Because we are remolding rooms in our house, and therefore I will be stuck here allllll day,
you get another update.
Not to mention my stupid cousin's driving me to the point of insanity.
Who needs a brother when you have him?
-shudders-

Yeah, so...on with the show my loves!
MWAH!
♥Autumn♥

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"Fifteen men on a dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum..."

"...drink to the devil, and be done with the rest...yo ho ho and a bottle of rum."

Below, Will watched the young captian in horror. He didn't know why he was suddenly scared. He'd seen Jack drunk like this before, but he still had a very strange feeling about all of this. "Fancy seeing you, William."

Will turned around to see Michelle lazily walking up the stairs. A small smirk appeared on her pretty face as she asked, "So, what kept you up? The weather-" She raised her emerald eyes to look at Jack. "-or his horrid singing?"

Will smiled as he followed her gaze to Captain Sparrow, and said, "How about a mixture of both?" She smiled, taking her gaze off of Will and said, "He's mad. Brilliant, but absolutley mad."

"Remarkable how often those two traits coincide." He asked her, voicing what Jack had said to him over a century ago.

"Truly is." She smiled to herself, as she looked back up at Jack. "But then again, Jack's a remarkable person." Will caught her eye for a moment, before saying, "How long did you live with him?"

"Jack? About 5 years. Then he traded me for the fountain of youth." She followed Will to the railing, where he was now, leaning against it.
"How did Barbossa get the fountain of youth, exactly?" Will asked her, not taking his eyes off of the waves that were crashing against the boat as the rain slowly stopped.

"Well, Jack had the fountain and also wanted the Pearl, Barbossa had the Pearl, but wanted the fountain. Barbossa wouldn't compromise so Jack told them that I was part goddess. He traded with me. Typical Jack, though. Never forgave him for it. Thank God that I escaped as soon as I stepped foot on Barbossa's ship." She said, raising her eyes to Will. "Heaven knows what would have happened to me."

Will looked behind the Pearl to see the Dutchman following closely behind them. "It was hard on him. I can't imagine how it is for you."
Everything had been so quiet, that her voice almost scared him. He smiled down at her, not taking his gze off of his ship, and said , "Did you really love him?"

"He was the only father I ever knew. In a way, I did love Davy Jones. But when I saw who he truly was, it was hard to."
It was silent again for a moment, before Elle said, "Will, may I ask you a personal question?"

Will felt his cheeks heat up, but said in a suprisingly calm voice, "Tell me your question and I'll decided if I'll answer it."

She laughed and said, "Where's your heart?"
He smiled at her and asked in a mock accusing voice, "Are you trying to kill me, Ellie?"

She gasped, raising her hand to her own heart and said, "William Turner, you have found me out!"

He laughed, turning back to the ocean, and said, "Honestly? I don't know. I gave it to Elizabeth, but after she died, and with the mutiny, I didn't want to go back to Port Royal. Jack said something about your father having it."

"I wouldn't put anything past him." She said, laughing, but not out of humor. "Will, we've known each other for a while now...so, when you find your heart-"

"-don't you mean 'if'?"

"No, when. Because you will find it. Will you do me a favor?"

He turned to her and said, "Anything for you, Miss Swanson." If you had asked him if made him feel good when he saw her blush as he said that, and he said it didn't...well, he would have been lying.

Getting over it, she regained her confident voice, and said, "If Elizabeth was as amazing as you and Jack say she was, she would have wanted you to be happy...right?"

"Yes."

"Well-" She leaned closer to him and said in a whisper, "-when you get your heart, don't be afraid to give it to someone else."
He opened his eyes when she pulled back, and asked in a slightly shaky voice, "What do you mean?"

She smirked and said with a shrug, "I don't know. You tell me." She closed his eyes when she brushed against him as she walked by.
He watched her walk up the stairs, and he smiled to himself as he materialized on the deck that she had just walked on.

"AH! Damn it, Will...just because you can do that doesn't mean that you-" She was cut off when Will pressed his lips against hers. It took a moment before she got over her shock, but when she did, she moved her hands behind his head, bringing him closer to her.

They kissed for a minute, before he gently pushed her up against the mast. She felt him smile against her lips as she moved her hands to his wet ringlets that were sticking to his face...

Will moved his hands to her waist, when-

"-he is a blacksmith." Governor Swann had told his daughter.

"He's not a blacksmith-" Elizabeth said, removing Will's hat and staring lovingly into his eyes. "-he's a pirate."
And she took him over in such a passionate kiss.

Will jerked back quickly as though he had been struck by lightning. He looked down at her confused face. He shook his head, and ran down the stairs, ignoring her pleas, "Will! WILL!"

He ran down to the bottom of the ship, and closed the door. Leaning against the door, he fell to the floor. A single tear rolled down his tanned, handsome face as he thought about her...

Which girl? He couldn't decide.

How could he love another girl when he still loved Elizabeth?

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"- ah. Yes, yes, yes. I see your point. Ah, my dear-" But Jack was cut off when he saw Michelle's angry expression the next morning. He raised an eyebrow at Gibbs, who shrugged, and took his map back as he walked to the other side of the ship to prepare to turn east...yet again.

"Darling, what ever is the matter?" Jack asked her in a seductive tone. He sat beside her on the stair and wrapped an arm around her. She pushed it away and said, "Not now, Jack."

He released her shoulder, giving her that pout that always used to work on her. But it failed, miserably.

He leaned back on his elbows, letting the Caribbean sun drown him, as he said, "My tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that you are troubled." He paused a moment, remembering when he had said that last. Hadn't it been on this very deck?

That was a little too weird. Even for Jack.

"It's nothing." She said, playing with a curl that, thanks to the rain the night before, was a lot more curlier. He stopped her hand from twisting it, and brought it down to his lap. Shocked, she looked over at him and said, "Jack?"

"Yes, dearie?"

She hesitated for a moment, and looked down at their entwined fingers. She took a deep breath as she said, "Have you ever been in love with someone that you knew you shouldn't be in love with?"

Jack smiled a sad smile as he said, "Yes, in fact. I have, love. Why do you ask?"

She shrugged and said, "No reason, Jack."

He stared at her for a moment, trying to figure out where she was getting at. After another moment of silence between them, he untangled his hand from hers and said, "Well, I'm off to get some rum. You want some, darling?"

"No thank you." She said, getting up.

"Love, if you need to talk to someone, I'm your pirate." She smiled him and said, "You're a good man, Jack."
He smirked and said, "I try, love."

She leaned up and kissed his cheek. He smiled at her, and then disappeared down stairs to get more rum.

"What was that?" Came an angry voice from behind her. She rolled her emerald eyes, and started to walk away when he materialized in front of her. He smiled, but not in a happy way, and said, "I guess you forgot I could do that."

"Will, just leave me alone. Is that so much to ask?" She pushed past him, but he grabbed her wrist. She was turned away from him, but he kept a firm grip on her wrist as he said in a completely different voice, "I'm wanted to say I was sorry about last night."

"What?" She asked, as she held back her tears. She pulled out from his grip and asked in a bitter tone. "Leaving me without an explanation? Or the kiss?" When he didn't answer, she smiled and said, "I thought so. Look, in a few days, this'll all be over. My father'll be dead, you'll heart and we won't have to cross paths ever again. Just stay out of my way until then, ok?"

This time she got away, leaving Will standing alone on the deck. "Damn it." He muttered as he put his head against the mast. Jack, who had been watching from the stairs, walked up to Will and said, "Good move, Turner."

"Jack." He said, in a warning tone before taking the rum bottle from him. He took a drink and then shoved it back at his on-again, off-again best friend. Jack put a hand on Will's shoulder, comfortingly, and said, "Mate, you need to do something about this drinking."

Will raised his eyes to look into the eyes of Jack, just to see if he was joking. But Will soon realized that Mr. Sparrow was completely serious as he said, "It's become a habit! What good'll a drinking problem get ye?" He asked that before he took a big drink of rum. "Hmm?"

"You're completely right, Jack." Will said, in a sarcastic tone. Missing Will's sarcasm, or maybe not even caring, Jack smiled at his friend and said, "I'm always right, William."

Will rolled his eyes when Jack was out of sight, and walked where Elle had just gone. The door was shut now, and she was crying.

"Elle?" He called, knocking at the door. "Let me-" It hit him that he could...
"WILL!" She called from inside the small room. She got off of the floor, and went to unlock the door when he put his hand on the door to prevent her from opening it.

"Ellie, listen to me." She shook her head, and kept pulling at the door knob. "Michelle, please listen to me."

Something in the way he said that made her turn around and look at him, "What do you have to say to me? An explanation perhaps?"

"Elle, I did that last night...I left you because I've never been in love with anyone other that Elizabeth. I didn't know what to do, because I still love her, but I'm not in love with her. And I just thought that it would be an insult to her memory by kissing you. I didn't know what to do!" He ran his hands through his hair like he usually did when he was frustrated.

"Will, I never told you to stop loving her! She was your wife. All I was saying is that you are still alive. You're still here and she wouldn't want to you dwell on her death forever. She would want you to be happy." She said that as new tears rolled down her rosy cheeks.

He nodded and said, "She would want me to be happy."

"What would make you happy?"

He smiled, pushing back her curls, and said, "This." He leaned down and kissed her just like he had the night before, but this time, she responded immediatley.

"Wait." She said, pulling back. "Promise me you won't leave me again."

Will smiled as he rested his forhead against hers and said, "Never again."

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R&R!
Before I slip into insanity...
♥Autumn♥