"...hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable..."
-Port Royal-
-June 1st, 1721-
"Who are you looking for?" Came a voice from behind her. She nearly jumped when Elizabeth came to stand beside her since she had been so lost in thought for the last few minutes. It was a gorgeous day in Port Royal. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. Lila and Elizabeth were standing on the docks near the Naval Ships. Lila smiled over at Elizabeth and said, "No one. Why did you think I was looking for someone?" She followed Elizabeth down the docks back into the town.
As the two girls made their way down the streets of Port Royal, Elizabeth said, "I don't know. It just seems for the last few days that you've been..." She stopped when the passed the blacksmith's shop. Probably because Lila froze when a young man walked past them. "Lila, darling. You've been distant I guess that's what I'm trying to say. Distant."
"What does that even mean, Liz?" Lila said as she tore her eyes off of the young man and followed the girl that had became like her sister. Their fathers worked together many times, and ever since she left London, the two girls became very close. Elizabeth laughed as Lila caught up to her and said, "I guess what I'm trying to say is that you seem different-"
She trailed off, because at that time, James Norrington walked up to them. "Good morning, Miss Swann-" He said beaming at the young girl. Then he turned to Lila, who was looking back in the direction of the blacksmith shop. "Good morning, Your Highness."
"Good morning, James." Lila said as he kissed her hand. She smiled as he turned back to Elizabeth and said, "Miss Swann, may I have a moment." To say that Elizabeth looked surprised would be a lie. But Lila knew she was faking that surprised look. She, and everyone else pretty much, knew that James fancied her. "Oh. Of course. Lila, will you be alright?"
"Elizabeth, you forget that I have half of the Port Royal Navy following behind me." Lila said with a smirk as she turned to look at her. Elizabeth smiled at that and followed James to the other side of the docks. She smiled as the two of them walked away. They were such a smart match. "Your Highness-" Gillete said, standing at attention when she walked past him. Lila rolled her eyes, but said, "I told you that you don't have to do that. I'm just going to take a walk down here-"
"We'll be close behind." Gillete said as he and the men followed just feet behind her. Rolling her green eyes, her mother's eyes, once again, she walked down the streets. When she came to the blacksmith's shop, she froze and looked inside it for a minute. She knew that she saw someone that looked oddly familar, but she wasn't sure. She sighed as she looked in the window, then she turned from it, unaware that the man inside it just looked back out the window.
As she walked back down the streets again, and ended up on the docks once more. She longed to be a pirate. She knew that her mother had been one, and Jack and her uncle. She had it in her. She had Sparrow blood in her. And that's what she truly wanted to be. A pirate. She heard the dock's boards squeak beneath someone as they walked closer to her. Thinking that it was Gillete or one of his men, she didn't think anything of it until he said, "I don't mean to bother you, Princess. But I do think that you promised to marry me."
Lila recognized the voice, something in it, but she had to think before she turned around. She didn't want to turn and it not be him, so she waited. A soft laughed escaped the man's lips as he said, "And you know what? I still think you're lying about that heart." That did it. A smile spread across her pretty face as she turned around to look at his own smiling face.
He wasn't the small, short little curly haired boy she had last seen seven years ago. No. Now, he was a very, very handsome young man. He was tall, and a small moustache and beard played across his tanned, handsome face. She smiled even more as she asked, "Will?"
"You were expecting someone else?" He asked as he took a step towards. She laughed as she ran into his arms and hugged him tightly. He laughed too as he wrapped his arms around her and said, "Goodness, Li. You know how much that I've missed you?" She was surprised at how deep his voice had gotten. Still keeping her arms around him, she said, "Not nearly as much as I've missed you, Will."
He laughed again and looked down at her. He stared at her for a moment, before he said in a quiet voice, "Li, you're...you're beautiful." She felt a blush creep across her cheeks as she found the voice to say, "Well, you don't look too bad yourself, Turner." Will laughed again as he pulled her back into his arms and said, "I'm glad you're here."
"I'm glad you are." Lila said with a smile as she asked, "Why are you here? I thought you'd still be in London-" She turned to the men following her and said, "I'm fine. I'll meet you back here in a moment. Don't worry, I won't tell my aunt." Gillete looked skeptical, but nodded and he and his men left the couple on the dock. Will's faced changed and said, "After my mother died, I came out here."
"Alena died?" Lila asked in shock. "Oh my goodness, Will. I'm so sorry. When did this happen?" Lila took Will's hand, which made him smile as he remembered them when they were little and said, leading her back to the bench. "She died a few days after you left." That hit Lila hard, remembering her own mother's death. Then, they didn't realize what they would know about a century later. "Her funeral was quiet. Your father came, I don't know if you knew that. He said that you were with your relatives in Spain. I didn't know you were Spanish." He added with a slight smile.
"Si, yo soy Espanol." She said with a smile as they temporarily got off of that tough subject. That made him smile more before she said, "Only half though. My dad's English. I get it from the Sp- I mean, my mum's side of the family." Will's smile wiped off his very handsome face (one Lila found herself staring at) when she said that. For a heart pounding second, she thought that he had caught on to what she was about to say.
"Yes. Your father told us about her. I'm sorry." Will added as he looked over at Lila. She smiled as she still held on to his hand, even though they were now sitting, and said, "I am too. But thanks. It's been so long. It just seems like the time has passed so slowly."
"I know what you mean." Will said in an understanding voice. He looked down to see their entwined hands and looked back up at Lila. He really couldn't belive that little girl had grown up to look like this. She was absolutley gorgeous. He must have been staring, because she smiled and said, "Is something wrong?"
"Oh-" He said, tearing his eyes off of her. He smiled and said, "-no, Li. Of course not. Nothing's wrong at all. It's just-" What? Was he really going to say that he was in love with her while he couldn't figure his feelings out for another one? No. No. He wasn't in love with Elizabeth. He was and had been as long as he could remember in love with this girl in front of him.
"It's what, Will-"
"Alright, Lila. Are you ready? We have to go get-" Elizabeth stopped when she saw Lila and Will holding hands. Lila immediatley dropped Will's hand when she saw her. Elizabeth smiled at Will and then asked Lila, "You two know each other?"
Lila got a pang of jealously when Elizabeth asked that. She didn't know why, but it might have had something to do with the tone of her voice. Lila straightened up, and was about to say something when Will said, "We grew up together." Elizabeth made a face, but then smiled at them and said, "Well, fancy that. Lila, darling. We need to be getting back to your aunt's in time for your lesson." Lila nodded and told her that she would be there in a moment. Elizabeth left again to walk back over at wait with James.
"What lessons?" Will asked her when Elizabeth left. Lila rolled her eyes at the sound of her bloody piano lessons. She smirked over at Will and said, "Not sword lessons, that's for sure." He smiled, but was taken off guard when she leaned closer to him.
"Come to the ball tomorrow night." Lila whispered before she kissed Will's cheek. The exact same one that she kissed at the docks before she left...the same one that she kissed when they promised to marry each other next time that they saw each other. Then she ran off to meet Elizabeth. Will put his hand over the cheek, and watched her disappear.
The next night, after hours it seemed of dancing, Lila managed to pull Will away from the party to the baclony. Will looked incredibly handsome all dressed up. And after getting over the pains that was coursing thru her (thanks to that bloody corset) she was glad that she wore that dress. She smiled as he came to stand beside her on the balcony. When he saw her smiling to herself, he asked, "What?"
"Nothing." She said, lying as she undid some of her curls, allowing them to cascade down her back. Will watched her as she did this and asked, "You never did actually see that heart, did you?"
She giggled and said, "Honestly, Will. It's been seven years and you're still wondering about that? I saw it. And it can be done." Lila said, turning to meet Will's hazel eyed gaze. He smiled down at her and asked, "Well, Princess. Why haven't you shown it to me yet? You promise-"
"Aye-" She said, immediatley realizing that she sounded too much like Jack for her own ears. Correcting herself, she said, "Yes, I did. But I think that your promised me something first-" Will's face changed when she said that. He looked down with that same expression that he had looked at her when she asked him to marry her seven years ago. To see if she was joking. But she wasn't looking at him. She was walking to the other side of the baclony. "Li-"
"What?" She asked him, turning back to meet his gaze. "I asked you that for a reason, Will. Even then I knew." He took a step towards her, unaware that she had just taken a step towrds him and asked, "You knew what?"
"This." She was leaning up, but he pulled back at the last minute and said, "Lila, I can't...I've been sick-" Lila rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips. He was trying not to smile, because she looked so much like she did, at that moment, when she was a little girl.
"William Turner, you're lying." She pulled his arm so that he was forced to look at her. "I know you. I may have not seen you for the past seven years, but I know you. And I know that you also promised me that for a reason. I also know that you're going to go into some big thing about me being a princess and you being a blacksmith. You think I care?" She leaned closer to him, and despite his best efforts, he felt himself being pulled towards her on his own free will.
Somehow his arm had found its way around her waist as she whispered to him, "I don't care about those things, Will. All I want is you." He leaned down and kissed her. Something that he had been wanting to do for a long time. Even when they were just kids. She apparently did too, since she was kissing him back with as much intensity as he was kissing her. She felt him smile against her lips before he pulled back and whispered, "You know how long I've wanted to do that?"
Breathing as unevenly as Will was, Lila smiled and said, "Probably as long as I have, love" After they stood kissing on that baclony for a few more minutes, Will asked, "Can you really cut your own heart out and put it in a chest?" Lila started laughing as she pulled back and said, "Honestly, Will-"
"No. I'm serious. I mean, he cut it out to-"
"-give it to the girl he loved or something like that. I don't know. I never asked him." Will wrinkled his nose at that, causing Lila to laugh. Will leaned against the railing, still with an arm wrapped around her waist, as he said, "That's madness. I'd never do that."
"Never say never, Will." Will glanced over at Lila with a disgusted look on his face causing her to laugh again as she leaned up and kissed him. He broke away again and said, "Though, I probably would cut my heart out for you."
"Mmm.." She started laughing as she put her arms around him and leaned against his chest as she said, "You know, my offer still stands as it did when we were little. I'll cut it out for you-"
"Oh, yes." Will said, pushing her curls back. "I've seen you with a stick-"
"-sword."
"It was a stick, Lila." He said with a laugh as she pulled back again to look him in the eyes. She smiled too as he said, "A stick. And I remember many times when you would nearly poke my bloody eye out. Why would I let you near my heart?"
He smiled when he felt her lean against him. Before she kissed him again, she smiled and whispered, "Because you already have."
"...hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable..."