True Love: Forever Reunited

Chapter 6: What's Rightfully Yours

A/N: Just a note, that Amelia and Andrew's last name is Riley, so when I say that name, I am referring to them, just in case of any confusion. Oh and in answer to Smithy's question about Groves having died in the third move; he very well could be dead, but I think I saw him jump off the side of the ship before it exploded, so for the purposes of my story, I've assumed that he survived. Anyway, hope that helps, and I'll stop ranting now.

The next two days that Will, Elizabeth, and Willy spent in the company of the Riley's and their children were some of the best that any of them had experienced in the last decade. They laughed and talked, and Will and Elizabeth told stories of their adventures. Will, with some help from Elizabeth, started to teach Willy, Charles, and Anna the basics of sword techniques, with of course, just the wooden swords. When Willy had begun his pleading for a real sword, Elizabeth and Will had vehemently disagreed, saying that he wouldn't get a real sword until he was at least fourteen.

On the previous day Will and Elizabeth had gone through the few things that Andrew and Amelia had bravely salvaged from their former homes, and when it was dark they had rowed them out to the Empress and stored them there. Elizabeth had been delighted to find her jewelry, some of which had belonged to her mother, and some of which had been given to her by her father, and she held them close to her heart. Also among the items had been a small portrait of Elizabeth and her parents from when they lived in England, her mother's bible in which all of her favorite sayings were written, her tortoiseshell combs, some of her father's favorite books and some of her own, one of her favorite dresses, the shell necklace that Will had given her shortly after their courtship had begun, and one her father's favorite coats, just for good measure. Elizabeth had been more than thrilled about these mementoes being retrieved. Andrew and Amelia had also discovered a small chest that contained nearly 2,000 pounds in it that Governor Swann had kept, and for that, Will and Elizabeth were most grateful.

Will, too was very thankful for the things they had saved from his home. They had brought a few of the blacksmithing tools that he had kept at his house, two of his prized swords that he had made, the bible that he had had ever since he came to Port Royal, several of his favorite books, one of his dress coats that Elizabeth had bought for him, a small portrait of Elizabeth and himself that Governor Swann had done shortly after their engagement, the medal Governor Swann had awarded him for his bravery, and his old feathered hat. They had also found some of his saved money in his bedroom, and had brought that as well.

Finally however, the morning of the day when they were going to attempt to reclaim a few more items which were rightfully theirs dawned brightly, and everyone was slightly nervous about the ordeal. But they were no less determined. Will and Elizabeth had been awake for nearly half an hour, but they had not gone downstairs as of yet.

"You're sure you want to do this, then Elizabeth?" asked Will, just wanting to make sure.

"I'm positive," said Elizabeth. "I know we'll regret if we don't at least try to get back what's rightfully ours. If it starts to get too dangerous though, we'll run for it; there's no need to risk our lives for material possessions."

"I agree," responded Will, "That we should try to get some of it. But as you say, if it gets too risky then we shouldn't continue. It wouldn't be worth it."

"No," said Elizabeth. "It wouldn't. And I'm a more than a little concerned about the fact that Gillette is now Admiral; that isn't good for us. I'm afraid our stay in Port Royal may not be able to last long. If only Andrew and Amelia might come on the Empress with us for a while," she said, thinking aloud.

"They might be convinced," answered Will, pondering the idea.

"Perhaps," said Elizabeth. "But I don't know, what with Charles and Anna never having been on a ship before. On the other hand though, they might take a liking to the idea because they get along so well with Willy. I swear, those three have become inseparable over the past couple of days."

"They really have," said Will with a grin. "It is truly remarkable how much Anna and Charles look like Andrew and Amelia."

"And how much Willy looks like you," said Elizabeth, raising her eyebrows at Will and playfully poking him in the stomach.

"Oh, somehow I think he looks like you as well," said Will as he began to tickle her sides and she giggled uncontrollably. "I have to say that motherhood suits you, Elizabeth. It's made you even more beautiful, which I didn't think possible."

At these words Elizabeth leaned in to steal a kiss and he returned it wholeheartedly, smiling into it. They broke apart laughing when there was a knock at the door.

"Terribly sorry to interrupt you lovebirds," said Andrew with good natured sarcasm, "But I have a surprise for you."

"Oh don't make fun Andrew," said Amelia as the door came open. "Imagine how you'd feel if we had been apart for ten years?" She gave him a kiss on the cheek, and with that, he made fun of them no more.

"Anyway," said Andrew, blushing. "Amelia and I have something to give the two of you."

"What might that be?" asked Elizabeth curiously, an eager expression on her face. "You didn't have to get us anything."

"Oh, this is something that you've been missing for quite a while," said Amelia. "You'll be wanting it."

A perplexed look crossed Will's face. "Well don't keep us waiting, you two. Let's see what it is."

Andrew pulled a small box out of his pocket, opening it to reveal a pair of golden wedding bands. They were the very ones that Will had crafted himself just before he and Elizabeth were due to be married. On the center of each band there were the initials WE in a cursive engraving with a small heart on either side. Will and Elizabeth accepted the precious items and slid them on their ring fingers, completely swept off their feet in surprise.

"You've kept these for all these years?" questioned Will, his eyes wide. "I can hardly believe it."

"You had given them to me the night before the ceremony so they would be ready," answered Andrew. "And I realized that I still had them in my coat pocket after all the commotion was over."

"Thank you so much for keeping them for us for all this time," said Elizabeth as she leapt up to give Andrew a hug. "It means so much."

"You're quite welcome," responded Andrew.

"You two deserve to have those rings after all you've been through," said Amelia. "And now I do believe that there are three little ones downstairs to whom the pair of you promised to give sword lessons too, and they are waiting most anxiously," she teased.

"Well I imagine we had better get dressed then," said Elizabeth in an animated voice. "No need to keep our pupils waiting!"

Half an hour later, everyone had dressed and eaten breakfast and afterwards went into the backyard to begin the sword lessons that the children so desired. Charles was first in line, and Will tossed him the wooden sword, showing him, first and foremost, how to defend himself. He then sparred with his newfound godson for a few minutes, allowing the fun loving boy to win a few times.

"That was splendid, Uncle Will!" exclaimed Charles.

"That was great for a first try," said Will, ruffling the boy's dark blonde hair.

Next in line was Anna, who Elizabeth volunteered to teach. Anna took the little wooden sword into her hand with confidence, trying to prove to her brother that girls could swordfight just as well as boys. She did really well for her small size and Elizabeth told her so.

"That was quite good Anna," said Elizabeth to the sweet girl. "I do imagine you will be a force to be reckoned with someday."

"Do you really think so Auntie Elizabeth?" asked Anna, her green eyes dancing. "That was quite fun!"

"I know so," said Elizabeth. "Now if only we could get your mother to learn," she continued, looking over at her friend.

"Oh I don't think so," said Amelia, shaking her head with a chuckle. "I haven't got coordination enough."

"Sure you have Amelia," said Will. "It's Andrew who hasn't got coordination," he said cheekily, glancing over at his friend.

"Oh, be quiet," said Andrew, not able to stop the smile from coming onto his face. "I was fine those couple of times that you tried to teach me."

"I'll tell you who hasn't got coordination," piped up Willy as his mother handed him the sword and he faced his father, ready to spar. "Captain Jack!! He's always stumbling around, and he runs funny too!"

"Now that is certainly correct," said Will honestly. "I don't think I've ever seen the man walk a straight line. Are you ready Willy?"

"Yes!!" answered Willy in a delighted voice. "Come on papa, let's go!!"

Father and son began to spar amid cheering from the watching group. Willy, though only nine, seemed to handle his toy sword quite well. They had been sparring for around ten minutes when suddenly a loud noise distracted Will and he turned to see what had caused it.

"Will block!!" called out Elizabeth to her husband.

But he didn't hear her, and Willy, who had been in mid swing when his father had turned, hit his father hard in the shins, causing the unsuspecting Will to topple over.

"Papa!!" he exclaimed, instantly dropping his sword and running over to Will. "I'm sorry!! I couldn't stop what I was doing," he said, tears welling up in his dark brown eyes.

Will winced slightly; the blow had shocked him more than anything, and save a little bit of soreness, he was perfectly fine. "Don't worry son," he said in a calming tone as he wiped away the tears from his son's eyes that so mirrored his own. "I've had much worse, believe me. And I shouldn't have turned around like that, I know better. It isn't your fault."

"Are you sure?" asked Willy, still unsure.

"I'm positive," said Will as he stood up and picked Willy up, setting him on his shoulders. "See? I'm fine."

This was enough to convince Willy, who talked merrily with Charles and Anna from atop his father's shoulders as the group walked inside.

"You are okay, aren't you?" asked Elizabeth as she walked beside him.

"I will be as long as you give me a kiss to make it better," said Will slyly.

"You're ridiculous," said Elizabeth with a laugh. "But I love you anyway," she said as she gave in and kissed him swiftly on the cheek.

"Would you do that for me Amelia? If Charles or Anna accidentally whacked me in the shins?" asked Andrew with a mock pout.

Amelia rolled her eyes and elbowed him playfully. "Of course I would, silly goose. Now we need to go inside and make some lunch before those children claim they have starved to death!"

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The rest of the day passed most enjoyably, even though Will, Elizabeth, Andrew, and Amelia were all four quite nervous about what task they were going to undertake that night. But they wouldn't back down; they would not allow the East India Trading Company to as good as steal from them, not after all the wrongs that the Company had committed against them, the most horrible of course being the murder of Governor Swann. The identity of the new leader of the company had not yet been revealed to Will and Elizabeth, but they doubted he was any better than Beckett.

It was around ten o'clock or so when the foursome set out on their excursion. They had put all the children to bed and left them in the care of Charles and Anna's very capable and dependable nanny, along with the family of servants who were very loyal to the Riley family. Elizabeth's former maid Estrella had also come to work for Andrew and Amelia after Governor Swann had passed away, and Elizabeth knew she could be depended upon to look after Willy, Charles, and Anna.

Luckily enough, Andrew and Amelia knew exactly where the storage buildings were; they had been built near of ten years ago, when the Company had fully taken over Port Royal.

"How much do they keep here?" asked Elizabeth, slightly in awe at the number of buildings. "How are we going to ever know what unit to look in?"

"There's a small building over there," said Amelia, pointing towards said building, "Where I believe they keep their records. I've seen agents carrying boxes of files and receipts in there before."

"How exactly are we going to get in?" questioned Andrew.

"With this," said Will, holding out a mallet. "It will smash the lock."

"Genius," remarked Andrew. "You really are a pirate."

Will raised his hand to break the lock and it came down with a loud crash, successfully getting them in. As soon as this happened however, a form stepped out of the shadows; it was none other than the newly appointed Commodore Theodore Groves. Will, Elizabeth, Andrew, and Amelia all turned and began to run, but Groves called out to them, causing them to turn around.

"Wait!!" he said in a voice that displayed no malice. "There was no need for you to break that lock."

"And why not?" asked Will, bewildered, and unsure if Groves would help them as he had in the past.

"Because," he said with a little grin, "I could have let you in."

"You're not going to arrest us?" asked Elizabeth, her eyebrow raised.

"As long as you don't tell anyone that it was me," he said in a whisper. "I've helped you before haven't I? And it all went off rather well. Gillette has long wondered if the two of you would return, and it would not be a good idea for you to run into him, if you know what I mean."

"Yes," said Will darkly. "We do. How do we find out where our things are located?"

"They should be in this drawer over here," said Groves as Andrew lit a candle behind him so they could see. "I remember it well when they seized both of your properties," he said, a bit of anger in his tone. "Pirates or not, they shouldn't have done it. And what was done to Governor Swann was awful, though I didn't find out about it until the deed wad done."

The drawer was found and Will pulled it open with one hard yank. Low and behold, inside were the papers and receipts of what of their belongings had already been sold and what unit the rest was located in.

"It says here everything is located in unit G5," said Andrew quietly. "I think that's down the way a little bit. Come on, let's go before this gets too risky."

Just as he said this however, footsteps were heard outside.

"I think that time has come," said Elizabeth, trying her best to keep her voice low. "We might have to come back another time."

"Agreed," said Will worriedly. "I think we've been found out."

"There's a back door here," said Groves, beckoning them to follow him. He opened the door carefully, and all of them hoped against hope that they wouldn't be found. Their hopes were dashed; as soon as the door opened they were met with a group of about six soldiers.

Will and Elizabeth instantly pulled out their swords and began to try to fend them off, while Groves tried to shield the defenseless Andrew and Amelia from any attacks. The clanging of swords rang through the room, and after a few minutes Will and Elizabeth had managed to take out four of the six. While they had been fighting them however, the other two soldiers had managed to sneak behind Groves and capture Andrew and Amelia, who were now standing with cold metal staring them in the face.

"I suggest," said one of the soldiers meanly, "That you drop your weapons if you wish your friends to live."

"Yes," came an icy voice from the front doorway. "I suggest that you do." Firm footsteps walked through the room and Will and Elizabeth's breath caught in their throats; it was Admiral Gillette. For the sake of their friends' lives, they sheathed their swords.

"Well, well," he said, a smirk overcoming his features. "Look what I have here; Andrew and Amelia Riley, friends of infamous pirates, Commodore Groves, the pirate sympathizer, Will Turner, pirate and former captain of the Flying Dutchman, and Elizabeth Swann, Pirate King. What a catch."

"It's Elizabeth Turner," spat Elizabeth, venom in her voice.

"Ah, it is, is it?" he asked, spying their wedding rings. "How sweet," he said sarcastically. He beckoned to his soldiers. "Seize them," he said, his eyes glinting maniacally. "Seize them all."

A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger, but I couldn't help myself. Just in case some of you haven't read my other story, Groves helps Will and Elizabeth out of a predicament, hence the reference to him helping them in the past. Groves always seemed fascinated by pirates, so I'm playing off of that. I love in the third movie when he says, referring to Jack, "I wonder if he plans it all in advance or makes it all up as he goes along?" I thought that was so funny. Anyway, please review!!