A/n: Sorry this chapter is a little late I've been so busy with school! Please forgive me! begs some more Anyways I just want to say this story is OOC but oh well. I like doing OOC every once in a while. I hope to be able to update soon! I will just try to convince my teachers that writing fan fiction is way more important than this so called "learning." Haha that would be amusing to see their reactions... Anyways please review and enjoy!

I do not (sadly) own the pirates of the caribbean crew.

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Chapter Three: And a Bottle of Rum

Maybe somewhere in my head I knew she hadn't come back for me, but there was this part of me that had to try. I had to know. I had been haunted by her too long to just give up now. So even if I seemed foolish, even if those pirates at Tartoga only tolerated my presence, I had to see if she'd come back to me.

You see, people ask me now how I was able to quiet the seas of Tartoga; well those pirates had listened to my stories for so long they didn't want to hear anymore of my pathetic tales. So when Elizabeth and Jack came along they knew they'd windup hearing all about it over and over again.

It is hard for people to believe that pirates would stand up for me, but don't think of it as that. They simply couldn't stand me when I was drunk. They hated my stories. They hated me. If they could they would send me out, but they never did. I guess it was the fact that I reminded them of where there life went wrong. Maybe it brought them comfort to know someone was always a little lower than them. No one will really know why they kept me around, but I'm guessing that I was too good of a customer to send out the door.

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'You came back to me.' What could she say to something like that? Could she really break his heart a second time? Why did it have to be this hard of a choice? Elizabeth knew she had missed Will while she had explored the seas with Jack, but she always gave the excuse that they were just friends. Had a part of her missed the option of settling down? Had a part of her really missed Will?

Jack's eyes turned from one face to the other. He knew Elizabeth wouldn't go back to Will but still there was this dark feeling pulling him down. It was like there was always that option of her choosing him. There was always that option that Elizabeth would finally realize she didn't love a filthy pirate.

Captain Jack Sparrow for once in his life was afraid. Afraid to have her taken away. His ocean was slowly being ripped away but to have her taken, well that would be it. He wouldn't bother getting up in the morning. She had somehow wormed her way into that Captain's heart. How? No one knows, but somehow she did.

Will Turner gazed with hazy eyes at the girl that he had lost years ago. Thoughts ran through his mind as she stared back with a daze. Maybe he knew that she would never return to him. Maybe that is why he twisted around and chuckled to himself while he mumbled, "God, I'm so stupid."

Elizabeth's eyes grew softer as his once innocent face came into view. He was the same. Maybe not on the outside but on the inside, despite being heartbroken, he was William Turner the man she had loved.

Had? She couldn't think of when it had changed to past tense. In her head it had been him that she was supposed to marry in the end. Of course she'd have her fun with Jack and complicate the hell out of both relationships, but in the end she strongly believed Will would take her back.

"I always thought that one day you would come back. And I mean the real you would return, not the ghosts that keep drifting around here. But… maybe I should have known you wouldn't come back for me. Maybe I should have just cut off that hope, but apart of me wouldn't let go," Will whispered with his back turned.

A round of sighs filled the room as the pirates cleared the area. The fat man threw his palm against his head as he grumbled, "Here he goes again!"

"Will… I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't know what else to say. I'm just so sorry. But if it helps I never forgot you. I never stopped loving you," Elizabeth explained as she walked closer to Will.

"Wait! What? You still love him? That's not what you said last night…" Jack interjected.

"Shut up Jack! Not now! This isn't going to be easy…" she yelled.

"We could talk it over with a bottle of rum. I think better with alcohol in me anyways," Will responded lifting his empty bottle up in the air.

"Good man! Bring on the rum!" Jack cheered trying to reach for the bottle in Will's hands.

"I just had to fall for pirates…" Elizabeth mumbled.

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We talked a couple hours that night. We didn't get really anywhere once the rum really kicked in. We just had a good time talking about old times before things got complicated. We had started as friends so it came no surprise to any of us that no matter what happened we'd stay friends.

When the sun crept upon the horizon we didn't know how it would end. We had no idea who Elizabeth would choose. Even she didn't know. So they stayed. The decision was made that things were better if we were altogether. It kept all our ghosts away.

But everyone knew peace wouldn't last. One day Elizabeth would have to decide. Jack or me? And that day was approaching like wild fire. She couldn't stop fate. Soon our happiness would have to end.