Perhaps in a Past Life We Were Meant for One Another

By: JohnnycakesDepp

Chapter: 4: I Want to Be With You Mr. Turner

Rating for this chapter: M

A/N: Thanks to these reviewers: cal(x 100,000,000,000- I LOVE you cal), Captain-Ammie, Dying star, Padme-17, piritesslass, clear-sparkle, wahinetoa

Anamaria walked around their small house a few times looking at the odds and ends she had seen millions of times in the short year she had lived there with Will. She sighed out of sheer boredom spinning around quickly to flop on the couch. She looked around from the couch to see if it had given her anything more interesting to observe. She reached down and grabbed the dagger from her boot twirling it around in her hands. The next hour went by as uneventful as this making her realized in dept how much she really did miss the sea. She rolled her eyes at daftness of her thinking- she was in Jamaica only a short walk away from the sea-- and her mate's blacksmith shop. She smiled as the thought crossed her mind. She looked at the clock across the room. It was 12:00 she figured he would be taking a lunch break within the next hour or so—perfect timing. Anamaria ran up the stairs to fetch the key to the house to stash in her pocket and ran back quickly. She made her way quickly closing the door behind her loudly.

Anamaria entered the smithy happily and tried as hard as she could to disguise the pleasure in her voice. "Mr. Turner, I think I shall need to speak to you about a disservice," she said in the manliest voice she could muster. Will wiped his brow with a towel and turned around then wiped his hands on his apron. "I'm sorry sir- Ana!" he said smiling obviously as happy as she was to see her.

"I was so bored in the house. I don't know how women do it. And it's not even one o'clock yet. Ughhh…" she cried putting her head on Will's shoulder as he chuckled and put his arms around her.

"I hate going to work you know? Not seeing you all day," he said.

Anamaria smiled. "I think it's a good thing. Seeing too much of you would get annoying." She put her arms around his neck as his hands made their way to her waist pulling her close for a kiss.

"You know we won't be able to do this when I start apprenticing," he said kissing her again.

"It's a long time yet till then. We'll have to send him on an errand or something when we want to have a moment to ourselves. Table?" Will nodded letting her lead the way to the table at the other side of the shop. She sat on the table buttoning down her shirt aggravatingly slowly teasing him.

"Ana…" said the blacksmith breathlessly. She pulled the shirt off her body revealing her bare chest. Will quickly shook of his apron and nearly tore his shirt apart in his haste. They both pulled off their pants and Ana laid back on the table as her mate climbed on top of her readily. He ran his hand up her thigh sending chills up her spine while he kissed her passionately from her neck to her stomach. Anamaria whimpered partially of pleasure and partially to proclaim the torment Will was putting her through by teasing her.

"Will!" The teasing went on a few minutes more until he finally put himself into her and even beyond the door of the smithy sounds of their lovemaking could be heard. And when they had both reached their peaks Will laid on top of her breathing in time with the rise and fall of her chest. Anamaria smiled kissing the top of his head. "That was fun. I should come to your shop more often."

"A lot more often if it's going to be like this. I-" The door opened and in came Commodore Norrington surprising both of them as they jumped up from the table scrambling about to gather their things.

"I'm sorry for interrupting the moment you were having with your piratess Mr. Turner." Anamaria looked at him sharply covering herself as best she could with her tangled and discarded clothes.

"Do you think you could turn around for a moment whiles I put my breeches on- Commodore?"

Norrington turned around quickly. "My apologies Miss Anamaria." She snorted and put on her breeches while Will did the same and put on his shirt.

"You can turn around now."

Norrington turned on his heel to face the pair. "Yes, thank you. Mr. Turner-"

"I think I'll go back home," she said kissing Will on the cheek. "I'll see you later. Commodore." She took her leave excusing herself from the men's presence.

"I see you've taken a liking much to Sparrow's first mate. It was my understanding that the two were sleeping together. You plan to continue making house with a whore?"

Will snarled. "Did you come here for something or just to insult me and my girlfriend?"

"Actually I came to ask for a specially made blade. It's of no secret that I don't fancy you Mr. Turner but you are a brilliant craftsman and I've always been extremely pleased with your work."

"Sure," said Will reluctantly putting on his apron. "Show me what you want." And Norrington smirked.

A/N: Sorry it's took this long to get this chapter up! This was just a filler chapter to let you all know. I was at a road block for this but now I have tons of ideas for the direction of this story! Before it was just drama and romance now it is going to be an action/adventure fic. Yeah! So please review lovelies you'll get a big banana split or a brownie ice cream sundae if you prefer. Review, review, review, review, review, review, review, review, review, review