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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!

Elizabeth watched as her home came closer into view. "What are you going to do James? Shoot me on my mother's grave? Will's gone, nothing matters anymore…" Elizabeth said tearfully. Elizabeth knew the grounds better than he did, if she could somehow get the upper advantage…

"No, I plan on inflicting more pain on you…"

"Oh, you mean how I put three bullets in your gut?" Elizabeth said smugly. "Did that hurt? I believe you were too busy bubbling around to tell me…" James smacked her hard across her face sending her flying to the ground, right on her mother's grave.

"I know how much you mom means to you Elizabeth…your father told me so."

"Was that supposed to hurt James?" Elizabeth said wiping the blood from her mouth. "Because it didn't."

"No, but this will…" James put his gun in his waistband behind his back and pulled out a long serrated knife. "I'm going to cut you from head to toe, very, very slowly."

"Isn't that a bit too messy?" Elizabeth said as she sat up defiant. "You stupid pompous windbag, do you think you can get away with this?"

"Oh yes…I can." Elizabeth took her chance and kicked James in the shins. James grunted and bent over to stop the pain. Elizabeth scrambled to her feet and ran into the house.

"Elizabeth!" James screeched as he bounded into the house. "Elizabeth you can't hide in here!"

Elizabeth hid silently in the living room, behind the piano, a fireplace poker in hand. She watched him walk past her. Elizabeth slowly slipped out of the corner and silently made her way into the kitchen, where James had just gone in.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are…" James toyed. "Come on counselor, hiding is a bit beneath you…"

"James…" Elizabeth muttered. He turned and she swung the poker and hit his temple. James grunted and fell to the ground.

"Bitch!" James grabbed her ankle, which sent her toppling to the floor. He pulled at her nightgown, bringing her closer. "That is that last time you bitch…" James blubbered as anger and rage took control of him, he raised the knife.

Elizabeth tried to kick and fight, but his legs pinned her arms down. The next thing Elizabeth felt was a burning pain in her side. James had plunged the knife a little below her ribs. Elizabeth fought the urge to vomit as he raised the knife again.

She knew if she didn't move the second plunge would kill her. As his arms went up to start the charge, Elizabeth brought her knees together and kicked up with them as hard as she could. Elizabeth made contact with James's lower back. He lost his balance and went flying over Elizabeth.

Elizabeth got to her feet and scrambled out of the house. Elizabeth stopped outside and saw a flash of lightning. She touched the knife wound and saw the blood running down her leg, she was losing a lot of blood, and a lot of time.

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"Pull over…there." Jack saw the Mercedes on the beach. Jack rushed out with his crew and surveyed the damage. Banged up Benz, but no bodies…just a trail of blood…that lead to the house.

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Elizabeth felt the world spin as she made her way to her mother's grave…she needed that strength one more time, Will wasn't here, she needed her mother's help, dear God she needed to listen.

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James slowly approached Elizabeth. She wasn't listening to him, no, she was praying. How incredibly cute…James thought as he grabbed her shoulder and pushed her to the ground.

"No one can help you now Elizabeth…"

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Elizabeth saw James, and looked into his eyes. She had to keep fighting. Elizabeth got to her feet and grabbed the wrist that carried the knife and began fighting with James. He was just so much stronger than her…she couldn't seem to hold a grip on him. The knife slashed across her arm…she fell to her knees in pain, as reality began to darken upon her. James raised his foot and kicked her to the ground.

"You really tried Elizabeth…" James said panting. "Your incredibly strong, but not enough."

Elizabeth tasted the metal taste of blood pooling in her mouth…she was smart enough to know that was a sign of internal bleeding, or a damaged organ…

This was the end, she was too weak to fight, she was too tired to care. Rain started to pelt down over her body, her mind wanted to give in, her body as well. That was until she saw the Calvary behind James.

Bullets ripped through James as his body shook violently. Blood squirted from his mouth as he toppled to the ground dead.

"Elizabeth!" She heard Jack's voice. "Elizabeth, look at me!"

Elizabeth saw Jack above her. "Will?" She whispered.

"He's here…we found him on the property…he was right behind James…" Jack looked her over and applied pressure to her wound.

Elizabeth looked up and saw Will being helped over to her. "He killed James?" Elizabeth asked as her world started to darken.

"Yes, he fired the first shot…we finished the rest." Jack then called over to his crew. "Call an ambulance!"

"Elizabeth…" Will said as he finally plopped down next to her.

"Will…" Elizabeth lifted her hand to touch him. "I didn't think you'd make it in time…" She coughed with a smile. "I had to get James away from you…I told him you were dead…"

"Good, it worked." Will then looked at her. "Elizabeth, keep fighting…" Elizabeth noticed that he glanced at her wound. Elizabeth coughed and she saw the blood spatter on Will's sleeve…

Before Elizabeth could say anything she blacked out.