Fearing Death

I woke up sleeping to hear someone knocking impatiently on my door.

"Go away." I grumbled into my pillow.

"Emily James get your scrawny little butt up now!" I smirked recognizing the voice. Over the past few weeks Will and I had grown incredibly close, we seem to know everything about each other.

"Make me!" I yelled back to the door, and I heard a sigh and some sailor words muffled by the door. Hearing silence I snuggled back into my pillow and blankets, sadly Will wasn't going to leave me alone, instead of pounding though, I heard a small ticking kind of noise. Like metal on wood. I just ignored it and went back to my dream. I was so tired I didn't hear the door come unlock and Will stroll in.

"Emily get up you lazy pirate." I groaned, and buried myself deeper into my bed. I could feel his glare on me without even looking at him.

"Stop glaring at me, I'm up." I said as I sat up and I wiped the sleep from my eyes. I glared up at Will who looked at me with amusement in his chocolate brown eyes.

"You look like horrible." He said as he sat on the edge of my bed, I rolled my eyes at him before replying.

"I look horrible because you kept me up all night with your stories." I grumbled as Will laughed at me.

"You're the one that wanted to hear them, remember?" I said something inaudible. He raised one of his eyebrows and said.

"Would you like to repeat that Emily?" I smirked at him before chucking my pillow at him, hitting him square in the face. I couldn't help but laugh as the impact made him fall over into a heap on my floor. Tears were coming to my eyes as he stood up, face as red as a tomato.

"Oh you'll pay for that." And before I could protect myself he had lunged at me and we engaged in a tickle fight.

"Will stop it, you know I'm ticklish!" I screamed as Will tickled my stomach.

"Not until you say sorry."

"Never." I yelled as his hands were now on my feet and legs.

"Your funeral." He tickled me until I was on the verge of choking from laughter.

"Ok, ok William Grant Turner; I am sorry that I chucked a pillow at you and ruining your perfect face." I managed out, the tickling stopped and Will looked at me confused and the he smiled and said in a sickening sweet voice.

"Ah Emily you think I have a perfect face?" I rolled my eyes and said.

"No, I just wanted you to feel better about yourself." I replied smirking at him.

"You want me to start tickling you again." He said as his hands grazed my legs, sending small tingles up and down my legs, but I chose to ignore them.

"Ah dear William, you can't. I did in fact apologize for chucking a pillow at your face that was the agreement." I said smuggle as I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Fine you win." I raised my hands in victory as I laid back down.

"Just because you won our little match doesn't mean you can sleep in Emily." He said teasingly.

"I hate you." I said as I again sat up, but this time I actually got off of my warm and inviting bed, and I walked over to my trunks. I rummaged through them trying to find an outfit.

"Hey Will what's the weather like today?" I asked so I would know what to wear.

"Ah it's windy and cold." He said as he sat perched on my bed.

"But it's the Caribbean." I pouted, looking for pants and a long sleeve shirt. He laughed, I loved his laugh, just something about it makes my heart race.

"Yes but its winter in the Caribbean." I rolled my eyes before finally deciding on a pair of dark blue slacks, a whit shirt with a matching dark blue vest, and a navy blue jacket.

"These look fine?" I asked as I held them up.

"Sure." He said quickly glancing at them; I rolled my eyes again, before grabbing his arm and pulling him up from my bed.

"Emily what are you doing?"

"I am changing, and you can't be in here while I change." I said in a matter of fact voice. I had just gotten him towards the door and he turned around and said.

"I'm going." He said as he leaned against my doorframe. He smirked at me as I tried to push him out. While I was trying the ship suddenly rocked us forward causing Will to ram into the doorframe and me into Will. I would have gone past him and landed in the hallway somewhere, if he hadn't grab onto my waist pulling to him as the rocking subsided.

"What was that?" I asked into his chest, his shirt had been opened and I was pressed up to where his heart should have been. Instead I saw his scar, and I was very tempted to stroke it. I was pulled out of my daze by his strong voice.

"I don't know. Are you alright?" I looked up and I then realized how close we were to each other. I mean our lips were only inches apart. We stayed like that for several minutes just staring at each other, finally I said in a whisper.

"I have to change." I turned around and started picking up my clothes that I had thrown on my bed, when I had started to drag Will out of my door.

"Right and I should see what happened." I nodded without looking behind me, and I heard his footsteps grow fainter and fainter down the hallway. I turned around to shut the door and I changed quickly into my clothes, incase any help was needed on deck. After changing I went to my bowl of water and quickly washed my face. I looked into my mirror and looked in horror as my hair was a total mess. I took my brush and started running it through my back length raven hair. After getting all the tangles out I put it a in a messy bun on top of my head. My electric blue eyes held no emotion in them, until I saw Will had left something for me on my dresser. I picked it up to find that it was a necklace. It was black string with a turquoise jewel hanging from it. I gave a small smile as I put it on. I looked in the mirror to see how it looked. It was perfect, I smiled even bigger. Will and I were close but lately I couldn't be around him without something happening to me. From tingles in my body, to racing of my heart, to smiling till I can't feel my face anymore. Will had the effect on me and I didn't mind. But I can't help but think it's wrong, I mean he is married. To someone he loves, who he will see in less then a year. I had heard many tales of Elizabeth Swann, Pirate King; I had even met her once. About 5 years ago, she seemed like a nice person. My head filled with thoughts I walked out the door and up to the deck to see what had caused our rocking. I found Bootstrap by the railing and I went over to talk to him.

"Hello Bootstrap." I said happily as I leaned against the railing with him. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Bootstrap was like the Father I had always wanted, but never had.

"Ah good morning Emily, sleep well?"

"I was until your son woke me up." I said grumpily as he laughed.

"I can not help but think sometimes that you two act like children."

"I resent that." A voice said behind us, we turned to see Will standing there smiling.

"Besides Emily is the one that acts like a child." He said jokingly as he came too stood next to his Father as all three of us looked at the ocean. I snorted before replying.

"Coming from the man that started a tickle fight?" I asked eying him, as he turned red a gain.

"Well you threw a pillow at me."

"And I'd do it again if I had the chance." I said in a happy tone. Bootstrap and Will laughed before I asked.

"So what was that rocking about?"

"Kraken." Bootstrap said in a grave voice. Will and I both looked at him in shock.

"It seems that the Kraken has gotten impatient, because she hasn't been used in almost ten years. She's gently rocking the ship to say that she wants to be used. And I think she will keep rocking us from time to time." Bootstrap said.

"Well I am sorry for her, but we do not need her services anymore." Will said darkly, obviously thinking about his predecessor. I walked over to him and gently took on of his hands in mine and said quietly.

"Will you are not Davy Jones, and you never will be. You are so much better at this job then he ever was."

"I still can't help but think I might become him." He said in a whisper that only I could hear.

"Well you're not, you are a good man." I said and I smiled an encouraging smile at him. It seemed to cheer him up for he smiled back, and for just an instant it felt like time had frozen, and we were the only one's there. But it passed as he took his hand out of mine and went back to help with something. I sighed before turning back to the ocean, not noticing Bootstrap until he gave me an odd look.

"What?" I asked confused. He just shook his head and walked off; I looked at his retreating form, wondering what did I do. I turned back to the ocean and looked at it for a while till I heard someone call my name, I turned around to see Billy, a crewmen standing there looking at me.

"You going to help with the sails or just stare at the ocean all day?" His remark might come off as rude but I knew it's just the way he is. I nodded and went about helping with jobs around deck. Around lunch time I wandered up to the wheel where Will was steering. I walked up to him and offered half of my apple, he smiled before taking it.

"Thanks."

"Anytime." I said looking up at the horizon.

"You don't think the Kraken will do anything bad do you?" I asked after a couple of minutes of silence.

"No, I have to control her to do that, and you know I would never do that."

"Of course." I said looking at him in interest.

"I think the Kraken will just bug us for awhile before giving up, or at least I hope that's what she does." I nodded my head, my hand fingering the necklace he had given my earlier; it was then that I realized I hadn't thanked him.

"Thank you for the necklace." I said sweetly. He chuckled and replied.

"I was wondering how long it would take until you said thank you, and your welcome." I smiled before giving him a hug, he was caught off guard but he did return it. We stayed like that for a while just holding each other, until I finally pulled away to look at the sun.

"So where did you find it?" I asked curiously.

"Well I found the turquoise in the water on day, and I made it into that. I thought you would like it."

"I love it, you are so thoughtful."

"I try to be." He said sheepishly.

"Well you are." I said as I put an arm around his shoulders in a friendly way, he returned the gesture by having his arm around me to, just around my back more then my shoulders.

"So what are we going to do for your birthday?" He asked, as I groaned.

"Not again."

"Oh come on Emily you know the crew likes celebrating birthdays."

"They like drinking rum."

"That to." We laughed.

"Why should I even have a birth day? I mean I am dead." I said in an even tone.

"You are not dead; right now you're like me immortal."

"Fun." I said sarcastically. He laughed and said.

"You're impossible."

"That's why you love me." I said teasingly. A silence came over us, not an awkward one, but not a good one either; I tried to get rid of it by saying.

"And besides my birthday is in five months so we don't have to think of it now. I'm not even turning an important age. I'm turning 24." I said in a whiny voice, causing Will to laugh.

"That is important." I rolled my eyes before leaning on Will's shoulder. I inhaled his scent, finding it intoxicating. I could just have been like that forever, leaning against him.

"And here I find you two." We turned around to see Bootstrap looking at us with the same odd look he had given me earlier today. Will untangled himself from me and said.

"How's everything going Father?" Will asked as he steered the ship to the right.

"Good my son and how are you two?" He asked with a hint of amusement in his eyes. I looked down at the ground while playing with my necklace. There was an awkward silence until I finally said.

"I'm really tired because someone kept me up all night. I think I am going to take a quick nap." Before anyone could respond I was already racing down the stairs to my room. I didn't stop till I was safely in my room with the door shut. I collapsed on my bed thinking of the past few weeks. When had I started seeing Will differently or had I seen him this way the entire time and just ignored it. My Mother had been right, I groaned at that thought. My Mother had been a physic and she had said I would fall in love with a man, that was already claimed, and that I would die because of it. Maybe she was wrong, maybe I don't have feelings for Will, I mean I could just be overanalyzing the situation right? I groaned and cursed under my breath. I buried myself into my now cold bed trying to forget everything. But yet Will still haunted me.

(Please R and R! I do not own Pirates.)