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Revealed	By : WantedRedhead Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female > Jack/Elizabeth Views: 5619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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    Elizabeth's
body smashed into the frozen waters. She gasped. Icy water flooded her lungs.
She coughed out the last of her air. The bubbles rose like her panic. She
needed air.

    Now!

    Blue-white
light shimmered above. Her mind, numbed by the cold, slowly processed the
information. The surface.

    She
kicked, but her legs turned to lead. No. Her fingers clawed at the sea. Nothing
worked right. With each move the brightness slipped further away.

    Cold
surrounded as well as filled her. Blackness crowded the edges of her vision.
Not much time.

    Her
toes gazed solid matter. Summoning the last of her energy, she pushed off with
as much force possible. The momentum propelled her upwards. Shadows filled her
sight. She fought passing out. Finally, her head broke the surface.

    She
gasped. Delicious oxygen rushed into her starved lungs. Once she'd caught her
breath, she glanced around.

    The
rest of The Destiny's crew drifted nearby clinging to pieces of flotsam.

    "Elizabeth!"
Will shouted.

    "I'm
over here," she called. She waved her arm high above her head as she
treaded water. Wait.

    No
longer Arctic, the waves felt as warm and calm as the Caribbean. She frowned.
How was that possible? And why was the sun out? Before they went over the
falls, she was certain it had been night.

    "We
in de Locker." Tia Dalma answered her unspoken questions.

    �Oh.�
She glanced at the voodoo witch seated atop the largest piece of driftwood
bobbing along side her. The explanation didn�t help, but she took lest she
appear ungrateful.

    She
swam in a circle. Water and blue sky surrounded them on all sides. The Black
Pearl�s crew nervous faces swung between her, Tia, and Barbossa. Renewed panic
rose in her chest.

    "You
led us to this!" Will dove at Barbossa.

    The
once more undead pirate shoved the blacksmith back. "Mr. Turner, ye asked
me to take ye to World's End, and I have."

    Even
sodden with monkey perched upon his dripping hat, Barbossa made a fierce sight.

    "How
are we supposed to find Jack in the middle of the ocean?" Will shouted.

    "D'ere
be the way." Tia Dalma pointed to an enormous windrose that suddenly
floated over the water behind them.

    Elizabeth
gasped along with the rest of the pirates. Gold and red, the image bobbed with
as though part of the waves. A dozen points extended from the center. The end
of each ruby arm connected to a circle, no larger than a barrel.

    Everyone
paddled closer.

    �De
circle take ye ta da place it show."

    As
if queued by the witch�s words, a picture of a wheat field pounded by hail
appeared in the ring closest to Elizabeth. The vision seemed so real she could reach out and touch the
dancing stalks.

    "In
one of dese places we find Captain Jack Sparrow." Tia swept her arm
towards the compass.

    "And
in the others?" Gibbs swallowed.

    "Doom,�
Tia said with her black smile.

    "Jesus,
Mary and Joseph, and a wee donkey." The former navy man reached for his
ever-present flask.

    She
could use a shot of rum herself. Like everything with Jack, nothing was ever
simple. Blood pounded in her veins.

    "So,
we have to think like Jack?" Will gave an incredulous shake of his head as
he swam to her side.

    Tia
shrugged. �Dat, or rely on de one dat know Jack more dan Jack."

    Elizabeth
glanced at Gibbs. For a man accustomed to deciphering the mangled King�s
English from Jack Sparrow�s tongue, confusion creased the older man�s brow. At
least she wasn�t alone in her perplexity.

    "You
know Jack, which do we chose?" Will starred up at Tia.

    The
witch smiled, but shook her head. "I know Jack, but dere others here what
knows him much more."

    �Gibbs?�
Will asked.

    "Well,�
Gibbs glanced everywhere, but Will. �I sailed with Jack a long time-"

    "Miss
Swan be the one to set our course," Barbossa growled.

    Elizabeth
swallowed hard as all eyes focused on her. None of them harder than Will�s.
Guilt churned in her stomach. She loved him, but she wasn�t in love with him.

    "Why
would Elizabeth know Jack best?" Will sliced through the water.

    "It�s
nothing please," she tried. She reached for his shoulder, but he shrugged
off her touch.

    She let her hand fall back into the
waves. Pressure built around her heart.

    "Ye
not listen, boy, I've not said Miss Swan knows him best." Barbossa
smiled as he bobbed in the sea.

    Bloody
Hector! She glared at his weathered face and wiry beard. He enjoyed this game
far too much. And Will. Her head whipped towards her once fianc�. Wet hair
clung to the back of his neck. He should know better than to fall for
Barbossa�s bait.

    �I�ll
remind ye, Mr. Turner, thus far it�s her plans that have worked."
Barbossa�s smile broadened.

Elizabeth winced at cut against Will's ill-fated idea
to gain Sao Fang�s maps. His ruse had nearly got them all. "It'll be
fine."

    Will
said nothing.

    Fear
pounded in her veins. Everyone�s life lay in her hands. If she made the wrong
choice—Her chest seized.

    "Daft
like Jack, lass," Gibbs whispered in her direction with a smile.

    "Aye."
She grinned silently thanking him for the vote of confidence. After battling
undead pirates, curses and sea monsters she could find the right course.

    Heart
in her throat, she drew a deep breath. "Everyone look at the circle
closest to you and tell me what you see."

    The
crew peered into the section of the windrose closest to them.

    "Marty,"
she called out.

    "I've
got hurricane in open water," called the smallest man of the Black Pearl's
Crew.

    "I
got a hurricane too, except on land." Rangetti frowned.

    "That's
a tornado," Pintel growled. "Use your eyes."

    "I
only got one," Rangetti whined and pulled the ball from its socket and
flashed the orb to everyone.

    Pintel
slapped his hand to his reddening forehead. �Put that back in yer head afore ye
lose it again.�

    Barbossa
rolled his gaze at the pair.

    Elizabeth
joined him. �Now I understand why you were mad.� She nodded towards Hector.
�Eight of those two would send me round the bend.�

    His
jaw along with Little Jack�s jaw dropped.

    She
shrugged and continued trading water. She�d never once thought the she�d have
anything in common, especially mutiny. The pair of pirates� bickering grew
louder. "Rangetti, I understand. Next.� Before they came to blows as they
were won't to do.

    �Ah.�
Gibbs squinted. "Rain over some kinda jungle."

    So
far nothing sounded right. She chewed her lower lip. Tia was up next.

    �Dere
be thunder in da clouds." She sat high atop her perch.

    �Will?�
she asked quietly to the man to her starboard.

    After
a long pause, he answered. "Lots of snow. Maybe some mountains."

    �Okay.�
She stared into the ring. "I have hail in a field." Barbossa floated
off to her larboard.

    �Lightening,
in a lot of blackness, can't tell where anything be." Little Jack seconded
his master and threw up his stubby arms.

    �This
is pointless." Will slapped his palm.

    A
splash of water hit her face. The salt stung her eyes and she coughed the brine
from her lungs. Did he think himself the only one frustrated? "What else
should we do?" she snapped. "Tread water forever?"

    His
cheeks colored. Head lowered, he nodded.

    �Your
time come soon William Turner," Tia cooed. �But even destiny take its
time.�

    Elizabeth
didn't like the way the witch looked at him, and even less the mystified way he
stared back. Once he looked at her with the same awe. She gulped down the
regret clogging her throat.

    Sun
beat down on her skin. The hot rays burned the back of her neck. They had to get
moving.

    A
call of fire and two other improbable choices rang out. Lastly came Murtog and
Mulroy. The former military men clung to a plank from The Destiny's Deck.

    She
crossed her finger and said a quick prayer.

    "Ah,
we've got what looks like a desert of some kind,� Mulroy shouted.

    A
burst of adrenaline gave her tired legs a burst of energy. Her gaze swung
towards Barbossa gleamimg one.

    Little
Jack tipped his hat to her.

    Much
as she hated the vile beast, any appreciation was nice.

    "Gents,
we've found our destination." Barbossa pointed towards the last circle.
"Make ready to put into port."

    No
one moved.

    What
was the matter with them? "That's it." Elizabeth whipped her gaze
around frowning faces covered with dirt and scars.

    "Elizabeth,"
Will hesitated. "Why would Jack be in a desert?"

    Why
did everyone except Barbossa think her soft headed. Barbossa came to her
defense, the person she�d have expected had they not formed a rum bond.

    "This
is Hell, Mr. Turner,� the former captain of the Black Pearl snarled. Little
Jack nodded in vehement agreement from his perch atop Barbossa's sweeping blue
hat. "Ye look not where Jack would want ta be, but where he
wouldn't."

    The
lap of the waves was the only sound.

    "He's
right, lads," Gibbs shouted breaking the tension. "Nothing would vex
Jack Sparrow more than be land locked, especially some place that's so..."

    Everyone
leaned closer.

    "so
land-like."

    The
pirate's laughed.

    Gibbs
blushed. "Swim for the desert," he ordered.

    The
crew splashed forward careful to avoid the other circles.

    "Keep
movin�, lads.� The first mate dog paddled. �Stroke like its a lady ye're
touching."

    Elizabeth
burst out laughing. She didn�t quite know what Gibbs meant, but thanks to
overhearing Tortuga whores she had an idea.

    "Uh
beggin' yer pardon, Miss Swan." The older man�s head slunk between his
shoulders like a sea turtle.

    "No
apologies needed Mr. Gibbs." She smiled as she helped him through the
water.

    "I
hope Jack be there."

    Worry
darkened Gibb's gray eyes. "So do I." She let out a breath as one by
one the crew disappeared into the circle.

    "Ye
know the Captain well, lass.� He struggled along side her. "If that where
ye feel Jack be--"

    Will�s
arrival ended their conversation.

    How
much had he overheard? Secrets had damned them as much as the truth.
"We'll get Jack and then save your father, Will. It'll be fine," she
lied in comfort.

"I'm sorry,
Elizabeth, but I don't think it ever will be again." Regret weighted
Will�s words as he vanished through the windrose.
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