Epilogue
Elizabeth looked down, a little afraid that Jack could have not missed the rocks. Luckily, he did, she almost thought that he looked up at her, or maybe at them all.
"Idiot. He has nowhere to go but back to the noose." Gillette, Norrington first mate commented happily.
"Sail ho!" Someone screamed from behind them and when she looked at the horizon she saw the Black Pearl, coming to retrieve her Captain.
"What's your plan of action? Sir?" Gillette asked to the commodore.
"Perhaps on the rare occasion pursuing the right course demands an act of piracy, piracy itself can be the right course?" Her father proposed to him. The commodore smiled a little and seemed to accept it.
"Mr. Turner." He called and Will turned around. She stopped him, afraid of what would happen to him.
"I will accept the consequences of my actions." He whispered to her, squeezing her hand trying to reassure her.
"This is a beautiful sword." The commodore said while unsheathing his sword. Elizabeth knew that it was Will whom had made it. "I would expect the man who made it to show the same care and devotion in every aspect of his life." She could tell that it was both a threat and a gesture of faith.
"Thank you."
The commodore turned around and started to get out of Fort Charles, his men following him.
"Commodore! What about Sparrow?" Gillette asked making Elizabeth want to roll her eyes. Couldn't he drop the issue?
"Well, I think we can afford to give him one day's head start." No, he really couldn't, seeing that the Pearl was the fastest ship in the Caribbean, maybe even the whole world, but she won't go remind him about that.
All the soldier left, leaving only her with her father and Will.
"So, this is the path you've chosen, is it? After all…he is a blacksmith." Her father looked at her, a smile on his face but an insecure voice. He was probably scared for her sake.
"No." She took off Will's hat "He's a pirate." She didn't look at her father, she couldn't take her eyes away from Will. He brought his lips upon hers and kissed her for the first time. It was beautiful and sweet. She ended it after some moment and turned toward the ocean still holding Will hand.
Elizabeth could still see the Pearl, it was already little more than a dot on the horizon. She was a little sad, seeing the ship sailing away, taking with her Jack and his promises of freedom.
She looked back at Will and smiled. She loved him, she was sure of that, but then why his kiss didn't make her feel free like the one with Jack had?
The End... for now.
A.N. No flame thanks. I warned you that this first story would have been a lot more Willabeth than Sparrabeth. Still I hope that you liked the little fluffy Sparrabeth moments that my change in the plot let me put.
See you in the next installment!
Love
Sara