A/N thank you all for your reviews and Merry Almost x-mas and as a present here is a long chapter 

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Chapter 8: Morning or Night?

Elizabeth stirred in her sleep, and then slowly, but surly she sat up. She found herself on top of an unmade king sized bed with cream colored sheets and pillows strewn all over the room.

How did I get here?

Duhh remember, you were kissing it up with Jack!

Just shut up and that doesn't answer…OH Jack must have carried me here

Yeah he did, he never wanted to leave your side Sniffle

SHUT UP!!

Okay I will, but when you need someone to talk to, I'm not going to be here

Elizabeth shook her head, trying to get rid of the annoyance of the voice that always bugged her. Once the voice was gone, she got out of the bed, unsuccessfully I might add. And with a thunderous Thud, she hit the ground.

"Damn ground." She whispered, getting her bearings and scanning Jack's cabin. The first thing she laid eyes on was the same large bay window she admired her first day there.

She sundered over to the glass inlet in the large wooden boards of the Captain's Cabin. She looked outside, trying to tell whether it was day, or night. Looks like night won.

"Well, at least no one is up yet." She stated wondering where Jack could have disappeared to. Without Jack, the room seemed dead and wilted. He was the one that added all of the character and charisma to the otherwise dull room.

"This room could use a little air." She declared as she moved her hand from her side to the window. As soon as she lifted it, a cold wind howled and moved everything in the room. The desk shifted over toward the door, the pillows on the floor moved over and were pushed against the far corner wall and a mysterious book fell off Jack's desk.

"Umm Never mind..." She mumbled immediately closing the window.

She started to scurry about the room, picking up various objects and putting them in their proper places. Once the room looked orderly, Elizabeth was about to climb into bed, when she saw the book that fell off the disheveled desk.

She ran her hand across the smooth surface and looked at the cover of the dark leather book. Captain's log it read.

Must be Jack's, it looks pretty old.

To her dismay, the book was unlocked.

I shouldn't do this

Yes you should, you know you want to know what Jack thinks of you

Fine, but if he gets mad at me…

I know, you'll stop talking to me

Good

She let out a frustrated sigh and opened the notebook. The pages were withered and worn. The whole book was almost used and the dates dated back to when it seemed like Jack first became a pirate. The dates ended when the kraken got him, then they continued a month later. Elizabeth shook her head before she even began to think about the journey to the world's end.

It took her over a month to earn Jack's trust back and if she gets caught now, it would take even longer.

FLASH BACKKK

Elizabeth ran to the Sea Diamond, until her feet became sore and blistered to share the news she had just discovered. She screamed to the first person she saw, which ironically was Will. He had been cold to her throughout the whole journey, and it didn't look like anything was going to change.

"Will, I found Jack. Can you get the crew to help me carry him to the ship, he isn't awake."

Will shot her a menacing glare, he swaggered his way over to her.

When he reached her, he stank of rum and god-only-knows-what else.

"Why yes Miss.Swann, whatever you wish." He mocked her by putting his hands out as if being a butler showing her into a carriage.

Elizabeth was not accustomed to all of the venom and coldness in Wills once sweet voice. He was always smiling and bubbly but now he was always sulking and scowling. He never once smiled since that day on the Pear.

"GIBBS!" Will called to the decks below, "Miss.Swann has found Mister Sparrow!"

Elizabeth felt the whole ship lurch and heard a couple of yells and shouts coming from beneath. She couldn't stifle a smile as the whole crew rejoiced at the finding of their captain.

About one hour later

Jack Sparrow was pulled on deck, wrapped in an old tattered sheet that once belonged to Elizabeth's mother. Elizabeth didn't even want to look at Jack, she didn't want to see him the way she found him. That meant cut up, bruised in every place possible and had various teeth marks near his abdomen and arms. She didn't want to think of Jack any less then she already did.

She felt even more guilty that before he died, he wasn't mad at her for chaining him, but death could do a lot to people and change them in many ways. He could very well be just as bitter as Will became, or worse.

She could feel the sting of warm tears begging to fall from the corners of her eyes. She angrily brushed them away and stalked off to Jacks cabin, to see what the hell was going on in there.

When she walked in, more than half of the crew was circled around Jacks bed like a family at Christmas dinner.

She pushed her way through the crowd and saw what they were all looking at. Jack had a huge gash across his chest, caked with dry blood and what looked like phlegm. Then she looked up at Jack's face, it was haunted with all of the terrors of what lain for him at the world's end.

They were coming again, the tears this time; she couldn't hold in a sob, then another and more tears fell freely from her face faster now. She couldn't control her sobbing any longer. She crumbled to the ground, shaking uncontrollably all of her regrets and sorrow were pouring out her eyes and falling to the wooden boards.

She pounded her tiny fist against the cold and uninviting ground wanting to get back to her life before they were overcome with pirates. She didn't care about corsets anymore; she just didn't want to see Jack this way, not after what she did to him. Not after the betrayal that almost coast him his life, and his spirit.

Now that she noticed, Jack looked smaller, more slender and paler which made the blood on his open wounds stand out more as if telling everyone in the room, it was Elizabeth's fault

And if she thought his physical scars were bad, she hasn't seen anything yet.

"Give the lass some time alone, to gain some composure ye sea dogs!" Gibbs yelled giving her a sorrowful look as he exited the room along with the rest of the crew.

Once alone, she steadily got up, not wanting to fall again with the fear that if she did, she'd stay down a little longer.

"Jack! If you can hear me where ever you are please, answer me! That day on the Pearl, I told the biggest lie of my life jack. I didn't mean it, I AM sorry and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you."

She looked at his face, wanting to see the starry eyed and drunken like expression his face always wore. But nothing, not a twitch of the nose or blink of an eye. She brought herself down to lie on his chest.

"I'm sorry." She whispered kissing his wound wanting for this to make it better, but this isn't a tot's world anymore, it's harsher and colder. You have to take it slow, and know what you're doing because if you don't, it could cost you your life or someone else's.

She heard the unmistakable sound of a heartbeat coming from Jack's chest. She lifted her head and looked at his face again.

His eyes fluttered open and the first thing he did, was scream in agony and pain. His eyes were bloodshot and his mouth was too dry for him to talk. Upon seeing Elizabeth, Jack turned away from her, not wanting to relive the experience of the bloody kiss they shared before and the cutting betrayal that she gave him.

And oh how he wanted to forgive her, but right now it seemed too hard to accomplish.

She slowly turned away from the man she loved and walked out the door not taking a last glance at Jack before getting the crew to welcome their captain.

END FLASHBACK (A/N I know, that was a really long flash back lol)

With love in her heart, and soul full of hope, she turned the book to any random page and read it.

I don't know who this 'diary' person is, but im writing to myself. Today we took Lizzie aboard the Pearl, and I don't have to say how happy I was to have her aboard. She carries herself high and doesn't let anyone see her fall. I can't be more proud at the pirate she has become. But she won't believe it. And im tellen you Lizzie Swann could make a bloody good pirate. (If she would only believe me) But I can't help feeling bad for the eunuch, he thinks he can tie her down and make her spit out babies every second. Just like the ocean, no one can tame her (Davvy Jones learned about taming the untamable and Captain Jack Sparrow does not want to end up like him) I lo... like Lizzie because she is a never ending challenge and she never ceases to surprise me. She's beautiful and kinky (I mean she used HANDCUFFS) but also crafty and smart. God what I'd do to take her all for meself and sail away with her and show her the wonders of the world. (And maybe the bedroom) But Lizzie wasn't meant for no eunuchs or Commodores she was meant only for Captain Jack Sparrow.

Elizabeth stood open mouthed staring at the book in front of her, wondering if the words she just read were true.

SO he does like me

But he almost said love

Yeah, he did

Elizabeth was too tired to fight with herself and morning was on its way. She put the book back on the desk and crawled into the bed. As she rested her head on the pillow, she wondered what the next day might bring.

Okay that's the really long chapie so please review, as a Christmas gift?