Summary: Will comes home to find that Elizabeth has left him. He wishes to start over in life, and ends up in modern day Florida! He meets Serena Travis, a Southern girl who is visiting from Texas. Can she help mend his broken heart?

Disclaimer: It all belongs to the mouse. Except a few things. Okay, a lot of things. I don't own Florida!! It'd be cool though, I want to own POTC :(

I woke up to my phone ringing. I lazily got out of bed and answered it.

"Hello. Miss Travis?" I mumbled out a yes.

"You know Marlene Carmicheal? Your Aunt? Well, she passed away last night." I gasped.

"Aunt Marlene? Oh, I loved her! She passed away? Oh, I thought she had children! Oh, poor guys..." I could hear coughing on the other line.

"Well, you are the only heir and she has left all her things to you. Including the children. We need you to come and visit Florida. To decide what to do with everything." I ran into my room.

"Of course, when?" I grabbed some paper and pen and wrote down all the information.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Smithee. Yes, I know, the flight is later tonight. Yeah, I can get time off from work. Okay, bye!" I ended the call and called my work place. I told them that I was taking time off for family matters and packed up to go to Florida.

The flight was 1 hour long, when I got there, Mr. Smithee had sent a car for me. So, I had a ride.

There were three children waiting for me when we pulled up. I recognized them immediately.

"Lucie! Chris! Jamie!" I hugged them all.

Lucie was 5 years old, and had brown curly hair. She was lots of fun to be around. Chris is 6, and is an all time prankster, he always gets into trouble. Jamie is 8, and the leader. She always has good ideas and thinks of others before herself.

"Oh sweeties." I said in my usual southern accent, which I hid from Mr. Smithee because people usually said my accent was improper.

"Oh, darlings. I'm so sorry." I crouches down on my knees. "Mommy had to go to heaven." Our family were Baptist Christians, and Jewish too. So, I knew she was in Heaven.

Lucie started crying. I picked her up and rubbed her back, and spoke to her like a mother.

Oh, sweeties. It's okay. Now, can you behave? I want to pay my respects to Auntie. Okay? Jamie, can I trust you to look after them?" She nodded her head and I went to the beach shore behind the house. I stood right before the wave line, barefoot. She let the wind blow in her hair, and the water spray in her face.

"Oh, dear lord. Please keep her safe. And please, help me take care of those kids. I've never been a mother, you know that. Please, help me. Keep Aunt Marlie safe for me. Amen." I looked around the beach for a while. When I finally decided to go back, I saw a figure in the water. I started running and took off my shirt, leaving me in my spaghetti strap shirt. I got to the form and gasped. It was Will Turner! From Pirates of the Caribbean!

I started carrying him to the house, which was pretty hard considering he was pretty heavy. I brought him in through the back door and set him on the guest bed. I made sure he was comfy and closed the door. Then, I went to the kitchen to cook dinner, and thought about how he got here. I put in my favorite CD, by Taylor Swift and started singing Tim McGraw. I wasn't aware that Will was waking up down the hall.