Chapter 11...
"What are we gonna do with her if she dies?" Kaitlyn asked, bluntly. Jack looked up, his eyes tired, dark circles beneath them.
"She won't die." Kaitlyn slammed her hand on the desk.
"Face it, Jack! She's gone! The least you can do is let her finally have some peace, you selfish pirate!" She screamed. Jack stood up, abruptly, picking up the limp form of Katrice. Kaitlyn frowned.
"What are you…?" Jack ignored her, carrying Katrice on deck. He carried her to the railing, Kaitlyn following behind.
"Jack, don't you drop…!"
"Why not? I'm finally giving her some peace!" Jack shouted, holding Katrice over the rail.
"Jack, don't!" But it was too late. Jack let the girl fall from his arms into the black rippling water. Kaitlyn shook her head, hearing Saffron begin to cry.
"You are an idiot, Jack Sparrow." Kaitlyn said, walking away.
"Captain, Captain Sparrow." He corrected her. The crew had come to a stand still, unsure of what had just happened. Marty walked up to Gibbs.
"Did tha captain just dump that girl ova the side? I though' she was still 'live." Gibbs frowned.
"Well, what bodes bad for the Captain bodes bad fer us all. Probably fer the best." He said, watching Jack and Kaitlyn storm away.
"Still, didn' she deserve a better send off?" Gibbs nodded, solemnly.
"I cannot believe he just did that." Elizabeth said, clinging to Will. He shook is head.
"It takes a special person to understand Jack Sparrow."
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"She alive?"
"Not sure. Should we…pick her up?"
"What if she's hurt?" The two men looked at each other. One had blonde hair and tanned skin; the other had olive skin and dark hair, a Brazilian. The Brazilian bent down, picking up the dripping girl. Her heartbeat was faint but there none the less.
"Where are you gonna take her, Seth?" The blonde man asked Seth, the Brazilian. Seth shrugged.
"What about yer mother's? She wouldn't mind her little Thackery bringing home a damsel in distress," Seth said, grinning. Thackery took the girl from Seth, brushing the sand from her.
"Lucky little thing to be washed up ain't she?" Seth asked, grinning still. Thackery frowned.
"She'll be a dead little thing if we don't get her warm soon." He said, carrying her up the beach. Seth followed, a few paces behind, until they reached a small house. Thackery walked in as did Seth but both were stopped by a girl. She had white blonde hair and pale skin.
"Thackery, you owe me! I took your shift at the shop today! And…who is that?"
"I'm sorry, Emily, I just found her and I couldn't leave her there." Emily tilted her head.
"Who couldn't' you leave there?" A woman stepped out in front of Emily, brushing back silver hair. Thackery walked towards his mother, laying the girl on the sofa by them.
"We fond her on the beach, Dinah. What are the chances of it, eh?" Seth asked, watching the girl. Dinah looked the girl over.
"Right little beauty, ain't she?" Seth said, grinning. Emily hissed through her teeth at him.
"You're like a vulture." Seth ignored Emily's comment as Dinah sat beside the girl.
"I thought she'd be dead by now." Dinah said, confused. She had seen many people with illnesses but this girl was handling it well. Dinah looked up.
"She'll probably wake up soon. Take her to Emily's room." Emily was about to fuss but Dinah sent her a strict look, causing her daughter to shrink back, quietly. Seth rushed to pick up the girl.
"I'll warm her up." He said with a grin, but frowned when Dinah shook her head at him. Carefully, he carried her up to Emily's room, laying her on the bed. Emily chased him up the stairs carrying a muslin nightgown. Seth grinned when he saw Emily but she ushered him out, much to his annoyance. Emily quickly changed the girl from her wet clothes into a muslin gown, laying her back down. Emily caught sight of a small necklace. Reaching for it she touched it, gently, but the girl's hand sprang up and gripped Emily's wrist. Emily screamed, jumping back. Dinah rushed in, followed by her son and his friend.
" Cam down, sweetheart, calm down." Dinah said. The girl was sitting bolt upright, tears streaking down her face.
"Where am I? Where's Jack?" She asked. Dinah tipped her head.
"We found you on the beach, well, Thackery and Seth did. You were alone. What's your name?" The girl looked around, assessing her surroundings.
"Uh, Katrice…" She said, absently. Dinah smiled.
"Well, Katrice, I'm Dinah, this is Emily, that's Thackery and that grinning buffoon is Seth." Dinah said, pointing around the room. Seth was first to walk forward. He took Katrice's hand in his, kissing it. That's when Katrice saw his eyes; they were dark with a deadly nightshade sheen to them. They flashed, almost scarily, like a predator sizing up his prey. Katrice scrunched up her nose, when he turned away, much to Emily's amusement. She walked forward, smiling.
"I don't like him either." She whispered. "I'm Emily." She said, flicking back her hair. Before Katrice could respond Emily as shoved out of the way and a blonde man stood before her, smiling. He took her hand, kissing it briefly.
"I'm Thackery." He said. Katrice smiled.
"Hello. Uh…so you found me?"
"On the beach. Alone. Soaking wet." Seth said, his eyes trained on Katrice's face. Katrice looked away.
"Was there any ships? One's with black sails maybe?"
"Nah, none. We thought maybe you'd just dropped from the sky. An angel, we thought." Seth said, smoothly. A strand of hair fell in his face and he flicked back his head.
"A simple wrist movement could have done that just as easy." Emily said, smirking. He glowered at her before turning his attention back to Katrice.
"Ignore dear Emily. She's crazy. Dropped on her head when she was a babe." Emily gaped at Seth.
"Get out of my room, you vulture!" She shouted, pushing him away. Seth scowled at her. His eyes flashed, dangerously, again and something told Katrice that Seth was not some one to cross. Deadly nightshade…
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