A/n: Ch two is done! it's longer and I tried to give more describtion and just make this chapter a lot better than the rest so I hope you guys enjoy! I think I spelled Tartoga right please tell me if I didn't. I think I left you guys off at a clif hanger.. I'm sorry but that just makes it more fun! Hopefully I'll be able to update tomorrow but since school is starting tomorrow I can't promise anything. Please Read and Review

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Chapter Two: Hold On

"Why are we stopping at Tartoga, Jack?" Elizabeth asked the man with the arm wrapped around her waist. He smiled with silver and gold replacing his teeth. He was a pirate after all.

He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You'll see, love." He led her through the noisy crowd of drunks and prostitutes. He could feel the glares piercing him all around. He wasn't supposed to be alive; of course most men there didn't have a crew like Captain Jack Sparrow.

One thing though Jack Sparrow didn't realize is that those glares weren't because he came back to life; they were because they knew how low he sank. They knew the story of how he got the girl. How he cheated, how he betrayed their friend Will.

Oh yes, they were good friends with dear William. They knew him and his problems more than their own. To them Will could have been so much more than what they turned out to be.

A fat man with brown hair and a dazed look turned to the Captain and the girl he held tight. The man scratched his bare stomach as he greeted them with a snarl, "What do you think you're doing here? You're no longer welcome here. Get going."

Jack looked behind him not processing that the fat man was talking to him. "You mean me? What are you gettin at?" the Captain asked raising an eyebrow in confusion.

It seemed the usual excitement that Tartoga was known for died down. Everyone watched as the fat man began to yell, "What am I gettin at? We don't allow you're type in here anymore. This island is for those who have nothin to their name. This island is for people with nothin. And now seein as though you come in here with that woman, you got somethin. Now get on out of here before he comes. I don't wanna scene."

The Captain was taken back. He never thought just because he had a woman by his side that his favorite place would never allow him in again. But somewhere in that head of his he knew there was something more to this story.

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Elizabeth stared at the unfamiliar man in front of her as she glanced over to something in the corner. She gasped as she caught a glimpse of the man she gave up two years ago.

She tried to make her way through the crowd just as a girl grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. "You will not go near that boy, understand me?" a girl with faded blonde hair whispered sternly to her.

Elizabeth couldn't comprehend why they weren't allowing her to see Will. But then she saw his eyes turn towards her. Instead of the fierce brown eyes that she once knew, she found herself looking into deep broken eyes that no longer had any spark or color left in them.

She knew why they weren't allowed here. They knew Will probably more than she or Jack knew him. Will had changed since she left him. It was her fault he ended up here. Immediately after seeing his unkempt hair and mud, wrinkled old clothes she felt regret come over her.

She could have prevented this. She led him on. She gave him false hopes, false promises. She is the reason he is here. She destroyed everything about him. And the only thing she felt was regret.

The minor feeling of something, however, would not change anything. She can't go back and make things better nor would she want to have settled on him. Maybe though she could have told him instead of letting him figure it out on his own. But Elizabeth wasn't about that. She liked adventure and making things too difficult. She liked making things messy and complicated and allowing someone else to take the blame. She didn't care about the feelings of others unless they were of someone she couldn't live without.

In the beginning she listened and did whatever her father instructed her to do. She would have married the Commodore if Jack hadn't told her the tales of freedom. She would have married Will if Jack hadn't told her of curiosity. In the end one might assume it was Jack's fault, but Elizabeth never objected. She melted into waves and followed whatever that Captain told her.

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Will got up from his seat on the ground. He walked with great difficulty as he tried to put his foot in front of the other. He made his way through the group of familiar faces until finally he stopped in the middle of the circle.

His eyes became a little clearer as a slight smile crept on his face. He turned towards Elizabeth as he whispered softly, "You finally came back."