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

Elizabeth Swann sat in her posh school room, all the furniture was made by Chippendale, a few other girls were scattered around the room too, most of them were sitting on the chairs talking to each other waiting for the teacher to come. Elizabeth was sitting on the window seat gazing out of the window at the Blue Coat School down the road, her knees drawn in front of her arms wrapped loosely around them. She was aware of the talk that was going on around her, it was about marriage, come about by Olivia's sister recently getting betrothed.

"Father is very impressed with the marriage, we have made a tidy sum of money through the marriage did you know that?" she was saying her light brown ringlets swaying slightly.

"When I marry, I'm going to be filthy rich and have a different dress for every day of the year!" Another girl a red head named Jemima piped up, squealing with excitement at the thought of it "And I will have ten different servants to dress and prepare me, more when we hold our annual dinner parties"

A couple of the girls sighed dreamily at thought of this and Elizabeth turned her head away from the window and over to the girls "What when you will be even richer than you are now you will forget how to dress yourself, you mean?" she asked raising an eyebrow

Jemima shook her red curls and ignored Elizabeth comment on not being able to dress herself "Yes, and have more servants, even than you have now!" she said slightly haughtily "Plus, i heard that you have two servants to dress you at dinner parties" she did not mention slaves, she knew how Elizabeth, and now some of the others girls felt about it

"Yes at dinner parties when my father makes be wear these incredibly elaborate dresses that are impossible to put on by oneself" she said back defensively

Olivia smiled "I could imagine, although I do love you're dresses, they are beautiful"

Elizabeth smiled and returned to what she was staring dreamily at. "So," she said not looking at any of them "You're going to marry for money?" she asked "OR to elevate your station in life?"

Jemima smiled "OF course, I probably would grow to love him, my mother grew to love father"

Another girl sighed dreamily "I will only marry my husband if he has good looks; I do not care about money or station"

Jemima wrinkled her nose up "Carolina, your parents would, they want you to marry well. I mean that pauper William Turner is good looking but none of us could marry him"

Elizabeth turned her head around quickly and glared at Jemima, not seeing this Carolina smiled slightly her almost white blonde hair giving her a ghost like appearance "I guess you're right, maybe I will just look for a good looking man who is of my station, I mean I do not want to marry a pauper"

"And what if he's of your station" Elizabeth said coldly "But very ugly but you love him as he has a good personality, what about that? Plus Will is not a pauper"

The girls all laughed at this, some of them rather cruelly, other bitterly. Matilda, another girl with rich red hair smiled "Elizabeth you know full well with us its marriage first then love eventually comes afterwards, hopefully anyway" Matilda walked up to Elizabeth feeling slightly guilty for laughing, amongst all the girls Elizabeth liked this one the most "Your okay anyway. Everyone knows that the Captain Norrington loves you, he's rich and handsome" seeing Elizabeth still looked annoyed she added "Jemima was just exaggerating, we all know William Turner is not a pauper, he is just or the working class"

He gets to marry for love then Elizabeth thought as she turned her head out the window as she saw Will Turner exit the school room down the road wearing a worn blue coat "What's wrong with Will anyway" some of the girls raised an eyebrow at this obviously disapproving about the fact that he attended a blue Coat school and the fact that his coat was very worn.

"He's handsome, that's true, but he's not of our station, its improper. We have to marry well to keep our station. We do not have the luxury to marry for love" there was a murmur of agreement and Elizabeth realised that all the girls had their faces pressed up against the glass to get a glimpse of Will Turner who was walking up the road.

"I will not marry a man unless I love him" Elizabeth said she saw Will get closer and the girls leaned closer to the glass" He could rise to our station" she added "He told me he's got a job as a blacksmith's apprentice after he leaves school, he could rise up the levels and own the company, that's pretty respectful. It could happen"

Olivia turned her head away from the window and looked at Elizabeth "What's your obsession with him anyway Elizabeth? Do you love him or something?"

Elizabeth Turner was sitting at her writing desk, Rosalind was sitting at her feet smiling up at her, there was a slight scratching as Elizabeth wrote her letter, it was nearing the end of a long roll of parchment but she had nearly done signing it she dipped her necklace in some melted wax and pressed it on the bottom corner of the letter. On the other corner was and inky handprint courtesy of Liam and Rosalind who wanted to add something of their own, which meant Elizabeth had to rush out and buy some more ink after washing both Rosalind's and Liam's hands. She blew of the wax to help it dry. She then rolled it up, tied a piece of black ribbon around it and put it in the bottle balanced at the top of the writing desk, she put a stopped in it and got up and stretched. Katherine would be back soon, and then at sunset she would throw the bottle out to sea and hope it float to the one she loved.

She had taken Rosalind and Liam out to visit Katherine while she over looked the final renovations on her old house and then had taken them to see a Punch and Judy show and also went to but some new cloths to make some clothes out of them. Elizabeth found herself grateful for all her etiquette lessons as it saved a lot of money. She did love her new life though; it was so free from propriety and everything she hated. Here there was also ex-slaves too, Elizabeth had always hated slavery and had convinced her father not to promote it.

She looked down and saw Rosalind smiling angelically up at her. She picked up the girl and smiled "Hey beautiful. What are you smiling at?" she said putting the girl on her lap. "What have you and Liam done now?" she looked around "Where is Liam?"

"Hiding" Rosalind said smiling up at her and then resting her head on Elizabeth's shoulder. Elizabeth stood up and put Rosalind on her hip she walked into the kitchen seeing Liam was not there she walked out slightly faster than usual. She hurried up the stairs Rosalind bouncing up and down as Elizabeth ascended the steps. She looked through the bedrooms frantically looking underneath the beds hoping to find a giggling but dusty Liam there. But she could not find him. She looked out of the window searching for Liam in the garden.

She rushed down the stairs still clutching Rosalind, she heard a giggling coming from one of the armoire, a look of relief came over her as she opened the draw and saw Liam crouched inside there. Putting Rosalind down she pulled Liam out of there "Liam" she said slightly crossly "Don't scare me like that" Liam smiled and nuzzled his head into her shoulder and hair. She kissed him on the cheek "It's impossible to be mad at you" she stood up but picked Rosalind and balanced her on her other hip. Staggering slightly under the weight she walked over to the sofa and sat down, the others sitting either side of her.

The door opened and Katherine walked through looking tired but at ease. Rosalind beamed and ran up to her mother "Mummy!" she called stretching her arms up indicating she wanted to be held. Katherine stooped down and picked her up, she gave her daughter a kiss hello and looked up at Elizabeth. "Its nearly sunset, are you ready?"

Elizabeth nodded, she picked up a handful of jackets and passed them out, she then took Liam hand and walked out the door, bottle in hand. Katherine and Rosalind were behind, together they walked through the streets until they reached the beach it was deserted. Elizabeth let goof Liam's hand then gently took his boots and stockings off so he could wade out into the sea, Rosalind still followed. Elizabeth removed her shoes and walked up so that the tide trickled over her toes slightly

She was wearing a black under dress, it was very simply made. On the sand near her was her dress given to her by Sao Feng. She never wanted to see it again, never wanted to touch it, or even think about it. Instead she just watched the ship on which William Turner stood sailing slowly, reluctantly into the horizon, heading towards the setting sun. It disappeared underneath the sea, with the brilliant flash of green the ship had disappeared, and with it her husband, her one true love.

The sun was now setting in the sky and Elizabeth called both Rosalind and Liam back to stand near her. "I love you Will" she whispered and she threw the bottle into the sea. She watched as it fell into the gentle waves then floated peacefully out to sea, as the sun sunk behind the sea there was a flash of green and like the ship had done, the small speck that was the departing bottle disappeared.

William Turner was in the crows nest, his eyes unfocused. In his hand was his fathers knife he wiped it clean on his shirt. HE turned to the mast and his eyes came back into focus, they narrowed slightly in concentration as he etched words into it. He stepped back and looked at his work, He had managed to write Elizabeth" into it in fancy writing with a heart around it.

"Captain Turner!" he jumped, he still had not got used to being called Captain. "Captain, look!"

Will climbed down the riggings deftly his slightly open shirt showing his scar, it was still showings its elaborate E shape. E for Elizabeth. E for Eternal love. He walked to where the young man, who was about his age was standing. "What is it Mr. Baylor?" he asked

"Look!" he repeated pointing to a bottle floating alongside the ship. Will looked down at it for a while, it seem to captivate him, he looked over at Mr. Baylor. "Cast down a net, we need to see what it says"

Moments later Will was holding the bottle in his hands, he stared at it for a while before taking the cork out with shaking hands. Inside was a tightly curled up piece of parchment and he remembered doing something like that when he was getting the EITC to follow them, he felt guilty doing it but it was the only way he could free his father. He tipped this bottle upside down and let the parchment fall into his hand. He read the name written on top of the paper

Will

He looked up "Mr Baylor! Mr. Turner!" he called to his two most trustworthy crewmen "I am going to be in my cabin for awhile, please take watch" he strode off into his quarters letter in hand. HE sat down and lit some candles before sitting at his desk and undoing the ribbon and uncurling the letter

Dearest Will

I do not know how many times I have thought of you, I have lost count. I do not know how many times I have told Liam about you. I could never forget you, even if I tried. What I do know is that I love you and that no matter what I will always think of you.

You have told me how I changed you, but you have changed me too, for the better I could have become one of the ladies of society I detested, but instead you gave me freedom, gave me a life I love. The only way it will be better is when you arrive and come back to me, to us.

You have also saved me from a life that I was suffocating in, from entering into a loveless marriage. The day I saved you from drowning was the say I realised how much that I wanted more than this. Now all I want is you, Liam and me to be together as a family.

I talk about you everyday and always dream of you, you may not be here, but your memories are. So are your letters, they have saved me Will, I do not know how I would have survived without them, the letters show me why I love you and why I will always love you.

I have made friends here now, Katherine, an ex-pirate, and her daughter Rosalind, who is Liam's best friend. Liam looks so much like you and he has our spirit, he is forever causing mischief, like we used to. Remember when we were young and we went into the store and while they were distracted we rearranged everything? I could see Liam and Rosalind doing that. Katherine's ex husband was killed by the EITC. It was Katherine who gave me the courage to write to you. She lives with me now after her husband George turned violent on her daughter.

I have started up a business with Katherine, we will be training people in sword skills, like you trained me, when you arrive you could restart your blacksmith business.

Whenever you are down just look up to the stars and look at our ones, remember them. I always do, I can never forget them, and every night I go out to the garden and try to find them and usually I do.

I love you so much Will and I am so grateful for the years he had, and look forward to the years we will have, and so will Liam. Your stories are his favourite; he loves you without even seeing you.

The hand prints at the bottom of the page are Rosalind's and Liam's, I've labelled them so you know whose they are, they both wanted to add something to the letter.

I miss you so much Will and I look forward to dreams where I dream of you.

Love from Elizabeth

PS I love you

Will smiled, of course he remembered their stars, every night he looked out for them, the ones that seemed to spell out "Elizabeth and Will" They had seen it a few weeks after they began courting and had joked from then on about their names being written in the stars.

"I love you Elizabeth" he whispered as he traced her name and pressed his hand against his sons "and you too" he stroked the hand print lovingly "Liam, my son"

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I may have to stop this.My mother is banning me from writing "Silly Stories" and doing "stupid tapping" untill I finish Sixth Form. Even though I do not want to. i love this story and was so proud of it and was planning a sequal too. So I am really going to miss it. But its not like I have a choice.