Title: Tropical Island

Review: Changing a bit in POTC. Instead of Jack and Elizabeth getting stranded on the island Will and Elizabeth get stranded. Think, a day on a tropical island with the love of your life sound good? Sure does to Will and Elizabeth.

Disclaimer: Not mine. So don't not say that I didn't not say that it isn't mine.

Will was in a row boat. That was how Norrington got rid of the 'trash'. 'Oh just give it a row boat and it'll be fine' was probably his saying. Will had no idea where he was going. No idea what to do. He looked up at the ship. Up at Elizabeth. It would be the last time that he would see her. Unless...

Elizabeth looked down at Will sitting in the boat. She felt her heart reach out to him. That kiss...That kiss didn't mean nothing, she knew that it meant everything to both of them. So what was she doing standing on the Dauntless when the true love of her life was sitting in a row boat?

She looked down at the water. The jump probably wouldn't even be as bad as the one she did off the Black Pearl. She looked around her. Norrington and her father had already busied themselves with maps and compasses. She looked back down at Will before climbing onto the rail and jumping into the water.

She landed with a huge splash. Will had watched the whole thing and was still shocked when she hoisted herself into his row boat. She was still in Norrington's jacket so this time she wasn't wearing see through clothes but Will still looked at her dumbfounded.

"Row Will!" Will jumped to life as he realised that Norrington and her father had realised what had happened and were now yelling at him. He started rowing fast and went with the current. It would take them a while to launch another boat and he would try to cover as much ground between now and then.

He quickly set about rowing away quickly and looked up to the ship to see Norrington glowering down at him. He winced, this would not be the way that this ended, he knew that for sure.

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Will had been rowing for about a few hours and the sun was setting. He stopped and looked at the sun set. It was beautiful and it reminded him painfully of the island. He glanced at Elizabeth, she was lying down opposite to him with her feet dangling off the edge of the boat. Her face was peaceful and her beauty radiated strongly from her.

He found himself wanting her. Craving her. Wanting to take her as his and to kiss her. To show his love for her in more ways than one. A lot more ways. To give her the world. To share the rest of his life with her. To show her everything he knew, all the beauty and fairness in the world that counteracted all the unfairness and ugliness.

But then there was Norrington. And her promise to him. Could he make her go back on her choice, on her word to that...

They could leave all of this behind. Norrington, her father, Jack... Oh no, Jack! He'd promised that he would come back for him. He couldn't go back on that, it didn't matter if it wasn't aloud or not. One thing that he would never break is a promise, dangerous as it was he couldn't turn away from it. They had to go after Barbossa and Jack, they had to go after the Black Pearl.

He took a compass from his pocket. Jack's compass. Elizabeth had given it to him after they'd left the Dauntless, Jack had passed it to her when they'd been captured and told her to give it to him. The Dauntless would eventually have to go back to the treasure trove and Will would wait there.

Then Will looked back at Elizabeth, in all of this he'd forgotten about Elizabeth. He couldn't let her get hurt, he would wait until she'd woken and then he'd present her her choices and give her the chance to make her own decisions. She deserved that at least. She hadn't chosen to be swept up in all of this. It had chosen her.

He sighed deeply and looked at where the compass pointed and rowed without caring. He wasn't rowing leisurely, he was rowing without thinking. Only changing his direction to suit the compass. His body was tired, his arms immensely so but training in the forge taught him to ignore pain. Especially pain from arms and hands.

Nothing mattered now but fulfilling his word and making sure that his only tie to his father wouldn't die a completely painful death. Not completely.

AN: I'm sorry for the short chapter...No Jack in this one, that's why it's short...Sorry to all the Jack lovers out there, I just figured that I should concentrate on Will and Elizabeth in this one. Since this is the aftermath of the acception of the proposal....Didn't put that much stuff in here either....Don't worry, I'll tie this all up.