She slowly stood there, dumbstruck, her fear for Will and herself, slowly rising. He had his hands behind his back standing proud and tall, and sporting that despicable grin on his face. Mansfield and his first mate, Devin, stood there with a gun to Will's head and a pice of paper in his hand.

"So Elizabeth, I see that not only are you a whore you are also a fugative."

She gritted her teeth, all day she head heard despicable things like that come from this man's mouth, but this took the cake.

"And so what if I am? It doesn't make me any less of a woman!"

He slapped her hard, which made Will tug at his restraints and her to look at the ocean in shock.

"Remember your place woman."

"How dare-"

She was silenced with another slap, she opened her mouth to fight again but decided against it. Instead she stared at him with hatred and disgust etched into her features.

"Now do you see Elizabeth? You are nothing more than a simple woman in a mans world. I will not be played for a fool. Luckily Lord Beckett had sent us drawings of fugitives from England, and you and that man happen to be two of the people on them. It didn't take long to figure it out what was going on, and you will not be taking my ship as I assume you had planned. I will not be playing the fool to a simple whore and her finace."

He grabbed her arm and walked them toward the church. Devin still held the gun close to Wills head and his arm behind his back.

"Now Miss Elizabeth we have a wedding to attend, just you and me. If you know what's good for you and your fiancé over there, you will behave like the whore you've become and stay silent."

He gave her a once over and saw her grit her teeth. His fingers wrapped around her wrist and held hard there.

"Do we have an understanding?"

"Yes sir."

"Good."

He increased his grip on her arm and led her to the 'wedding'.

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"Do ye think their ok?" Marty asked Gibbs who was at the helm of the White Diamond.

I bloody hell hope so…he thought in his mind, but didn't express those feelings to the short pirate.

"I'm sure their fine Marty, no worries eh?" he said while taking a big swig from his canteen.

"We'll they sure have been gone a long time."

"I know." Gibbs continued to wish for the best but expect the worst.

Will was supposed to send word by now, but it didn't seem like they weren't going to get to it anytime soon. He continued to drink hoping to push feared thoughts aside. His lips were at his canteen, again, when they heard someone yell from the deck.

"SOMEONES COMING!"

Gibbs abandoned his drink and ran down the stairs to look overboard hoping to see Will or Jack. When he looked over his face turned into a small smile. There he was, Captain Jack Sparrow, rowing toward the ship.

"MAN COMING ABOARD! THROW 'IM A ROPE!"

A rope was thrown overboard and Jack tied up the longboat. He was hoisted up and thrown on deck with a tump.

"Jack…"

"Aye."

The old man slapped a hard hand on Jack's shoulder who was pushed forward a bit from the impact.

"How…"

"Long story mate, one for another time and another place...and another less sober setting. I did run into the fair Elizabeth, mate."

Jack gave him a drunken smile that made Gibbs smile widen. A sense of hope was restored into the mission at hand. If Jack had seen Elizabeth and talked to her then she must have been alright.

"So Elizabeth is caring out the mission?"

"Aye, the mission and what knots. Actually that's how I happened upon her and her…mission. She was in the middle of said 'mission' and then said 'mission' abandoned her and then I became her new 'mission' and then I had to be off before I lost my ability to be Elizabeth's 'mission'."

Once again he had confused poor Gibbs. He looked at Jack and, once again, tried to decipher what he was saying, but once again, gave up.

"So what's the plan capin'?"

"We wait, what else can we do?"

"Aye…"

"Or…"

"Jack…"

"Well I 'ave a bad feelin and we all know what happens when I 'ave these feelins and when I have these feelins I usually just do what I want, even when I'm not supposed to act on said feelings."

This Gibbs understood, one of the few things he did.

"What is this idea again?"

"I was thinkin of cleanin up and goin back to make sure the eunuch doesn't put 'er into any danger…savvy?"

He stared at Jack, "Alright…"

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She sat in her seat and felt Mansfield arm around her waist, pulling her closer. She growled at him as he gave her a devious smile.

"Even though I have to turn you in Elizabeth, maybe I could have a good row with you first." He whispered into her ear, noticing how beautiful she really was.

"You will remember our place sir and we will do no such thing."

He tightly squeezed her side causing small amount of pain to curse through her body. She hissed at him and he gave her a stern look.

"Remember darling that you are at my mercy, I have your fiancé in my possession and if you do not cooperate I will just kill him and send you to the British authorities."

"Go ahead, he's not my fiancé anymore."

"Aw, got into a little tiff about me darling?"

His eyes were mischievous and his face hopeful. She returned a disgusted and hateful look back.

"No, I fell in love with a pirate and decided to call it off."

"Oh so you truly are a whore."

She rose her hand up and was about to smack him but he held up his hand.

"Na ah ah, if you smack me I will kill him, you may not be engaged but you did not say anything until now which shows that you still care for him. Could you really live knowing you were the cause of his death?"

She pressed her lips together and looked forward. She crossed her arms and looked at the empty aisle. She wasn't surprised that there was not a lot of activity for a while, mainly because she was the cause. The rest of the guests were finally noticing the lack of movement from the wedding party and growing restless.

"When the bloody hell is this blasted wedding going to star?" Mansfield asked, growing impatient.

Apparently he was very egger to turn them in and gain his reward. So the only thing he loves more than women is money…Elizabeth thought to herself then smiled. Pig…

"Maybe the groom ran off with a whore?" she smiled.

He looked at her disgusted.

"How could you say something like that? This woman's father is one of the royal dukes. He is very powerful in Parliament. If any man walked out on his daughter he would be very angered and probably kill him."

Elizabeth smiled again. Then I guess Jack is a dead man. She simply sat there twiddling her fingers. The doors of the church suddenly busted open and in ran the distraught bride. Her face was stained with tears and she was throwing a tantrum.

"How could he do this to me! How could he daddy! WHY, Why, why…"

She was screaming and throwing decorations everywhere. Mansfield sighed and picked Elizabeth up by the arm. He dragged her out of the church toward her boat with her struggling the entire way.

"Come, come Elizabeth. We have things to do, people to turn in. You wouldn't want to be late for your meeting with Lord Beckett would you?"

"You are a despicable man who should go be careful about what he does. Remember, God is always watching."

He turned to her again, his face red with anger. He raised his hand to smack her again but his arm was caught by someone.

"I don't think ye wants to be doin that, mate."

"Jack Sparrow…" he said his name with such hate and resentment that it astonished Elizabeth.

"Jack…" She spoke his name as if he were a God.

She was suddenly happy until she heard the cocking of a gun to her head.

"So not only are you a whore, your Jack Sparrow whore. Ooo this makes this so much better."

"And how is that?" Elizabeth asked, not understanding what he was talking about.

What does he have against Jack? She wondered.

"Year's ago Jack Sparrow took from me the one thing no man can ever get back, not once it's truly lost."

"And what is that?" Curiosity killed the cat…Elizabeth reminded herself.

"He stole the woman of my dreams."

"Don't say her name, don't say her name, don't say her name." Jack continued to whisper trying to shut Mansfield up.

"Have you ever heard of Ana Maria?"

ANA MARIA? HOW THE HELL DID SHE GET INTO THIS STORY? Hehehehe. Well I'm sorry I haven't updated in eons and I had a free period so I decided I should probably update this story! Yay! Review and I will try to update faster next time!