Elizabeth smiled as a cool breeze made her hair whip around her face, making the scene seem so peaceful. Two arms gently wrapped around her shoulders, making everything all the more better. She could feel the faint movement of the breathing of the person behind her. Everything seemed so perfect as the sun started to sink down as the horizon consumed it like fire. Elizabeth was sure nothing could ruin the mood until she felt the light clanging of an object against her waist. The object was small item attached to her belt that she had tried to keep hidden from view by any unwanted stares.

The very idea that the object brought to mind made Elizabeth feel uncomfortable. Automatically, Elizabeth's right hand reached down to put the compass back in its position. Suddenly the feeling of something being wrong overwhelmed her senses. The arms around her suddenly felt wrong, like they weren't the arms that should be wrapped around her. She turned to face Will with a fraud smile. "I think I'll go to the cellar for a bit…" She had no idea why she had said 'cellar' instead of somewhere else, but it she just did. Will nodded, "Alright." He kissed her forehead gently before walking off. Elizabeth waited until he was out of sight before rubbing her forehead where his lips had touched it. She was glad he hadn't kissed her lips; she didn't like it anymore when they kissed.

Elizabeth turned and slowly made her way down towards the cellar, her eyes on the wooden planks. She wasn't thinking about anything important as her feet automatically led her on the set path. Her heart knew where she was heading and to whom she was headed to, but her mind was completely oblivious to the world around her. At least it was until she found herself in the cellar. She calmly glanced around at the many bottles of rum, quietly observing everything.

"Beautiful drinks, aren't they love?" They voice completely startled Elizabeth as she wheeled around, her startled face anxiously looking over the figure before her. His face changed quickly to that of a worried look. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you love." Elizabeth breathed in, regaining the proper way to breath, and smiled. "You didn't scare me, I was…surprised." Jack nodded in agreement, though he didn't believe it a bit. Elizabeth was telling the truth though. She hadn't expected to see Jack at all, though she was in the rum cellar.

Jack simply walked over to the rum bottles, pulled one out, and took a long sip. He gave her another grin and started towards the stairs. "Jack…" Elizabeth kicked herself mentally; she hadn't meant to speak but some unknown force, known as love by common people, had made her. Jack turned his head, "Yes, love?" Elizabeth sighed; she didn't know what to say now. She always got herself into these positions. Without even thinking her hands went to action and pulled out the irritating compass. She felt like she had no control over her action as she could only watch as her hands opened up the compass and the needle began to spin. Jack, intrigued, turned fully around and walked closer to look at the readings. Elizabeth was mentally embarrassed when the needle stopped spinning and ended up pointing straight ahead of her, at Jack. Her physique gave nothing away though, and as her jaw dropped slightly askew she slowly looked at Jack's eyes as his own were starring down at the compass. His eyes eventually looked up to meet her own; they looked as shocked as her own.

Jack thought of something cocky to say and said it, "No one can resist me." Again Elizabeth's heart made her react unlike she usually would. Closing the compass, she smiled and leaned in to kiss the yes, irresistible, Captain Jack Sparrow.