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Your fingers brush something cold and slender. You frown, and, curious, pull the object from the hat. Upon seeing it, you realize it is a nail. You look up and find Will Turner smiling nervously at you.

"Did you make this?" you ask, remembering he is a blacksmith.

"I did," he says.

"Room!" Jack shouts and pushes the two of you to toward Beckett's cabin. The door slams behind you and the two of you look at each other. You dissolve into giggles. Will finally cracks a smile. 

But your giggle fades out and you stare at each other awkwardly. Will breaks it by sighing. 

"This is going to sound weird—but where have I met you before?" he asks.

"Oh, um... I came to Port Royal with Elizabeth. We met on the ship after you were pulled from the water," you say, shifting on your feet.

"Oh," he says. He studies you and then— "Oh! Oh, yeah!" He laughs at himself. "I remember now! You were the one following Norrington around, yeah?"

"Well, he is my older brother," you say.

"You look alike," Will decides. He shakes his head. "I can't believe I didn't recognize you before."

You laugh, then realize you still have the nail. "Would you like your nail back?"

"Oh, no," Will says. "Keep it. I can always make another one." He cracks a smile.

"It must be nice to be able to fashion objects from your hands," you sigh, sitting down. You look at your own hands. "I'm not allowed to do anything."

"Really?" Will asks.

You nod. "Beckett found out about my family teaching me how to use a sword and he stopped all my learning—history, English, everything. Now the only thing I can do is sit and read all day, or watch the marines." You wrinkle your nose. "Beckett keeps trying to get my family to marry me off to Lieutenant Groves. Nothing against Groves, but..." You shudder. "I couldn't marry into another marine family."

Will is looking at you strangely. "Would you marry into, say...a blacksmith family?"

You breath hitches in your chest. "Will—?"

He looks away, red. "I'm sorry. I just— It just came out. It's not that I don't think you're not beautiful or anything— Wait, what?" He puts his head in his hands. "I messed that up."

You giggle. "Will. I would love to marry into a blacksmith family."

"Wait, really?" he asks.

"Absolutely," you say with a smile. You kiss his cheek. He turns crimson and you giggle.

Hesitantly, will places a gentle kiss to your lips. You smile at him and he at you. You each sit and Will explains his life as a blacksmith to you as you listen intently. He is still doing so as the door flies open to reveal Barbossa, Jack, and Gibbs. 

"Really, William!" Jack exclaims. "All you did was talk about blacksmithing?" He shakes his head, disappointed. He walks away, disappointed. Barbossa leaves without saying a word but Gibbs gives the two of you a smile before hurrying after his captain.

You and Will exchange a glance and giggle.