William Turner walked back into the church, discreetly wiping a tear as he sat down. He sat in the last pew of the church, accompanied by the one and only Jack Sparrow. Indeed, it had been Jack's idea for Will to see Elizabeth before the wedding and Will was glad he had taken the pirate's advice for once. His heart ached as he sat there, looking up at Commodore Norrington, and he was jealous. He was envious of this man who was lucky enough to get to spend the rest of his miserable life.
"Welcome back, William." Jack said, nodding towards the young man. "How did your meeting go with Miss Elizabeth?" He inquired, sitting back in the pew and propping his foot up on the slot where a Bible was currently resting.
"Good." Was all the information he supplied as he fell into his own thoughts and inner anguish.
Suddenly, the wedding music started up, supplied by a string quartet, and everyone rose. Will searched for Elizabeth through the crowd of people that impeded his view. However, she was searching for him as well and she sent him an eternally sad smile before putting her joyful one back in its place as she faced all of her family and friends. Will smiled to himself. At least he still had that over Norrington. William Turner would always be the keeper of Elizabeth's heart, even if he had to keep it from afar.
Will and Jack sat down as the minister bid the congregation to, and the wedding began.
"If there is anyone who would contest this union, please speak now, or forever hold your peace." There was a moment of tense silence until the minister continued and bid Norrington to speak his vows.
"Elizabeth, I love you…"
Jack turned to Will and leaned over, still keeping his eyes on the commodore. "You know, if you were looking for it, that was the opportune moment." He whispered.
Will sighed, looking down. "I know."