Disclaimer : I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, but any new characters are mine.

Author's Note: I'm sorry for the delay again.

Chapter Fifteen

The Morning in Darkness

The storm passed by the following morning, thankfully.

As the sun rose falling in through the windows, it fell acrossed two sleeping figures in a white linen bed. One with dark hair, like chocolate, and the other with lighter hair, like honey, their hair was together entwined. The woman, the figure with the honey coloured hair, was curled up with the other, the man. She seemed to of fallen asleep shivering, but not the kind of shivering one does when they are over cold. No, it was the kind of shivering, that one does when one was is scared wittless. The man had his arms wrapped around her, his cheek resting against the crown of her head, sleeping peacefully-- Until a mad parrot flew in the window that is...

" WRAWK ! RISE AND SHINE THE MORNIN'S FINE ! WRAWK !"

Will groaned waking up at the sound of Cotton's infernal parrot...All he wanted to do , was sleep-- and if not that, than to roast that parrot on a spit for breakfast, the sad thing was, it was probably the best breakfast that he would have while aboard this ship...

One day Cotton's gonna come up on deck, and I'll be sitting there with a fire, roasting his parrot, and I will be laughing evily...

Will thought to himself as he rolled onto his back, and pushed himself up on his forearms, cringing as the sun light fell right into his eyes.

Elizabeth awoke at the sound of the Will's groan, and she sat up. Her mussed honey locks fell over her shoulders as she looked over at Will...then a thought hit her...

" Oh no !"

" What is it Liz ?"

Will asked tiredly, and he knew the answer would have something to do with him, but he didn't care at the moment, he was still too consumed by sleep.

" If my father knew that I slept inside a bed with you, he would have your head -- "

" Well he locked you up for sleeping in my bed while I slept in another room on the floor. So naturally he is going to have my head, but don't worry, I'm not going to let that happen. Besides, he'll never know, and he is still in a coma..."

Will yawned and stretched, rolled his shoulders and his head, to crack his neck. Elizabeth shuttered in slight disgust at the sound that his neck and back made. But something else was tugging at her heart. Her father. He could be dying, and she wouldn't be there...

" William...do you think he will live ?"

" Who ?"

" My father..."

" Of course he will Elizabeth. The best doctor on all of Jamaica are looking after him, they know what they are doing."

" That's what they say...but they don't Will, they don't know."

" What makes you say that Lizbet ?"

Elizabeth just stared and him, and took her left arm by the wrist, lifted it up, and dropped it limply back down, falling into her lap.

" Good point...but you ripped the wood out, you shouldn't of even touched it till a doctor looked at it -- or at least me."

" So YOU could pull it out ? Please, you break my sconce everytime you touch it."

" ...I broke the sconce once..."

" I fixed it, you broke it again by touching it...and again, and again."

" You fixed it ? It couldn't be fixed -- and how did you fix it without the part I broke ?"

" William...you are a Blacksmith, you should know how to fix it, it just slides back in and connects, its so you can clean them silly !"

Will flushed a slight pink as he looked at her,

" Oh...Still, how did you find the piece? "

" I went to fetch my parasol, and I happened to look at the sconce , there was a piece missing. I knew that you did it, and I knew that you wouldn't be thinking. Besides, the only place in the front hall that you COULD of hidden, was with our parasols and canes."

" Hah, hah..ha..."

Will just laughed nervously, suddenly looking out the window at a rather interesting barnacle, blushing.

" I was a kid, I was nervous..."

" Will...it was last year...And if you had been just a boy , then within a few weeks, you became a man. And a wonderful one at that.."

Elizabeth scooched closer and rested her head on his shoulder, sighing contently in his warmth.

" I love you"

Will's voice turned soft and he put his arms around her.

" Mmmm, love you too"

She yawned and leaned heavily against him, wanting to go back to sleep, the storm having terrified her the night before.Will shifted her weight slightly and laid back down, with her laying for the most part on top of him. Both just wanted to sleep...

There was a knock on the door, when they didn't answer it, it turned to someone banging on the door angrily.

" While yeh be aboard meh ship I ask on'y one thing of yeh ! YEH GET UP ON TIME !"

Jack's angry voice called from outside their door.

" Why..."

Will groanned and curled up tighter with Elizabeth

" Becoz we 'ave ta go over the plan mate ! Now ge' up before I break down this 'ere door and find yeh both naked !"

" Oh for the love of God Jack ! We have done nothing !"

Elizabeth angrilly got up from the bed and threw open the door, standing infront of Jack with her angry expression; one eyebrow arched high, her lips pursed and her lower jaw out set a little.

" Alrigh' alrigh' lass. No need ta get angry...Come on yeh two, we've got ta go over our course o' action"

" Course of action..Jack we'er not fighting anyone..."

Will stood up tiredly and stretched out, smoothing out his sleep rumpled clothing. His dark chocolate hair a mess and sticking up at random angles. With tired fingers he raked his hand through his hair and smoothed it enough to tie it back tightly. He rubbed his eyes tiredly and crouched down, bent over backwards, his hands on the floor behind him, he arched his back up, stretching. The sight greatly disturbed Elizabeth.

" Do you do that every morning ?"

" Not usually, why ?"

" Because its-"

She paused thinking of something to say that would not offend dear William, she soon continued in her soft voice,

" Creepy"

Right, like that would not offend someone. Will looked at her, his eyes a little wide, and his eyebrow raised questioningly. Elizabeth turned a slight pink colour and cleared her throat,

" So Mr. Sparrow, what is our plan of action ?"

" Follow me..."

1.

After many long moments, of Jack Sparrow leading Elizabeth Swann and William Turner through the dark halls of the Black Pearl , halls that Will nor Elizabeth had ever seen before. Jack walked ahead of them, a torch in his hand, and his leather Buccaneer boots sloshing through a shallow body of water as there was an unfound leak somewhere down here, in the darkness. They were sure they could hear rats in the shadows, waiting, waiting...waiting, to strike and kill them with any number of diseases that they could be carrying. That though made Will very uncomfortable. Jack though, seemed unaware of the vermin down here, either that or he just did not care any longer.

" We're almost there."

He was so calm as they waded through the disgusting water, most likely from the bilge. Will sloshed along behind Elizabeth; who held her skirts up as she walked through the water. With her bare toes she could feel the very slime on the ebony wood of the floor boards.

There was a slight ripple in the water ahead of her; Jack had bumped into something with his foot. He calmly peered down at the water his torch lowering, followed by his eerily calm voice,

" Oop. Watch ou' fer the corpse."

Will though he had only meant a rat or a sea gull or something. You know, the kind of creature that gets trapped and cannot escape to live, but no, that's not what it was. Elizabeth screamed as loud as she could when the light of the torch fell over the cadaverious pirate floating in the water directly infront of her feet. She screamed and immediately turned and buried her head in the startled Will's chest. Will grabbed her by her corseted waist and lifted her up, walking passed the long dead and putrid pirate. Elizabeth couldn't remove her face from Will's hair, to afraid of what she might see.