Author's Note: I am glad that many reacted positively and even giddy at the last chapter. I am sorry for Willabeth supporters I really am since I hate Sparrabeth with a passion, BUT it had to be done. Here is my logic, in the film she herself had a lustful attraction to Jack….so much so that the compass pointed at him! I don't particularly like Elizabeth but I am making her as likable as I can.

~Beside a Seemingly Perfect Angel~

Chapter 11: Rifts and Reunions

Amour felt as if she had stood there for hours. She ignored how Jack was looking for the jar of dirt, muttering about how someone had moved it. He waved to her dazed and walked out of the cabin towards the deck. She was rocked into reality when the ship rocked making her tumble straight to the floor. She didn't even feel the pain, but she lifted herself up. She patted her hair, placed her hat on carelessly and walked out of the cabin towards the deck as well. She ignored the curious looks that people gave her.

Norrington was one of the people that were staring at her. His eyes had first landed on a red cheeked Elizabeth who had snipped at him when he asked if he could go ashore. He shrugged that is until following her was a very satisfied Jack Sparrow, who looked like a cat who had just eaten the bird. He wondered if it was more than just anger that Elizabeth's cheeks were red. It all made sense once the third victim walked out. Amour was in a state that he couldn't quite explain her hair and clothes were disheveled and her cheeks were showing her embarrassment. She had bitten her lip almost ten times-make that ten times now, as he counted each time. He saw her bright eyes look up at him, and suddenly she looked away as if ashamed to stare at him. He wondered if it was after she had been rejected or if it had to do with Jack's Cheshire grin.

He walked towards Amour only to find her oblivious to him standing right in front of her. She did notice once she crashed into him, and was almost thrown back. He noticed her grab his vest and pull herself steady. He had supported her back surprised at her tumble, but as she didn't blush he knew something was wrong.

"Pardon" she muttered and shuffled past him.

He saw her rush to meet Elizabeth who seemed annoyed for once at her little sister. Amour looked up at her with her big eyes making Elizabeth's soften. She grabbed her sister's hand and squeezed it, releasing her as so she could climb down to the safety boat.

He followed them and climbed downward to get into the rowboat, only to be force to row as two imbecile pirates rowed the others. He saw Jack climb to the bow, with Amour and Elizabeth in the back.

Amour and Elizabeth whispered, much to the annoyance of Jack. He wanted to hear what they seemed to be arguing about and a part of him felt that it was about him. He didn't know whether to feel proud of it or guilty. He preferred proud for he got to lovely women to argue over him. Now….was the next question, which would he prefer? Elizabeth was just goddess with golden spun hair and brown eyes, while her younger sister was a wallflower with eyes reminding him of the sea. Both girls seem to match him and he quiet liked that. He turned to face them both only to see Elizabeth patting the shoulder of a now saddened girl. He frowned as well seeing her reaction, she was very sweet, too sweet he thought as Amour looked up at her sibling then looking to him lowering her gaze. He was then distracted by the arguments of his crew Pintel and Ragetti.

Elizabeth and Amour..

Elizabeth didn't know whether to be surprised by her sister's previous actions or angered by it all. Seeing Amour reciprocating to a perverse man like Jack, made her see red, what she didn't know was why it made her see red. Was it that he was taking advantage of an innocent girl? Was it that after all the seducing Sparrow just chose the easier target? She didn't know and she probably wasn't mature enough to figure it out.

She looked at her younger sister who was now trying to butter her up by staring at her with the saddest eyes she'd seen. Elizabeth couldn't help it and sighed, signaling Amour to speak.

"Lizzie….I'm sorry" she muttered.

Elizabeth was surprised by how Amour began their conversation.

"You are? Why?" she asked.

Amour played with her fingers nervously. She knew why she was sorry, she felt that she had made a fool of the family by letting herself fall for such a man. She also was sorry for becoming so lustful and showing it, very unlady like, she added.

"I was acting like a slag, letting myself fall into the clutches of Jack" she said softly.

Elizabeth was surprised to her reason. Amour was no slag, in fact she was far more demure than Elizabeth considered herself as. She reached her sister's hand and squeezed it tight.

"You're not." She chastised. "I don't understand why you fell for it."

Amour blushed slightly.

"It's just that, he liked me. He said so" she said lifting her free hand to touch her flushing cheek trying to cool it down. "For once someone liked me you know? I was wanted, seduced and when I let myself go….it was freedom"

She finished in a small whisper making Elizabeth look at her admiringly.

"I know how it is with Jack, he seduces any woman he wants for simply enjoyment. I worry you will get hurt by his advancements" Elizabeth said.

She couldn't help but feel badly as Amour looked at her absolutely crushed. She had not brought back the girl that had left the moment Jack had kissed her. She was back to being meek and shy and as her hair covered her face, she felt horrid.

"What's going on back there luvs?" Jack asked.

"Nothing Jack" Elizabeth said harshly glaring at him.

He raised his brow at her response and turned to face Amour who wouldn't dare look at him. He frowned slightly once more but he didn't get closer for they were close to land. Amour wouldn't dare look at him, she would begin to tear up if it did.

She was beginning to be emotionally unstable at the worst time. She chastised herself repeatedly as they were heading for shore. She cursed Jack repeatedly for tricking her into fancying him so that she could be used as his toy. She had clearly remembered how he had treated the two loose women in Tortuga and she wouldn't be the same. She decided that instead of being crushed, or being angry, she would simply pretend that had never happened. She nodded to herself ignoring the confused looks of both Jack and Elizabeth.

As the boat hit land they rocked forward. As the beach seemed to be to safety, Jack was the first to disembark and turned to stare at the others. Elizabeth got off rather shakily and she gave him another death glare, going ahead as he handed her the compass once more. Amour was the last person to get off, she was never good at getting her land legs back after a while. Jack took this as a chance to show himself as a perfect gentleman.

"Give me yer hand luv" he said amused.

She lifted her gaze from the sand to him and shook her head.

"No thank you Jack" she said.

He frowned and purposely ignored her comment by gripping her waist and lifting her off the boat. She cried in protest and he shrugged ignoring them all. Norrington reached ashore a few minutes feeling out of breath. Before he could curse the living daylights out of Jack he took in the scene with utter shock. He glared and Jack and walked towards his direction.

"Must you lift her while she is obviously protest it?" he asked annoyed.

"Yes….now you lot, guard the boat, mind the tide... Don't touch my dirt." He ordered.

He walked a few feet with a whining Amour, and placed her on the sand after she pleaded in the softest tone she could. He noticed her eyes had watered and he couldn't see a woman cry, wasn't in him. He sighed and lowered her ignoring the nervous posture.

While they walked along, they ignored the fact that Norrington was behind them, one for the previous heartbreak and the other for not liking him one bit. Jack looked down at her, then up at Elizabeth who was a few paces ahead of them.

"What did ol' Lizzie tell ye eh?" he asked.

Amour looked up at him and shook her head.

"Nothing Capt'n" she replied.

He forced himself not to shake the truth out of her.

"Come on luv, I wasn't one of those school boy, but I ain't stupid I can assure you of that" he muttered.

She sighed and looked ahead towards her sister.

"Jack….I don't think it's wise for us to do what-what we did in your cabin." She whispered hoping Norrington wouldn't listen. "I-I'm not that kind of girl"

He looked at her confused and somewhat disappointed. He knew she was a serious woman, after all she was a lady and all, but her rejection was getting him annoyed. She was so fickle, just like a child, first accepting his advancements then rejecting him. He decided instead of being disappointed he chose anger, anger was simple. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her along with her surprisingly not fighting it.

She sighed as her fairer sister looked like she was absolutely lost. Amour wondered how was it that Jack said he didn't want her when his eyes wouldn't leave Elizabeth's frame. She tugged her wrist from him and rubbed it as they both waited for Elizabeth to find what they sought after.

She looked at Jack who stared at Elizabeth in sudden thought. She looked away not wanting to see how Jack was obviously favoring Lizzie, but then again it wasn't surprising. Elizabeth meanwhile was oblivious to the looks she was receiving, she was rather staring at the compass frustrated beyond belief.

"This doesn't work. And it certainly doesn't show you what you want most." She called out towards the pair.

She sighed and sat down in the sand staring at the compass. As the needle pointed to her, she rolled her eyes and threw her hands in the air in annoyance.

"Yes it does. You're sitting on it!" Jack said getting closer to her.

She looked up at him confused.

"I beg your pardon?" she asked.

Jack pushed her slightly.

"Move" was his simple reply.

He turned to face Norrington and snapped his fingers.

"Start digging" he said.

Norrington glared and shoved the shovel into the sand beginning to dig. Jack then sat in the lotus position as Elizabeth looked on wide eyed and curious, and Amour staring towards the ocean nonchalantly.

As he continued to dig, he shoved it hard into the sand and they heard a clink. Jack immediately bent down and began to brush some dirt to reveal a chest. Norrington and Jack pulled it out with some difficulty. They opened the chest which contained a pearl necklace, documents, and a smaller chest among all the other whatnots. Elizabeth opened the letter with a wax seal and read it to herself while everyone else bent down to put their ears on the small chest to hear it thumping.

"It's real" Amour whispered.

Norrington also looked surprised.

"You actually were telling the truth." He said.

"I do that quite a lot. Yet people are always surprised." Jack said shrugging.

As they all looked at one another they were surprised to hear a voice replying.

"With good reason!" he yelled.

They all turned in surprise to see a well and alive Will Turner. Both sisters smiled brightly and Elizabeth dropped the letter to jump into his arms.

"Will! You're alright! Thank God! I came to find you!" Elizabeth cried in his embrace.

They held each other close and she kissed him in their passionate embrace. Amour felt that she was invading privacy and looked away while Jack looked at the pair with envy. It wasn't between the couple themselves, but the emotions that they showed so easily as Amour wouldn't dare especially after their little argument.

"How did you get here?" Jack asked curiously.

Will pulled away from the kiss and turned to face Jack.

"Sea turtles, mate. A pair of them, strapped to my feet." Will replied somewhat coldly.

Jack's lip twitched and smirked slightly.

"Not so easy is it?" he asked.

Will shook his head and looked at him directly in his eyes.

"But I do owe you thanks, Jack." He began.

"You do?" he asked.

"After you tricked me onto that ship to square your debt with Jones-" he continued.

"What?" Elizabeth asked surprised.

"You wouldn't Jack" Amour whispered disappointed.

"What?" Jack asked trying to hide his conniving nature.

"-I was reunited with my father." Will finished.

"Oh! Well... you're welcome, then." Jack said somewhat uncomfortably.

Elizabeth pushed herself from Will's embrace to glare towards Jack. She couldn't believe that for a second she found that man attractive.

"Everything you said to me... every word, was a lie!" Elizabeth screamed.

Jack looked at her squarely.

"Pretty much. Time and tide, love." He said nonchalantly.

Amour took a few steps from Jack as he said this. He was so cold, and so complicated; sometimes she thought he was just a simple man who loved his women and rum, but now he was so calculating so ambitious.

"Jack" she whispered shaking her head.

Jack turned to face her as she couldn't look at him in the eyes. He felt a tug of remorse, but in his mind he had done nothing wrong, after all he wanted to live and if that meant sacrificing another then so be it. As he turned to look at the chest once more, he noticed that Will was using the key to open it.

"Oy! What're you doing?" Jack asked Will.

"I'm gonna kill Jones." Will replied simply.

Jack in one fell swoop took out his sword and pointed it towards Will.

"Can't let you do that, William. 'Cause if Jones is dead, who's to call his terrible beastie off the hunt, eh? Now. If you please: The key." Jack ordered.

His eyes darkened to almost black and looked at him determined. Will turned back slowly that is until Elizabeth pointed her sword towards Jack's neck. Amour was pushed back by Jack in a protective manner, but to her it seemed she was just getting in the way.

Will looked at Jack determined and let out a tiny smirk.

"I keep the promises I make, Jack. I intend to free my father. I hope you're here to see it." Will said.

Before Will could do anything Norrington dropped his shovel and pointed his sword at Will.

"I can't let you do that, either. So sorry." He commented in a sickly sweet tone.

Jack smiled triumphantly at his luck.

"I knew you'd warm up to me eventually" he said.

Norrington raised his brow and simply moved his sword towards Jack who looked surprised.

"Lord Beckett desires the contents of that chest. I deliver it, and get my life back." Norrington said.

Amour got up as he said Beckett and looked at him with simple hate.

"Don't you dare give that to Beckett" she whispered in anger. "You're better than that"

Norrington turned to face the girl who had adored him since she was a child. Her eyes showed nothing but disappointment and shame on him.

"Luv" Jack said towards Amour. "It's the dark side of ambition"

Norrington's eyes showed the same disgust as she showed him in return. She was no longer the young girl, not to mentioned she was promised to Lord Beckett himself.

"Oh, I prefer to see it as the promise of redemption." He told Jack. "And as for you Miss Swann, you as his promised shall return to him along with the chest"

Amour walked towards him looking as if she was going to slug him, that is until Jack wrapped his free arm around her waist to stop her. She lashed out towards Norrington trying to scratch him, but Jack's grip was firm.

"I'm no property James" she hissed.

"Stop it!" Elizabeth said to the four.

She turned to look at Will.

"Be careful!" she shouted.

As the dueling began, Jack pushed Amour behind him and moved the sword in an intricate dance. She could not help but feel frustrated at how barbaric they were all being over a chest. She huffed and yelled.

"Jack!"

Will in the middle of defending himself from Norrinton's assault turned to Elizabeth.

"Guard the chest" he ordered.

The three stopped and stared at one another not knowing what to do during that situation. Elizabeth crossed her arms angrily and huffed.

"No!" was her reply.

As the men turned away from her and then looked at one another began to fight with each other once more.

This is barbaric! This is no way for grown men to settle!" Elizabeth yelled cheeks red.

As she was ignored she turned to face Amour who shrugged who had now gotten up and walked over to a rock observing the scene in annoyance.

"Oh! Fine! Let's just – " Elizabeth began and she decided she had enough. She took out her sword and waved it around annoyed. "-pull out our swords and start banging away at each other! This will solve everything! I've had it! I've had enough! Wobbly-legged, rum-soaked... pirates!" she screamed red in the face.

Amour shook her head amused at how her sister herself had gotten dragged into it. She smirked and watched on as her sister stomped away. She was about to trail her eyes away from her sister, that is until she saw her pick up a rock.

"Are you daft?" she asked her.

Elizabeth glared and turned to face the men. She closed one eye and stuck her tongue out to threw her rock towards them. Amour hid her laughter as it went absolutely the wrong way, totally left from her idea.

"Enough!" she screamed.

She looked around to see Amour simply lying against the rock staring out towards the sea, as the men continued to fight.

"Aren't you going to do anything?" she asked.

Amour turned to face her in a somewhat cold expression.

"Why should I? I have no attachment to either of them but you do, to all three" she said "I don't care if they kill each other but you do, so you fix it" she replied.

Elizabeth sighed and looked away, knowing that now she had to scheme on her own. She began to fan herself and began to wail.

"Oh! Oh…. the heat!" she then fell pretending to faint and her hat fell to the side.

Amour lifted her head immediately after seeing this, only to notice that behind her supposed fainting sister were Pintel and Ragetti carrying the chest.

"Bugger" she whispered.

She got up with some difficulty and slipped her boots back on and ran. Elizabeth for a second thought that Amour was running to help her, but as she passed her, she huffed and crossed her arms.

Amour was then oblivious to them behind her as they continued to fight. All she cared about was that chest, and maybe what it would bring to her. She was by no means ambitious…..that is until she began to hang around pirates who sought nothing but riches. She shook her head as such tangible ideas came to mind.

She decided to pick up her pace to meet up with Pintel and Ragetti who were giggling the whole way. At first she thought it was quite annoying, that is until she knew she could trail them that way. She pushed through plants she had never seen before, but she wouldn't dwell on that, all she wanted was the blasted chest.

She knew that there was a small clearing and that way she could get ahead of them. She smirked and jumped over a few vines to land right in front of them. She took out the sword she was handed by Jack and smirked. They looked at her wide eyed at the young girl and panted slightly tired from what they carried.

They turned to face one another and nodded taking out their swords to duel with her. She had no idea how to duel, if she was quite honest with herself, but she could fake it. She inwardly sighed wishing she had had her pistol with her, that she was better at than anything.

As they both pushed the sword forward, she stepped back and tried to fight them off only to have her sword being thrown on the side . Pintel smiled widely and the feral expression made her shiver.

"Hello Poppet" he sneered.

She looked at the pair and began to take a few steps back scared for her life. She closed her eyes slightly not wanting to see that her death might be eminent. She noticed that they weren't getting any closer, so she opened her eyes to see they had paused and they were looking around for something. She opened her eyes wider when she noticed the floor was shaking.

She noticed to see that it was a giant mill wheel rolling down the jungle grounds. She blinked a few times when she noticed that there was Jack running behind it, panting slightly and after that she saw Elizabeth running tired. She turned back to see Pintel and Ragetti shrugging at one another and began advancing on her more.

As she was trapped by a palm tree, she closed her eyes as she felt something being thrown her way. She gasped as an axe was on her left side and then as she lifted her head to see who threw it she noticed horrid creatures.

Amour looked around helplessly, oblivious to the fact that Jack was near her.

"Sword!" she yelled as she rushed over to pick up her sword.

"Sword!" Pintel yelled and one fell for him as well.

"Sword?" Ragetti copied to get one in return.

Jack's eyes noticed that there was this shell monster carrying the small chest and he knew what to do. He pulled out a coconut from the palm tree and threw it at the head. His head was knocked off and Jack couldn't help but grin at his quickness.

"Aya! Uh ?seech! Aunido! Aunido! Follow my voice! Follow my voice! To the left, uh... No, to the right... Go to the left..." The head of the creature yelled to the rest of his body.

He stopped mid-voice as his idiotic body crashed into the tree. He rolled his eyes annoyed at his own body.

"No…that's a tree!" he yelled annoyed.

"Oh shut it!" Jack yelled.

He picked up the chest and opened it with the key he had just acquired, as he saw the heart and tugged it into his vest as the crew was roaming through.

Meanwhile Amour was rushing through the jungle, as she stabbed one man with the sword, she managed to steal a pistol much to her glee. She rushed through, trying to keep her grace as she tripped a dozen times.

Jack had managed to reach the longboat first much to his excitement. He looked at the jar of dirt and oo'ed.

"Jar of dirt" he muttered happily.

He threw some dirt and placed the heart inside then covered it some more. Norrington arrived as the dueling had continued to the beach. He noticed what Jack had done, and attempted to take the heart and did much to his glee. Amour appeared breathing heavily and panting as she was running for a long distance.

Will and Jack both looked at the chest, and as Will tried to reach for it, Jack hit him with the oar making Will unconscious. Amour gasped and bent down placing his head on her lap.

"Where's Elizabeth?" she asked.

As she said these words, Elizabeth appeared through the bushes and glared at Jack once she connected at what happened. Amour meanwhile looked up at Jack frowning at his actions.

"Leave him lie, unless you plan on using him to hit something with!" Jack ordered.

Elizabeth picked up Will, with Amour's help and placed him in the longboat.

"We aren't getting out of here" Elizabeth said desperately.

"Not with the chest…into the boat." Norrington said.

He took the chest and got off the longboat.

"You're mad!" Elizabeth said.

He turned to face them.

"Don't wait for me" he said.

He inwardly smirked, he had the ,heart in his vest and he would finally regain his old position. Jack meanwhile raised his brow but wouldn't protest, after all, he had the heart in his jar of dirt, or so he thought.

"Uh, I say we respect his final wish." he said.

"No!" Amour said.

The other longboats began to push themselves from the beach and headed back towards the Black Pearl. Before they could kick off, Amour looked at them desperately.

"We can't leave him" she said.

"The code" Jack said shrugging.

Amour gripped his shirt and looked at him with her watery eyes. Jack looked down at her frozen in surprise at her reaction. He couldn't help but let his expression soften as she looked at him with such sadness. He couldn't help but let his arm wrap themselves around her waist as she looked at him with desperation.

"Please Jack…..I'm begging you, don't leave him behind." She whispered.

Jack felt anger as he then remembered she once had a flame for Norrington and how that was the reason that she was begging him to save him. Unbeknown to him, she was simply asking him because it was a human being, it didn't matter to her that it was Norrington. She had learned that the flame had died once her lips had touched Jack's.

"Please?" she begged.

Jack looked away from her and towards Norrington who looked slack jawed. In Norrington's perspective, he didn't know whether to be angry or thankful towards the young Swann. On one hand she was taking away his chance to run away with the heart, yet on the other hand, she was begging a pirate to save his life. He had to admit it made his ego boost a bit to have a woman such as herself begging Jack, who had his eyes on her, to save his life. He smirked and shook his head.

"Miss Swann, it's the right thing to do" he said bowing.

"No!" she cried.

"She's right" Elizabeth said. "Get in Norrington"

He shook his head and Jack was getting tired.

"Get in or I'll make you" he glared.

Norrington gave him one in return, and before he could say anything, he was hit with the oar that had once hit Will. He saw nothing but black and fell to the ground cursing both Jack Sparrow and Amour Swann. Jack threw the chest towards one of the monsters and smirked as the head of one fell.

As Jack reluctantly pulled Norrington on the boat, he glared at both males, Will and James as they sailed back to the Pearl. Elizabeth was caressing Will's cheek as they returned to the Pearl, turning her back on Jack completely, still angry from He looked out to the sea, that is until he felt a hand over his.

"Don't be angry" he heard Amour whispered.

He opened his hand despite himself and she placed her hand in his. As their fingers intertwined and she leaned her head on his shoulder tired he smirked despite of himself.

"You're so fickle luv" he whispered at her.

She sighed softly.

"As are you luv" she replied breathlessly.

Jack wondered just how this girl, this woman he corrected himself, had affected him in a way that he had actually saved Norrington. He sighed and just let this pass, after all for once she had started their interaction.