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. IF YOU READ THIS REVEIWS, PLEASE, REVEIWS, i have quite a few hits, and need REVEIWS, so i no weather or not im on the rite lines

Confusion through out the land.

Chapter 3: "Will" Brandy whispered as he walked past "it's your wedding tomorrow, you can't go back there" she glanced over to his future house, "let's go back to the burn." Brandy's scared face and half braided hair made Wills' heart skip a beat. His eyes shone with delight he handed her the key "you go on ahead, I need a pint to mull this over with" Will had that love-struck puppy dog look pinned across his face again as he headed to the pub.

Brandy headed for the barn and waited patiently for him to arrive. She twisted round as she heard foot prints approaching. "It's only me" Will explained as he saw the look of worry pass across her face. "Sorry I dashed off so quickly earlier, shall we start where we left off" Will suggested. Wills' sensitive, cute brown 'bambi' eyes met her sharp emotional green ones. "Lets knock ourselves out; I've been longing to do this for ages." Brandy stretched up. As their lips connected invisible sparks seemed to fly in all directions through out the room. Slowly their mouths opened, their tongues slid past each others. Brandy felt a wash of emotion wash over her; this felt so good because it wasn't allowed and because it was true? His hands explored her body; she let him take control for a brief while before digging in. It was a little forward but she needed to and by the feel of things he needed to as well Brandy started to undo the buttons placed upon Wills delicate loose fitting shirt. His chest began to show. Will felt apprehension creeping up on him like a cat would a bird, he kicked the cat, when was the last time he had fun? Elizabeth never need know. Will pinned her against the wall, she pushed herself up against him, and his hand ran down her thigh, her hands got niftier and their breathing quickened. Things began to move quicker as they fell into a big pile of straw, Brandy landing like a feather on top of Will. Ripping each others clothes off came really easy to them. The night was going to be long and active for them.

"Mr Brown, What are you doing here? I thought your family was very ill" Miss Elizabeth questioned, she arched a dark and perfect eyebrow, big and her equally dark eyes probed him.

"Yes well I couldn't very much miss your wedding, plus I have brought a little surprise for young Will" Elizabeth raised an eyebrow and shot him the look to say 'go on' but Mr Brown simply tapped his nose and walked in the direction of the pub.

Elizabeth smiled what ever it was it must be good she thought, and how nice to know you were loved!

"Mr Gibbs what brings you here?" Jack Sparrow enquired. He was stood on the sunbathed docks, he was passing by and noticed the familiar ship sail in, he'd been taking a walk to try and clear his head, make some sense and work out what to do

"How on earth do you possibly think we could miss young Wills' wedding?" Answered the captain in a jolly manner, Jack suddenly seemed confused. "We?" He asked-that was the last thing he needed, a ship full of pirates turning up at the wedding.

Mr Gibbs repeated, turned round then realised that his crew had not yet clambered from the ship. "Yes we, I brought the whole crew, ye didn't think we weren't coming did you?" The crew scrambled down from the Black Pearl and staggered over. "Wind in my sails, wind in my sails" the parrot squawked as he wobbled about on the mutes shoulder, seemingly unaffected by the movement. "We got celebrating last night, and well, ye can see they aren't exactly back to normal." Jack sparrow and Mr Gibbs burst out laughing as the parrot fell from the mutes shoulder, oh yes, unaffected... They swivelled round in the direction of Mr Swan's house.

Will was already up, he left Brandy lying on the heap of straw naked, and before he left the barn he chucked a blanket over her. He made his way up to his future house, his head hung low. "This day is supposed to be joyful and happy, so why do I feel so low?" Will asked himself. As he paced up and down he tried to get changed, he fell over with a huge bang as he tried to put on his breeches. Idiot. He got up and lay there on the bed, thinking, who is my true love, Elizabeth or Brandy?

Brandy woke up round about ten o'clock she hauled herself to her feet and wondered why she was so cold, suddenly realising she was stood naked she smiled thinking about what happened last night and quickly clothed herself. She let out a huge yawn and rubbed her eyes as she stepped out of the door. The sun beamed down on her so bright she couldn't see properly. She stretched off and headed towards the church, knowing that the wedding started in just an hour.

Jack Sparrow left his fellow pirates at the local tavern, as he wanted to find out who the mother of his daughter, Brandy was. "Scarlet, tell me the name of her mother, I must Know" Jack insisted, trying to be polite at the same time. "I'm sorry jack, I truly am but I can't tell" Jack didn't like her answer, and in his fury he picked her up and held her against the wall,

"You will tell me know!" He shouted, he had a right to know who his little girl was by, nothing would stop him finding out. But the porcelain image of a sweet brown haired girl in a dress and sandals, picking daisies couldn't have been more inaccurate.

Scarlet shivered, she was scared stiff, you could see the fear in her eyes. "It's Lucy May" she sobbed. Jack dropped her as he stepped back. Shaking his head he couldn't believe it. Now he'd got the truth he didn't like it, he wanted to give it back.

"Lucy May, Barbossa's wife?" Scarlet let out a huge sob and nodded. "Where is she, why didn't she tell me, what am I going to do, when, who else knows?" Jack insisted on an answer, he wanted them, and he wanted them now. Scarlet was to terrified to not do as he demanded, so she answered "she's dead! Died five days ago, she was my best friend!" Scarlet chocked through tears they refused to stop dripping down her cheeks and falling onto the floor.