Summary: When Jack Sparrow found out a little secret, he didn't know what to do and why he hadn't been told earlier. In shock and panic he turns to Will Turner to help him with his problems. But Will had problems of his own, cold feet about his marriage and some unwelcome familiar faces.
Warnings: Spoilers for pirates of the Caribbean
Couplings: Will Turner/ Elizabeth…Will Turner/ Brandy
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the POTC characters and that (wish I did :P), I'm just changing them a bit to add some drama, well a lot of drama but you know, it makes it more exciting. This is my first fanfic so I'm welcome to any comments, even bad ones.
A/N: If this fiction works out then I am going to be so surprised and will take any ideas from anyone to work into the next chapters.
Meeting Brandy.
Chapter 1:
"Elizabeth, come here please the wedding gowns have arrived" Her father called. Elizabeth rushed upstairs to her bedroom in a lady like manor. As she entered she felt a rush of excitement flow through out her. She started to browse through the ideas for her wedding gown with her father "Let's try this one shall we Elizabeth?" Her father suggested. She took hold of the long flowing cream gown with hints of green stitching. Her father waited patiently as the maids helped her dress behind the screen. Elizabeth stepped out from behind the screen and peered in the mirror next to her dresser then looked to her father for a reaction. "Oh my darling Elizabeth you look wonderful" He gasped; Elizabeth could tell her father genuinely loved this dress and turned back to the mirror. She gazed into it and imagined herself stood with her husband-to-be in this outfit. Her visions captured her and there she stood oblivious to those around her in a deep daydream. "My lady, my lady" the tallest maid looked worried, "Are you alright?" Just then Elizabeth snapped back to reality and turned to her farther, "I love it" she screamed, "just one thing I would like to adjust - the length".
Meanwhile Will was in the room two doors searching for the perfect outfit. But he couldn't seem to decide. "Excuse me, can you find out what colour my darling Elizabeth will be wearing, I would very much like to match." Will questioned is butler. "Of course sir". Will paced engrossed in his own thoughts, when the butler returned he started slightly and looked to him for an answer. "Cream, with the hint of green sir" The butler answered. Right thought Will. He'd poured through all the garments that had been sent to him and quickly picked out the one he searched for "These are perfect!" Will picked out a cream pair of breeches and a darkish green blazer like jacket.
Will headed off to the pub, where an extremely pretty young woman walked up next to him and ordered a pint. She noticed Will staring in her direction and looked around as if to say are you looking at me. She realised he must have been, no one else was behind her. She stretched out her hand and said "Hi I'm Brandy". Will took her hand "Nice to meet you Brandy I'm Will turner". Her bright red hair shone beautifully round her face. She was wearing a striped bandana, short bikini type top and breech like trousers. Her flat boots reached the top of her shin and where covered in mud, also the bright orange sarong hung from her waist band like a soft feather.
"Scarlet" Jack Sparrow looked shocked to see her. Scarlet marched up to him and slapped him. "Didn't deserve that did you?" Will Turner sniggered as he came out of the pub. With a smile pinned across his face he jogged off back to work.
"Will, Will" a voice shouted, seeming distressed and worried. Will spun round when he saw his boss running towards him. "I want you to have the work shop, I'm leaving, and it's just my families got into a spot of trouble". Will saw the hurt and devastation in his eyes, this business was his livelihood, why the sudden change?
A few minutes later Will was sat at his 'desk to be', he put his fingers to his cheeks and felt the warmth there. One minute he'd been an employee next minute he had his own business, it was unbelievable. He was going to miss Mr Brown, even though he only ever slept. "I'm so sorry to hear this Mr Brown, will you ever return?" Will had mixed emotions he was so happy he had his own business, but how could he feel so happy knowing that he would never see his boss again, after all he was more than a boss, he was a friend. "I may but I don't think so" he looked up from the paper was signing, in order to write the business over to Will, he looked worried, harassed and shifty.
"May I ask why you're leaving" Will probed gently.
"I'm sorry Will." Mr Brown bowed his head. "The business is yours, good luck son." And after a pat on the shoulder, Wills former employer left.
Jack Sparrow entered the pub at the usual time of four o'clock. "Pint" he ordered the bar man. The woman that had tagged him all day ordered a small red wine and proceeded to pierce him with her eyes. Scarlet had followed him every where that day, he started to feel very uncomfortable. "What is it you want?" Jack screamed at her.
Her expression turned from determinedly angry to a haunted and sad one, what could possibly be this depressing and urgent at the same time thought Jack impatiently. Women, they were only good for one thing and one thing only. "Out with it, damn it!" he snorted, his beer was waiting.
"I need to tell you something, but I can't" Scarlet whimpered, pearly tears slid down her rosy cheeks.