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Ch. 2 Tortuga

At the port of Tortuga, the air was breezy and the sun was setting on the horizon. Elizabeth found this a good time to make a break for the tavern. She wanted a little 'away' time from the prying eyes of the crew and those of her fiancée, William.

While she quickly snuck off the ship she noticed they had already started to re-supply and gather more goods which would buy her time before being noticed missing.

At the tavern, after avoiding some drunk men, she got herself some rum to drink with what few galleons she had. She sat down at a table, looking down at the drink she had told Jack turned men into violent creatures, and took a swig. Not before too long she noticed two women walk in and spread themselves all over the tavern to every man willing to pay. One was tall, blond and very skinny while the other was short, brunette, and plump. It seemed they didn't have any luck as they sat down at a nearby table after obtaining drinks from the bar.

"It's too bad that one, Jack Sparrow's not in town." One of the women said to the other.

"Yeah, he paid a pretty penny for some female company every time." The other mentioned.

Elizabeth's ears shot in their direction and after hearing their words made her finally break loose of all she was holding in, mannerly, although the drink played a part. The two women noticed her outbreak of tears and went over to join her, as they rarely cared of others.

"You alright, need another drink deary?" The one asked politely.

"Haven't had any luck with the men here too, aye?" The other asked looking down at the boyish clothes she was wearing, "You won't get many in those clothes. Come with us."

The two women took Elizabeth to a cheap tailor shop down the road.

"On this rare occasion we'll help you out because you seem troubled." The tall woman said, motioning for Elizabeth to stand on the stool.

At this point she had drank the whole bottle of rum and was incapable of really knowing what was happening. She had realized that the two women had mistaken her for a prostitute and taken her down the road to change clothes but she did not really care for she was drunk and tired and not up to explain her situation.

After being fitted and dressed differently they set Elizabeth out into the street. The outfit they had adorned her with was not revealing or anything of the sort. She recalled one of the women saying she was already pretty enough to earn her men by looks, not cleavage. The dress was dark red, somewhat resembling the one Barbossa had made her wear once before.

As she was beginning to wise up and remember what was going on she started back towards the ship, realizing she had been out all night and that daybreak was almost there. The memories of everything started to flow back even harder as a headache struck her with them. How can I face Jack after everything that I've done…Will dear William, my future husband, forgive my treachery if it is him that I choose?...

Turning the corner, she noticed the ship moving closer with every step. William was the first to see her coming down the dock, he had been searching all night for her. He noticed that she was not walking straight and her appearance was different than before.

"Elizabeth!" he shouted, hurrying toward her and scooping her up in his arms, "I've been worried."

"Will, I…I…am sorry to have worried you. I was out taking a walk, getting new clothes, and preparing myself to meet Jack once again," she cringed at Jack's name as she remembered her reasons for leaving the ship in the first place.

"Elizabeth, are you melancholy, over Jack?" William asked, seeing Elizabeth's eyes meet his for the first time since the connection on the island.

"If I was to say yes, what would you say?" she asked back, looking deeper into her eyes than ever before, "What if I was to say that I felt so bad about my actions that I would give myself up to Davy Jone's to bring Jack back?"

William turned away, hurt, but understanding in certain ways, "Then instead of saying anything, I would ask where your loyalties lie"

"I love you William and I want to marry you." She replied, unsure yet if she would.

"Then that's good enough of an answer for me." William leans down and kisses Elizabeth, this time sparking the relationship between the both of them once again as Elizabeth complies with the kiss.

A smile emerges from her face, one that William had not been seen in a very long time, "I would ask you if you like my new attire, but it seems with such passionate gestures that you would say it would be better off and not on."

William smirked as he led Elizabeth back aboard the ship as they were getting ready to make sails again.

What am I kidding? Elizabeth thought Why would I be marrying William if I did not love him. Why would I have said yes? The right path has been in front of me all along. It seems a sin to have wavered away from him in such thoughts of Jack Sparrow… Elizabeth looks out at the sea as they leave the port, her hand slipped, intertwined with Williams as the sun rises up into the sky.

"It will be quite hard to fight in such clothing you know." William whispered down in Elizabeth's ear.

"It brings back memories to wear such attire in your presence. I feel if I can just wear it a little longer, the sooner we'll be married." She replied smiling.

"Ah, yes, well I was being serious." William laughed.

"There is more clothing below, don't worry." She retorted, giggling.

It had seemed as though everything was back to normal, but would Elizabeth stay strong with William or would her feelings once again waver? Will they reach Port Royale in time to face Davy Jones after saving Jack?

At the helm of the ship stood Captain Barbossa, looking down at a compass he had traded for on Tortuga, "We're on the correct heading now."

Mr. Gibb's joined Barbossa at the helm and helped to stir the ship as they talked about the troubles that lie ahead.

Elizabeth had changed clothes in the cabin below before joining William and the rest of the crew in the hull, drinking some rum and having a small gathering in Captain Jack Sparrow's honor.

As the night began to creep on them so did the water as it became rougher with every passing moment. The crew was called up quickly by Captain Barbossa who had them all at their stations in order to watch for deadly waves ahead.

They had barely missed being tipped over as Captain Barbossa had taken the helm from Gibb's and ferociously barred it to the right as a wave crashed down on them at the left.

Elizabeth had ignored William's words of staying put and poked her head out of the cabin, to see if there was anything she could do to help. Luckily she had been curious for one of the sails had broken loose and she grabbed the rope before it had become unreachable.

William noticed her struggling against the wind calling his name. He joined her quickly grabbing the rope from her as it was slipping through her delicate fingers.

"Get below, its not safe here!" he yelled over the wind and water that was engulfing them.

"I'll do everything that I can to help." She responded, once again ignoring William. She realized she would have to re-tie the rope to the mainmast to save the sail, "Do you trust me?" she looked at Will intently.

"Of course." He said, helping to hoist her up the mast while holding onto the rope that was wrestling him in the wind.

She climbed up the mainmast a bit and thought to herself she could make a break for the rope but just as she was a large wave came crashing on the ship. Elizabeth was shoved right into the pole by the water as the wave hit her. She held on with everything she had, grabbing hold of the rope and tying it quickly before she was to slip. "I've got it tied!" she yelled down to Will who started to hasten up the mast to get her.

Before Elizabeth had a chance to make her way back down she slipped off the pole and the ship tilted causing her to miss the broadside of the ship, crashing down into the water hard. William hurriedly went to the ship's side, "Man overboard! Man overboard!"

Before William could jump in the water after her Gibbs had come down and pulled him back away from the ship's side, "Don't be a fool you'll drown in the water!"

As Elizabeth resurfaced she could see the ship drifting away in the distance, trying desperately to keep herself afloat in the harsh water, rough wind, and now dueling rain that had joined the weather conditions. Suddenly she felt something grab her foot and start whirling her around in circles; she was being pulled into a whirlpool. Next thing she knew she was being pulled under, unable to keep herself above the water.