One Day
Disclaimer: I don't own PotC or the characters or settings that I will use. I only own the characters that you haven't heard of.
Summary: One day. They had only had one day. How can you fit 10 years of love and events into one day?
A/N: I've changed it for this chapter, so it isn't in Elizabeth's point of view. The concept is the same; the characters are all 10 years older. It all begins at about 2am on the morning of the day Will II comes home for the day…you'll get the hang of it. Enjoy, and please review, make my day!
Chapter 2
"Shh, don't wake Mum up, she'll be sleeping by now!" whispers a male voice from the streets of the village.
"That's early, for her," replies a female voice. The two voices reveal themselves under a street light, hand in hand.
"Dad comes home today, so she probably wants to be prepared," says the man, lowering his voice as the couple slow their pace by a cottage.
"Oh yeah, forgot about that! Seemed like a nice man, from what I can remember," replies the girl.
"Yeah, he was…" replied the man, sighing as the two stop completely. "So, I'll probably see you back at the pub tomorrow."
"Where else would I be?" the girl replies with a slight chuckle. "Just make sure you guys have a chance to properly catch up before you surround yourself with everyone! You must have an awful lot to talk about."
"Yeah…I'll miss you though."
"Course you will, cheeky, it is me, after all," she laughed back, giving his hand a playful slap, which came to land on her back.
"Remind me how I put up with you still, Miss Sparrow," the man grinned down at her, somewhat distracted as the lady's arms came past his shoulders to play with the tuft of hair at the back of his head.
"I honestly have no idea, Mr Turner," she giggles as William Turner leans down to touch his lips to his girlfriends', Morna Sparrow. They part after a minute or so of love filled kisses, somewhat unwillingly, the definition of 'young love' describing the two of them. Morna untangles her arms from his neck and enters a house on one side of the track while Will stands and watches her leave, a smile not moving from his face from the second she closes the door to when he falls asleep in his cold bed that he has occupied all his life, his feet almost hanging off the edge of it. That smile had been worn by him every day since he had captured the young Sparrows' heart two summers earlier. They'd been skirting around each other for months, years really, but when a dodgy guy off one of the ships that had docked for the night starting vivaciously flirting with the girl, well, the young Turner just couldn't hack it! Playing the theoretical hero card, he plucked up the courage to ask if he could buy her a drink, and by that summer they were named the couple of the year. She was his world, no questions about it.
-x-
"Morning hun," whispered Elizabeth Turner to her 19 year old son, as she rocked his sleepy form gently to rouse his from his slumber. With a grunt he sat up, rubbing his head as his mother looked down at his, slightly bemused by how he looked the same waking up as he had ten years previously. Next thing the pair knew they were stood on the beach where Will would appear.
"Will he have aged?" asked Will, turning to his mother.
"I don't know actually, maybe. Technically he is dead, so…maybe not!" she stopped abruptly as a flash of green light lit up the sky, and a ship came into view, just like last time. Elizabeth unknowingly sucked in a breath in anticipation, and her son, now taller than her, laid an arm across her shoulders.
"Ah, 20 years with this ability and I still can't bloody do it!" came a voice form behind the two Turners, and they turned to see William Turner II, looking the same as he had ten and twenty years previously. "Oh, hello!" he exclaimed with a smile.
"You…" Elizabeth began, grinning manically, and ran into a hug with him. They clung to each other, as if for dear life, as the youngest Turner stood aside, looking around awkwardly. "You have not changed! I mean…Jesus, you still look the same as the day I married you 20 year ago! Good trick, can you teach me?"
"You're still beautiful to me, Elizabeth, even if you are…let me guess, 42?"
"43 actually…don't laugh, just because you're the immortal one! I'd love to see you at this age!" They flirted and giggled until their son made himself known with a clearing of his throat.
"We won't get anywhere if you two keep acting like love struck teenagers!" he said with a grin.
"Sorry, sorry! Hey son, how's it going?" asked Will II, and the two shook hands. "You're 19 now, right?" His son only had chance to nod before his mother interrupted.
"Oh, so you'll remember his age! Anyway, 'love struck teenagers'? You can talk; dare I mention Morna?"
"Morna? As in Morna Sparrow?" asked Will II. "I bet telling Jack was interesting!"
"He wasn't that surprised actually; none of us were: it had been expected for years! It was only a matter of time!" teased Elizabeth.
"Shut up!" laughed Will III. "You can meet her again later, if you want, Dad; she's working today."
"Still own the pub?" he looked at his wife, who nodded. "Good on you! We can go there later!"
"Good plan; Jack's in town and he'd love to see you!"
The family walked up to the house, where Will conveniently decided to leave his parents to themselves, and go to the dock to check on his ship.
"So he turned into me after all then," joked Will after they 'got to know each other' again.
"His life is basically what ours was in the good old days! Only he's Captain of the actual Queen Anne's, along with Morna of course. He adjusted his course so that he could be home for a couple of days to support me when you came back. And it's great, because I know that he's safe, what with you out there and all,"
"I hope I never see him…"
"So do I, but you can't guarantee it, so…" there was a pause as they thought about what she'd said.
"So, Morna Sparrow, huh?" breaking the tension. "Will I approve?"
"She is the nicest girl, honestly, she's a darling! But according to Will she's a lot feistier at sea." There was another pause as Will got out of Elizabeth's' bed to put on his long-johns. "He loves her, Will." He looked down at his wife, led in the bed, looking so innocently up at him.
"Geez, they are like us, aren't they!"
-x-
"He'll be in here, I'll bet," said Elizabeth, now fully dressed and walking her husband to her baby: her pub. "And before you say anything, I know, it hasn't changed, but I chose to go for the 'proper' public house look, you know?" They walked in and, sure enough, sat on a bar stool chatting to Jack Sparrow over a pint.
"Well hello there!" shouted Jack, obviously slightly drunk. "Jesus, is today the day? Already! Bloody…you haven't….you're still 14! Well, 20, but…damn!"
"Haha, thanks Jack…I think," They sat in a booth, and Will III brought Morna over to the group. "Ah, yes, and this must be Morna; I remember you from last time! How you doing?" asked Will II.
"I'm well, thank you sir," replied Morna politely, as her boyfriend smiled down at her from where he was stood next to her.
"Please, call me Will, I'm sick of 'sir' and 'Captain'; 20 years of it should be enough"
They all ate together, filling Will in on what he had missed over the last 10 years, but all too soon, their meal, which had flown into dinner time and lasted 6 hours, was over, and the sun was beginning its decent. They decided to go down to the beach all together, because they were practically a family anyway.
"So, I'll see you all next time, I guess. Make sure I don't have to see you before then, that's right, I'm talking to you two," he smiled sadly, pointing at his son and Morna.
"I know, Dad. Don't worry, we'll be safe! Honestly, you're almost as bad as Mum!"
"I can't be that bad-ouch! Okay, sorry Elizabeth…"
"The sun's almost gone, mate," Jack said, looking out to the bay.
Will noticed Elizabeth wasn't turning round, so he stood in front of her, his hands on her arms. "It'll fly by, honestly love! It'll feel like I've never left, you'll be sick of me!" Will tried to joke, but she wasn't buying it, giving him a look that told him to shut up. "Okay, sorry, sorry… Keep a weather eye on that horizon." They kissed, a hand shake was shared with all the other people on the beach, and then, with one last look to his wife, he was gone. The green flash came and went, and after a few minutes, the Sparrows and Will started to walk back from the tide.
"Mum? You coming back to the pub with us?" asked Will, moving to stand by his mothers' side.
"No, I don't think I will," she replied, finally turning from the ocean to her son. "I'm just going to go home, I'm feeling a bit tired- no, Will, you go! I'll be fine, honestly!" she said, interrupting her son when he said he would stay with her. He nodded, and when they got to the road, he went with the Sparrows while Elizabeth meandered back to her cottage by the sea, and continued with her life, living for the moment when she would next see him.
A/N: Was that alright? I hope so! I've already started on the next chapter, but bear in mind that it is exam season, so don't expect me to update for about the next month. Please review, I only got one for the last chapter, but the viewing stats were quite good, for me at least. So, review, and have a good life from now until I next update! So, I'll make like a tree and…I don't know the next bit, I just remember…never mind, go review! Bye!