I've thought there was something between Jack and Elizabeth since the first moment they saw each other (when he rescued her in the first movie)...I'm not sure what I want to happen in the 3rd movie, but this is what I think at the moment. And as for people saying that Jack can't love...he's a fairly emotional guy, so I wouldn't bet on it, even if he wouldn't necessarily be a faithful husband.

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He wants her. She has to know it, all the half-joking remarks and the way he stares at her when they are alone on deck together. He tells her that, being captain, he can perform a wedding ceremony on his own ship. She laughs, but he sees the half-incredulous, half-darkened look in her eyes, and he knows she’s been away from Will too long. Long enough that she might do something…stupid.

It amuses him that Will had looked at him strangely when he’d told Elizabeth that it would never have worked between them. Did Turner really believe he’d been completely joking? He laughs under his breath and downs another glass of rum—the stuff they have on board isn’t nearly as strong as the grog in Tortuga—pondering his strange existence. The damn compass won’t work because he isn’t sure what it is he truly desires, is that it? He shakes his head and pours himself another glass.

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He sees the look she gives him when they discover the chest with Davy Jones’s heart. She is—unknowingly—sitting right on top of it and she opens the compass and stares at him because it is pointing to him (though, thinks Jack, the straight, two-ended needle is pointing to her as well). Maybe it is the chest she truly desires, but that isn’t what is written on her face when he glances at her.

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Her mouth is on his, soft but so bloody intense, and he wonders just where she learned to kiss so well, but he abandons the thought and takes her into his arms, ignoring Will Turner who is in the lifeboat and most likely staring at them. Damn if he is going to give away this opportunity.

He feels her chaining him to something, the mast maybe, and he kisses her even more fiercely. She is sacrificing him to save the others, and he loves her for it, because he knows that she is sacrificing herself too. She will hate herself forever because she loves him.

She’s no lady. She’s a pirate. Jack closes his eyes and pulls her closer, losing himself in the kiss.

As she pulls away, looking dazed, and they exchange words about who is not sorry and who is a pirate, Jack idly wonders how many problems this is going to cause in the future. He knows that he will come back—Jack Sparrow never dies. He almost grins at the look he knows will be on Elizabeth’s face when he returns. And the look on Will’s.

“Sorry, mate,” he thinks. Then there is no more time to think, for the Kraken arrives to collect its due.

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