AN: Eeekkk!!! Pirates was awesome:). I couldn't believe how it ended though. And I missed the ending sequence after the credits. Gah. Oh well. I'm going again this weekend: ). Haha. I'll try to morph the story into somewhat following AWE's storyline. I'm sorry if it's rushed. I was out of other ideas. Please review after reading. Thanks!

A week quickly passed, leaving me worried. The day before I had to leave, Jack and I were on the deck, me in his arms. "Promise me you'll be safe." My voice was a whisper. I didn't want the next day to come, partially because of the truth that would come to me.

"Aye." That was all I got as he grinned his normal way.

"Why do I have to leave?" I sounded like a little girl again. "Elizabeth doesn't have to! I'm no different."

Will happened to be near by again and he overheard us. Lizzie was with him; her arm around his waist as his was around hers. "Yes she does."

"What?!" Her shock was evident.

"We'll go with you." Will shot a look at Jack. If anything proved that there was something going on, that did.

"Aye. See, darling? Will will watch over you two on the island. I've been there a few times myself. Supplies will go with you and it'll only take a couple of days…"

"What will? Jack Sparrow I'm sick of lies." I pulled myself out of his grasp.

Without any control, I felt myself slap his face harshly. Horror fell over me as I realized what I'd just done. I covered my mouth with my hands, watching as he turned his head to look at me. Jack took hold of my hand and led me into his cabin, locking the door behind us. He spun me around to face him, dropping my hand in the process. "You will NOT embarrass me in front of my crew again. You may be my wife but questioning my judgment and slapping me because you can't get your way is…" His eyes were filled with something I didn't wish to see. "I became captain for a reason. I know how to protect a woman, especially one that I love, because I know how to protect. If I didn't trust my tactics would I do it? I think not."

I watched with wide eyes as he glared at me. I had never been yelled at in such a manner before. I could feel my bones turn to mush as I began to tremble out of guilt and regret. Tears filled my eyes as his breathing calmed. "Sorry." I blinked back the tears and wiped them on the back of my hand before exiting, my appearance obviously upset.

"Alexis!" I saw Elizabeth running to me. I hadn't gotten to know her that well but recently she'd become quite a friend. Her arms flung around me. I appreciated the gesture. "Have you noticed that the men are up to something?"

I groaned and pulled back. "Don't go there."

Lizzie looked at me closely. "Are you alright?"

About that same time, Jack came out of his cabin. I turned at the sound and I grabbed her hand, pulling her away from the helm. When we were safely at the other end, I explained. When I had finished, she just shook her head. "You didn't do anything. You're emotional because you have to leave him for a while against your own will. He should understand that. He's witnessed me throwing similar fits against Will."

I just sighed and watched the ocean. "Doesn't matter now…" I slipped into thought about what the men could be hiding.

Then it hit me when I realized all of them were coming back. The old Dutchman crew hadn't been heard of since Jack stabbed the heart. The lies fell into place. I had heard rumors of who had to take the place of Jones. Whoever stabbed the heart had to take over. Jack couldn't take over, he couldn't! I turned and left Lizzie standing there.

I knew that Jack wouldn't want to make amends tonight and I knew it was helpless. The day wore on until evening and I went into the cabin, tired and upset. I lay in our bed for what seemed like hours until I heard Jack come in. He didn't try to pull me close. Instead, he assumed me to be asleep and placed a quick and brief kiss to my forehead, his lips lingering. Finally, he rolled back over onto his side and fell asleep, followed by me.

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I awoke to see that I was no longer in the bed with Jack. In fact, I wasn't on the ship. I sat up in a mad fury, looking to see where I was. A familiar voice calmed me. "Alex we're here. On the island." Will spoke gently and I could hear that he was standing a few feet away.

We were in the middle of lush foliage not to far from the ocean. The familiar sound calmed me instantly. That is, until I remembered that Jack and I had fought and that I hadn't said goodbye. I jumped onto my feet and ran to the shore, looking for the Pearl. It was out in the distance, sailing to my right. Had Jack really been mad enough to not wake me?

My wild thoughts overtook me as I ran out into the waters. I heard two pairs of feet behind me. Elizabeth and Will appeared beside me when I felt that I couldn't walk any longer due to the sand plummeting deeper into the ocean. Guilt swam over me as waves crashed around us and the tears that had threatened to fall before fell into the Caribbean. "Jack." My voice was small as I was pulled into Wills arms.

Me and him were about as close as I was with his wife, but I appreciated his act of kindness. I buried my face into his shoulder and he held me to him as I cried. Elizabeth's hand rested on my back with sympathy. I felt ridiculous as my realizations from the day before came back to me. I pulled back and smiled weakly, feeling foolish. "Sorry…"

They led me back onto the island and we ate food that they had caught earlier in the morning. I didn't eat much, the familiar meal reminding me of the man who was going to take over the Dutchman. "Alexis…" I turned to Elizabeth and smiled weakly.

"Yes?"

"You left in a rush yesterday, not that I minded. Although I do think you had a reason."

"Whoever stabbed the heart has to take over that bloody ship right?"

Lizzie finally realized what I was talking about along with Will. "Jack stabbed the heart."

I could've sworn that Will paled but I thought it to be my imagination. When he didn't respond I surely thought he was ill. "Will? Are you alright?"

He thought over his words carefully before replying. "Jack didn't stab the heart."

"He said he did."

"Will…?" Elizabeth went over to him and pulled him close, as if she were scared to hear his next words. As if they would take him away.

"I did."

My breath caught in my throat as Lizzie threw her arms around him, sobbing into his shoulder. Apparently he'd already told her. The lie was also between her, but I didn't blame her. It was a lot harder for her to deal with than it was for me. The man she loved would have to leave. "Elizabeth." He pulled back and cupped her cheek. "You knew this would happen. It was destiny. But we escaped before…"

"I know. You can save your father."

He nodded and more love was shared between them for the next few moments and days. They both savored every moment and every touch until the mass herd of ships arrived, the Pearl leading them. Jack was clearly at the wheel, trying to avoid my gaze as we swam out to meet them. As I was pulled upon the Pearl, I noticed it was Jack who was pulling me aboard. Immediately, my arms flew around his neck and I laid my head against his chest, trying to show him that I was sorry.

Jack, however, didn't want to make amends according to the way he reacted. He pulled away and shook his head. "Not now" he whispered and walked away. I watched as Will climbed aboard and left to the Dutchman, his fate obvious.

Elizabeth watched with saddened eyes as he walked away. Unable to watch the scene, I left to the opposite side of the ship, away from the royalty people and from the crews I didn't like. I leaned on the railing at the end, watching the water and trying to ignore the noises. I stood there forever, waiting for the commotion to end. Finally, something caught my eye. To the left, Will and Elizabeth were walking hand-in-hand on the island that I'd shared with them for days. Watching them reminded me that Jack wouldn't be leaving for ten years; therefore, I shouldn't be mad. However, his reaction to my 'apology' was rude and it left me bitter and missing him, which wasn't a good combination.

As I let my eyes linger, a long scar showed on Will's revealed tan chest. The shirt he wore was a beautiful navy color and his hair was pulled back with a bandana, much in a way similar to Jack. I finally turned and left, hearing what the plan was. The couple would remain on the island for a day, meaning the Pearl and the Dutchman would wait for them, and then Will would leave for ten years. Barbossa and Feng unwillingly left, Barbossa wanting his gold still. Jack promised him to get him to shut up for the moment and the EIC ships left, much to everyone's surprise, without the single hint of a battle.

After a few moments, Jack motioned for me to follow him into his cabin. Hesitantly, I did as I was told and entered his cabin, closing the door behind me. Jack watched me as I walked over to him and stood in front of him, his eyes never leaving mine. "Alex…"

"Jack." I watched his eyes. Some of the old and familiar love for me had returned to his dark eyes.

He gingerly held my face in his hands and kissed me swiftly before pulling away, frustration obvious. "See what you do to me?" The edge in his voice had returned and I didn't like it.

"I'm sorry, Jack." He had turned his back to me but when I spoke, he turned and swaggered over to me once more.

I longed to feel his lips again as I watched his face twist as he thought. Finally he reached a verdict. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me gently yet firmly. Slowly, he backed me up until the soft covers of the bed were against the back of my knees. Jack's hands held me close and prevented me from falling as he gently laid me down, following suit. He was now on top of me, holding me his prisoner. I groaned as his lips found my right ear, nipping it gently before looking me in the eyes. "Don't be" he spoke quietly. "Now do you know why I lied? Even though Lizzie knew I didn't want you to know because you'd go crazy trying to help. They had both kept quiet, along with Gibbs and I, to prevent trouble." His left ringed hand came up and held my face gently.

I smiled sadly up at him, which he returned lazily. I leaned up slightly, his right hand holding me securely to him, and kissed his nose. Jack scrunched his nose, making me laugh. I smiled and leaned back onto the mattress, my lower legs still dangling off the end of the bed. He grinned and rolled off of me, pulling me up along side him as he scooted to the pillows. When we were situated, I voiced one of my thoughts. "Why can't Elizabeth go with Will?"

Jack sighed and stared into my green eyes as he responded. "His job is to watch over the souls in Davy Jones' locker. He continuously has to go back and forth. Elizabeth has been there before, to rescue me, but it wasn't pleasant. I don't think he wants her to go through that again."

"Why were you there?"

A smirk pulled at his lips. "You're quite the questioning little minx, aren't you?" I laughed. His smirk disappeared as he responded. "Lizzie. She condemned me to that place. I was driven insane." I laughed at that also. "She had kissed and chained me to the Pearl's mast before the kraken attacked again. It killed me but she and the Whelp brought me back with Barbossa's help."

"That's why he wants to be repaid?"

"That and because he's a jackass." I erupted with laughter.

In all honesty, it wasn't that funny, but I had missed him and his expression was priceless as he spoke. I was shocked to hear about how Lizzie had trapped him, but they were obviously over that… incident. Yes, incident was the proper wording. Jack hadn't done anything but kiss her back, yet he had moved on to me. I had no doubt that he loved me, considering that I had questioned all his ways and he was forgiving me as easily as he was.

Jack grinned and leaned forward on his left side, trying to meet my lips. I turned my head so that his lips collided with my neck. He groaned but settled for it, nipping lightly with his teeth. I chuckled and turned my head, cutting him off with a kiss that told him everything words couldn't say. Jack rolled on me once again, pressing me to him with his hands. After a few moments, he decided that he wanted to go outside. I couldn't blame him; the weather was nice and the crew was possibly thinking we were clawing at each other, except for Gibbs.

He rolled off of me and pulled me off the bed with him. His hair was full of static, causing it to be even more frizzy than normal. I laughed and smoothed his hair down with my hand before he wrapped me into another passionate kiss. Jack pulled back and wrapped his arm around my waist, leading me out. In response, I wrapped my arm around his, knowing he was enjoying having me at his becking call.

Upon entering the deck, Gibbs grinned at seeing us so close again. Jack swaggered over to his first mate, grinning like mad. "I see you two are done killing each other."

I grinned in the same fashion as Jack, knowing he was watching me. "Aye." I spoke with dignity as both men laughed.

Jack turned his head and watched the island. "Both of them disappeared into the forest a while ago. Figure they need to spend as much time together before…" Gibbs trailed off.

We both nodded and stood in silence with my husband's best friend. After a while, the silence was broken when Jack started talking about what would happen after we took sail and such. After a while, I got bored and stopped listening. All I truly wanted to do was to go back in the cabin and continue what he'd broken off. I would even settle for falling asleep in his arms. I had just missed him while we'd been fighting and such. I leaned into his left side, casually letting him know that I was bored. He sensed it and dismissed Gibbs. I grinned up at him as he returned it, sealing my lips with a kiss as his arms wrapped protectively around me.

Obviously he had realized that my shoulder was alright, considering that one of his arms was pinning me to him around my shoulders. I kissed him back with everything I could, my eyes fluttering closed. After a moment, Jack pulled away for breath as I threaded my arms under his. Once his breath was regained, which was only a second or so later, he claimed my lips once more. I melted within his hold, knowing that he was trying to tell me something.

My thoughts were proven when he lifted me into a bridal-style position, his lips never leaving mine. I repositioned my arms so that they were behind his neck. I pulled back for a breath before he descended his lips on mine again. He swaggered in his usual way with me in his arms toward the door of his cabin. When we entered, he closed the door before he laid me on the bed before climbing on me. I grinned up at him.

Jack pulled his lips from mine, grinning mischievously down at me under his control. "What would my lady like this fine evening?"

"Hmm…" I pretended to think about it, knowing that I was driving him mad.

Without any other words, Jack descended his lips upon my neck, nipping at my right ear gently. I sighed in happiness. When Elizabeth would come back the next day, I would feel guilty for having my husband with me. I'd have to be sure to limit Jack to only gentle pecks on deck, at least when she was around. He sensed my worry. "Darling, you have to relax. I know you're worrying about Lizzie but she'll be fine." Jack's voice quieted for a moment. "At least after a few days… Weeks… Months."

I smiled weakly. "It's not fair." My hands ran through his soft hair, knowing that he must've washed it in secret. "I get to have you with me, my husband, while she can't see Will for ten years."

"Lizzie will live. If it'll make you feel better she can stay in our cabin for a night or two. I know you'd enjoy having another woman to talk to in the night…"

"Alright…" I smiled up at him.

Jack grinned back down at me. His right hand gently played with my hair as he got off of me, pulling us under the covers that he threw back. When we were settled, he grinned a suggestive grin but I yawned. I wasn't in the proper mood for what he was wanting and I was tired. All I wanted was to cuddle with him and to enjoy some peace and quiet with me in his tanned arms.

He sighed and rolled his eyes in fake annoyance. I laughed as he snaked his arms around me and rolled onto his back, my head on his chest. The gentle rising and falling soothed me to the point of sleepiness. Before I drifted off, I shifted so that the right side of my face was on his chest and that my right arm was laying across it, his arm laying on top of mine gently. I intertwined our arms, holding his wrist. "I love you, Jack Sparrow. Even if you do lie…"

I heard his chuckle in his chest. "Pirate, love."