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Authors Note: Here is the fifth chapter!

I would like to thank my beta, muse, and friend: snowyjay-chan

Thank you sooo much! Without her wonderful ideas I would not still be writing.

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She never watched the morning rising,
Too busy with the day's first chores,
But oft she would watch the sun's fading,
As the cold of night crept across the moors.
And in that moment
She felt the loss
Of everything that had been missed.
So used to feeling the spirit sink,
She had not felt her own heart's wish.

Three Days Later…

"Luv, sure ye want 't do this? What if we don't find him?" Jack questioned, as he stood at the wheel, bringing them closer to Tortuga. He turned his head to look at the young women standing at the railing, a few feet to his right. Elizabeth had her head in her hands and was gazing out to the ocean. She turned to him, remaining silent, just staring at him for a moment.

"Jack please, I think…no I'm almost positive that Will is alive. I won't be able to live with myself if he is and I didn't even attempt to find him. We at least have to try…" Elizabeth spoke softly, but determination burned deep in her eyes.

Jack sighed and waved his hand. "Alright, alright." he grumbled. "I'll go look your bloody eunuch, but don't come crying to me if he really is dead." He said, being a little too harsh.

"Don't call him that, Jack." Elizabeth said dangerously, pulling out her sword and pointing it at him. Jack just stared at her, and then started laughing.

"Put your sword away, I'm not going to fight you 'Liz." He said, still chuckling.

"Then teach me?"

"What?"

"I said teach me how to sword fight." Elizabeth replied carefully.

Jack sighed, "I thought Will already taught you, seeing how you bragged about it in our last meeting." He said with a faint smile.

"Yes, he did." Elizabeth repeated impatiently. "But I want to learn how to fight better, and you are the best swordsman I know." Elizabeth replied, smiling also.

Jack studied her for a moment, then he pulled out his sword in a blindly quick motion, pointing it at Elizabeth. Elizabeth jumped back, but excitement quickly replaced the fear in her eye. "After you Ms. Swann." Jack said gesturing.

Elizabeth walked down the stairs away from the helm so they would have more room to fight. Jack quickly slipped a rope around the helm and followed her. "Ready?" Jack asked. "Yes." Elizabeth replied, pulling out her sword. "Then let the fun begin." Jack said with a crooked grin.

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Jack stood facing Elizabeth, his sword out and a smile played on his face. Without warning he lunged, Elizabeth barely had time to parry. "No fair!" she gasped, "You are a lot stronger then I am." She quickly jabbed at Jack but he deflected it with a lazy flick of his sword. "Use your speed, luv." Jack said, swinging his sword, it was low enough that Elizabeth could jump over it.

"Ha!" she said smiling, but Jack was too quick. Before she could regain her footing his sword slammed into hers and sent it skidding across the deck.

Elizabeth scowled and went to retrieve it.

"Ready?"

"Yes." Elizabeth said, raising her sword.

"No, no no! You're doin' it all wrong." Jack sighed and stepped forward. Jack walked around behind her, "What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked looking at him over her shoulder. Jack didn't reply, he gently took hold of Elizabeth's arms and adjusted them. "You're posture is all wrong…and you can't stand with your feet that close together unless ya wanna fall flat on yer face." Jack said matter-of-factly. He slipped his boot along the inside of Elizabeth's and side her legs apart. Elizabeth was rigid "There, now stand like that, it'll 'elp." Jack said returning to his spot facing her, a wide grin on his face.

It took Elizabeth a minute to regain her composure, but once she did she was able to attack first. She swung her sword at Jack, "See, you are already doin' better." He said, as he quickly parried.

Jack was still able to defeat her easily. Elizabeth was getting frustrated as she went to retrieve her sword a second time. "Don't be so 'ard on yourself, luv." Jack said looking at her seriously, "It's going to take a lot of practice till your able 't beat me." He added, trying to lighten her bad mood.

Elizabeth sighed, "Let's just continue."

"Sure you don't want 't take a break?"

"Alright, Alright!" Jack replied hastily, after the look he had gotten from Elizabeth.

Elizabeth quickly lunged at Jack, swinging her sword with all her strength. Jack raised an eyebrow at her sudden determination, but otherwise remained silent. Elizabeth delivered several more blows, nipping Jack's finger one of the times.

Jack swore softly under his breath. "Remember," he jabbed, but Elizabeth parried. "You are tryin' 't disarm me, not hurt me." He swung again, but Elizabeth parried. "Like this…" he delivered several crushing blows and sent Elizabeth sword, once again, sliding across the deck.

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It was late in the evening and the sun was slowly starting to descend in the western sky. Elizabeth stood at the bow, the wind playing with her hair, dancing it around her.

A frown was played on Elizabeth's delicate lips. She had been successful in beating Jack, but had come close a few times. Before they had stopped, Elizabeth made Jack promise there would be another lesson tomorrow. It was really the only entertainment they had, until they reached Tortuga.

She gazed out over the bow, out at the vast horizon that stretched further than the eye could see. She loved being out at sea, words could not describe it.

Will couldn't understand that, and he probably never would, but Elizabeth had a burning passion for being out at sea. Now that she had a taste of freedom there was no going back. She would never be able to make the transition from life at sea to housewife, the life her father wants her to live. He would be very disappointed, but it would kill Elizabeth to discipline herself and go back to her old life.

That is the big difference between her and Will. He would be happy settling down and starting a family somewhere. Elizabeth could not do that; she was a restless spirit, longing for the freedom of the sea. This broke Elizabeth's heart greatly. She could not possibly have a life at sea and a life with Will. One way or the other she was going to have to make a choice. A choice that will forever change her life.

Elizabeth could feel Jack's gaze on her, she turned and saw him up at the helm. He gestured for her to join him. Perplexed, and wondering what he wanted, Elizabeth made her way to the helm.

"I'm not going 't bit you." Jack said chuckling; Elizabeth had stopped several feet away from him. She rolled her eyes, "Well that's reassuring." She muttered. Jack sighed, "Come here." He reached forward and grabbed her wrist. "What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked, struggling.

Jack pulled her infront of the helm and placed her hands on the wheel, his on top of hers. Elizabeth's eyes widened, and she immediately stopped struggling.

Elizabeth took in a sharp breath as a gust of wind caught the sails, propelling the ship even faster. It was so amazing, steering the Pearl, and she was surprised Jack was even letting her. She was shocked; the oak wood underneath her hands was warm. It was a feeling she never anticipated, and could not describe.

Jack's hands remained on hers, gently guiding them in steering the ship. Despite being absorbed in steering the ship, Elizabeth was also painfully aware of how close Jack was behind her. She also realized that she was leaning slightly back into him. Naturally Jack noticed also, and he was smiling broadly.

"Now I know why you always spend so much time at the helm." Elizabeth's voice was quite, "It is like she is a living thing." She said in awe.

"Yes, exactly!" Jack smiled, quite pleased and yet shocked that she saw it the same way he did. Everyone always thought he was insane, Elizabeth is the first one who has ever seen a ship from the same perspective he does. Out of everyone he knew, he would never have expected it to be her…

'Peas in a pod...'

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It was late in the evening; the sun was just beginning to dip behind the horizon. Jack and Elizabeth sat at the bow together; two empty rum bottles lay near them.

Elizabeth was leaning against Jack, gazing up at the sky. It was splashed with a variety of oranges and purples. "It sure is beautiful." She sighed. Jack nodded. "Aye, this be somethin' no one cannot grow tired of, no matta 'ow long they've been at sea." He said, his arm around Elizabeth, also watching the sunset.

Elizabeth gazed out at the water, watching the waves slowly bump into the boat. Her thoughts began to wonder once again.

'I could stay like this forever.'

'I want to…'

'What am I saying…I can't do this to Will, it just isn't right. I am being selfish.'

Will may have the blood of a pirate, but Elizabeth had it in her mind and soul. She yearned for the freedom of the sea; it would kill her to live without it. There is no way she could make Will happy, especially if she was depressed the whole time. She would be living a lie if she went back to her old life.

'I have to try something…there must be someway I can make us both happy…'

'Will deserves better than me.' Elizabeth finally admitted it to herself, and it hurt to do so. She had loved Will ever since that day when they rescued him from the shipwreck. He was her first love, and it shouldn't have been that easy. It was just like a fairytale, with a dark secret lurking that had revealed itself just over a year ago, when Elizabeth had fist met Jack. That was when everything began to change. Shortly after that Elizabeth had discovered that Will was a pirate also, and already the secret was unraveling. It still was, but was beginning to near its end. Whether it would be the end, or just the beginning of something knew, no one could tell.

'But how am I going to tell him, and if I do go through with this crazy plan where will I go?'

The next answer struck her suddenly.

Jack.

Jack would probably let her stay on his ship for a while, just until she found somewhere to go.

He was Elizabeth's key, her key to freedom.

'Is that really it…?'

Or did Elizabeth really desire something else, or someone?

Jack. His name echoed through her.

He was freedom…

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