Title: Come back to haunt me (sequel to Things Change)
Rating: R on ff.n but some chapters have nc17 versions I can lead you to.
Premise: The sequel to "Things Change" (I highly recommend reading that before this one. You'll get insanely lost.) It's been four years or so after Will Turner and Patricia Taylor had left Port Royal for Southampton, England and life couldn't possibly be better but they must visit the Caribbean for Will's flourishing business and there they are thrown back into the chaos that is Jack Sparrow and the world of the pirates of the Caribbean.

Warnings: a teaspoon of violence, a possible pinch of unjust death, a tablespoon of graphic blood and guts, several handfuls of fluff, just as much angst, Put em together? And you get my new story!

Disclaimer: Pirates of the Caribbean, its plotline and all characters from the movie are owned by Disney. I have no intention of making money out of this and do not intend on infringing Jerry Bruckheimer's rights upon it all. Patricia Taylor and a few people I make up along the way are mine, however.

MAJOR EDIT NOTE: BECAUSE I WAS SERIOUSLY CONFUSED ABOUT THE COMPASS AND ITS ACTUAL WORKINGS, I'VE HAD TO REWORK THE WHOLE STORY. NOW WITH DMC COMING OUT AND THE COMPASS'S TRUE NATURE IS FINALLY CONFIRMED, COME BACK TO HAUNT ME IS AGAIN ACTIVE AND I CAN FINALLY WRITE. ALL I CAN SAY IS DAMN COMPASS. PISSES ME OFF THAT THING. PLEASE RE-READ ALL SINCE EVERYTHING IS TWEAKED IN SOME WAY.

Chapter 01:

Patricia Taylor stood up from the table, her hands on her hips, annoyed and frustrated. Her husband for almost four years, Will Turner, was across said table his arms crossed in front of his chest, frowning. Her husband... So that would mean Patricia Taylor was really Patricia Turner, now wouldn't it? Had she not been agitated, Patricia would have smiled at the memory that she was indeed Will Turner's wife, through and through, but she WAS agitated.

"I can't believe you cheated," Will spat out. "Cheat! How could you cheat!"

"I did NOT cheat, William," Patricia said rolling her eyes. "I was simply... Getting what I wanted." She grinned and took a step back from the table.

"Getting what YOU wanted? Don't I get a say in this?"

"You know what Will? You don't! It's my body. I do what I shall with it."

"YOUR body! If I remember correctly that body is owned by two people now. And Jack! Does it have to be JACK! Of all the men in the world!"

"I happen to like Jack... In fact, I WANT Jack. Trust me, Will. The past eight months have been something of a hell for me and in ALL reality, it's YOUR fault I've been so damn miserable. Well, guess what? For once, I get what I want, and I want Jack. It's simply your own problem if you can't deal with it," Patricia huffed. Will stood up desperately, taking a hold of her hands and pressing them to his chest.

"Patricia... please," Will begged. "Anyone... AnyTHING but Jack... I wouldn't have a care in the world what you did... Just NOT Jack..." Patricia reached up on her tiptoes and kissed Will lightly on the lips before releasing her hands and stepping away in the direction of the door.

"I'm sorry, Will." She smiled at him, complacently, putting her hands on her hips "I want Jack... and that's how it'll be."