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Thank you for reviewing the last chapter if you did and reading if you didn't. This one continues from last week and I hope it came out fine.

Elizabeth grabbed Will by the ear, dragged him to the lake and managed to throw him inside to sober him up.

He surfaced and shook his head to get some of the water off while also taking deep breaths. "Elizabeth, why?" he asked, walking out.

Elizabeth, instead of saying anything, pushed him back down.

"If I come out again, can I stay out this time?" Will asked, trying to get some of the water out of his ears.

Elizabeth thought it over for at least ten minutes. In that time, James and Jack came over and quietly began talking in the corner.

"Elizabeth, it's starting to get cold. Can I please come out?" Will asked, now shivering.

"Yes, but only if you stay at least five paces behind Jack at all times."

"Deal!" Will again climbed out but Elizabeth began to walk back to their camping site alone.

"I can't believe you got him drunk," James muttered to Jack loud enough for Will to hear.

"Well I thought he could've used it. What do I know?"

"That's your answer for everything."

Will sighed and quietly moved away and began to walk back and properly apologize.

It was the third night of Will being assigned to do both day and night shifts. In those three nights, Will had the equivalent of about four hours of sleep.

"Why do people always seem to hate me, Jack," Will asked the other man while he was bent over scrubbing the deck. His back was killing him yet again and he kept on going.

"You're noble, heroic, a soprano..."

"I told you not to tell anyone about that," Will muttered, looking around. "That is something only you and Elizabeth know. Oh, Elizabeth...."

"Someone's coming. Look busy," Jack said suddenly.

Will looked around before collapsing onto the deck.

"Will, Will speak to me," Jack said, tapping his face.

"Was wrong wit 'im?" one of the crewmembers asked.

Will suddenly opened his eyes and looked around confused as to how he'd gotten on his back.

"He's fine. Nothing to worry about. Continue on yer way mate," Jack said, managing to give the man a smile.

The crewman continued onward as Jack helped Will to sit up.

"What just happened?" Will asked before he began coughing.

"You passed out," Jack said. He felt Will's forehead and an eyebrow rose. "And you're burning up. You need to rest Turner."

"I can't. I've got to do my duty."

"What use is doing your duty if you end up dead or worse?"

Will stopped just short of the site. It was still a few yards away and he needed to rest for a moment. His body still seemed to be recovering a bit and with what little food they had here added to what they ate on the ship, his body wasn't back to normal yet.

He had upset Elizabeth and now, once again, needed to fix it. That's what Will did best, fix things. Fixing swords, fixing tools, fixing relationships (especially his own) whether they had been on good terms or not...

Will somehow managed to convince Jack that he was fine and now was the time to take a quick, five minute break.

The crew was at least lenient about that. After three hours of working, they were allowed to stop and then continue on till dawn.

"How's Norrington been then?" Jack asked.

"He's been helping with some of the other men. We're trying to build up some sort of resistance but it's not working as well enough as we'd like."

"That's a mighty shame boy; we need as much help as we can get to defeat these ugly blokes."

A bell rang signaling that the kitchen staff was going to change. Will just so happened to turn his head slightly and saw her. She was being ushered down below into the hold with a group of other girls.

"Elizabeth," Will whispered just loud enough for Jack to hear him.

Jack turned and looked and frowned. Will on the other hand smiled widely and attempted to get up, but Jack held him down.

"Jack, what're you doing? I've got to..."

"Leave her be for now Turner. If the two o' you see each other, well, tell me if you notice somethin' about the people she's wit?"

Will squinted as he looked. "They're all girls."

"Exactly. Now I don't know if I believe this but the one's whom the Captain takes a liking to end up on Kitchen duty. Some of them disappear and others are just...different afterwards. I don't rightly know what happens but I know it isn't anything good savvy."

Will watched as Elizabeth was led away, hopeful that he'd again see her again and soon.

He was almost there when he heard voices. Will didn't understand a word they were saying and he stopped by a tree to take a look.

People dressed in strange garments made of leaves and other strange objects were crowded on their beach and one of them had Elizabeth on her feet and she seemed to be unconscious. Will felt his stomach drop from underneath him.

"Elizabeth!" Will shouted, running over to save her.

One of the people, a man, pointed to Will as he came. Another man put something to his lips shooting out a strange dart that embedded itself into Will's neck.

He collapsed quickly and they then grabbed him as well.

Thank you for reading. I just want to take a moment and wish everyone a happy and healthy new year. :D