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True Love

Becka pulled back from Will slowly, nuzzling him lovingly as he held her closer.

“I would kiss you some more… but as we are as high as we are.. I would fear falling to our deaths on the deck…”

Will nodded in understanding, laughing gently in her ear as he held her closer, as he nuzzled her softly. She pulled back gently, and started to laugh gently,

“maybe tonight I can kiss you some more…”

He brushed his lips over hers softly,

“Mm.. if you wish..”

She pulled back from him, laying her hand over his cheek and looking into his eyes.

“Well, I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to.”

She smiled as he put is hand to the back of her neck, pulling her close, and talking softly into her ear,

“Who says I wouldn’t want to?”

“I -- I was just commenting…”

Will shook his head, smiling as he held her close, just holding onto her for the sake of holding her in his arms.

Once Will left, Becka slowly got back to work. However it didn’t last long as she could not fully concentrate. She sighed, and climbed down the rigging, and onto the deck. She was filled with joy, and needed to express it. She hummed happily as she twirled round the deck, her eyes closed, and bumping right into another crew member. The man laughed it off softly and looked to her, as he continued to tighten the lowest sail.

“Having fun I see”

Becka blushed, as she looked at the man,

“Ummm… yes… I’m a very good mood”

He tilted his head watching her, he was smiling,

“And why is that, Miss. Sparrow?”

She turned to him, folding her hand behind her back.

“Well… you see… the love of my life told me today that he love me too, Mr. Turner… and that is the greatest feeling in all the world”

She laughed softly and took her hat off, putting onto Will’s head. She kissed his cheek softly.

“Nothing can make me upset”

Will was laughing so softly. He straightened her hat upon his brow as he pulled her close and held onto her tightly.

“Tell me… how have been joined with Jack for nigh on 5 years now, and yet I have not come across you earlier?”

She sighed softly and looked down, tracing her fingers over his fingers.

“Until about a year ago… I was being kept as a slave after the Captain of the ship I was on died, the crew sold me to a wealthy man… and by the time I got out, Jack had been dead, and brought back from the depths of Davy Jones’ Locker… and you were back in Port Royale I suppose… but we did cross paths once…”

Will’s brows knit together and he squinted as he looked at he, trying to remember ever seeing her.

“ We did…?”

She nodded sadly, holding his hands as they were pulled close to his abdomen…her own close to his. She looked down at his hands, sadly, but still in good spirits from that morning.

“Yes… you were in Tortuga, looking for Jack I suppose… and I was sadly getting drunk - I saw you get slapped by Giselle.”

He looked at her as realization dawned upon him

“You were the girl that tripped me…”

She sighed gently as she nodded

“That was me…”

He looked a little confused as he scrunched his nose lightly, looking down at her,

“ Why did you trip me?”

She laughed a little,

“I didn’t mean to! I dropped my rum and went to pick it up!”

“Ah…”

Will held her close, lovingly as he nuzzled her cheek and nose, with Becka squirming playfully.

“So you are my little rum-pot pirate, are you?”

She laughed softly and shook her head.

“ No… I’ve only be drunk once… at that time… believe me I’ll never drink again”

He smiled gently, and held her close as he kissed her nose gently. She smiled in his grip.

“Mmmmm… you look rather cute in my hat”

He had to start laughing, as he played with the curls of her hair gently.

“I do not lie Will…”

She smiled softly,

“Are you sure Elizabeth wasn’t hurt when you told her you wanted to be with me? I just feel like openly displaying our affection would upset her…”

“Yes I am sure… she… almost sounded relieved.”

“You know… its okay to be hurt Will… I mean you’ve spent what, five years being in love with her? I don’t blame you, I’m sure she is a very nice person.”

Will shook his head looking at her,

“twelve years… and she is… I do think you two could be friends”

“Twelve years? Wow… that’s a pretty long time…”

Will shrugged, nodding,

“Aye…”

Becka sighed gently and rubbed his stubble covered cheek.

“I can’t believe its been this long since I’ve seen you…”

“I know…”

He sighed softly,

“But I was right… it wasn’t goodbye”

Becka nodded gently, and sighed sadly.

“Yes… Well, I am going to lay in my hammock for a bit… feeling a little tired”

Will looked at her worriedly,

“Oh… okay.. Goodnight hunny”

She smiled gently,

“I would kiss you, but I don’t want to give you what I have”

She laughed softly taking her hat off of his head, he looked at her confused, as was to be expected.

“But.. You’ve already kissed me though,” he was pouting slightly.

She smirked gently,

“Well, yes I have, but if I were to kiss you now…you wouldn’t be wanting it…later…”

She nodded, taking her leave of her friend, who watched utterly confused. Rebecca walked below, walking passed her old cabin, where Elizabeth was sitting inside. She sighed softly, thinking. Elizabeth was reading aimlessly, sitting in the bed, the door was left open as she, completely bored, read to pass time. Becka peeked in out of habit.

“Hello Elizabeth…”

She caught the attention of the other woman, who looked up and smiled, setting her book on her lap gently.

“Hello Rebecca”

“Umm… may I come in?”

Becka was playing with her hat in shaky hands, due to her failing nerves. Elizabeth watched her as she fidgeted. She nodded and gestured to the bed.

“Of course”

Becka came in, shutting the door and sighing softly,

“How - how are you ?”

Elizabeth smiled gently,

“I am well… are you feeling better? I know were you were quite ill these passed days.”

Becka shrugged, looking around

“I feel kind of guilty, and my chest hurts…”

“Guilty? About what?”

Becka looked up at her,

“You will think me silly if I tell you…”

Elizabeth shook her head,

“ You do not know that”

Becka sighed and looked at her,

“I feel guilty because I feel like I ruined your relationship, romantically, with Will”

Elizabeth smiled sadly, and looked down her lap, before looking up to the blonde in front of her.

“To be completely honest… my heart hasn’t been truly with William for quite sometime…”

“Yes… but I don’t know… he’s been in love with you for twelve years… I just feel like I ruined it.”

Elizabeth shook her honey head,

“ His heart was never completely with me either and I know it… We’ve been all around the globe for each other… but you , you are the one that he would return to the End of the Earth to save… and its okay. I do love him - but only as a friend. I realize that now…I realized, after it was quite impossible to hell him.”

Becka sighed softly,

“I’ve wanted this for thirteen years… to be by his side and kiss him the way you did…to hear him tell me he loves me and just wants to be with me… but all I truly want is his happiness”

She moved her shirt, showing Elizabeth the tattoo of hers and Will’s initials.

“I got this when I as thirteen because I was afraid I’d never see him again… and I’ll always have him with me… still I know.”

“But Rebecca… today I got to see Will happier than I have ever in the years that I have known him… and that’s because he’s with you. I’m glad to see him happy”

She smiled brightly, but started to blush,

“Besides…. My eyes are on another…”

“Do you really think he’s happy with me? Just a few weeks ago he was calling me a pirate’s whore… and I still have the blackened eye from that punch--”

But she started to laugh gently as she heard all of Elizabeth’s words,

“I know… my brother right?”

Elizabeth turned a bright red, embarrassed because she had tried to kill said man twice - succeeding only once.

“Aye… Jack Sparrow… and yes, I think he’s really happy to be with you. It wasn’t right of him to hit you, but you must understand Will isn’t like that - not unless he’s been badly hurt - he would never hit you - well not again… when you left he threw up from the guilt of hitting you… he felt so bad…”

Rebecca nodded softly, rubbing her forehead with a white hand,

“Well… I should get going… I don’t know if I’ll make it to my hammock before I pass out. Thank you for talking with me”

She laughed but started to feel very dizzy, grabbing the doorframe lightly, to keep herself upright. Elizabeth grabbed her book, getting up out of the bed and smiled at her, even though to Becka, she looked like two people.

“Here, take your bed back… I’ll sleep in the hammock. Nothing new”

Becka shook her spinning head

“no, I can’t. I can’t do that to you… really its no big deal”

She straightened herself back up again,

“No Rebecca. I insist… besides… lovers can’t be together in a hammock… well they can but its rather difficult”

Rebecca’s blush, from either the embarrassment, or the fever, flushed bright red. She cleared her throat embarrassedly,

“Okay… thank you”

“No problem…”

Elizabeth picked up her few possessions that were in the room; leaving Will’s there, and she left, reading as she walked.

Becka collapsed onto the bed exhausted, falling right to sleep.

It was ten o’clock in the evening by the that Will’s shift for duty was finally over. He was tired, but shook it off as he came below. He headed down to the crew’s sleeping quarters, meaning to take an empty hammock. However on his way to the hammocks, he quite literally bumped into one Elizabeth Swann, who was eating an apple. She started to mildly choke as she had been swallowing when he so unceremoniously bumped into her.

“Oh! Elizabeth I’m sorry”

She looked up trying not to laugh as she finally finished coughing, and swallowed hard, regaining her slightly scratchy - due to the kamikaze apple -

“ Its alright. If you are looking for Becka, she is back in what was our cabin”

“Oh..um… okay thank you…”

Elizabeth nodded and took another bite of the green apple, before laying down in her hammock. William was extremely confused as to where is was actually going to sleep… so he simply walked to Becka’s cabin and leaned in, planning to check in on her, and go to sleep in an empty hammock.

Becka had long ago woken up and was reading in bed. The covers were pulled up, her hat tilted down over her eyes as she lay in the bed, reading. Will knocked gently on the door frame with one knuckle as he watched her - noticing that in fact she was awake. She heard his knocking and looked up, before smiling brightly and getting out of the bed. She put her book down and walked towards him.

“Hello Stranger…”

He smiled, leaning against the door frame with one shoulder. His arms were folded over his chest, his ankle crossed over the other, the foot resting its weight on the toe of his boot. He smiled gently as he saw her.

“Hello… are you feeling better?”

Becka put her arms around her and pulled him close

“Mmhmm… much better”

Will smiled brightly, and hugged her tightly,

“I’m glad to hear that, you had me a little worried earlier when you left me up on deck… I was very afraid that you were going to fall very ill again.

“Me too…”

She pulled her head back, resting her chin on his upper chest, looking up at him as she hugged him.

“So you finally got off of duty”

“Aye… finally off duty, and just coming and checking on to see if you are indeed feeling better”

She nodded,

“I feel fine … what you going to do now?”

“Probably go rest in a hammock until Jack needs me again, I suppose.”

Rebecca couldn’t keep her disappointment from showing. She pouted a little as she looked at him, gripping the collar of his shirt gently.

“Aww… really?”

Will looked at her oddly, as he played with spun gold curls of her hair, running his fingers through them lovingly,

“Why ?”

“Because I want you to stay here with me… I promise I’ll let you play with my hair as long as you’d like luv”

Will had to laugh softly, his laugh seemed like it could light up the darkest room. He continued to touch her hair gently,

“And if Jack should catch me?”

Becka shrugged, looking up at him and touched his fair - slightly dirty face gently.

“Well… we are together now.. And I’m a grown woman. I can make my own decisions in this life”

“Mmm… than I’ll stay here…”

He lifted her hand gently, brushing it to his warm soft lips. Becka sighed softly in content.

“ I mean of course I won’t make you do anything you aren’t willing to do”

“I know luv… and I wouldn’t to you either”

She smiled, his hands now on her hips gently… she put her hands on his shoulders to complete the embrace.

“Elizabeth told me she’s never seen you this happy before”

“She would be right…

“You know, I was afraid that you being in love with her for twelve years would make you love me less… but after talking with her I feel ashamed to even thinking that.”

He smiled and nuzzled her cheek gently, as he spoke

“But I’m sure that I told you the same thing…”

“I know… I just -- I guess after thirteen years of being away from you, I’m afraid of getting my heart broken”

He looked up at her, looking into her eyes, searching for her meaning.

“I would not ever hurt you -- not again”

He swallowed unable to think about how he had hit her… still very much regretting it, like the moment after he had done it.

“I know hun…”

Becka pressed her forehead to his

“After seeing you and kissing you and feeling your hands touch me I can’t leave and I won’t leave because I can’t live without you there…”

Will smiled gently, turning his head slightly, resting it against hers a little more different as he slowly ran his finger tips down her chest, between her breasts, until the bottom of her collar - where it finally closed - stopped him, as he watched. Becka bit her lip, enjoying the soft touch.

“Mmm…what are you thinking about this very moment?”

She took his warm hand into her own. He held her hand and leaned in slightly, his words soft as he looked at her lips.

“Wondering what it tastes like…”

“What what tastes like?”

She leaned in slightly closer. Will leaned further, whispering softly into her ear.

“What you taste like…”

She smiled gently, answering him with her own whisper,

“Would you like to find out?”

“Mmm… very much so… but I would never put you in a position that would compromise your honour…”

She laughed softly, knowing him to be a good man.

“Tis my decision, and I don’t want to wait till a marriage… lift isn’t guaranteed, and I would hate to be without you forever if something were to happen…”

“If you are sure…”

Will ran his hands through her hair, as she pulled him closer, kissing him. Will wrapped his arms around and pulled her closer, against his body as he leaned back against the door. The door shut, rather loudly as he reached behind himself, and turned the key in the inside lock of the door, therefore locking the door to prevent nosey crew members from walking in on them in their loving passionate moments. His hands explored her hair, trailing down her back before coming to rest on her backside. Becka pulled back from his lips, panting softly.

“One last time…. Becka, are you okay?”

She smiled and touched his face,

“I’m more than okay… I just want to make sure this is real”

She leaned in, kissing her William’s neck softly...

He smiled softly…