A/N: I am getting better with these updates!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC

"Let's just go away." Will said as he took Elizabeth from the BPD.

"Where Will? I can't hide." Elizabeth looked exhausted and beaten after being interviewed for six hours.

"No, but we can get away for a while." Will helped her into the car and got in on the drivers side. "How about we get married?"

Elizabeth looked up suddenly. "What?"

"Why not? We love each other, and this is a way that we can get away from everything."

"Will, I don't want to get married when we are both stressed out…" Elizabeth glanced out the window. "What if you decide I'm not good enough?"

The question drove a stake through Will's heart. "Elizabeth, of course you good enough, more than enough. Elizabeth I love you, and for me your love is enough."

"Will, getting married would be a mistake now…our lives are too mixed up."

"What would it matter if we married now or a year from now?" Will asked as he gripped the steering wheel tighter.

"Why are you getting mad? All I suggested was that we wait."

"I'm not mad."

"No, your not, you never are." Elizabeth said angrily. "You're never mad at me when you should be."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Stop acting like I will fall apart if we argue!" Elizabeth looked out the window.

"Elizabeth, my life has been on hold for the past six months…" Will winced, bad choice of words.

"I'm sorry if I am such an inconvenience." Elizabeth turned to say. "Will, just so you know, my life has been on hold for six months, that you aren't the only one making sacrifices. Maybe this whole thing is wrong."

"What 'thing'?

"Us Will. Maybe we shouldn't get married at all." Elizabeth lowered her head and looked at her hands. "Your right…my father should have never asked you to take on the task of being my personal body guard. Your 'real' job is to protect the public, and I have been selfish. I am a hypocrite. I am keeping you from what Barbossa wanted me to do." Elizabeth then looked at Will. "Well, you're free to go now. Your job is done." Will was pulled up beside her apartment. "Good bye Will." Elizabeth got up, leaving her engagement ring on the seat.

Will watched her walk to her apartment building.

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"Son of a…" James grunted as the pain of being shot three times in the belly took its toll. Surprisingly, at least to James he was alive. "I'm going to get that little witch if it's the last damned thing I do."

James drove his car to a small local community hospital where he saw a young scrub wearing woman walking to her car. "I'm sorry, I was wondering if you could help me?" James asked out the window. "It will only be a moment."

"Sure." She smiled with a caring one…hook line and sinker.

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Will dragged the rest of the day. As he drove home he felt lost, he felt completely empty. Elizabeth had completely pulled herself away from him and he didn't know what to make of it, didn't know how to cope.

He had spent the better part of six months getting to know Elizabeth, protecting her, falling in love with her. He threw open the door to his apartment and stared at the empty apartment. Just a few hours ago he was imagining waking up every single day with Elizabeth, having children with her…now those memories were faded…nearly gone.