Author's Note: So I am glad that I got some reviews for the chapter, and there are still readers out there. I know I might have to work hard to get more reviews from my old followers and I'm sorry that I disappointed you. Anyways, for Will/Lizzie lovers, there will be some angst in this chapter, but don't judge me nor them yet. Something's in store.

~Beside a Seemingly Perfect Angel~

Chapter 17: Ending Friendships and Renewal

Two months later…

He never expected to be this way, and he did nothing but regret what had occurred between the pair. He looked down at the woman beside him and he sighed rolling away from her. He got up and slipped his breeches on once more.

He never wanted to have a blond in his bed. He didn't want her pale skin, her long blond locks, her thin, lips, nor her thin figure. He sought out the brunette counterpart. He wanted to find the other Swann, the one that had sacrificed herself for him. Instead of Elizabeth he wanted Amour in his bed, but he couldn't.

He slipped his shirt on and his vest over it. He wondered just how this occurred, it was so innocent, but it had turned into something worse, something sinful.

Flashback…

"Stop crying" he barked towards Elizabeth who sobbed uncontrollably.

"I-it's my fault" she wailed.

She covered her face as she shook all over. She could not stop blaming herself over what had occurred to her sister because of her. She no longer went to Will for comfort because he was disappointed and now distant from her, so she went to Jack. Jack understood her and he knew the pain because he experienced it as well.

She felt his hands on her shoulder and he tugged her forward for a hug. She clung to him as she cried. He caressed her back before he knew it, they were inches from each other's lips.

The kiss was not loving, no romantic, but a kiss seeking out comfort. Soon the kisses turned to caresses and before they knew it they were lying in bed together as they both had tears in their eyes. Elizabeth sobbed onto his naked chest as he wiped his own tears.

As he had laid with her, he had seen Amour as the person he was bedding. Instead of Elizabeth's brown eyes, he saw the bright blue eyes, instead of the thin lips, he saw the full pink ones that he had become addicted too. Her skin was soft and pale, he sought out the tanner skin that would goose pimple at his touches.

"Will" he heard Elizabeth whisper.

"Amour" he whispered in return.

End Flashback…

He closed the cabin door behind him and he closed his eyes tight. He went off towards London for two very good reasons. From his last meeting with Tia Dalma two months ago, he had no choice but to return to that magical woman so she could tell him more about his lass. She had told him that she'd be in a place that'd be connected with another. His first thought was Port Royal and poor Gibbs was sent once more towards shore to check, only to find that the connection wouldn't be there. He went the third time, and she'd laughed at him telling him to simply wait for a sign, the moment that he'd had an unorthodox location to head towards, that's where she'd be. Not but a week later, he had heard rumors that someone was impersonating him and forming a crew in London. London would be a place where she belonged, and he had no choice but to arrive there this morning.

As Mr. Gibbs took the sails he looked out towards the sea and wondered just where Amour would be. He had not given up her search, but throughout the search, he had faced a lot of broken bonds.

He had always lost friends, but losing a good friend like William was the hardest thing he had to face.

Flashback…

"How could you…both of you?" William croaked.

Elizabeth looked ashamed, tears running down her cheeks as William looked at them disgusted. He had found them and he was heartbroken. He wiped his tears but it was no use, he was hurt.

"Look William it was just-" Jack tried to talk.

"No!" Will yelled out angrily turning away angrily. "You both betrayed me..betrayed her."

Jack felt his blood beginning to boil.

"Don't you dare bring her up!" Jack screamed. "You have no right!"

Many of the crew around them were surprised that Jack had been so angry. His eyes showed nothing but anger, and his cheeks were showing his anger.

"I have a right, because you, both of you betrayed us."

"Will please, I love-" Elizabeth cried.

"-don't. I can't look at you, as soon as we hit any type of land I'd like to be sent off. I don't care where."

Will walked away and Jack felt another blow in his life. Someone who he viewed as a friend had now left him as did Amour.

That night, he once again lay beside Elizabeth, both unhappy.

End Flashback…

Will never expected to return to city. London. The only reason he was in the city was because the merchants needed to make a stop to sell their goods from the Spice Islands. He had been lucky enough to even be saved after he had left the Black Pearl.

His heart still ached at the heartbreak that he had to face. He walked down the city and knew he had two days before he returned to Port Royal. He had to admit he feared the idea of returning because it meant that Lord Beckett would imprison him.

'A life without Elizabeth is like being imprisoned in nothing but heartache' he thought sadly.

As he crossed the street, he had no idea that he was crossing as a carriage came his way.

"Look out lad!" the man screamed.

Will looked up and jumped before he would get run over. The carriage driver tugged the ropes of the horses as hard as possible and stopped in front of Will. Will could not help but groan as he lifted his soppy arm. He had apparently fallen into a large puddle and he wiped some wet hair from his face and he sighed.

"Is there anything wrong Bernie?" A woman's voice called from inside the carriage.

"Nothing Miss Sparrow, this boy got in the way of the carriage" Bernie replied.

"…Is he alright?" she called out after a while.

"I wouldn't know mar'm, can't say he was good before he got thrown either." Bernie chuckled.

A soft sigh was heard and the carriage door opened. Will was too busy looking at his misfortune to notice all this had gone on. His head only lifted when he heard a soft sigh.

"Will" the woman whispered.

He looked up to see a well dressed Amour Swann looking at him. He looked shocked seeing her in the place he least expected.

"Amour?" he whispered hoarsely.

He felt his eyes water seeing her looking at him so innocently. Her hair was done perfectly, not a curl out of place, and her dress hugged her bosom nicely and flared her in a way that would make Elizabeth pale in comparison to some men.

"Miss Sparrow?" Bernie asked confused.

Amour shook her head and turned to face her driver.

"Sparrow?" Will repeated.

"Mr. Turner will come with us." She said and Bernie nodding not asking.

"But-" Will said confused.

"Come along William" she said and he did as told.

As she closed the door behind them, he sat on the opposing side. He noticed how calm she looked and he thought that it was weird considering that they had not seem each other in months. Soon that all disappeared seeing her eyes.

The bright blue eyes of her that he remembered made him smile brightly. She was so excited, he learned from their shine and as she bit her bottom lip he let out a smile.

"Miss Sparrow?" he asked once more.

"I shall tell you once we reach home" she said demurely.

He raised his brow, but he leaned forward placing his hand over hers and squeezing it. She looked surprised but smile at him that playful smile they usually shared with one another.

As soon as the carriage stopped Bernie appeared once more and Will was the first out. He immediately placed his hands on her hips and lifted her, only to place her on the ground .Bernie looked appalled that his dirty man had even touched his mistress.

"For god's sake sir, have some manners" Bernie said shocked.

Amour's lips twitched at Will's look of shock, but she turned to Bernie.

"Please have the carriage cleaned thank you" she said.

She wrapped her hand around his wrist and she tugged him up towards her home. As soon as the door closed, he was pressed against the door. He was wide-eyed and he soon was chuckling as he was hugged tightly from the petite woman.

"I missed you" she whispered against his wet chest.

"I missed you too poppet" he said hugging her closer.

She pulled away seconds later and he laughed seeing her covered in a London mud puddle. They both laughed and he soon saw her trembling in tears.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

"I thought I'd never see you again" she sobbed and he tugged her into his arms.

He always saw her as a delicate person, someone who was extremely sensitive not towards just her, but people around her.

"Come on you must be cold" she said and tugged him along by his hand.

"Where is your husband?" he asked her.

He looked around seeing how nice of a house he had. It was a small mansion, something he never expected a woman to own one on her own. She laughed softly before replying.

"I'm not married silly." She said smiling. "This is all mine. I'm a teacher here in London"

He looked surprised and yet proud of her achievements. Before they could continue in their conversation, till Amour had thrown clothes towards his direction.

"Change and I'll get you something to eat Will" she said and walked off.

As she closed the door behind her, he noticed the room she had led him towards. It was a simple blue room, with a window and a bed. He began to undress and he began to slip on the new clothes handed. He noticed how the shirt was tighter and he wondered briefly if this was meant for someone else.

"Jack" he growled knowing it was probably for him.

He had suspected that Amour still held a flame for Jack and he wondered just how she was here rather than searching for him at sea. He walked back towards the dining room to see her placing two plates on the dining table.

He sat down across from her and smiled seeing her changed as well. She had her hair down with a small bow on the side and her dress was a teal color simple and fitting for her.

"Will are you here with Jack?" she blurted out nervously.

He could not look at her. He felt that he shouldn't be the one breaking her heart as they had his. He could not utter the truth to her, because…as he looked up at her, her eyes were bright and full of hope. Her tea was placed on the table and she let it run cold as she waited for his answer anxiously.

"He's f-fine" he said nervously.

Her eyes lost some shine to them as she began to suspect he was lying to her. Will was sweet, but one of the things he never did to her was lie. She had to trot carefully till he broke.

"And my sister, isn't she here with you?" she asked.

She saw him tense and his eyes began to water. She felt her heart ache for him, but the worse thing flashed through her mind, both died. Before he could reply he heard a sob rip through her and he looked to see her covering her face as she trembled all over.

"She was wrong!" she wailed. "She lied to me!"

Will was confused but pushed his chair back and he walked over and he wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly as her body wracked with sobs. He glared at the opposing wall thinking of how the two had hurt her, but sadly enough, he had confused her comment to the actual heartbreaking truth.

"I know she lied, they both lied" Will whispered against her ear.

She continued to cry not really hearing him, but in her mind running Tia Dalma's prophecy over and over again. Tia had lied, he was dead, she was strong for nothing. She felt Will rub her back and she released more tears falling into arms of a man, something she hadn't done in a long time.

"I know being betrayed like that hurt, but Elizabeth and Jack are selfish that way. I suppose their carnal desires were more powerful than the guilt knowing what pain they've caused us and-"

He was interrupted as she pushed herself from his chest immediately. Her tears were running down her face and she looked absolutely heartbroken. She shook her head not uttering a single noise for she couldn't believe what she had heard. This is what he was trying to protect her from, from the idea that they were betrayed.

"T-they what?" she rasped out, barely audible.

"I-I'm sorry, I thought you knew!" he said running his fingers through his hair in nervousness.

She wiped her tears with the sleeves of her dress like a child and she sniffled. He frowned and waited for her to say something. After a few minutes of him watching her showing her obvious heartbreak he heard her trying to form words once again.

"Does he love her?" she whispered.

Will was quiet and looked down at his feet.

"He does?" she croaked.

He shrugged.

"It's like asking me if Elizabeth loves him….I doubt they even have any emotions behind this." He explained.

"I love him…" she said aloud.

He wasn't surprised by her comment, especially by her reaction to the comment, but he was shocked that she had admitted it.

"I loved her….I love her" he admitted.

They looked at one another and they embraced. It was the gray are they always avoided ,the area where they were no longer looking at each other as siblings, nor looking at one another like lovers, but in reality the unavoidable gray area.

He leaned down and he kissed her lips lightly. He closed his eyes and imagined the girl before him being the woman that had betrayed him, while she imagined the unattainable man who'd hurt her more times than she could count. Seconds later they pulled away and looked at one another seriously.

"They've buggered up our lives haven't they" he whispered.

"They have….I don't think I can love anyone else anymore" she admitted.

"Neither can I" he admitted.

"No offense but that was horrid" she whispered against his lips.

"Ditto" was his reply.

He pressed his forehead against hers and they smiled. They had tried to lean towards the area where romance began, it was impossible, there were differences in what they sought. William Turner sought out a good life, normal life, with a good wife that would have a normal family. Amour Swann wanted adventure, she sought out passion and yet when they were together, they were in their comfort zone.

"I love you" he said after a while.

He noticed how she wasn't affected by his comment in a shocked manner, but in reality, a small wistful smile appeared on her face.

"I love you too William" she said.

It was an innocent love. A love in the gray area, both hurt by the ones they cherished and they simply accepted their friendship.

"You're my best friend you know that?" Amour said as she leaned against his chest.

"You're the only friend I have left" he admitted.

They clung to one another and simply let each other release the pain that their lovers had given them.

After minutes of them simply sobbing, William was laying on the couch just staring at the ceiling. He shook his head thinking of the foolish mistake the kiss was. It was by no means traitorous, but if cemented their relationship, one being of friends, kindred spirits.

"I heard that Jack's recruiting crew members for a new journey, did you know that?" Amour commented aloud.

Will looked down at her as she was laying against his chest on the couch. Her tone was definitely monotonous, there was no real emotion behind it, just admitting it, like an old drunk admitting secrets.

"Is that why you came here?" he asked.

He heard a sigh and he got his answer.

"I know I was a fool" she said softly. "I heard a month ago that Jack was trying to find a good crew and I had to come here. I asked to be dropped off in London from a merchant ship" she lied immediately " towards London to rebuild my life from scratch just so I could make some money before he arrived, and now I know it's useless."

He grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

"Is that why you have those clothes to lend me?" he asked.

She nodded.

"Every one of my cleaning staff believe I am a young bride whose husband is off at sea." She shook her head amused. "At night as I sent them home, I would dress up as a sailor and go towards the pub trying to find that damn man, and every night there were dozens of men doing the same. No one ever got their way, there was no registration."

He noticed how her tears were gone and he wiped a few leftover ones. He kissed her forehead and they leaned against one another talking comfortably.

"Are you going tonight?" he asked.

She was quiet for a moment and he briefly wondered if she was crying. He looked down once more and saw her being pensive.

"I think so…I will" she said nodding. "I want to see Jack in front of me, and see just what type of man he truly is."

He squeezed her side and nodded.

"I'll go with you"

"No" she said shaking her head.

"Yes"

"No! Look I don't want to endanger you in any way."

" You've gone into dangerous situations for me-"

"And you've never been happy about it." She replied.

"Yes, but you still did it. Let me be there for you…I'd like to see them too I admit" he said.

She looked up at him and saw him basically pleading at her. She shook her head and sighed.

"Honestly Will, how did my sister let you go?" she said.

"I could ask the same thing about you poppet" he replied.

"Fine….we'll go at sundown" she said.

"Good…I'd like to sleep."

"Same" she whispered and closed her eyes against his chest.

He chuckled and leaned against the couches' back support.

"What will your workers say?" he asked.

"They aren't coming back till tomorrow" she replied in a lighter tone.

He gave her a thousand-watt smile and closed his eyes letting her rest beside him.

"Suppose a good nap will do us good" he sighed.

"After our crying definitely….now shut up and let me sleep…you whelp"

He smirked and shook his head. As he heard her breath even out, he knew that tonight would change everything and tonight, tonight they'd see Jack's true colors. Funny how all he wanted to do today was to find a quick place to sleep, and the next morning being off towards Port Royal, but now…now he laid beside a gorgeous woman, who was not only a good friend, but his companion. Both suffered losses in the matters of the heart, and both had their futures intertwined with their opposing couples.

He thought of Elizabeth and wondered just how she was. He missed her, he loved her, but he felt some comfort that Amour herself felt some pain as well from losing Jack.

"Sleep" she grumbled.

"On it m'lady" he said and closed his eyes.

Before they knew it, they'd fallen asleep clinging to one another in the best sleep they'd had in a while.

Black Pearl…

"Jack?" Elizabeth called out as she walked towards the wheel.

She looked up to see Jack looking at his compass deep in thought. She hugged his shirt tighter against her thin frame and climbed up the stairs. She didn't disturb him, but in reality just studied him. Broad shoulders, tanned skin, relaxed, and he was nothing like the man she loved.

She forced herself not to think of William anymore. She had broken him, one night of passion had caused her to lose everything. She lost her love, and she betrayed her sister. The moment that she'd had been told that there was a chance she'd be alive from Tia Dalma, she felt a pang in her chest knowing she'd done the unthinkable.

'My own damned fault' she thought.

"Mornin' Lizzie" he called out.

She had noticed how he no longer called anyone love. No matter if they were even in Tortuga his eye would no longer wander, rather be staring deeply at a jug of rum and ignoring everyone, including herself. He never really smiled anymore either, except when her sister's name was mentioned and it was connected to a breakthrough.

"Morning Jack" she said. "Any closer to London?"

He nodded.

" 'bout two hours away. Then we'll head to land and see just who this imposter be" he said.

She couldn't help but hold her tongue.

"And Amour?" she asked softly.

"I'd trust fate to bring her towards us Lizzie" he said looking away from her.

"Tonight was the last night wasn't it" she said.

He nodded stiffly.

"You know these two months were a big mistake" he said.

She imagined that she'd feel a pang, or a ripping feeling in her chest, but nothing came. She did not love him, she lusted for him. He was a passionate man, and she loved passion, she wanted to tame the untamable, but it was no use. This man, this man had an owner and that was her younger sister and she'd soiled it all.

"It was" she said after a while. "Will she ever know?"

"Not from mine lips Lizzie, not from mine lips" he said.

She nodded and walked off heading back towards the cabins. She had ignored the dirty looks Gibbs gave her and she felt shameful many days over. He'd always had a preference for her sister, and this nearly incestuous act bothered him more than anything.

As she closed the door, she began to change, back to classic clothing for women. She knew that tonight she'd have a chance of seeing her sister once more, and she wondered, would she dare even look at her eyes. Those sea blue eyes? She didn't think she'd have the gall to do it.