"Do you trust me?" Jack asked as he teased the fire with a stick.

"What do you mean? Of coarse I trust you."

"Just making conversation love." Jack laid back and looked at the starry sky. "Those stars are gorgeous tonight."

"They are the same gorgeous stars from all the other nights." Elizabeth said between mouth fulls of coconut.

"Well you aren't very romantic tonight." Elizabeth laughed.

"Am I any night?"

"The first night you were." Jack rolled over and closed his eyes.

"Jack, that is not me being romantic. That is me drunk."

"Call it what you like love." He mumbled. "I think it's time for sleep." He hardly had finished his sentence and he was snoring. Elizabeth walked back to where they had set up a shelter and grabbed the blanket she had made that day out of grass and leaves and moss. She walked back to Jack and laid the blanket on top of him.

She went back to the shelter and laid down on her own blanket. She had been aloud to bring her journal when she had escaped to here and she brought it out. She opened it to the first page. She had written it on the first day of Will and her arival back in Port Royal.

Dear Journal,
We're back. Finally. It is a wonderful feeling to be back in my own bed
but now I am accompanied by Will. I love him I really do-

She stopped reading. She could feel tears welling up, but she wasn't going to allow herself to cry. She opened the journal to a brand new page and put her pen to the paper.

Dear Will,
I know you wont get this, but somehow I think you can hear me. I miss
you. But I am alive. So is Jack. We escaped the ship that we were
captive on and we are now residing on an island. Jack has done all he can
to try and keep us safe, but I am afraid our time will run out soon.

Elizabeth couldn't stop the tears this time. They came and with every word she wrote another tear fell on the paper, creating smudges.

I just needed to tell you that I love you more than ever, and I wish
you were with me. I know you are looking for me and I know you will
do all you can to find me. I love you Will.
Your love always

The pen ran out of ink before she could sign her name.