With Katrina

(Sequel to Including Katrina)

Disclaimer: No, I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean (characters, plot, dialogue, etc.). Any other tid-bits of creativity, however, are mine… in which I hope you will enjoy. Please be sure to read and review!

Author's Note: Have fun! Please review!

Chapter 9

Negotiations

"Let's put some distance between us and this island, and head out to open sea," Gibbs said aloud as the captain found his balance leaning against Katrina, having just climbed aboard.

"Yes to the first and yes to the second, but only insofar as we keep to the shallows as much as possible," Jack answered before walking away with Katrina toward their cabin.

"Uh, that seems a bit contradictory, captain," Gibbs said a bit confused, bringing Jack and Katrina to a stop in front of their cabin doors.

"I have every faith in your reconciliatory navigational skills, Master Gibbs," Jack smiled and patted the man on the shoulder before turning and pressing Katrina against the cabin doors.

"Now… how 'bout that quick go I had mentioned to the Pelegostos earlier?" Jack teased heavily at Katrina.

"Why quick? Do we not have much time?" Katrina teased back as her hand searched for the doorknob.

"Oh, darlin'," Jack brought his face close to hers as his right hand began to slide up her thigh within the high slit of her skirt. "I've got all the time in the world when it comes t' you."

Katrina gave a sly smile and was about to reply when she was cut off.

"Jack," Will said softly as he approached the pirate from behind.

"Not now," Jack replied as he began leaning in for Katrina's lips.

"Jack, I need…" Will spoke up a little stronger.

"Later," Jack said as equally strong as he was just about to kiss Katrina.

"Jack!"

"Not now," Jack barked back as he let go of Katrina, pulled out his pistol, and turned around. "Oh. You."

"Will!" Katrina cheered when she had finally seen who it was behind Jack.

"Hello, Katri-" Will began but was cut off short as Katrina nearly jumped onto him with a hug.

"It's so good to see you! What on earth are you doing here? And where's Elizabeth?" Katrina asked quickly before Jack pulled her away.

"Actually, that's why I'm here," Will said as Jack stared him down. "Jack, I need that compass."

"Why?" Jack asked, eyes still narrowed on Will as he stepped in front of Katrina.

"Elizabeth is in danger."

"What?" Katrina let out a gasp.

Jack thought to himself for a moment before heading up the stairs to the helm. "Have you considered keeping a more watchful eye on 'er? Maybe just lock her up somewhere?"

"She is locked up," Will said exasperated as they reached the helm. "In a prison. Bound to hang for helping you!"

Jack went quiet, deep in thought for a long moment before shrugging it all off, "There comes a time when one must take responsibility for one's mistakes."

Katrina's eyes grew wide in surprise with the captain's answer.

Will, however, simply took out his sword and placed it alongside Jack's neck.

"I need that compass of yours, Jack!" Will ordered as he held out his other hand to receive the compass. "I must trade it for her freedom."

Jack sighed before glancing over at Katrina who was glaring at him with her arms crossed over her chest. He then moved Will's sword from where it laid on his right shoulder, over his head onto his left shoulder before continuing on with the business of his ship as usual.

"Mister Gibbs!" Jack called for his first mate.

"Captain," Gibbs answered from behind the wheel.

"We have a need to travel upriver," Jack said as he walked away from Will to his first mate.

"By 'need,' d'ye mean a… trifling need, uh, fleeting, as in say in a passing fancy?"

"No," Jack replied carefully. "A resolute and unyielding need."

"What we need to do," Will interjected, "is make sail for Port Royal with all haste."

"William," Jack said turning back to the blacksmith, annoyed. "Say you get the compass and rescue your bonnie lass. Where's my profit?"

"You get full pardon," Will said. "Freedom. A commission."

"No," Jack shook his head. "Accepting those things is what you want from me. Don't you want to know what I want from you?"

Will lowered his sword, keeping a steady eye on the pirate captain.

"What do you want from me, Jack?"

"First," Jack began seriously, "if all works out, will Katrina be pardoned as well?"

"Didn't think to ask," Will replied thoughtfully. "I don't see why not."

"Mmm hmm…" Jack said. "Well, make sure that she does or there'll be trouble between you and me."

Will nodded as Jack stared him in the eye.

"All right," the pirate continued, "what I want from you, besides pardoning my Katrina, is quite dangerous."

Will rolled his eyes.

Jack ignored the blacksmith's reaction. "I shall trade you the compass, if you will help me… to find this."

Jack then pulled out the small piece of cloth that had the drawing of a key.

"You want me to find this?" Will looked at the cloth with skepticism.

"No," Jack corrected. "You want you to find this. Because the finding this finds you incapacitotially finding and/or locating your discovering the detecting of a way to save your dolly belle ol'… what's-her-face. Savvy?"

"This…," Will said as he took up the cloth and examined it, "is going to save Elizabeth?"

Jack sighed before looking over at Katrina who was glaring at him with her arms still crossed over her chest.

Jack gave a small smile, looked around them, and then leaned in a bit closer to Will.

"How much do you know about Davy Jones?" Sparrow whispered to Will.

"Not much," Will replied honestly.

"Yeah," Jack confirmed as he stepped back. "It's goin' to save Elizabeth."

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"What, love?" Jack asked as he trailed his unhappy wife to their cabin. "Why are ye so angry?"

Katrina spun around to face Jack as he shut the door behind him. "First of all, you don't care of what has happened to our friends."

"You mean your friend--"

"No, Jack, our friends. You and I both know that you are rather fond of Will and Elizabeth. I can't believe that you just said that Elizabeth is taking responsibility for her actions in helping to save you from the hangman's noose by being locked up! And secondly, what are you up to? How is Will retrieving that key going to help Elizabeth?"

"All right, I admit I might've been in the wrong 'bout Lizzie, but you're just going t' 'ave t' trust me on that second part there, darlin'."

Katrina narrowed her eyes on her husband. "I'm not entirely sure that I can."

Jack frowned.

"Don't think that I don't sense trouble here, Jack," Katrina said as she began to encircle her husband. "You had better not be doing anything foolish."

"Love, you've always trusted me without questioning. Why not now, eh?"

"I… well, because I… I mean I do trust you, but… well, I… I…" Katrina found herself stuck with Jack's truth.

After taking a deep breath, Jack brought his wife to a stop as he grabbed her exposed hips.

"Come now, love, don't be like this. Just trust in me."

As he waited for a comment, Jack saw on Katrina's face that she was fighting to give in to him.

"Please, love, just trust in your dear husband."

"But--"

Jack pressed a finger to Katrina's lips to silence her. "Trust me, love. Like you've always done before."

Katrina still didn't say a word as Jack, with a smirk playing at his lips, looked her up and down and pulled her to him until her pelvis was against his.

"Trust me like ye did just now in wearin' this outfit 'fore the Pelegostos," Jack said quietly with mischief in his eyes. "Trust me like ye did when we first met… when I took ye dancin' out at the beach. Remember those nights?"

Katrina found it suddenly impossible not to smile as she allowed her mind to bring forth those past memories. However, another thought struck her mind.

"Now, Jack," she began with the unintentional flirtatious smile still playing at her lips. "Know that I do trust you as I did then…but honestly, of all examples of my trust in you… why are you emphasizing on these specific examples?"

Jack's infamous crooked grin appeared on his face as he slowly began moving his wife's hips in sync with his in a circle. "Oh, I don't know, love… per'aps I still want that 'quick go' I told the Pelegostos about."

"Is that so?" Katrina asked with a sultry voice as she felt the obvious answer to the question as Jack continued to keep their pelvises against one another.

As Jack's grin widened, he slowly walked a few steps forward until Katrina's back was against the wall. "Aye, love."

Not allowing her to return his answer with a comment, Jack pressed his lips against hers. Katrina eagerly returned the kiss, her open mouth letting him claim territory.

As their kiss deepened, Jack's right hand once again slid up his wife's thigh to the welcoming entrance of her skirt's slit, causing her to respond enthusiastically by bring that leg up and coiling itself around him.

"Jack," Katrina managed to whisper as her husband ever-so-slowly moved his fervent kisses downward along her throat.

"Yes, Katrina?" Jack teasingly asked before his second finger accompanied the first up and in causing Katrina to arch against the wall as a gasp escaped her lips, her hands tightly gripping his shoulders.

"Well, love?" Jack teased viciously again before burying himself into the valley of her breasts that she had nearly thrust at him as she arched against the wall, his fingers busying themselves in a playful manner in and out.

"Jack," Katrina breathed again in a begging tone. She tried to think straight as her hips instinctively kept attempting to buck, her hands now clinging onto her husband's head at her chest. "Don't make this quick like you told the Pelegostos."

"O' course not, love," Jack replied softly as he brought his lips to hers once again. "I told ye that I've all the time in the world when it comes t' you."