Author's Note: So this is the second chapter. I decided not to confuse people and make the prologue the same as the first chapter. I hope you guys are anxious to read more. Keep in mind that was a prologue, a set up for the story if you will, thus the characters are not remaining that young in my story.

Disclaimer: Pirates is owned by Disney and Buena Vista, the unrecognizable characters are mine. Simple. Get it? Got it? GOOD!

Chapter 2: Body Guards

Five Years Later

Elizabeth Swann sat at her table, alone, wearing a gorgeous black, ankle-length dress. She hated these boring parties that her manager continuously made her go to. This particular one was in Manhattan. It was another magazine celebration of success, a magazine that she had been in of course. Her career had certainly taken off thanks to her agent.

Boredly she checked her watch. The greetings and 'There's my star!' exclaimations had already passed and now she was left alone, James, being the obsessive manager that he was, commanding her to sit at her table and not allowing anyone but himself to join her.

'To hell with this!' She finally thought and stood up from her table.

This party had been going on for thirty minutes, but it felt like hours.

Music blaring in her ears she walked, dazed, over to a chocolate fountain, barely aware of the tall, dark haired body guard following her.

Silently she snatched up a strawberry and held the stem, while watching the chocolate drizzle slowly off the red, plump berry.

"No..." Someone grabbed her wrist before she could pop the berry into her mouth. "Chocolate?" Her manager raised an eyebrow.

She sighed, wrenched her wrist from his grip, and turned around only to slam into the body guard that had followed her. She couldn't see his eyes, because of the secret-service way that he was wearing his sunglasses (inside), but she knew that he was a bit embarassed. She certainly was.

The chocolate had smeared onto his black, suit jacket.

"Oh my God... I'm so sorry." Elizabeth muttered, grabbing a cloth napkin and wiping up the chocolate.

"It's all right." He answered taking the cloth napkin from her and wiping the chocolate up.

"I am so sorry." She continued. "I didn't realize-"

He laughed, taking his sunglasses off,causing her to stop in mid-sentence. "It's fine."

She looked up at him and gasped. She'd know those eyes anywhere. "Will Turner?" She placed her hands over her mouth as though she hadn't spoken those words in a long time.

"The very same." He grinned.

"Oh my God!" She screamed and threw her arms around his neck. He hugged her back with one arm, his other sandwiched between them since it had been cleaning the chocolate up. Finally Elizabeth pulled away smiling. "Wow." She breathed. "Will Turner."

Will could only smile.

"Ahem."Someone cleared their throat from behind Elizabeth.

Elizabeth rolled her eyes having forgotten about her manager. "Will," she said through gritted teeth. "This is my manager James Norrington, he's from England. James, this is my old friend Will."

James had dark brown, shaggy hair, peircing brown eyes and a pale complection that showed quite well against his navy blue suit.

He was around Elizabeth's height, but he was also older than Elizabeth. It wasn't too weird, but the thing that weirded Will out was the way that James was acting around Elizabeth, for instance: heput his arm around Elizabeth's slender shoulders. "Elizabeth, darling, we'd best leave we have things to discuss at the hotel and in the limo."

Elizabeth sighed. "It was good to see you again, Will." Elizabeth shook his hand.

Will forced a smile. Something was wrong with Elizabeth, she wasn't the free-spirited, unbreakable person that she used to be.

James had gone to call for the limo.

As Elizabeth turned away Will saw a flicker of something in her eyes. He couldn't place it, fear or sadness. Whatever it was, it didn't seem right.

'Have you learned nothing? She's getting away again!' He thought.

Elizabeth began walking down the stairs towards the vallet.

"Elizabeth!" He shouted, this wasn't going to happen again. He took off running after her, pushing through the many people. "Elizabeth!" He grabbed her hand and she turned around surprised.

"Will?"

"I want to get to know you." He said. 'Oh, great start!' He thought sarcastically.

She stared at him confused. "You already know me."

"I want to know the new you... how long are you in town?"

"Elizabeth!" James called.

"Um... not long, till the end of the week." She answered uneasily.

"Perfect, can we go to lunch tomorrow?"

"Elizabeth!" James shouted again.

"I don't think so." Elizabeth seemed hesitant.

"Please, when can I see you again?" He knew he was sounding desperate, but he was, God damnit! He'd waited for her for five years.

"I- I don't think I can..."

"Elizabeth!" James was getting impatient.

"Tomorrow, I'll meet you at Cosi. You can show up or not, but I'll be there."

James had come up the stairs and was pulling Elizabeth backwards down the stairs. "Maybe." She mouthed.

END

Well, it's going pretty well, I think, wait for it to get better though.

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