes with me?" Elizabeth looked at him with her head tilted to the side. "So I can stay over your place and have a change of clothes handy."

"I'm not sure there's enough closet space." Elizabeth said as she laughed. "I think a change of clothes would be a good idea."

"Just until everything gets settled. Then after everything is over we can decide who's apartment we keep…"

"I actually would like to leave mine." Elizabeth spoke up. "I…too many bad memories there."

"How about my place?" Will said as he leaned back in his chair. "Nice huh?"

"Not bad for a guy…" Elizabeth said nodding the décor.

"I've got some pretty good taste if I do say so myself." Will then looked at her. "Did I mention you look really good in my robe?"

"Yes you did." Elizabeth said with a smile.

"Did I mention you'd look better without it?"

"No…I think you forgot to mention that." Will walked over to her chair and extended his hands to her. She took his hands and he hoisted her to her feet. Will kissed her softly on the lips as he started to untie the belt.

The phone then rang.

Will continued kissing Elizabeth. "Will, maybe we should get that…" Elizabeth said between his kisses.

"It can wait." Will said leading her to the bedroom.

"Will, what if it has something to do about the investigation?" Elizabeth put her hands on his chest to stop him. Will rolled his eyes and sighed deeply.

"I'll be back." Will got up from the bed and grabbed the phone.

"Hello?" Elizabeth watched Will's expression change dramatically from happiness to pure anger, then devastation.

"What happened?" Elizabeth asked as soon as Will hung up the phone.

"Elizabeth, James isn't dead."

"What?"

"They couldn't find his body in his office, and there is a trail of blood that leads to the back stairs…"

"I shot him three damned times!"

"I know…" Will grabbed her hands.

"No, Will, this has to stop…I can't take it anymore…" Elizabeth folded into herself and started to cry.

(A/N) Hehehehe…