A/N: Yes, I know chapter eight was super short…that's why I posted chapter nine with it.
Chapter Nine: Do you Fear Death, Davy Jones?
There was a funny ringing in Elizabeth's ears. She could hear wedding bells sounding, the bells from her ruined wedding day. She stood stock still, staring at the dying man before her. She distantly heard the clatter of her sword falling, and she felt her body rush forward to Will, and she realized she was crying.
"Will! Will, no, stay with me! No! Don't leave me, please, don't leave me!'
Will opened his eyes half way.
"Elizabeth?" he croaked out
"Yes, yes I'm here!"
"I'll always love you and even heaven will be like hell with out you. Don't forget me, Elizabeth."
"NO!!! No, Will! Oh, god!!! No!!" She was still screaming his name when she felt warm, strong hands wrap around her waist and carry her outside of the cave. She turned around to Jack's chest and pounded on it. Her tears soaked his shirt through and her pitiful cries wrenched his heart.
"Ah, ah hahaha. Love." At the sound of Jones's voice, Elizabeth's tears stopped and raging anger replaced her sorrow for the moment.
"You. Bastard." She ran towards him, and looked for a second as though she was going to try and kill him bare handed. But she went straight past him to Will's body and pulled off his coat. She reached inside it and pulled out Jones's slimy, thumping, heart. She then pulled out Bootstrap's dagger and placed the point directly over the heart. Jones had a look of slight terror on his face when Elizabeth walked over to him and stood right in front of him with it. Dried tears stained a river down her face making her look like a menacing witch.
"Tell me, Davy Jones, do you fear death?"
She waited approximately two seconds before driving the blade into the center of Davy Jones's heart. She twisted it around in a circle and smiled at the look of excruciating pain on Jones's face. She twisted the blade back the other way and repeated the process. When he fell to his knees in front of her, Elizabeth threw the heart at him.
"Go to hell." were the last words he heard. Elizabeth knew he was dead, and that there wasn't a chance that he would come back to life, but just for good measure, she took her sword and stabbed him a few times before running to Will's lifeless body.
The tears returned as she held his cold hand in hers. Jack came over and put his hands on her shoulders. He hadn't known that his Lizzie had it in her to kill, even if she had just had her first love killed.
Then again, he thought, She did kill you.
Yes she did, but she came to find me…to save me. I should do something for her.
And so Jack picked up Elizabeth and set her down outside the cave so she wouldn't see what happened. Jack walked back inside and pulled the dagger out of Jones's no longer thumping thump thump. He went back over to Will and cut his heart out, placing it inside the coat pocket of Will's jacket. He took Will's body down to the sea, Elizabeth closely behind him, and threw Will into it. Jack knew the crew of The Flying Dutchman would find it, and that Bootstrap would make his son captain.
Elizabeth sat, once again, watching the fire. Its orange flames teased her with dancing life, the logs laughed at her with rolling fun. She couldn't think about anything but Will and what he had said when he died. "Even heaven will by hell with out you. Don't forget me." The words taunted her with the whisper of Will's sweet voice and for the tenth time that hour, Elizabeth felt tears burn behind her eyes. Jack came and sat next to her, placing a comforting arm on her shoulder. She leaned into the embrace and cried and Jack just held her, knowing that that was what she needed right now. A Friend.