Deep water {willxjack }

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A/N
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Third person pov

Will waits until Jack signals him but before that can happen Barbossa grabs Elizabeth's hand and, pressing the medallion into her palm, he draws the blade of abalone across her skin and allows her blood to stain the medallion before dropping it into the chest.

Everyone stops their chanting and waits in the anticipation of their emancipation that doesn't come.

After a few moments of pregnant silence people begin opening their eyes and all at once the crew starts panicking.

Why didn't her blood work?!

Barbossa looks first at the still glistening blood on the knife and then he grabs Elizabeth by the shoulders.

"What was your fathers name?!!" he asks, shaking her back and forth, "was your father William Turner?!!"

"No!" she answers smugly and Barbossa back hands her across the face, sending her tumbling to the bottom of the heap of treasure.

Everyone starts blaming each other and in the chaos that ensues, Elizabeth grabs the fallen medallion and slips into the water. She swims around the crown of yelling men and enters the tunnel system. Will runs after her, but his mind is focused on Jack.

He almost bumps into someone as the runs in the near darkness and turns to see that it's Jack himself.

"Jack... you can come with us now... leave here and go and find a remote island to call our own," Will says, taking Jack's hand.

"I'm sorry dearest William. I have to do this... I'll find you... when it's safe..." Jack promises and kisses the back of Will's hand, before setting out the way Will had ran.

Will finds Elizabeth at the rowboat and he climbs in. She's about to scream when she realizes that it's Will, so she instead throws her arms around him, never having thought that she'd be so relieved to see a familiar face.

Will rows them to the Interceptor and soon he's left alone with Elizabeth in one of the cabins.

He helps her bangage her cut and smiles at her joking about something or the other that had happened during her time aboard the Pearl, but he just can't find the energy to be enthusiastic about anything. Jack was gone, and he'd go back to Port Royale, and he'd continue living at the smithery, or he'd be hung, but if not, then his life would go back to the mundane, pitiful existence that it had been before he'd met Jack.

And eventually he'd move on, as people have to do, but he'd always remember these few days, and the pirate that changed his life.

"Oh, right!" Elizabeth remarks and hands him the medallion, "this was with you when you were found in the ocean."

He takes it numbly and mutters his thanks before she leans in closer to him and kisses him.

He stands abruptly and looks at her briefly, though it seems more like he looks through her, and says, "it was a gift from my father, he sent it to me. I thought I'd lost it the day they'd rescued me... why did you take it?"

"Because I'd thought you were a pirate. It would've been awful, if they'd found it on you," she states.

"It wasn't your blood they needed, it was mine," he says, but doesn't continue with the rest of his thought.

He could've saved Jack.

He spins on his heel and he leaves as tears and sadness, and an irrational sort of anger well up inside him and threaten to spill.