Sorry for the confusion! Thanks to CaptainElizabethTurner once again:)
So, not a few hours later did I find myself on the Interceptor. After Jack had "commandeered" the other ship just to get us on to this one. Which, I had to hand it to him. It was quite brillant actually. Will was down below deck getting something for Jack. Jack didn't need anything. And I knew from the look he had given Will that whatever he asked Will to go and get, wasn't down there or was extremely hard to find. Because I knew Jack very well. And I knew the reason that he had sent Will down there.
To get us alone.
Maybe it was the look on his face that told me this, or the way my heart started pounding against my chest. I was so extrememly confused. I really truly was. I loved Jack...but these feelings I was getting from Will...I honestly had no idea where the bloody hell they were coming from. It was annoying as hell. It really was.
"Darlin', I think you and I need to have a talk." He said, turning his head so fast that the trinkets that were braided into his hair jingled. He had changed, no doubt, so much in the last two years. His appearance. He was a pirate. I knew he would truly become one sooner or later. And apparently it was sooner. Little did he know that I was one too. I rubbed the spot where the P was branded in my arm. Thankfully, I still had longer sleeves on to cover it.
Jack wrapped an arm around my waist and led me to the wheel. Keeping one hand on me, he put his other hand on the wheel, causing me to be gently pressed on it. Something possessed my hand and in a instant, I realized that my hand was on Jack's as he steered the ship. He rested his head on my shoulder and whispered, "You've changed."
"How so?" I asked him, staring at the endless blue ocean.
"I can't put my finger on it." He said, his whispered causing me to get chills down my spine. I felt his arms encircle my waist. I closed my eyes and waited for him to say something. What was happening to me? How could I do this to Jack? I was going to break his heart. I felt the hair from his beaded beard (that he hadn't had two years ago) graze the skin of my exposed neck as he gently left a kiss there.
When I was with Jack. I was in love with him. But there was a little voice inside of me telling me to love Will. What was going on here?
I had to give into him, not really caring if Will walked up at that moment. I leaned my head back, giving him a better angle at my neck as his hands slid down my arms and stopped on my wrists, keeping them firmly on the wheel. Oh goodness...he's lifting my sleeve up...
"Elle, what's wrong?" He asked me, pulling back from me just a little. I couldn't find the words to speak at that moment. His look of confusion turned into a smirk as he hissed playfully in my ear, "What is it that you don't want me to see, love? 'Cause if ya don't show me, I may have no choice but to become suspicious of you."
I spun around, finally getting my hands out of his grasp and said, "Nothing-" But I was cut off when he grabbed my right arm and pulled my sleeve so that it exposed my skin. I had assumed that this was exactly how Commodore Norrington had done him the day before. Smirking, he took a finger and grazed it on my skin as he said, "You know what would look good there, love?"
"What would that be, Captain Sparrow?" I asked him as he looked up at me, smirking. Leaning a bit closer to me, he said to me, "A sparrow, of course." That caused me to smile. Hmmm...maybe if I kiss him, it'll take his mind off of- "Don't you even try it. I haven't kissed you in over two years, but I'm not going to let it distract me fr-" He broke off into a smile when he pulled my sleeve up to reveal the freshly branded P. Actually, it had been there for a few months, but still.
He tore his eyes off of it, and looked up at me with a smirk as he said, "Pirate."
"That's exactly why I didn't want to tell you." I said, walking back down the stairs. I could hear his boots following closely behind me as he said to me in a teasing voice, "Why, darlin'? I in fact think that it makes you that much more attractive." I spun around and stared at him for a moment, causing his smile to fade as he asked, "Might I asked what happened?"
"No."
"Elle." Oh gosh. That voice that'll make me do anything. Rolling my eyes, I pushed myself off of the mast and said to Jack, "Fine. It was last summer in Singapore-"
"Singapore?" Jack asked me, raising his eyebrows way up. "Now, why on earth were you in Singapore of all places?" Ignoring the comment, I said, "Do you want to know what happened or not? Because I don't have to tell you."
He smiled at me, playing with one of the many trinkets in his hair, and said to me, "Go on, love."
"They caught me trying to get the Dutchman back. Long story...that damned Sao Fang annd my father got into an arguement. It was my father's day on land, and Fang knew that. So, it 'commandeered' -" Jack ignored my comment, as I smirked and said, "-the Dutchman. The green flash arose, my father couldn't move, so I went out for him. Got caught in the process and I was branded."
Jack was clapping as he said, walking over to me, "Proud of you, love. Didn't think you had it in you." He wrapped an arm around me as I said, "Surprise, darling. You don't know a lot about me."
"Care to humor me?" He said, smirking at me, letting me smell the heavy sent of rum on his breath. Pushing him away, playfully, I walked down the stairs to the lower decks and called up to him, "Maybe...Tortuga?" I asked him, smiling.
He leaned on the railing so that he could look down at me as he said, "Aye, love. Tortuga." He gave me a wink, before walking back to the wheel. I smiled, and quickly turned around running into Will. He laughed, as he put his hands on my shoulders to steady me like he did when we first met. "We honestly got to stop doing this."
I smiled at him, unsure of what to say to him. When I looked back up at him, he said to me, "Are you alright, Ellie?" Why is he calling me that? No one calls me that. Smiling, as he followed me to the rail, I asked him, "Why do you call me that?"
"Why do I call you what?" He asked me, turning to look me in the eyes. When he saw my smile he asked, "Ellie?" Laughing, he looked back out at the ocean and said, "I don't know. It just came natural, I guess. Sounds weird doesn't it?"
"No, it really doesn't." Will's gaze locked with mine when I said that. He looked a little shocked as he said, "Have you- are you-" I never got a chance to know what he was going to say, because at that time, Jack came back down the stairs and said to us, "Excuse me, not meaning to interupt, but love, do excuse young Mr. Turner and I. I need to have a word with him." Jack wrapped a jewled hand around Will's shoulders and brought him up to the top deck.
I pulled out the music box that I wore around my neck. The same one that my mother and father had. I opened it, letting the music play, before shutting it again, and pulling the diamond out of my pocket. This had to mean something. Everytime I held it -
"I think that it's best if I leave." As she said that, she made a point not to look over into the face of her fiancee. He looked as heartbroken as he felt, when she tried to hand him the chest back. He shook his head, pushing it back to her, and said, "No. It belongs to you. I keep my promises."
Her heart broke as he uttered those words.
It didn't take me long to realize that the "she" was actually me, and the fiancee was Will. What was going on here? Am I going mad? Goodness this is madness.
"I'm not a simpleton, Jack. You knew my father." I heard Will say on the top deck. Yes, your father was Boostrap Bill Turner. I shouldn't know that, but I do. How do I know that? Wait, my father...he was on the Dutchman. I've met him before. Well, that answers that. Elizabeth...I'm related to somehow...I'm not sure how I'm related to her.
Beckett's changing the past so that he can get the chest of Baldez. The holder of said chest will be able to command the seas...Jack's ruler of the sea, well, he will be some day. And Will will be the captain of the Flying Dutchman.
"Ok, Elle. The only resonable explanation is that you are going completely insane. That's all." I sat down on the barrel, looking up in time to see Will dangling over the sea as Jack talked to him. Had I not been scared that I would have done something completely stupid, I would have gone over and helped Will...but for all I know, I'm probably not even here right now. Hell, I'm probably not even a real person.
Have I died?
Is this what my father's locker is like? He's told me that people go insane in there. But surely he would have saved me...
"Do I fear death?" I whispered to myself. Oh, Elle. Get a grip on yourself, girl. You're driving yourself insane and that's all there is to it. I looked over the edge of the ship to see Tortuga. Great...
I got off of the ship, and followed Jack and Will into the town that brought back many memories to both me and Jack. Seeing Scarlett and Giselle advancing on Jack, I whispered in his ear, "How about Will and I meeting you at the bar? I don't want those two to see us-"
He nodded at me with a smile and said, "Good idea, love. I shall meet you and young Mr. Turner at the usual spot. After that, I'll go find Gibbs myself and meet you two there." He gulped when he saw the two girls walking closer to him. "Scarlett!" I heard him call, accompanied by a slap and a cry of, "Who was she?"
I winced when I heard another slap as I led Will into the bar. The bartender smiled when we walked in and said to me, "Ay! Miss Swanson, my dear! The usual, I assume?" He asked me with a yellow-toothed grin. Nodding at him, I said, "Yes! And just get the same for Mr. Turner." I gave him a wink, and then led Will to the table in the far back that I knew, even if Jack did walk in, he'd never suspect that we were back there.
Though, I knew Scarlett and Giselle would keep Ol' Jackie for a while...poor thing...
"I'm guessing that the only reason you did this was because you needed me?" Will asked me, sitting down across from me. My eyes darted up at him, then back down at the candle that was on the table. I ran my finger quickly thru it, then back again as I said, "And you would be correct in guessing that, Master Turner."
With that I glanced back up at him, "Do you feel...I mean, when you met me. Did you feel like you had known me?" He just stared at me for the longest time. Good job, Elle. He has no idea what the bloody hell you're talking about. That's really good. He opened his mouth, but closed it. He glanced down with a look on his face that was so familar somehow, it brought tears to my eyes.
"Will, just do me a favor, there's not telling what I'm messing up if this is an alternate...world...or the past of future or something..." Oh, great. You're babbling. No one has ever made you babble as much as you do around Will. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath before opening them and saying, "Can you do me a favor?"
"Anything."
I reached inside my pocket, and pulled out the diamond. Looking at it, I handed it to Will and said, "Hold this for me, and just tell me what you see." He glanced down at it, reluctantly he took it and held it in his hand, before closing his fingers around it. He closed his eyes, and sat there for a minute. It wasn't working! He doesn't see anything like you do.
He opened his eyes, and looked really unfocused...as if he wastrying to remember something he could remember. Handing the diamond back to me, he said as I put it back into my pocket, "Can I try something?"
I looked up into his gorgeous brown eyes to see that he had an unreadable look on his face. He turned so that his brown eyes met my emerald ones and said, "I just need to do this. I need to see something. Can I?"
I had no idea what he was going to do, but I nodded...really not caring what he did. He looked down for a minute, before getting up out of his seat and walking to stand in front of me. He took one of my hands in his, and gently pulled me up to him. He stared into my eyes, before pushing a curl back and capturing my lips with his.
For a moment, he didn't move them. They just sat there on mine...
Maelstrom...
...Elizabeth...
...the chest...
...the diamond...
...going back in time...
...captain...
...pirate king...
...my husband...
Everything hit me all at once...
I hit me. Everything came back to me. And a minute later, I felt Will's strong arms encircle my waist and pull me into him as he deepened the kiss. I smiled against his lips as my arms found their way around his neck.
He pulled back after a moment, smiling as he rested his forhead against mine. He pushed a curl out of my face, as I beamed up at him and asked him, "So, darling. Tell me. What did you want to see?"
He kissed me again, before replying, "If you really were my Ellie."