Author's Note: After seeing Dead Man's Chest, I was inspired to update this. Won't say anything about the movie except WHY WON'T ELIZABETH DIE? Anyway, keep reviewing. And Jack is in this chapter. Yay.

Chapter Three: Elizabeth's Decision

Port Royal.

What a beautiful day. The sun was shining down, warm and pleasant, completely different to the chilly night previously. The streets were bright, though thankfully not too busy. It was still early, and most of the people who lived in the type of street Jack Sparrow and Will Turner were currently sneaking up would still be nursing a hangover at this time.

Yes, Jack and Will were in Port Royal, visiting Will's lovely wife-to-be Elizabeth. After they anchored the Pearl in some caves, Jack had agreed to come with Will, if only for the company. Jack had found himself prone to strange moods recently. Will said he was suffering from a broken heart.

Jack frowned as he thought about it now, lowering his hat even further. The last thing they needed was to be spotted by bloody Norrington and his navy.

"How much further?" he asked Will quietly.

"Not too much," Will said lightly. Jack had to admit that Will looked even more conspicuous than he did. He was wearing that hat with the feathers that always made Jack cringe, and a billowing red cloak. Being wanted in Port Royal almost as much as Jack was these days, he might as well have walked into the fort naked for the outfit he was wearing. "You don't have to come if you don't want- I know it might hurt, what with you and Car-"

"Will you stop going on about bloody Carmen, Will?" Jack snapped. She plagued his thoughts every night. It was nice to try to free himself during the day.

"But you miss her," Will said simply.

Jack sighed. This was very, painfully true, but he didn't want to discuss it. "Will, mate, there's nothing I can do about that now, is there? She isn't standing right in front of me, and I don' know what I'd do if she were."

"We could go after her." They had reached the back of the fence that surrounded the Swann mansion.

"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow," Jack said as they began to climb over. "I don't go after women, and to be honest I'd rather see my mother dance naked in front of Norrington than return to Evaneta. The King and Queen made very clear they didn't want me there again." He leapt down the other side, landing lightly. Will landed beside him seconds later.

"Would you have stayed if they wanted you?" Will asked suddenly, as they ran towards the building.

Jack didn't know. Would he have spent the rest of his life with Carmen? He needed to stop thinking about this. They reached the wall and began climbing the ivy that wound up to Elizabeth's bedroom. Honestly, it was almost too easy. Governor Swann couldn't make kidnapping his daughter easier.

They climbed in through the open window- another terrible security lapse. Jack had never seen Elizabeth's room before, but it was just how he imagined it; clean, tidy, expensive-looking. Miss Swann herself was sleeping, tucked up in her bed with her eyes closed. She looked quite sweet when she was asleep.

Jack remembered when he used to fancy her. She was quite a pretty girl, to be fair. But her beauty paled in comparison to that of a certain Princess he was trying not to think about.

He stood by the window as Will flew over to her bed and shook her gently. She stirred slowly, opening brown eyes sleepily. "Will?" she asked.

"Elizabeth!" he replied, and they embraced.

Jack nodded, feeling awkward and a little jealous. "Morning, Miss Swann."

"Hello, Jack," she replied. She smiled. "It's so good to see you both! I've missed you."

Jack looked away as they kissed. Instead he began to look around for any valuables he could get his hands on. There was a lot of jewellery on the dresser. The gold caught Jack's eye and he grinned, slowly starting to slide over. Would he feel guilty about stealing from a friend? The answer- no, he was perfectly comfortable with that. His fingers had just started drifting towards them, when Elizabeth's voice rang out.

"Jack Sparrow- peas in a pod, remember? I knew you were going to do that. Come back over here."

"That's Captain Jack Sparrow, luv, and how could I forget? It's just my nature- you know, pirate and all." He grinned easily, not bothered at being caught, and he came back over to them.

"I actually wanted to ask you a favour," Elizabeth said. "Let me sail with you, Jack. Take me away from Port Royal."

"Elizabeth!" Will gasped before Jack could reply. "Are you sure that's wise?"

Elizabeth looked at Jack for support, but Jack wasn't sure about this at all. As much as he liked Elizabeth, and indeed she did have pirate-like spunk at times, she was still an upperclass woman with no real skill at fighting, a moody and demanding personality, and of course Will's heart. Not only would Will's performance be compromised if she was aboard the Pearl, Jack thought he might get jealous of seeing them all loved-up. "I'm afraid I concur with the whelp, luv," Jack replied. "It doesn't seem right for you."

"I know my own mind," Elizabeth replied stoutly.

"Darling, I don't want you to get hurt, and on the Black Pearl, there's every chance that you could," Will said softly.

She folded her arms crossly. "I am perfectly capable of defending myself, as you very well know, the pair of you."

"Miss Swann, I am sorry to inform you that that little escapade with Barbossa wasn't exactly dangerous for you, at sea you could be faced with greater dangers," Jack said, with a superior air. "Especially aboard the Pearl- it has a thing for attracting the supernatural, luv."

She had climbed out of bed now, glaring at him, as though she had forgotten Will was even there. "You know I want to taste freedom, Jack."

Jack was incredibly tempted to remind her of their night on that blasted spit of land alone, when they had almost... well, he wasn't sure. He was tempted to tell her she had already declined that taste. But Will was there, he had to remind himself of that.

Elizabeth turned to Will. Apparently she was going to try and convice him now. "Will, don't you think I'm sick of waiting around in Port Royal for you? Don't you think I worry about your fate? I never know... never..." And her face became dark with sorrow. Jack rolled his eyes.

"Oh, darling," Will murmured, clearly won over, taking Elizabeth into his arms. He looked at Jack with emotional eyes.

Jack always found it hard to say no to young Turner. He wasn't sure why. Perhaps it was something to do with Bootstrap. Sighing at himself for caving in, he said, "Alright, whatever you please, luv." He decided to go and do something fun. "I'm going to go and loot the fort."

"Are you insane?" Will asked.

"Of course. Why waste the air asking?" Jack said with a twinkle. "I owe a visit to my old friend Norrington, surely? Bet he's dying to see me..."

"Be careful," Elizabeth said.

Jack whipped off his hat in a salute before climbing out of the window. It was going to be an interesting day.