that was very good very sad but very good well done

Chapter three!
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Elizabeth rose and took Will by his rough hand. He stiffened, his meal threatening to reappear. This was it; she had realised that she had made a grave mistake in marrying him and desired to end their marriage for a man of a higher station than the lowly blacksmith that he was. Or else she could bear his melancholy no longer and felt that the only place for him was an asylum. Other similarly dreadful scenarios raced through his mind, and the serious expression on Elizabeth’s face did nothing to quell these fears.
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No! Will! The great readers and writers at may love angst and character torture, but we would NEVER let Elizabeth dump you in an asylum!! Aww! And lowly blacksmith? Sure, and Gilette's a good man.
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A small nod was the only outward response she provoked from Will. Inside, he was battling the tears of pain that threatened to overwhelm him. His heart had twisted with agony when Elizabeth had spoken Jack’s name as the memories of the hanging came back to haunt him.
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No! Elizabeth, you are NOT helping! Poor Will. We should Obliviate him...
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Will’s head dropped and he turned away, face burning with shame. "I – I’m sorry, Elizabeth. I – I should not have allowed such things to happen. I understand if you wish to end our marriage."
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NEVER! She would have no right! You're a GOOD man!
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"I can’t have done, Elizabeth; it’s unnatural! Wrong!"
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No! Really it's NOT. A little odd to have your wife stating, but you're Will Turner! We like you no matter what! She still loves you! Don't deny it!
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That was a good story! Officially my first-ever PotC slash fic and I liked it! Darn it, hopefully not *another* fandom... I really liked that! I wasn't expecting Elizabeth to tell Will that she knew about him and Jack but that was a better way to handle it. I can't believe I waited so long to read it!

Chapter two!
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They sat down in silence and Elizabeth unpacked the food, guilt eating at her for the slip. To some it was but a small slip; to Will, it was everything. She watched him closely as he reluctantly took a small bite of the sandwich but ate no more, took in his slumped posture and his downcast eyes, the melancholy that was wrapped so tightly around his very soul. For Elizabeth, it was heartbreaking to see Will go from being full of life and happiness to this almost lifeless, despairing creature. It had been a year since Captain Jack Sparrow had departed this world, and Will had not even started to deal with the fact. Elizabeth resolved to broach the subject with him that evening.
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Oh no. She slipped! I feel so bad for poor Will, so angsty *tries to hide smile at great story*. Yes. Angst Will is sad...no smiles... sad... Ah, anyway, she's going to approach the subject?? NO!
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Elizabeth suppressed the urge to strangle him. "Would you care to elaborate a little more?"
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Good idea. Strangling would only have made him suicidal. Don't need that for a man working in a SWORD shop, ALONE, do we?
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Recalled the adventure he had gone on a year later, when Elizabeth had been in England for six months, when Jack had swanned into Port Royal and ‘borrowed with every intention of returning’ him for various wild adventures, in which both Will and Jack had stared death in the face on multiple occasions. That had been the best time of Will’s life, the time he had spent on the open seas on the Black Pearl with Jack.
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Aww. Isn't Jack great!?!?!?! Of course he had 'every intention of returning'! LOL!
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Will glanced up from the horseshoe he was making and sighed, nodding as he wiped sweat from his forehead. "I should," he agreed. "Except I am sure she is all too aware of the dinner at her father’s tonight that we are expected to attend."
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*smiles sadly* That would be funny, my angsty friend, if you weren't... I don't know... wallowing in grief, self-pity... that sort of thing.
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Will’s stomach tightened form anxiety at the prospect; this talk that Elizabeth had probably spent most of the day rehearsing could not be good. "What about?" he asked nervously.
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Oh. Well, eat something, Will. You're going to need it.

*sigh* I have to go to bed now. >_< Stupid school. LOL Well, I'll read the rest tomorrow! I hope Elizabeth helps him. Great chapter, mellon-nin! I love this story! Very believable.

Look who's back! Now let's see... Slash mellon-nin? Aw... I'm sure your fantastic writing will override any slash-- and maybe I'll get hooked! LOL I wouldn't doubt it. Well, on with the story!
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Gilette retained his triumphant smile. "In the cells not built by Turner, sir." He pointedly looked over at skilled blacksmith Will.
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*snorts* Stupid moron. Hang him. HANG GILETTE!
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Gilette caught on and hurriedly departed. Norrington faced the Turners, his face taking on an apologetic expression. "I am sorry, but the law dictates that this is the course I must take."
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NO!
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Elizabeth nodded, a sad smile on her face. "I know. I just – I wish it didn’t have to end this way."
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Oh stop it! You're making him sad! SHUT UP WOMAN AND GET ON WITH MORE WILL ANGST!
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"Nothin’s wrong, mate," replied Jack. His face took on a more serious, earnest expression. "William, I need you to understand this. I’ve made my peace. I know I’m goin’ to die tomorrow mornin’ and I’m ready for it. Occupational hazard of bein’ a pirate. I’m ready for this." His voice took on a stern, yet still gentle, tone. "I don’t want you to do anythin’. Hear me?"
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Will is still going to do something, right? RIGHT? Jack isn't going to die! HE CAN'T! JACK SPARROW FOREVER!
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The noose was placed around Jack’s neck.
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*breathes heavily*
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It was tightened.
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*very, very nervous now*
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Jack raised his head and met Will’s eyes. His gaze, conveying every emotion towards the young blacksmith that he had ever felt, never faltered.
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*whimpers*
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The hangman pulled the trapdoor lever.
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*eyes fill with tears*
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Jack dropped.
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*screams*
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He hung there like a puppet with all save the head string cut. The crowd cheered.
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*can't speak for several moments* *glares at imagined crowd* You creeps.
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Do you need me to tell you how amazed I am that you killed off Jack?? POOR JACK! Murderer. LOL Well I guess the only good that can come of this... lots and lots of Will angst!!

Glad to see a semi-happy ending. Nice Elizabeth.

Wow. That was...depressing. Very, very, good, and I guess angst is MEANT to be depressing...But I wasn't prepared. Now I'm crying and I have to go read some humor.

Interesting. And sad. I liked it. Though... nothing having to do with your writing but the word Gilette always makes me laugh. lol. Sorry. But it was very good.

Elizabeth is truly a saint! I cannot imagine that I would be so forgiving, whomever my hubby had slept with.

I do hope they can heal their relationship and be happy again!

Thanks for writing this touching fic!

Oh wow that was really sad! Now I have to reread what happened in the cell...cause I didn't think there was anything more than implication...great story!! I really loved it. This would be my first Jack/Will slash. Good one!

And jeez, what a compromising wife. ;)

That was sweet. Touching yet cautious, and dialogue very much in character. There was emotion coming from all those understated brush offs from Jack. Nice.

Aw... and I don't even like Elizabeth. But this was sweet. Oh, damn, no! I don't want to like/have respect for/identify with Elizabeth Swann! Damn, damn, damn!

You have won me over - but only temporarily. Hmpf.

Once again, you've written an adorable and touching story. I love it.

Aww... this is so sad... you're making me sad! :(

But really, your story is so good. You write these characters so true to form, as if you created them. I'm so envious of your talent.

More! More soon!

Grief that lasts longer than 6 months has developed into a depression. Does Elizabeth have any notion that Jack and Will had a deeper relationship?

I'm curious to see what she will say. It seems that no one has been able to get through to him yet.

Poor Will. It must be terrible to have to go on under the circumstances. I hope he will allow Elizabeth to help all she can.

Update soon!

Aww this so sad! *tears*...maybe in the holiday spirit...we could update again!