"Katherine?"
"Hello my Will," she said running her hands along the side of his face.
Will pushed it away and held both her hands to her sides. "What did you do to Elizabeth?"
"That's all you care about dear Will. Look, I dressed up all nice for you."
He looked and she was indeed wearing a certain red dress that he was sure was made by Margaret's hand. "Where is she?"
Her face changed from one of happiness instantaneously into that of a demon. "You don't want me," she said in a deadly low voice.
Will knew he had said something wrong. "No, I do..."
"No, you don't," she said and her voice rose with every word. She pushed him away and grabbed a sword off of the wall.
"Katherine, what're you doing?" Will asked nervous.
"If I can't have you, no one can." She slashed it like a mad woman, her hair wild on her head.
Will backed away from her.
"I love you. I love you and you don't love me," she chanted.
"Will?" a quiet voice said around the back.
"Elizabeth," he said.
He moved to go to her rescue but the tip of Katherine's sword stopped him. "Uh uh, Mr. Turner. You're not going to be saving anyone today."
Using the tip to his shirt, she forced him back to the wall.
Will was trapped. What could save him now? Suddenly, an idea came into his head. "Katherine you know I care about Elizabeth and Margaret right?"
"Of course."
"But you, my dear. There's something oh so special about you."
"Really," she said excited.
"Of course. Might I recite my dreams to you?"
She squealed in delight (or actually shrieked) and moved away from him.
"What can I say about the most beautiful girl in the entire world? Her hair is the color of flame which keeps a family warm at night. A family I hope to have with you some day," he said picking up her hand and kissing the back of it. He made sure to hold on and led her around the shop. "This can all be yours someday," he said looking to her with a smile. "We don't need those two girls. We'll have each other."
"We can."
She didn't notice him picking up the spare rum bottle. He smashed it to her head and she fell to the ground.
"Sorry," he muttered.
He ran over to Elizabeth and untied her. "Elizabeth, are you alright?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I'm worried about you though. Katherine; I had no idea."
"I'm afraid none of us did. She was right in front of us."
"The poor girl though."
Will got the last piece of rope off and Elizabeth stood rubbing her wrists.
"I'm just glad you're safe," Will said.
Elizabeth smiled and then frowned. "Do you smell something?" she asked alarmed.
Will sniffed the air. "Smoke," he said before running into the main area.
Katherine it seemed had not been hit hard enough in the head.
"Katherine stop," Elizabeth said before she could stop herself.
The girl began to cackle much like a witch in those tales of old. "We can be together in death dear William," she sang as she began to light things.
Will looked to Elizabeth before going to tackle Katherine to the ground. It wasn't Will though, it was Elizabeth.
"You have no authority over me Miss Swann," Katherine sneered.
"Will, go get water," Elizabeth shouted.
"But what about..."
"Just go. I'll be fine."
Elizabeth looked down at the struggling girl and punched her causing her to be knocked out. She made sure to keep her head away from the smoke so that she could stay conscious and not pass out as well.
"Fire. Fire," Will shouted outside on his way to the well.
Those around him just stared as he filled a bucket and ran inside. Everyone pitched in and before they all knew it the fire was out.
Elizabeth dragged Katherine out as she was slowly coming to. She was immediately put in irons and taken away. "I love you William Turner. We'll be together forever and ever and ever and ever..."
Will sighed and felt a hand touch his shoulder. He turned and it was Elizabeth.