Disclaimer: No, I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.

Hello everyone, this is my first POTC Fanfic, please be nice to it :)

It starts off pretty normal but I have an idea that it will get pretty crazy after a while, maybe a few little crossovers here and there…

My story is a JE at heart, but both the main characters fall in love and out of love with many other characters along the way that you can't really tell.

Basically this fic is just a big long rollercoaster ride, one which I'd just love you to jump on :)

I love you all,

baby swann

Peas in a Pod

Elizabeth Swann and William Turner broke from their long and tender kiss, both their eyes shining bright, brimming with love.

"Oh Elizabeth" Will moaned, burying his head in her shoulder, "I wish I'd done this sooner… I wish I'd told you earlier…"

"Aye" Elizabeth said, loving the sound of pirate lingo rolling off her tongue, "Me too, but it was kind of difficult when we were off fighting skeletons, rubbing shoulders with pirates and being taken advantage of by a certain Captain Jack Sparrow".

"Hmmm" was all Will replied with, raising his head and looking off to where the Black Pearl was sailing off into the distance.

"And anyway" Elizabeth continued, putting Will's feathered pirate hat back on his head and smiling coyly, "You've got the treasure now, pirate, and we have a whole lifetime ahead of us…a lifetime we can spend together"

Will smiled, and kissed Elizabeth softly on the cheek. "Yes we do" he murmured, taking her hand and leading her off the battlements.

"Wait- Will" Elizabeth said suddenly, "You can go ahead. I just want to…you know…" she said, gesturing to the fading sails of the Black Pearl.

Will looked slightly confused, but smiled all the same. "Of course, milady. I will see you back at the Governor's House" he said grandly, taking off his hat and bowing to her with a flourish. Elizabeth giggled as he walked away, and she noticed that he had begun to walk in that rolling way that was characteristic of Captain Jack Sparrow.

Captain Jack Sparrow…

This brought Elizabeth to the reason why she was waiting here in the first place. It was only now that Elizabeth opened her fist, daring to look at the tiny object that has slipped out of the Captain's clothes as he had stumbled off the battlement only minutes before. While everyone was busy watching Jack's clumsy fall, Elizabeth had whipped up the object and held it tightly in her fist as she waited for the crowd around her to disperse. Finally, she was alone, and opening her hand, she dared a look at the tiny object.

At first, it looked like a miniature bottle of rum. Only about five centimetres long, it was half filled with a golden mixture. Upon closer inspection, however, Elizabeth saw that it was actually oil. But it was what was bobbing on the sea of oil that really grabbed Elizabeth's attention.

For inside the bottle was a tiny model of the Black Pearl, complete with sails and cannons and all. It rolled on its tiny ocean with every slight movement of Elizabeth's hand, and for a few seconds she stared at the ship, fascinated. Then she noticed something else- crudely cut into the very glass of the bottle itself was one word. Elizabeth had missed this at first because she had been so busy staring at the ship, but when the light hit the bottle at a certain angle, the words written on it glowed with an amber light.

Freedom.

Elizabeth closed her eyes and smiled as a single tear rolled down her cheek.

"Ms Swann?" a curious voice that Elizabeth knew all too well made her slip out of her reverie. She hastily tucked the bottle into her dress.

"Ms Swann, your father has asked me to accompany you home. Mr Turner is waiting there for you" Commodore Norrington said stiffly, holding out his arm.

Elizabeth groaned inwardly, but smiled politely as she took the Commodore's arm as he led her to their waiting carriage. Now this was one ride she was not looking forward to- awkward conversation here we come!

Captain Jack Sparrow was at the helm of the Black Pearl, pure happiness etched on every line of is face. The wind, as if echoing his happiness, was filling the Pearl's sails and the sunlight was pouring down onto the boat, lighting up the sweat glistening bodies of the rest of the Black Pearl's crew.

Snapping his compass shut, Jack stuffed it back into one of the folds of pockets in his pirate attire, where he kept his most valuable "effects". Namely, his compass, pistol, shot of rum and…

Suddenly, he froze. Letting go of the wheel, the Black Pearl took a sharp turn towards starboard.

"Cap'n?" Ana Maria shouted from the crows nest, almost angrily. "This is no time to be getting drunk at the helm!"

Jack, however, merely raised his arm, looking distractedly in his clothes. The Black Pearl keeled even more starboard. Worried now, Ana Maria slid down the lookout onto the deck, and rushed to the wheel, steadying it. Jack was patting his clothes, biting his bottom lip.

"Come on…come on…where are ye?" he muttered, as if trying to coax a small animal out of its burrow.

"Jack?" asked Gibbs nervously, coming up from below deck. "What's going on?"

Suddenly Jack looked up, and realised a small crowd of his crew had come to see what was wrong with their newly reinstated captain.

"Boys" he said, with a tinge of regret in his voice, "We've got to go back to Port Royal"

This announcement was met with a calamity of noise, most audibly Ana Maria yelling "It's the gallows for you, Jack Sparrow, if you return there! Suicide! Are you insane?"

"We've got to go back!" Jack growled, and his crew stopped yelling, the anger in Jack's voice silencing them. "We've got to" he said again, more softly this time. "There's something that I've…err, forgotten, and I need to go back and collect it, savvy? Or else… that'll be the end of Jack Sparrow as you know him" Jack paused, watching the effects his words had on the crew as he took a swig of rum.

Suddenly, he realised they were all waiting expectantly for him to say more. Jack felt slightly annoyed. "So what are you waiting for? Help turn this baby around!" he shouted at them, so they quickly resumed their old posts on the ship, but Jack didn't miss the furtive glances that were exchanged between the crew members.

Gibbs, his old friend, was the last to leave. "I guess there's more to Captain Jack Sparrow than meets the eye, eh?" he said gruffly.

"Aye" said Jack, and he felt a cold wind rise to tickle the braids in his hair.

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