I'm back with another chapter! I've rediscovered my love for writing POTC fanfiction in the last couple of weeks, and have a couple of other Willabeth things that I want to look into. I've got almost one chapter of another one written and would like to put it up this week so I'd really like it if people would check it out. But right now enjoy chapter 19!

Against the Rules

Chapter 19

Previously on Against the Rules...

"What kind of guys did you used to date?" the smiled disappeared immediately from Elizabeth's face. She was silent and Will saw the panic enter her eyes.

"Soooo..."

"So what?" Elizabeth tried to juggle her cup of coffee and the phone in her hands.

"So tell me all about your date?" Katie said impatiently. Elizabeth rolled her eyes and looked at the clock. It was just gone half 7 in the morning and Katie had already rung twice. The first time she had been cut off when Elizabeth had had to get into the shower. The second had been as she was making coffee.

"Katie, I need to get to work."

"No." Katie huffed. "Tell me something, one thing!"

"We went to a lovely Italian restaurant. The food was lovely and the company was entertaining. There, that's all you need to know." Elizabeth said.

"You still haven't given me a name."

"And I'm not going to. I don't want to jinx thins so you'll know a name when ii think she should know it." Even Katie couldn't argue with Elizabeth's tone.

"Fine." She grumbled. "Can we at least go for a drink tonight?"

"Sure." Elizabeth grinned.

"Great. I'll call you later." The line went dead and Elizabeth smiled as she put the phone down. Even though Will hadn't stayed the night before she was still in an incredibly good mood. Looking back at the clock Elizabeth started when she realised she had 20 minutes before she needed to leave.

Will walked into the kitchen whistling and stopped when he was confronted by what looked like a wall of boxes. Whilst he had been on his date the night before Craig and Amie had started to move their stuff in.

"Will?" Amie's voice came from inside the boxes. "Is that you?"

"Yeah." Will picked his way through the boxes until he found the table in the middle of the room.

Amie was sat at the table, watching him almost nervously. They had not spoken to each other since Amie had come to see Will and admitted that she knew about him and Elizabeth. Seeing her now Will came to the realisation that he was no longer angry with her. He had been just after she had left, but over the past couple of days he had realised that it had been inevitable that someone would eventually realise what was happening and Amie had always been very observant, what others tended not to notice she most certainly would.

Settling down in the chair opposite her Will offered what he hoped was a reassuring smile.

"Look Will, about the other day..." Amie began, but Will cut her off.

"Don't worry Amie, it's fine." He told her gently. Amie smiled with obvious relief.

"So, what exactly is going on?" Will sighed.

"I can't talk about this now." Amie's face fell again. "We will talk about it, but right now I'm not sure I want to face up to the reality of this just yet." Standing up he gave her another smile. "Do you need a lift to school?"

Will stopped the car outside Amie's school and cut the engine. Amie had been very quiet on the journey.

"Tell me something Will." She said quietly after a moment. Will looked up. "Is she worth it? All the trouble this could and probably will cause, is she worth it?" Will didn't answer for a moment but a tender look entered his eyes, one that Amie had never seen before.

"Yes." He replied simply.

Elizabeth sank thoughtfully into a sofa in the teacher lounge. She was so engrossed in a pile of work she was marking that she didn't realise James had sat down next to her until he spoke.

"So, a little birdy tells me that you had a date last night." Elizabeth started and glared at him.

"Don't creep up on me like that!"

"I wasn't creeping!" James protested. "Tell me about your date!"

"You're as bad as Katie." Elizabeth grumbled. James' grin just widened.

"Tell me." He whined. Luckily Elizabeth was saved from further interrogation by the bell. With a smile back at James she hurried off towards her first class.

Her sixth form class were already in and seated when Elizabeth got there.

"Sorry I'm late class." She kept her eyes forward, not making eye contact with Will for fear that she would not be able to stop the smile that would surely break out. Settling down behind her desk she surveyed the class in front of her.

"So I've been marking the essays you submitted last week and I have to say I was very impressed." She smiled as many of the students looked at each other in surprise; they had obviously not been expecting her to say that. "I really was, but there is still work to be done." This drew a soft groan from the students; the loudest was most definitely coming from Jack Sparrow. Elizabeth hid a smile as she took in the look on his face. Hard work was obviously not something that came easily to Jack Sparrow. Next to him Will was hiding a smirk as well. Catching her eye Will gave her a quick wink, which caused Elizabeth's heart to speed up. She resisted the urge to smile back; instead she concentrated her gaze on the computer screen in front of her.

The lesson seemed to pass unbearably slowly. Elizabeth enjoyed being able to see Will, bit being in such close proximity to him but unable to do anything about it was torture. Elizabeth couldn't help but keep throwing glances is way, especially when he wasn't aware. She loved watching him, the way he smiled when he was talking to Jack, the twinkle in his eyes and the way he laughed softly when Jack did something stupid.

A couple of times Will had looked up and caught her watching him, in those moments she felt frozen to the spot, unable to move, enthralled by his gaze. The worst part of it was Will knew exactly what effect he had on her and revelled in it and took every opportunity to use it to his advantage. He gave a smirk every time he caught her glance, which caused her to blush and hide her face behind the computer screen.

Finally the bell went for lunch, and for Elizabeth it couldn't have come sooner. As the class filed out she watched Will slowly pack up, clearly stalling for time. Jack came up looking at his watch and said something to Will before clapping him on the back and walking out, leaving Will and Elizabeth alone. It took only a quick look around for Will to quickly close the door and in a few quick strides he was by her side. Elizabeth wasted no time, reaching up and pulled his head down so that she could kiss him. Will responded enthusiastically, pushing against the table he threaded his fingers through her hair. Elizabeth moaned into his mouth as his tongue slipped into her mouth.

A bang followed by loud laughing just outside the door pulled them back to reality.

"You don't think..." Elizabeth said, a little panicked, Will shook his head.

"I think if anyone had seen anything we would know about it." He said. Elizabeth nodded, loosening up a bit. Pulling Will's arm so she was sure they were out of sight of the door she leaned up and brushed their lips together again.

"I wanted to thank you again for last night." She murmured against his lips. She could feel Will smiling as he pulled back a fraction to place a tender kiss on her temple.

"You're very welcome." She slid her arms round his waist pulling him close and closing her eyes.

They stayed in this position for a couple of minutes before Elizabeth sighed heavily.

"As much as I would love to carry on and stay here with you, I have a meeting in five minutes." Will smiled and kissed her forehead gently.

"That's ok. I have some work to finish up anyway." Elizabeth regretfully pulled away and handed Will his bag so he could hike it up onto his shoulder.

"Well I'll let you get to your meeting." Will said, locking eyes with her.

"Yeah I'll see you after lunch." Leaning down Will gave her a quick kiss before he turned and left the room.

Elizabeth settled in the staff room as James, Gibbs and a few of the other teachers began their meeting. For a few minutes she worked on autopilot, barely listening to what was happening around her. She only tuned in when James asked her a question.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" she said as James looked at her expectantly.

"I was just asking if your sixth form and GCSE classes were on target for their end of term goals." He asked again. Elizabeth shifted a couple of pages of her notes and nodded.

"Yes, there are a couple of boys in my year 10 class who may need to be looked at, but for the most part it seems that a large majority of the students are either on target or exceeding their targets which is very good news." James smiled.

"That's good to hear." He looked down at his list again. "Now, we're at the time when our sixth formers are finishing their university applications, they should have all handed in their personal statements by now but if any of them do need help I have advised them to approach Elizabeth." He looked to Elizabeth to make sure it was ok; she nodded and made a quick note of it on her papers. "Now, if you see a student who looks like they might need some assistance, especially the teachers that take the general studies sessions, then talk to them and direct them to either myself or Elizabeth."

The meeting carried on much in the same vein and Elizabeth found that she only needed to be just listening to get all the information. Finally James stood up and tucked his folders under his arm.

"That'll be all, thanks for coming and have a good afternoon." Gibbs was the first up and headed over to the the kettle. James spoke a few words to the other teachers before he came and sat down next to Elizabeth again.

"So you ran away from me this morning, tell me what happened last night. What did you tell Katie the guys name was?" Elizabeth laughed at his poorly disguised attempt at getting information for Katie.

"I didn't tell Katie the name of the guy and I'm not going to tell you." She punctuated the last word with a poke to his ribs. James grimaced and shook his head.

"I told Katie that that wouldn't work." Elizabeth grinned.

"She should have listened. That woman is too sneaky for her own good." James shook his head and yawned loudly.

"So you two are going out for a drink tonight?" Elizabeth nodded.

"Yeah, we haven't hung out together in a while."

"That's good means I can have an early night I am absolutely shattered." James yawned again to prove his point.

Will stared at the work in front of him and twirled his pen round in his fingers. Pulling the open textbook towards him he flipped through the pages until he found the one he was looking for. Bending his head back down he started to write. A shadow fell over his work and Will looked up slowly to find Jack grinning at him.

"William. What are you doing?" Will arched an eyebrow.

"It's called work Jack, it might be a foreign concept to you, but for some of us it's something we have to do every day." Jack snorted.

"Whatever, I'm hungry come to the canteen with me."

"Didn't you just go to lunch with Amie?"

"Nah, she wanted to spend lunch with her friends today so I just came back." Jack replied scratching his head. Will thought for a second before closing his textbook.

"Go on then I'm pretty hungry too."

The canteen was packed as Will and Jack made their way down past the kids who queued up against the wall. Grabbing a couple of trays they filed in as the queue moved slowly along.

"So what are you guys doing for Christmas this year?" Jack asked, Will shrugged.

"I guess just spend it at home. It'll be the first one with Craig and Amie with us." He paused and looked at Jack. "So I'm assuming you'll be there most of the time." Jack grinned back at him.

"You know me too well mate." Reaching out he pulled a plate of pasta onto his tray. "Besides, Christmas in the Sparrow household is not what you could describe as festive."

"I know! I still carry the scars from the last time I spent Christmas at your house!" Will shot Jack a glare, which caused his best friend to laugh.

"It wasn't that bad! My mum gets a little...handsy when she's drunk."

"I was 15 Jack! I saw things that day that I can never unsee." Jack laughed again.

"Welcome to my world mate!" Will shook his head again.

"It's no wonder you've turned out how you have." He grinned as they paid for their lunch. Jack frowned.

"What do you mean by that?" Will sat down and raised his eyebrows.

"You know." He gestured with his knife. "You're...you know..." Jack continued to look mystified and Will gave up. "Never mind, it's not important."

When the bell went for the end of lunch Elizabeth was already in her classroom. She had stayed to talk to James for a little longer after their conversation in the staffroom, but then he'd been called into a meeting with the headmaster. Elizabeth had sat in the staffroom until she had finished her lunch before heading up to her classroom to carry on with her marking.

She was putting the finishing touches to the essay she was marking when the bell went. Making sure the pages were all in order she placed the essay back into its folder and started getting out her plans for the lesson. Her students filed in talking quietly amongst themselves. Will and Jack were the last ones in; Jack was in the middle of a story, gesturing wildly with his hands. Will was laughing and reaching out he clapped Jack on the shoulder as they reached their seats. Elizabeth allowed a small smile and started to place the sheets on the desks. When she reached Will's desk she allowed her hand to linger on the desk, reaching out Will slid the paper out from under her fingers, allowing his thumb to ghost over her hand. Elizabeth suppressed the shiver that ran down her spine as she walked away from Will, feeling his eyes on her back the entire time.

"Right, this is our last lesson before the Christmas break." Elizabeth said when she got back to the head of the class. "And whilst I want you to relax and have fun over Christmas, I would still like it if you would work on some things. Because I don't want people coming back in January and forgetting everything you'd done this term." Looking round the room she saw the guilty expression on some of the student's faces, which told her they'd been planning on doing nothing over the break. Jack's face told her that he'd forgotten most of what they'd learnt this term already.

"So, on the sheet I've given you is a list of techniques and essay questions which I would like you to at least look at and make some notes on, I would of course prefer it if you answered the questions but." She shrugged and looked at her watch. "Right we should try and have some fun now."

Leaving the students to their own devices Elizabeth carried on marking the essays she had been doing during lunch, only glancing up every couple of minutes to make sure that everything was ok. With sixth form she tended to watch them less, for the most part they were more mature and knew how to behave.

It was about twenty minutes before the end that she felt her phone buzz in her desk. Luckily it was on some paper and so the noise was muffled. Looking round the class to make sure no eyes were on her Elizabeth put her hand out and inched the phone nearer her on the desk, making sure it was out of sight of the students. She brought up the message and smiled immediately.

You look so cute sitting up there biting your lip...

Elizabeth's eyes sought out Will and found him smiling as she twirled his phone round in his hand. With one hand Elizabeth began to type out a reply.

You shouldn't have your phone out in class. But you are very sweet, you're looking pretty good yourself.

She sent the message and watched Will out of the corner of as he checked his phone. A small tugged his mouth and he looked up at her briefly. Next to him Jack leaned over, obviously to see what the text said, and Elizabeth felt herself panicking slightly. But Will effortlessly moved the phone out of Jack's way and slid it back into his pocket. Elizabeth forced herself to came down, it wouldn't do for her to be getting worked up about every little thing that happened.

Finally the bell rang and Elizabeth heaved a sigh of relief. It had been a long day and she was happy that it had finished. Dismissing the class with a wave of her hand she sat back in her chair and yawned. She could sense Will watching her out of the corner of her eye but made no move to look at him. She knew he would not be offended by her ignoring him as they did not want to bring suspicion down on them. She began to pack up her bag and looked up just as Will and Jack disappeared out of the room.

The last student had barely got out of the door before Elizabeth's phone began ringing. Picking it up Elizabeth answered it without looking at the name on the screen.

"Hello."

"So about tonight?" Elizabeth laughed.

"There's a work Katie, it's called hello. You use it at the start of conversations, especially on the phone because it's polite."

"Bah!" Katie scoffed. "No time to be polite when there's drinking to be done!"

"I can't get drunk tonight Katie." Elizabeth warned. "I have to work tomorrow."

"I know, I know." Katie sighed. "God your job makes you so boring!" Elizabeth chose to ignore the jab, knowing that Katie didn't mean it.

"When do you want to meet?" she asked instead.

"About half 7ish?"

"Sounds good, I'll call you later when I get home." Elizabeth said goodbye and hung up the phone as she continued to pack away her things.

Phil was looking through the accounts for the bar when there came a sharp knock at his front door. With a sigh he stood up and made his way to the front door, as the knocking came again. Pulling it open he was confronted by John, who was leaning against the door frame.

"About time mate." John grinned, patting Phil on the shoulder he breezed past him into the flat.

"Why don't you come in." Phil muttered pushing the door shut and following John into his living room.

"Do you want a drink?" he asked as John settled down in a chair.

"Beer, if you have any." John replied. Phil nodded and going through to the kitchen opened the fridge to get the beer. When he came back through John was looking at his phone.

"Why aren't you at work?" Phil asked as he handed John his beer.

"I didn't feel like it." John shrugged, he had never actually told Phil what he did and whenever Phil had asked he had been evasive and vague, preferring instead to change the subject.

"It's nice for some." Phil grunted slumping back into his chair. John grinned again, but the smile didn't reach his eyes which remained cold and grey.

"Cheer up Phil; you work in a bar, so you don't keep the same hours as everyone else."

"Why are you here?" Phil asked changing the subject. John took a large swig of his beer.

"I was bored, and thought you might wanna go out for a drink." Phil gestured to the paper that was strewn across his desk.

"I'm a little busy."

"Ahhhhh come on Phil, one drink won't kill you!" Phil opened his mouth to say no, but then closed it. Looking at his papers he made the decision that he didn't want to see the papers anymore and that he needed a drink.

"Fine, come on then." Draining his beer in one he stood up and grabbed his jack.

The two men arrived at the bar and settled on stools next to the bar.

"What do you want?" John asked, pulling out his wallet.

"Just a pint." Phil replied looking around the bar. It was very full for a weekday and they were lucky to grab a table at the very back of the bar, tucked mostly out of sight.

"There you are." Phil nodded his thanks.

"So how's the bar doing?" John asked. Phil shrugged and took a sip of his drink.

"Well enough, I mean it's a good time of year for us. One of our busiest so in that respect I'm very busy." John nodded.

"Good, good." They lapsed into silence as they continued to drink.

Elizabeth had decided to drive, so there would be no way that Katie could make her drink more than she wanted to. When they pulled into the car park of the bar they found very few parking spaces.

"It's busy for a week night." Katie commented as she shut the car door.

"Yeah." Elizabeth pulled her jacket closer around her and shivered. It was a cold clear night and when she looked up Elizabeth could see the stars. "Come on let's get inside."

Elizabeth got the first two drinks and carried them to a small table in the middle of the bar. Katie had managed to grab it from two people as they were leaving and was sat with her hand on the other chair possessively glaring at anyone who looked like they might want to steal the chair. Elizabeth placed her drink in front of her and took a swig of her own.

"So you still haven't told me anything really about your date!" Katie said immediately. Elizabeth rolled her eyes.

"Really?"

"Yes really, it seemed that James failed in his job to get information out of you about it. So I thought I'd try a more direct approach."

"Katie, everything you do is the 'direct approach'" Elizabeth laughed. "But I'm still not going to tell you anything."

"Elizabeth!" Katie whined and pouted. "I'm your best friend, we tell each other everything!"

"No we don't Katie; there are plenty of things you've never told me,"

"Like what?"

"Like the time you dated that guy back in uni who tried to make you star in that porn film with him." Katie's eyes widened.

"How did you know about that?"

"It doesn't matter how I know, you didn't tell me about it." Katie seemed to be in too much shock to argue back. The look on her face was so comical that Elizabeth couldn't help but laugh.

It was a few minutes later that Elizabeth started to get the uncomfortable feeling that she was being watched. Looking up, her eyes scanned round the bar, looking for anyone who might be looking in their direction. Upon seeing no one in the crown who appeared to be looking at them Elizabeth turned her attention back to Katie. But could still feel that there were eyes on her, the hairs on the back of her neck were standing up and Elizabeth was beginning to feel uneasy.

John had spotted her the moment she and her friend had walked through the door. He'd been looking in the direction of the door when it had swung open and there was she was.

Elizabeth.

John had recognised Katie as well, but she was of no importance to him. All he cared about was Elizabeth. Thankful that he had chosen a corner of the bar where he wouldn't be seen easily he watched her long enough to see what table she was at before he turned his attention back to Phil, who naturally hadn't seen anything. John liked hanging out with the man because he enjoyed seeing how simply his mind worked, how little he saw and how little he understood. Phil was rambling on and on about a small incident that had happened at work the day before, John only half listened, nodding in all the right places and saying the right words.

The rest of his attention was focused on Elizabeth, watching how she talked animatedly to Katie and laughed. In the time since she had left him Elizabeth had grown even more beautiful, her hair was shinning every time she turned her head and it caught the light. Her smile was broad and made her entire face light up. It was something that John relished in, his revenge would come all the more sweeter if she was really happy, and then he would take it away.

There was a moment when Elizabeth started looking around the bar, as if searching for someone, a frown on her face. She knew she was being watched, John realised, and the smile on his face widened. He was hidden well, she wouldn't see him. But he knew what would be playing on her mind, the worries that she would be thinking of. The slight sense of panic that would enter her eyes when she didn't know quite what was happening. He had seen it before, and he had missed it.

Elizabeth could not shake off the uneasy feeling all evening. She was happy to leave the bar with Katie and head back to her flat.

"Are you ok?" Katie asked as they neared the car. She hadn't drunk as much as Elizabeth had expected her to which led her to think that maybe Katie was finally growing up.

"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just tired that's all." Katie nodded but she didn't look like she believed her, but she didn't press it, for which Elizabeth was thankful.

"I've got another art showing next week. Bill Turner has some more work he wanted to show at the gallery. Will you come?" Katie asked as Elizabeth drove her home. Elizabeth mentally ran through her calendar for the next week in her head.

"I don't see why not. Yeah it'll be fun, I enjoyed the last one." Katie beamed.

"Great!"

Elizabeth dropped Katie off at her flat and drove home deep in thought. As she let herself into her flat she realised how tired she was. After sending a quick text to Will saying goodnight she got undressed and called into bed, her mind still on the feeling she had experienced in the pub. She had not had had a feeling like that since she had been with John and it had been one that she didn't think she would ever experience again.

Trying to put it from her mind Elizabeth, allowed herself to drift off to sleep.

It was Saturday afternoon and Amie was shopping. Heaving a sigh she looked at the list that he dad had given her and looked up at the signs that told her what was on each aisle. When she looked back down she caught sight of a familiar figure.

It was the teacher that Will was involved with. Amie had had a few brief discussions with Will since he had dropped her off at school that morning and Amie was still not sure how she felt about the whole situation. On the one hand she was happy for Will, he was happier than she had ever seen him, but on the other hand she worried about what would happen in anyone else found out about what was happening, and she didn't want to see him get into trouble.

Wrestling with herself for a few seconds Amie came to an uneasy decision. Starting down the aisle she approached the other woman.

"Um, excuse me, Miss Swann?"

Thought I'd leave you all with a nice little cliffhanger, as this story has been severely lacking them! Anyway I hope people enjoyed and please do leave me a review and let me know what you thought!

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