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A/N: I really am sorry for the long awaited update. I was waiting for more reviews..Thank you to those who took their time to read and review! I love you guys!. But I neeeed more reviews! Pleaase? Okay so here. I hopee you enjoy it. FEEDBACK! Please?

Sometime later, Elizabeth looked up at the moon. The candles around the river flickered in the darkness. Her eyes were burning from the dryness from the tears she had shedded all night long. She rubbed them with her fingers. She soon as she closed her eyes to rub them, Jack's face came to her mind. For the millionth time that night, her heart shattered. She looked back up to the sky. Why? Why did I do this? WHY! her brained screamed at her. The tears flowed like waterfalls down her cheeks. Her eyes were so red, so puffy. She sacrificed Jack to save her own skin..to save the whole damn bloody crew. Just then, she heard the door above her open. She slowly looked up behind her. It was Will. The last person she wanted to see right now. She quickly looked back down to avoid eye contact. Her face was filled with anger, agony, sorrow, and so many other emotions. Will slowly climbed down the ladder to sit next to her. He sat there, looking at the stars. Then he looked at her. He could see how horrible she looked-if that was even possible. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot. Her cheeks were stained by the tears. Her face was red. Will had never seen her this distraught before. It scared him. Why is she in this much pain? Elizabeth knew that Will was watching her. She used to love being with him, but tonight was a different story. She wanted to be alone. To gather her thoughts. To figure out what the hell it was that she felt for that pirate. Will then took his hand and placed it on her shoulder. Elizabeth, distracted from her thoughts, looked at her shoulder, then to Will. She then looked down and stood up. She then walked to the ladder and slowly climbed it. As she walked into the house, all eyes fell on her. She really did look awful. As she met each of the crew members' glances, she saw how their eyes were also filled with the ache from the loss of their legendary captain. She put her head down, as if she were ashamed, an walked quickly up the stairs into Tia's room. Tia had let Elizabeth use her room for the night. Of all the crew, Elizabeth needed it most. She walked into the room and slammed the door shut behind her.

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Will watched Elizabeth sadly as she climbed up the ladder. He looked back up at the moon and sighed. He knew something was going on with Elizabeth. If there wasn't, she wouldn't be this upset. She hated Jack. Right? He saw the kiss. It killed him inside that Elizabeth would betray him like this. He thought that they were going to spend the rest of their lives together. But, as always, Jack Sparrow had to get in the way. When he was on The Flying Dutchman, Will decided, something must have happened between Elizabeth and Jack. That part scared him the most. He couldn't loose her. He loved her with all his heart and soul. He looked to the skies and prayed that Elizabeth felt the same. Little, little did he know, that Elizabeth didn't feel the same.

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She missed him. Plain and simple. She didn't love him-just missed him. Was that possible? To miss someone but not love them? Sure it was. Was it? She wasn't sure. As she thought of Jack, she couldn't restrain herself. She collapsed on the ground next to the bed- with hardly a thud-and sobbed uncontrollably. She didn't sob loudly. She kept it to herself, like she always had. She had never shedded so many tears in her life. As she sobbed, she felt as if her heart had become a 500-pound weight. She couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. Couldn't move. Why? She shook terribly as she cried. Finally, after what seemed like enternity, she stood, her knees threatning to buckle. She leaned towards the bed for support and kneeled down on it. She then lifted the covers and layed under them. She then pulled the covers to her face, turned on her side, and fell into a much needed sleep.

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Will climbed slowly up the ladder and walked into the house. Everyone was alseep, except for Gibbs. He walked over to the table where he was sitting and took a seat. They sat there in silence. Gibbs looked at Will's troubled face.

"What be on yer mind, Mr. Turner?"

Will looked up, a bit startled. He then flashed a quick smile and shook his head.

"Nothing. It's been a long night. I think I'll head to bed. Good night, Mr. Gibbs. You should too." he said as he stood up.

"Aye." he simply said as Will walked up the creaking stairs. Before he opened the door, he took a deap breath. As he quietly opened it, he was relieved to see that Elizabeth was sound asleep. Peacful, yet vulnerable. He took of his shirt and shoes and settled himself into the bed.

A/N: I know, it's realllllllly short. Sorry mates. Please send me reviews on what you think, what you want to see, or how I could make my story better..that is if you want more updates. Thanks!