Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of "Pirates of the Caribbean", the only character I own is John Kevins.
A/N: this is it, the last chapter of my story...hope you've enjoyed it, also the ones who read without reviewing. I'm going to post another story soon about POTC, maybe even this night as I've got chap 1 ready, so if you want to stick with me...
Chapter 9: Pirates At The Heart
Some months passed since their wedding, and Will had become the owner of the workshop where he had worked for years, as Mr. Brown retired and left it to him.
Things were looking up for them as he earned quite well, and Elizabeth was rich on her own, although they used as little of her fortune as they could. They wanted to make things go well their own, so she started working too, something part time just to not be at home all day. It was quite boring, she must admit. She had never been the kind of girl who loved teas in the high society and things like that, even if her heritage requested her to go now and then.
But as much as things were going smoothly, Will felt something was missing. More than once he left the shop early and went to have a walk on the beach, looking out at the sea with longing. He had never thought about it before, but sailing was really beautiful, the occasional spray of salt water, the seagulls flying near the ship, the lulling of the waves at night…of course, there were perils out there too, and he had experienced quite some of them, but still, he found out he was deeply in love not only with Elizabeth, but with the sea too.
One night, he took the courage to speak what was on his mind, hoping his wife wouldn't take it the wrong way.
"Elizabeth, there's something I've been thinking about. You know I'm more than happy about our life together, but I feel like I should be doing something else, not the blacksmith. I know, this is what I've grown to be, but…I admit it, the adventures we shared with Jack and the crew left a mark in me. I guess he was right when he said I would have to reckon with my pirate blood" he sighed.
She had already understood where he was going with that speech, but let him finish all the same.
"What I'm trying to tell you, Elizabeth, is that I feel I should be out there with them, on a ship, searching for some cursed treasure or things like that. I'm saying I want to go pirating with them" he said, finally looking her in the eyes, and finding such a different response from what he expected.
He had thought she would hate him for that, and would scream, or something along those lines, instead she took his hand, smiling.
"If this is what you really want in your heart, then I won't stop you" she said. "I'm going to tell you more, I'm gonna come with you"
"What?" he creaked out, shocked.
"Yes, I've come to realize I miss being out in the ocean too. And don't think I dunno about your little walks on the beach, because, unknown by you, I did them too, and more than once noticed you from afar. I yearn to be out there too, free and not having to be with those boring women I've to attend teas and social events with. Funny how both of us learned to hate pirates, and now both of us want to join them, uh?" she said, giggling.
"You serious?" he asked, grinning.
"Aye, lad" she said, in her best imitation of Jack. He couldn't help laughing at that.
"Sorry but it was too funny, I imagined you dressed like Jack and ordering the crew around…" he said, wiping the tears come to his eyes so hard had he laughed.
She joined him on the couch, and snuggled beside him.
"I guess we are, after all, pirates at the heart, and we can't escape our fate" she said, kissing him. "But, there's still one problem"
"What?"
"Where do we find them?"
"Elizabeth, haven't you learned anything on the Pearl and the Bullet?" Will teased her. "There's just one place where pirates gather when they are on land"
"Tortuga?" she said tentatively
"Tortuga" he grinned before kissing her.
"And how do we reach it?" she asked. He grinned.
"Mr. Turner, are you thinking about stealing one ship from the fleet?" she said, in a mock imitation of Norrington.
"No stealing, my dear. Commandeering. Nautical term. And no, I wasn't thinking about a ship. We're not good enough o lead it on our own to Tortuga. A boat, now that we can manage to use" he said, winking at his wife, and then holding her close.
So, next day they packed their things, just what really necessary, Elizabeth left a note to her father, who would surely not be happy but she honestly didn't care, and by night they snuck onto the docks and commandeered a small boat, slipping unnoticed out of Port Royal bay.
And this is how Will and Elizabeth Turner started their own pirating life, joining their old friends on the deck of the Silver Bullet, sacking, killing and sailing on the seas of the whole world.