A pirates story inspired by PS I love you. I own nothing to do with either of these films.

Willabeth story obviously

BOLD dreams

Italics memories and or thoughts

BOLD italics letters

Liam Turner sat on the window seat, his dark brown eyes staring out the window focused on the figure that was coming closer to his house. There was a small smile on his face and he pressed himself eagerly up to the window to try and get himself closer to this person. Arms picked him up, giving him a surprise; he did not want to lose sight of that figure.

"Liam" the pleasant voice said "It's only me; Katherine" a finger pointed outside to where Liam was looking "And guess who that is?"

Liam smiled, twisting his around to look up at Katherine he blinked a few times "Mummy!" he beamed up at her then out the window. His eyes travelled across the room to the sleeping figure in the cot. Climbing up Katherine, he pointed out behind her "Rozzy is asleep!"

"That's right, you little angel" Katherine said fondly as she adjusted her hold on him and walked over to open the door to Elizabeth who looked exhausted. She closed her eyes to indicate her tiredness and then sat down on the sofa and tilted her head back to the ceiling for a few seconds. She then looked back up to Katherine and stretched her hands out to the two year old Liam in her hands.

"Thanks Katherine," she said wearily holding her son on her lap. Liam rested his head on her shoulder and smiled in no particular direction.

"Its the least I could do, how's it coming anyway?" Katherine said sitting beside her friend and putting her feet up on the table next to it

Elizabeth smiled up at her friend, an evil smile on her face "Its going well. If he ever comes back, he wont know what hit him" For the past few months since Katherine had to move in with Elizabeth they had been gradually changing Katherine's manor house into a place of business; it was Katherine's idea, that house held too many bad memories for her, so after a few days of brainstorming they decided to turn it into a training centre. Katherine's furniture was either sold, or ended up in Elizabeth's rather barren house. It gave the house a more comfortable feel now. It had been almost a year since George left, and Elizabeth was now rather used to her being there.

Looking over at her friend Elizabeth could not help but notice how happy she looked now, in the time she knew her previously there was always a sad glimmer in her emerald green eyes. It had all come out the morning after Katherine had fled to Elizabeth's homes, desperate for sanctuary.

Katherine sat down at Elizabeth's table, her red eyes created a strange contrast to the green iris. Some of her waves of hair were plastered to her face due to her tears. She yawned; it was obvious she slept badly. Elizabeth passed her a cup of tea and sat next to her. They drank in silence for a while until Elizabeth cleared her throat, a need to get all the information out was overwhelming. Eventually Katherine looked up at Elizabeth, her green eyes widened as she saw the bruise on Elizabeth's face. "Lizzy!" she exclaimed putting her hand over her mouth "How did...?"

Elizabeth touched the bruise and winced, it was still tender to touch "How do you think? George; Kath, how long has this been going on?" she asked gently.

Katherine did not answer, tears returned to her eyes and she looked out the window for a while, gathering up courage to speak. "Its hard to say, it happed so gradually, that I did not even notice" at Elizabeth bemused look she continued "It started with all these mind games, you know, just unkind words, cruel tricks and belittlement, specially if I did not agree with him on something" she paused "And I used to think, well at least he is not hurting me. But then when he did, I was already under his spell, and I thought it was normal, maybe his way of showing me that I was his; that I belonged to him, and as long as he never hurt Rosalind I was okay" she smiled at Elizabeth, it was a genuine one "You broke that spell, you and those stories of Will, George was never like that. He would never die for me, he would not even kill for me, and I knew that. Last night he hurt Rosalind, he slapped her because she was crying, but not hard enough to bruise. Then he threatened me, I had to get out, not for me, it was for my daughter. If he ever hurt her again, I might end up killing him" Katherine looked down at her hands "I don't love him anymore; I stopped loving him as soon as I heard about Will. It made me realise how much I loved Edward, and how much I still love him"

"Elizabeth? Elizabeth!" Katherine clapped loudly bringing Elizabeth back to the present; Katherine smiled "You drifted off there for a moment. Thinking of Will?" she asked a knowing smile on her face.

Elizabeth shook her head "No, I was thinking of the business. its going to be great" she lied, not wanting to hurt her friend. She played with her hair for a few seconds "When Will gets here, do you think he could start up his blacksmith business again, or do you think that will be a bit tame after being the King of the Sea?"

Katherine grinned "Do you ever feel that this life is tame after being the Pirate King?"

Elizabeth looked down at her son and laughed "With Liam, how could life ever be tame?" she joked; Liam sometimes seemed to try to get into trouble specially when Rosalind was around. "Gosh, those two would make Jack Sparrow proud, its a wonder that I have not turned completely grey" she gave her son a kiss on top of his hat. On his feet were a pair of pirate boots, made by both Katherine and Elizabeth for his birthday.

Katherine flicked through the letters on the table, all of which she had not bothered to look through until now. "Elizabeth, you have a letter" she said it meaningfully; Elizabeth got letters all the time off Jack, and sometimes off other members of the crew most frequently Pintell and Ragetti, who both insisted on calling her poppet.

"Its from Will, isn't it" Elizabeth said barely above a whisper, Katherine nodded, recognizing the writing and with a quivering she handed it to Elizabeth.

To the One I love

To my darling Elizabeth, time seems to drag and even though it may feel like it will be forever until we see each other again, never give up. Each day is the day closer to our one day; the day where its the end of life as we knew it; we will be a proper family, the one you deserve and we will be stronger for it. Whenever you're down look for things that will pull you through each day, even if it is just waiting for night so you could see the stars.

There is nothing I don't love about you, nothing I dislike and I know upon seeing our son again I feel the same; I will love him unconditionally just as I love you and you love me.

Never be afraid to cry, even if it is over the smallest thing. Or to laugh, I know there will still be times when you feel like giving up. But I know you, and I know you will never give up, even when the odds are against you. It was because of you that our race won over the EITC.

Just promise me that you'll stay true to yourself

From Will.

PS I love you

Elizabeth smiled as she read this over and over again, unaware that Rosalind had woken up, it was only when she saw that her lap was absent of Liam that she had realised she had tuned out. She watched her son and Rosalind just chasing each other; Katherine patiently moving things out of their way. Elizabeth got up to help, eventually they sent them out to the garden and they kept a watchful eye on them; they had treated so many wounds on their children that they had fast become experts.

"How does Will do this?" Katherine asked, her eyes focused on both Rosalind and Liam "Send you letters, know about your son"

Elizabeth leaned back on the house and thought for a while "I don't know, he met Liam only once, the day he was born, you remember me telling you. But how he gets the letters to me from the Dutchman I have no idea"

"Can't you ask him in your dreams?" Katherine asked her eyes still focused on the small figures at the end of the garden

"No, lately most of my dreams are memories of us. Its nice though, but I miss the others dreams too" her eyes were unfocused as she looked off into the distance trying in vain to see something, what she did not know.

"I still dream of Edward, you know, it's nice, being able to see him, even though I know its the only time I can." she tossed her head about as if trying to shake off the pain "I miss him and I'm grateful to those dreams but I want more. I want what you have, letters; Edward did not leave me anything." Her voice was quiet, and had a sad note as she finished "The only thing he did leave me, I lost" There were no tears in her eyes as she spoke of the boy she lost but her green eyes showed intense pain. Elizabeth felt a surge of pity for her friend as Elizabeth herself had the prospect of seeing Will again and a child by him; Katherine had nothing.

"Kath," Elizabeth said gently "Its different for me, Will knew of his fate, he had time to prepare. Edward did not know that he would die, if he did, I bet you would be reading letters until you die"

"If he did I would never have met George, I would never have been hurt like he hurt me." she sighed "But then I would never have had Rozzy, I love her, like you love Liam. What ever happens, I will always think of her as Edward's daughter she has more of his characteristics than George's. She has none of his looks or personality. Her genes may not be Edward's but her heart is" she stepped to Elizabeth "Can I tell you a secret? I used to tell Rosalind about Edward all the time, whenever George was mean; I think whatever amount of George was left in her I drove out, and instead made her like Edward was" She sounded hopeful; she did not want her ddaughter to be like her father.

Elizabeth put an arm around her friend's shoulders and watched the pretty girl, her green eyes alight as she chased Liam across the garden, it did seem true; Rosalind had none of George in her she was the picture of her mother in both looks and personality. "If that's true Liam will know Will when he sees him, just like Will is going to love Liam. Kath," she asked struck by an idea "do you think I'd be able to write to Will like he writes to me"

Katherine rested her head on Elizabeth's shoulder "Don't know, you could always try. Fate brought you together so it should help to stay together"

Look for things that will pull you through each day Elizabeth had to barely think to list all of the things to help her through the days. What Katherine said was right, Fate had brought her and Will together and it would keep them together, to whatever end.

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