Chapter 3

"Where's Elizabeth?" Will asked Gibbs.

Mr. Gibbs put down his bottle of rum and looked at Will, "I think she's asleep son."

"Wow still asleep it's already noon," Will slicked back his hair, "I'll go check her on her. And stop drinking all the rum," Will knocked Gibbs in the shoulder.

"Aye sir," he raised the bottle to him. Will laughed and shook his head walking towards the stairs. Back in Elizabeth's cabin she awakes, but doesn't move because James was still holding her. Man I over slept, was the first thing that came to her mind. She turned around to face him, but at the same time not trying to wake him up.

She had loosened his grip around her in the process. She pulls her arm to his shoulder poking him, "James." There was no response from him. She begins to shake him, but he still wouldn't wake up. "James," she calls again with more force. Again, he didn't reply.

What if he's dead? What would I do? Don't think like that Elizabeth. She hits her head rolling her eyes. Them she pushes him on his back, Come on James please wake up. She saw his arm moving up to his face, now she knew he was not defiantly dead. What a close call again. She wipes her head, "James, wake up."

"Huh?" he moans. He opens his eyes and turns to face her.

"Good morning," she softly says.

"Good morning Elizabeth," he smiles. She tosses over the blanket and sits on the edge of the bed. He still lies there and starts to rub his eyes. Elizabeth gets up fixing her uniform and slips on her boots. She takes a tie and puts up her long gold hair. He admires her, what is there not to like about Elizabeth? She was so kind and caring. And how she can be so helpful and comforting. Even though sometimes she can be ruthless, but that's why he loved her. He loves her because she doesn't care about the rich gifts and fancy events her and her father has to go to. She's not like all the other ladies out there, she was unique.

"You sure can sleep," Elizabeth broke the silence.

James hears her, "Well I haven't had a decent sleep in quite a while."

Remembering about Beckett and the deal he made with Will about bringing back the compass to him and letting her and Will free from death. Elizabeth just had to find out Beckett's deep intentions were so she asked, "What was Beckett going to do?"

He sat up, "What do you want to know?"

"Everything he had planned," she stood standing looking at him.

"Everything…" he looked back at her.

"Yes."

"Ok…" he sighed, "Beckett is not what I thought he was he is the most self centered man I've ever met. I do not care for him what so ever he can die in this war for all I care. So I would say his intentions up to now are at most outrageous. He wants Sparrow's compass so he would be lead to the Dutchman to control it which it seems he already achieved that. He wants to control the sea, he thinks power is everything. He even enforces the title "Lord" as his own. So more and over Beckett just wants enough power to be the one to control the water world. That's the best terms I can put it in," he explained as it got up from the bed bending over to grab his shoes.

"What about the warrants for arrest for Will, Jack, you, and I about a year ago?"

"Well what I believe is that he wanted us put away so we won't intrude his intentions," James stood up once again.

"That's not hard to believe," she joked.

James shrugged and smiled, "Don't we all of the same ideas about him?"

"Your right…" Elizabeth was interrupted at a knock on the door. Elizabeth turns quickly to the door.

"What if it's Will?" she whispered to James.

"Where should I go?" James asked faltering.

"Elizabeth, are you in there?" Will asked from the other side.

"Goodness it has to be him when I say it," she lifted her hands rolling her eyes.

"Elizabeth!" the pounding on the door got louder.

She restated to her calm form, "Yes I'm in here I'm just fixing up!" she yelled to him.

"Oh ok I was just making sure. Can you let me in?" he asked.

"Uh yeah sure, just hold on!" she shouted.

"Ok!"

"Ok James follow me," she grabbed him by the hand and dragged him towards a open way that was in a closet.

"What's this?" James asked.

"My secret door, no one knows but me and now you," she explained. "Now just get yourself up there and through the door, it'll lead you on deck," she told him.

"Alright It'll work, just go and let Mr. Turner in…go hurry before he suspects something," he gave her a little shove.

"Right," she let go of his hand and began jogging to Will. She unlocked the door letting Will in. "Will good morning," she smiled hugging him.

"Well it's more like noon now, but how do you do? Are you alright?" he asked holding her.

"I'm fine, just fine thank you," smiling. On the other side James got himself up and out. Good thing none of the crew members were around to see him coming out or he would be in trouble. He got out and jogged across deck until he heard a voice.

"Hello Admiral?" It was a Mercer. How in the world did he get on here? I swear that man is creepy. James stared at him knowing that his presence was going to turn something into a bad situation, even though seeing Mercer's face already ruined James's day.

"How did you get on this ship Mercer?" James asked eyeing him susceptibly.

"I followed you and Ms. Swann… wasn't much trouble. Anyway since I'm here where is she?" Mercer started looking around.

"Why?"

"Don't question me Admiral," He stepped towards James. James stood up straight towering over Mercer.

"What do you want?" James asked strictly.

"I'm here to make a deal with the Captain."

"What kind of deal?" James crossed his arms.

Mercer laughed, "Norington, Norington I can't tell you that since you're not a part of us anymore."

"I would've figured that out by now," James taunted.

"Well step aside," Mercer walked around James. James didn't bother to follow he could just enter Elizabeth's quarters the secret way. Mean while Will was still with Elizabeth. They were standing in the door way of the cabin.

"Elizabeth have you seen the Admiral anywhere, I didn't see him on deck." Will questioned.

"Uh no he's probably below scrubbing the floors, you know," Elizabeth lied.

"Jack and I were expecting him last night for our planning."

"Oh, sorry I was in conversation with him."

"A conversation that long? What where you talking about so late?"

"I was asking him about Beckett that's all…why does it matter?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing, nothing, I was just wondering," Will choked.

"We didn't do anything if that's what you're thinking. We were just discussing and catching up, that's all."

"I know, don't worry I wasn't suspecting anything," he grabbed her arm. "I trust you."

"Then there's nothing to worry about." But the question is, do I trust Will?

"Ok, finish up getting ready. I'll be with Jack, just come find me," he smiled,

"Ok!" she winked and gave him a hug. Will turned and walked away. Elizabeth walked back into the cabin closing and locking the door for privacy. She walked over to the bed and sat on it fixing the items on her night stand that stood next to the head of the bed. Then, she heard a sound coming from the back room. Immediately she stood up faced in the direction of the sound looking around.

She began walking slowly, she turned the corner into the small back room. Then, from behind someone grabbed her shoulder. She turned around quickly and to see Mercer holding a knife towards her.

"Mercer…" she started.

"Ms. Swann."

To be continued – Chapter 4