Disclaimer: I don't own the Pirates of the Caribbean…at all. So you can't really sue me, see, since I've said I don't own it. And if you try to, I will be very much hurt. And I'll cry. You don't want that, do you?

Note: Thanks to all my reviewers. And to refresh your memory (I actually had to look this up…looks stupid) Ragetti is the name of the pirate with the one eye that keeps falling out. He's actually my favorite because he makes me laugh. And to Lexapower, thanks for you critical review. I kinda tried to make Will nicer in this chapter since that bothered you. After I read over his lines, it did kinda seem un-Will-ish. But hopefully you'll be happier with this chapter.

Chapter 3, Snappy Lighty Sticky

"Tell me what, Miss Swan?"

His voice echoed off the walls of the Kraken. It was rich and deep, and I felt an intense heat between my legs.

"J-Jack?" I couldn't control my breathing. And it had nothing to do with the horrible smell.

"Yes, love?" I heard heavy footsteps approaching me, but I ached to see his face. Then I felt his hands on my shoulders, and then my neck, and finally my jaw. He tilted my head upward, and I closed my eyes, waiting to feel his lips on mine…

"Now what is this that you have to tell me?" he said. My eyes snapped open in disappointment. I could feel his hot breath on my face, and I longed for his lips to come only an inch closer.

"Nothing…it's nothing…just…you called me Miss Swan!" I breathed, closing my eyes again. Quickly, before I could lean forward far enough to reach him, he released his hold on my face and I heard him back away a few feet.

"Two things:" I imagined him drunkenly holding up two fingers, "As to why I called you 'Miss Swan'…it only seems appropriate. After all, I'm unawares as to what you want me to call you now that our friendship has…changed. Second thing: It amuses me that you only now seem to want me around, when before all you wanted was to feed me to this delightful beastie! Jack said, and I heard a maniacal laugh in his voice. I prayed he hadn't gone mad before I even thought to feel guilty.

"Jack…you know why I did that…it was for the good of the crew!"

"THE GOOD OF THE—the good of the crew? Oh, a lot of good that did. Feed innocent Jack to the icky monster so you escape being the main course…or in your case, dear Miss Swan…the dessert. But you all STILL ended up here ANYWAY, didn't you?" Jack was getting hysterical. I hadn't thought our reunion would be so hard on us. I could hear him pacing because of the squelching noises his boots made.

"At the time…I thought it was the right thing to do!" I said in my defense. I stood up and walked in the direction I thought he'd gone, until eventually I bumped into him. I fumbled for his hands, and finally found them. Holding them tightly in mine, I pulled him to me, so that we were locked in a tight embrace. "I've realized my mistake, Jack…I would take it back in a heartbeat if I could!"

"Well 'at the time' I called you a pirate. Now I can see you're something much worse! You're a mutineer!" Jack tried feebly to pull away from me, so it wasn't much of a struggle to hold onto him. His foot must have gotten caught on something, because he stumbled backwards. I fell—on top of him—still holding onto his body.

I raised my head and chest off him, and tried to look into the dark area that I thought was his face.

"Jack…I need to tell you something…but—I won't until I can see your face!"

"As you wish, your highness…" he mumbled under his breath.

He jerked one hand away from mine and I heard him fumbling with something. Then I heard a strange sound, a loud crack…and light filled the inside of the Kraken's body.

"What…what magic is this?" I asked; I looked down into Jack's hand; there, snapped in two, was…a stick. "A stick? A stick made this much light?"

"Tia Dalma," he said, as if this was a good enough response. He saw, in my face, that I didn't understand, so he explained. "She did her…voodoo bit and tada! Snappy…lighty sticky!" he said, waving the broken stick, which was now emitting a good big more light, in my face.

Then our eyes met.

I looked into his, which were still encircled by charcoal-black smears. Those beautiful eyes bored straight into mine, filling me with a warmth I'd only felt when I was around him. I felt him remove his other hand from mine, and then both his hands found their way to my face. He never removed his eyes from mine.

"So tell me, Elizabeth…" he whispered softly; I didn't fail to catch that he'd finally called me, 'Elizabeth', "now that you can see my face…what is this thing that you're dying to tell me?"

I couldn't speak. I was completely and utterly captivated by his beautiful eyes, his perfect lips…his soft, warm skin.

"I…I…er…"

"You what?" Jack said, urging me on.

"I—Tia Dalma said she wants her jar of dirt back." I just couldn't say it. Saying it would mean the definite end of William and me, and possibly a rejection from Jack, and if he didn't reject me, I wasn't entirely sure I'd be able to resist taking him then and there…even in the reeking belly of the Kraken.

Jack's slight smile disappeared and he looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Her dirt? You had to see my face so you could tell me that she wants her...jar…of…dirt?" he grumbled incredulously.

"Er…yes?"

"Somehow I can't bring myself to believe you, Elizabeth. I'll just have to force you to tell me the truth."

I was about to ask him how he planned to do this when one of his hands left my face and slid down to my trousers. I gasped as I felt his hand slip inside them slowly, and then find my center. I drew in a sharp breath as he gently slipped two fingers inside me. He moved them in and out skillfully, bringing immediate pleasure. Moaning, I didn't realize my head had begun to loll with the movement of Jack's fingers. Then he inserted another finger, and I felt a slight twinge of pain, which brought me back to reality.

"Stop! Stop…not here. Not now." I made no physical move to stop him, and mentally I was already taken.

"Don't deny that you want it, Elizabeth. Tell me you want it. Tell me…"

His fingers began moving even more rapidly, and the pain worsened, and then slowly began to fade. I felt pleasure coursing through me once again, and I moaned loudly into Jack's shoulder.

"Jack! Please don't make me…please…"

"I'll not make you do anything you don't want to…"

I felt so close to the point of release that I could hardly speak. My lips wouldn't close; I was breathing heavily through my mouth. I couldn't concentrate hard enough to speak.

"Tell me, love…now." Then he moved his fingers in such a way that my secret was moaned into the air before I could stop it.

"I love you. I love you, Jack."

Disappointingly, his fingers instantly stopped moving inside me. My moment of pure, explosive pleasure would never come.

"Jack? What's wrong?" I asked, looking into his eyes, which were now staring into mine. He looked amazed, confused…and scared. I'd scared him. I shouldn't have said it. It was a mistake. A ghastly, horrifying, sickening mistake. Jack pulled his fingers from inside of me and out of my trousers. He never stopped looking at me, his mouth open slightly, his eyes roving over my face curiously. "I'm sorry, Jack. I didn't mean to—I didn't think. Forgive me…please?" he didn't respond. He only continued to scare. I tried a different approach: "I'll never say it again."

Suddenly, his penetrating gaze melted away, and replaced in his eyes was a look of longing, regret, and…love.

"No, Elizabeth." He lifted his head up while pulling mine down. His lips collided with mine in a tender kiss. It was soft and absolutely perfect; it was even better than the magic he could do with his fingers. Then, to my dismay, he pulled his soft lips away from mine. "Please say it again. I want you to say it again." He smiled at me, holding my face only an inch from his.

"You…you said 'Please!'" This was actually very unusual, if I knew Jack.

"Yes, I did. And what kind of example would you set if you didn't give me what I want when I ask so very nicely?"

Slowly, a smile stretched across his face, revealing a few golden teeth. His eyes glanced down to my lips again, and he pulled my face to his until our mouths were once again locked in a passionate, hungry kiss.

"I want you," I moaned.

"And you shall have me," Jack's voice rasped. I was completely lost in his kiss, his touch, the heat radiating from his skin. He breathed my name, and I felt myself growing even more wet. Then his lips trailed away from mine and down my neck. With excitement, I noticed his hands were fumbling with the buttons my shirt. I noticed his hands were actually trembling. I reached down and took them in my own, to steady them. Looking into his eyes, I smiled, and then proceeded to help him with my buttons.

"Elizabeth…I--"

"Look men! I see a light! Just there! Around the corner!"

Jack and I froze at the voice. My head whipped around to look at the corner; judging from the slimy sounds of their footsteps, the men were still too far away to see us.

I jumped off Jack and began buttoning the loose buttons on my shirt. Jack was tucking in his shirt and fastening his belt. The men were coming closer. I looked up at Jack, to make sure all was in order. Then I noticed the stick, lying on the ground.

"Jack! The light! Put out the light!"

Quickly, Jack stooped to pick up the trinket that Tia Dalma had given him, and put the two pieces back together. Amazingly, the light disappeared instantly. I heard Jack coming closer to me in the dark. Then I felt his breath on my ear.

"Tell them nothing. I will find you when the time comes, savvy?" Suddenly, his lips were on mine again, in a chaste kiss. Then he pulled away, and I didn't doubt that the crew wouldn't find him in the pitch black.

"Where did the light go?" Ragetti said. "It seems as though the rapture has finally come! Without question, the final judgment is here!"

"Eh shut up with all your Biblical ramblin'! You don't even know what rapture is!"

"Elizabeth, are you there? Are you okay?" William's voice echoed to me. His voice sounded worried for the first time in months. I could tell they'd all rounded the corner by the closeness of their voices.

"Yes, I am here!" I yelled, almost forgetting my voice. I walked towards them until I collided with who I thought was William. He reached out and steadied me, then asked:

"Are you sure you're okay? I've been…Elizabeth, where was that light coming from?" It hurt me to see that he was embarrassed to say he was worried. But it also made me hopeful, because it proved that he still cared.

"What light? I didn't see any light…" I said, trying to sound confused.

"Don't lie to us, lass! It's important that you tell the truth!" Barbossa hissed.

"I didn't see any LIGHT!" I screamed. The groans and whines of the crew stopped immediately and all was silent; I thought I was alone again. Then I heard a cough, and my hopes of being alone were shattered.

"Elizabeth…please." Will's voice was just next to my ear; his words came softly and kindly. I turned to him and felt until I found his hands.

"Will…I need to tell you something."

"I know, Elizabeth."

"What do you mean you know? You know what I'm going to tell you or you know I have something to explain?" I was hoping he didn't know what I had to tell him. I wanted it to come from me, and only me.

"Both. You've been different lately. I've noticed you…seem so far away."

I noticed the rest of the crew had fallen silent, and cleared my throat, signaling to Will that we should wait to talk when we were alone…if we ever were again.

"Well, this is all fair conversation, but I think we best be gettin' out of here, doncha think?" Barbossa said sarcastically.

"Yes…yes we should. I'm afraid if I stay here much longer I'll never rid myself of the smell!" I said, trying to lighten the dark mood. Finally, Will grasped my hand again and we began walking back the way they'd come. Even as Will was holding my hand, leading me on through the darkness, holding me close every time a noise the Kraken made startled him, I couldn't help but think of Jack and when he'd come for me. Showing himself then would've made us both look suspicious, so I understood why he felt he needed to hide. But right then, I only wanted him with me.

Suddenly, I heard a deep, low, rumbling noise. Will froze, still clenching my hand. I didn't even hear him breathing. The noise slowly became louder, and as it did, more of the crew slowed down and stopped to listen to it.

"It's decided to eat us! Oh, how soon cometh judgment day!" Ragetti screeched fearfully. The rest of the crew began screaming, praying, and crying out in fear. Will pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his heartbeat against my skin, and it was quickening with the rising volume of the rumbling noise, which was quickly becoming a roar. Then:

"What…what is that? Can you see it? It's me imagination!" Then I noticed I could actually see Will's face…more and more clearly every second…and I turned to look behind me…

The light was far away, down the end of the tunnel, but becoming brighter all the time. But I noticed, as the light got closer, the noise became louder.

"It's…fire! FIRE! FIRE, MEN! RUN!" someone screamed. It took my mind a moment to register exactly what was coming after us. It wasn't just light; it really was fire. And it was rapidly approaching us. Will snapped his head around and jerked me along with him as he ran as fast as he could through the muck of the insides of the Kraken. I had just realized the monster was groaning with fury.

"Wait! WAIT FOR ME, LADS!"

I turned, still running with Will, and saw Jack Sparrow running after us. He was not far behind, and I tried to slow Will down so Jack could catch up.

"No, Elizabeth, what are you doing? We'll be roasted to death!" Will screamed, still trying to pull me with him.

"We have to wait for Jack! We can't give up; we came this far!" Finally, I wrenched my hand free of Will's grip and began running back to Jack. I thought I heard Will call my name, but I kept running until I reached Jack.

Reaching out, I just touched his fingertips before the fire came.

"GET DOWN!" Jack screamed. We fell into the sticky, putrid floor. Jack clutched me to his chest, and I closed my eyes.

End chapter

Yeah this chapter was horrible, but I'm rushing because I may not be able to update for a while. My computer is going through a major overhaul, so this might be my last chapter if the repair guy can't fix it the first time. So until then, thanks to all who review!