"Jack, what are you thinking? Don't do anything stupid." Jack grinned.

"She got me name right. She got my name right! I'm going in." Jack swung the door open and sauntered in. Elizabeth stared at him, incredulously.

"What are you doing?" She hissed. He smirked at her.

"Just came to say hello to you and the bonnie lass, there. Wonderful wedding. Loved it." He turned to Tiffany, who was staring at him.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." Her eyes widened. She held out her hand.

"I'm Tiffany." Jack took her hand and kissed. She blushed.

"Tiffany…such a pretty name. Suits you well." Tiffany was now blushing quite furiously.

"Thank you." Jack slumped on the bed beside her.

"Jack, you cannot just barge in here with Tiffany." Will said, as Jack draped an arm around Tiffany's shoulders.

"She doesn't mind, do ye, love?" Elizabeth gaped at him.

"Of course she minds. Get out of here now, Jack Sparrow, or so help me…" Jack put his hand up in a defence motion.

"Okay then. I'll come back later." Jack said, dragging himself off the bed. He spun around to Tiffany and kissed her on the lips. She was stunned, however, Elizabeth was not. She stalked up to him and slapped him.

"I may have deserved that. Bye, Tiffany, love. See you soon, hopefully when we can have a little … privacy." He winked at her and walked to the balcony.

"Ta ta." And he was gone. Tiffany sat there with a silly smile on her face.

"That man…" She began softly until she caught Elizabeth glaring at her.

"I mean, that man!" She acted scandalized. Will laughed until Elizabeth sent him a look. He frowned.

"Uh, the Commodore is here to see you, along with your father, Tiffany." Maria said, quietly.

"Oh. Tell them I'll be right down." Tiffany said, wincing as she tried to sit up.

"Of course." And Maria disappeared. Elizabeth helped Tiffany up.

"Will, out you go." Elizabeth shoved Will out, quickly, before turning to Tiffany.

"Now, what dress?" Tiffany shrugged. Elizabeth pulled out a light yellow one.

"This one will look stunning. Quick." Tiffany watched Elizabeth, suspiciously.

"Do you something I don't?" Elizabeth stopped and then turned to Tiffany.

"Of course not. Now quick." Elizabeth disappeared from the room.

"What does she know? This cannot be good…"

"Ah, here she is. Tiffany, darling, sit down." Tiffany's father patted the seat beside him. Tiffany sat down, by her father, opposite James.

"Now, Tiffany, after some long discussions and the Commodore and I have agreed you shall be married. What do you think?" Tiffany sat, dumbstruck, before nodding her head.

"I, I think it is a fine idea. A smart match."

"As do I." Said James. He smiled warmly, before taking her hand in his.

"The wedding is scheduled for five months time." Tiffany smiled.

"I can't wait. Now, if you'll excuse me I must go and tell Elizabeth and Will the…good news." James nodded and kissed her on the cheek as did her father. She walked from the room, quickly, and went back up to her room. She walked in and collapsed on the bed.

"What happened?" Tiffany jumped at Elizabeth's voice.

"Are you alright? You seem rather pale. Sit down." Tiffany sat down.

"I'm getting married." She said, slowly. Then she realised her predicament.

"I'm getting married!" She panicked.

"Quiet!" Elizabeth said, urgently.

"I can't breathe." Elizabeth rushed to Tiffany and undid the blonde's corset.

"Better?"

"No…" And she fainted. Elizabeth rushed to catch her friend but couldn't. The bang echoed down the halls. Elizabeth tried to drag Tiffany to the bed but couldn't. Elizabeth gave up and went to find Will. She tapped on his door.

"Come in."

"Will, help me." Elizabeth grabbed her husband's arm and pulled him into Tiffany's room. He frowned but picked up the unconscious girl and laid her on the bed.

"What happened?"

"She fainted."

"Was her corset too tight?"

"No, she's getting married."

"Married?!" Elizabeth put a hand over Will's mouth.

"To who?"

"Norrington, obviously." Elizabeth said, pacing.

"Funny, I don't remember going back to bed." Elizabeth and Will turned to Tiffany, who had woken up.

"You didn't." Will said but Elizabeth interrupted.

"What are you going to do about the…"

"Don't say that word. Don't say the 'M' word." Tiffany begged.

"Well, what are you going to do?" Tiffany shrugged.

"For the next five months I'm going to live life to the full and then…James is a good man. He will be nice and I might grow to love him." Elizabeth nodded but frowned.

"Are you sure? You could run away…"

"I don't run away from anything, Elizabeth. I'm quite sure…I suppose…I will be fine. Now I have five months left of freedom, so tonight I am going to a tavern! And you two are coming with me." Tiffany looked at Will and Elizabeth for reassurance. Instead she got to nervous smiles.

"Please? I want to enjoy my freedom not sit around moping. It's okay for you two you can just waltz off anywhere and be a happily married loved up couple. I will be stuck in a dead end. So are you going to come with me?"

"Of course we are." Elizabeth said and Will nodded.

"Great! Now out you go I need to get ready." Tiffany shooed them out of her room and closed the door. She turned her back to it and leant on the cool wood. With a sigh, she rifled in her wardrobe for a plain dress. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"It's only me, miss." Maria walked in her short brown hair bouncing around her shoulders. She smiled happily. Tiffany grinned.

"What's got you so happy?"

"Nothing, Miss. Tiffany. You and the Commodore, now that's a smart match. He's a good man." Maria said. Tiffany sighed.

"Well, you have him then. James is a friend to me, nothing more, nothing less."

"But he's very friendly and he's kind and talkative and handsome…"

"Maria, you talk about him like you're in love with him." Maria turned a bright pink. Tiffany's eyes lit up.

"You fancy James, don't you?" Maria nodded slightly.

"But he wouldn't want me, miss, I'm only a servant." She said, sounding down trodden.

"How can you be so sure? I'm sure he'll love you when you are properly acquainted. And then I won't have to get married." Tiffany said, beaming. Maria nodded.

"Miss, what are you looking for?"

"A plain dress. Something not to posh, like I'm not rich. Just normal. Ah, this is perfect!"

Ok so review everyone and i would like to say progess on the sequel to if not a akey is going well so it should be around soon!

Much love .x.