this is a oneshot about elizabeth reflecting on her descisions in dead mands chest
When they had been reunited she forgotten; he was back and she felt invincible. But then they had to fight the kraken. She's curled her lip in disgust when he'd fled. Revolted by his lack of bravery. But then he came back... and set off the explosion that gave them time. Even as he did that the idea sparked in her head. She was ashamed of it. Why did she do it? She would reason to herself as she hid her head under her lovers gaze. Say 'it had to be done' 'there was no other way'. But had there been another way? She had caused a death and wanted to make up for it.
When the old enemy had come down the stairs she had felt a flicker of hope; maybe... just maybe... there was a chance.
I wrote this one afternoon for no reason, just the sake of doing it; I've never done a pirates of the Caribbean fic before and I wasn't sure at first how to go about it