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Jack, Elizabeth, and the rest of the crew joined up with Will shortly after Jack's drink. Jack was in a good mood. He was now immortal, and was going to live forever. What more could you want? Elizabeth too was happy, as she was pain-free and was soon going to be immortal as well. Then she could spend her life with Will. And with Jack.
They found Will sitting in one of the boats, right where they left him. The only difference was that he had a stony expression on his face. The party greeted him. He grunted in response.
Elizabeth walked over to him. She stroked his face. He flinched but didn't object. 'What wrong?' she asked in a soothing voice. Will didn't reply. Elizabeth looked at Jack. He shrugged. Elizabeth thought of what could have happened whilst they were gone. Will was perfectly fine when they left. But it must have been something drastic as Will was never like this.
Will gave Jack a cold stare. 'Are we going or not?' Will asked in a low, gruff voice. 'And how the hell are we meant to get back up there anyway? One boat has a hole in it and anyway, the river flows downwards.'
Jack looked surprise at the harshness in Will's voice. He decided to dismiss it for now. He would act just like normal. 'Well, methinks we have no option but to walk back up along the bank. There's no other way, unless you intend on swimming back.'
'And how am I meant to do that?' Will's dark voice replied. 'Expect me to drag buckets along and step in them the whole way up?' Will decided to not mention that he had already walked on the soil surrounding the Fountain, but he wasn't sure wether this soil would do the same.
Jack had a twinkle in his eye. 'I have an idea.'
*
A few minutes later, everyone was ready to go. Jack led the party, Elizabeth behind him, then Pintel and Ragetti, then the rest behind them. Strung between Pintel and Ragetti, tied onto a long stick, was Will. He was still grumbling when the party started to move. Jack's idea had actually made sense. Will couldn't step on land, so he would hang in the air. There was really no other option except that Will would have to row his way back up or someone had to carry him on their back – and no one wanted to do that!
Jack's fears were realised a third of the way back. The warriors returned. The concession had to run to make the target harder. There was nowhere they could hide. But then the warriors went away. The party was so surprised that they stopped dead in their tracks. But Jack soon understood why.
As punishment for not sounding the gong, the river had been rough and harsh to them, having rocks and sticks in it. Jack should have expected that the way back up would not have been any easier. The group soon found huge boulders in their path, roots sticking out of the ground to make the pirates watch where they were going, and branches were often flung out to smack them in the face, arm or leg. On top of that the climb got steeper. Every few minutes a pirate fell don or got whacked in the face by a branch. The crew had to stop many times to catch their breath.
When they finally arrived back at the Dutchman and the Mantress, the troop was filthy, bloody and tired. Will was in no better a mood. As soon as he was back on his ship he was shouting for everyone to make sail. Elizabeth climbed over to the Dutchman to have a little chat with him. But first she made sure that both ships were to stay put until the next day.
She found Will in his cabin, staring out of the window. She banged the door shut behind her, to notify her presence. Will did not turn around.
Elizabeth made herself loud and clear. 'Is there something wrong with me? What have I done, Will? You're ignoring me, and I want to know why!' She was out of breath.
Will turned around, as he knew she wouldn't leave until she got answers. And he was going to give them to her alright. He stared at her troubled face. He stood up out of his chair. He looked down upon her, but Elizabeth's stare did not phase.
'Fine!' he roared. Elizabeth took a step back, unnerved by his sudden outrage. 'I saw you Elizabeth! While you were away, I found a river that took me to the Fountain. I looked over to you. And what did I see?! Not you collecting water to make you immortal, but you KISSING JACK! How COULD you Elizabeth?! I thought you loved me, but now it's clear you love him instead. But it's fine. Now you have your water so now you can spend the rest of your life with your lying, cheating, and scumbag of a love!'
With that, Will stormed past Elizabeth and walked out the door, slamming it behind him. Elizabeth stood there speechless. That was the worst she had ever seen Will. But she couldn't let him believe that she loved Jack. Because she didn't.
Did she?
Elizabeth shook her head. She had to fix this. She followed Will out of the cabin. She found him at the helm. She could be fierce too. 'Will, listen to me. I do not love Jack. I love you. That was just a kiss of thanks. I am your wife. I would never cheat on you. Now I want you to listen to yourself. Do you want me to stay away from you, to go and live with Jack? No. I got the water so I could live with you forever. That's how it will always be, no matter what I do! And to prove it...' Elizabeth drew out her rum bottle of the Water, 'I will drink this in front of you, and vow that I will live with you forever. I know it's not much of a promise but I don't know what else to do.'
Elizabeth raised the bottle to her lips, and drank deeply. She swallowed, and then lowered the bottle. 'William Turner, will you take me, your wife, and promise to live with me forever?' she said it like they were saying wedding vows. But Will knew this decision was serious.
'I do,' he promised.
'Well, me too!' she said with a smile. Will grinned then took Elizabeth in his arms, and carried her off to his cabin.
*
The next morning, Elizabeth appeared out of Will's cabin. She had a huge smile on her face. Will followed soon after her. They walked to the rail, Will holding Elizabeth around the waist.
'Jack Sparrow!' Elizabeth called. Said Captain appeared. 'We are ready to make sail!' Jack nodded.
'As you command, your majesty.' Jack bowed, in a symbol of mock royalty. He straightened up again. 'Prepare the ship! Trim that sail, slacken braces, all the customary drills!' Jack called. 'Are you staying aboard the Dutchman?' he asked Elizabeth. She nodded. 'I knew it. It seems you're in a better mood, Will! Happy to see. Now I should warn you that we're making a little side trip before we leave the island.' Will looked surprised. Jack had fulfilled his purpose of this voyage. What else could he have to do?
'I need my Pearl,' he asked in response to Will's thought. 'And I have an idea of where to get it.'
Will shook his head. Of course. Jack needs his precious ship. NOT AGAIN!!!
Will followed Jack's lead and instructed the crew to set sail. Soon the two ships were setting off the small island which they pulled up on.
The way back up was even herder then the way back down. The river wasn't very steep but it had a very slight downwards edge to it. And that made it hell. Will struggled to keep the ship under control. It was hard. He had to use all his navigational skills to get them through it.
Near the opening, Will looked to the left and saw a flash of gold. Peering, he saw the gong. So that's where it was. Well, too late now.
Out in the open, Will looked around. There was still no sign of the Black Pearl. He wondered where it could be. Jack sailed to the left, so as to go parallel to the shore. Will followed, keeping his eyes peeled for any signs of another river or concealed space. There was no point. Jack led them around a cliff in a bend of the island, and there it was. Huge, black, and fierce, just like he remembered it. The Black Pearl. Will saw his crew weigh anchor. He jumped of the ship and into the shallow water. Jack walked over to him.
'I'm going to take the Pearl and drop the Mantress off at the closest island. Savvy?'
Will nodded.
'Has Elizabeth drunken the Water?' Jack asked.
Again, Will nodded.
'Alright then. Let us go aboard the Pearl to discuss further voyage manner,' Jack settled. Will agreed.
*
A few minutes later Jack, Will, and Elizabeth were sitting in Jack's cabin. Jack had need to discuss what the next voyage was, and what the basic game plan was.
Jack laid out the Navigational Chart. He pointed his finger at the spot where it said 'Aqua de Vida', and then moved his finger over to the closest island. Spain. 'We can drop the ship there, resupply, and then move onto whatever the next voyage is.'
'Jack,' Will asked.
'Mhmm,' Jack answered.
'What happens to Elizabeth? Would drinking that water give her the power to go to the land of the dead?'
Jack shrugged. 'I'm not sure, mate. But if I were you I wouldn't try it. You don't want to kill her in experimentation, do you now?'
Will nodded. But Elizabeth was determined. 'We can give it a go.'
Jack shook his head. 'I don't think being immortal allows you to travel under the seas. Elizabeth, you remember the messenger? He said you can still die by attack.'
'But I'm not sure whether this will count,' said Elizabeth firmly.
Jack sighed. 'Fine, give it a shot. But don't come crying to me if it doesn't work.'
Elizabeth was overjoyed. If this worked, she could be with Will forever! What a future. But would that mean that she could never see Jack again?
'Will,' she said uncertainly, 'if it does work, I really don't want to be doing it every day. Please, if it does, let me stay on an island or such, and let me come to you once a month. It's not that I don't want to live with you, it's just that I don't want to be helping to ferry souls every day. And I can't survive not stepping on land once in a while'
Will nodded. He understood. It was a shame, but she had a life too.
'Well, it seems we have an arrangement. But which island? You said to me you didn't like your one because it was too lonely.
'It was.'
'Then where to?'
Elizabeth looked at Will. 'I want somewhere quiet, but with people. A small island.'
Jack grinned. 'I know just the place.'
*
Elizabeth stared at the island. Jack was right. It was everything she had wanted. It was small, but she could see small cottages and a tiny town in the distance. This looked perfect for her. Elizabeth looked at Will. She smiled, but it was a sad smile. She knew that she wouldn't be seeing him for a while. 'I will come. Once a month, I promise. This day, each month, we shall meet, how about, at the outskirts of Isle Fountaineis? That seems like a memorable spot, and not too far away.' Will agreed.
'Will, I'll be fine,' she promised him. Will looked doubtful. 'Just remember, it's not ten years, is it?'
Will had to agree with that. 'Just remember. If you don't like that island, tell me and we'll move you.'
'Yes I'm sure you will' Elizabeth laughed. But she doubted that she would move. This pace looked like home.
Elizabeth climbed into the rowboat that had been prepared for her. It felt like déjà vu. The entire crew from both ships stood on the shore, except for Will, who stood just in the water. She said goodbye to each of the, leaving Will till last. Elizabeth moved over to him. 'I'll always love only you,' she whispered in his ear and kissed him. Then she let go.
'I'll see you in a month.'
Elizabeth stepped back. 'Goodbye everyone!' she called. Everyone waved. Jack walked up with Elizabeth. It had been agreed that he go with her to find her a place to stay, and then come back. Elizabeth turned around for one last look at the pirates, then let Jack lead her onto the island.
*
It didn't take long to find a house. After talking to the baker, and using her feminine charm, she was able to find out that the landowner down the road might have a spare house. Elizabeth thanked him, then moved out the door. The village was quiet. It was a one way cobbled street with small shops down the sides. Everyone she walked past greeted her kindly. Obviously everyone knew each other, and she was the new one in town. Oh well, at least people were being nice to her. Elizabeth and Jack found the landowner. He determined that there was a spare cottage near the village and she could go and see it right away. She agreed to this, and the landowner led them down the path, to the left in the trees and into an opening.
Elizabeth gasped.
Before her stood the most gorgeous house she had ever seen. It was made of brick, and had a small garden out the front. It looked perfect. They walked inside. The house itself had a bathroom, two bedrooms and a kitchen and living area. It was simple and plain. It had a faint honey and sweet smoke smell, and Elizabeth loved it. It was just the house for her. She asked for the price.
'20 pounds,' said the landowner. Jack pulled out his small bag. It jingled.
'What are you doing?' Elizabeth asked. 'I'll pay for it, it's my house!'
But Jack didn't listen. He pulled out the said amount of coins and gave them to the landowner. 'Look after her,' he said to him. The landowner nodded.
Elizabeth went into the bedroom and set her things down on the bed. It didn't consist of much. Only some clothes, money, sword, pistol, and some other personal belongings. After dumping them she returned to the living room where Jack and the landowner were chatting. Jack looked up at her when she came in. 'Elizabeth, this is Tom. Tom meet Elizabeth, Elizabeth meet Tom.'
Tom stood up and bowed to Elizabeth. She giggled. 'Thankyou, kind sir, for giving me this house. It is wonderful! I love it.'
'Your welcome, m'lady. You must remember to meet the rest of the town They would love to meet you,' Tom obliged.
'Yes, I will. But first, I must set off Jack.'
Tom bowed again and walked out of the door to give them some space.
Elizabeth looked at Jack. 'Why do I keep thanking you Jack? You do too much for me. I cannot thank you enough for all of this. It was really sweet.'
'You're welcome, luv. And I will come and visit, once a month, and not on the same day as your visit to Will. But I will miss you,' Jack said.
'I'll miss you too, Jack.' Jack walked out the door. Elizabeth followed. They walked in silence to the shore where the Black Pearl was waiting. Elizabeth gave Jack a hug. 'I'll see you soon,' she whispered. Jack climbed onto the Pearl. Soon Elizabeth was staring out to open sea, and she didn't move until the Black Pearl was completely out of sight. It was sunset. She looked onto the blood red sky, sighed, and turned around to walk back to her cottage.
Hi,its me, the author
i'd like to know what you readers would like me to do next. i have a few options or some new ideas would be great
- Sparrabeth
- Willabeth
- Liz has a kid
Any new ideas please tell me. Thankyou and please remember to review
