"Katyanna dearest, are you alright? Viscount Swann anxiously inquired as he ran to his daughter and pulled her hastily from the sodden ground.
Casting one last lingering look at the pirate who had saved her life Katyanna physically shook herself and turned.
"Yes, I'm – I'm alright." She replied shakily as he swept her up and tossed his cloak around her, shielding her damp body.
Glancing around, Katyanna noted the arrival of her uncle, Commodore Norrington, a small company of soldiers and lastly a visibly shaken Lord Granville who at that moment appeared to be missing his overcoat and cravat.
"Katyanna, dearest, I'm so glad that you are all right! When I saw you fall I-I did not know what to do I…" Lord Granville finished on a moan as he thrust his way through the throng of soldiers to stand at her side.
"Shoot him!" Her father yelled as the Commodore and his company readied their guns at the man, the pirate, who had saved her life.
"Father, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?" Katyanna questioned, rotating her attention from her father to the pirate in front of her. Turning towards her the bedraggled man gave a small mock bow, shooting her an unreadable expression through his hooded, dark eyes.
At her questioning the recently appointed Commodore Norrington nodded to his men, who proceeded to lower their weapons. "I believe that thanks are in order" replied the Commodore extending his hand towards the suddenly uneasy looking man.
Katyanna gazed on as the man shrank back, recoiling as though he had been asked to pick up a particularly poisonous spider.
After a moment's pause the man finally extended his arm towards the Commodore.
For one brief moment the two clasp hands, then just as quickly the Commodore yanked up the man's dripping shirt sleeve revealing a dark pink letter "P" branded into his skin.
"Had a brush with the East India trading company did we, Pirate?" replied Commodore Norrington with a smug, self satisfied smile.
"Hang him!" Interjected Katyanna's uncle, who until that moment had chosen to remain silent.
"Keep your gun's on him men, Gillette clap him in irons".
Directing his attention back to the pirate Commodore Norrington continued to haul up the man's shirt sleeve, revealing a weathered black tattoo of a sparrow flying away from a setting sun inked into the pirates forearm just above the brand.
"Well, well, well, Jack Sparrow isn't it?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow if you please" was the man's irritated reply.
Upon the mention of the man's name Katyanna's eyes suddenly widened, realizing that the man who had plagued her dreams, the man who she had witnessed commit thievery, the man who she had danced with was the same Captain Jack Sparrow from Caroline's childish story books.
"I don't see your ship…Captain" Norrington continued with distain, all the while sweeping his arm out to indicate the presence of no ship bearing the Captain's colors.
With a sway and a grimace Captain Sparrow replied, "I'm in the market, as it were".
Apparently feeling the need to make his presence known the skinny naval man moved forward, still clutching Kataynna's dripping corset to his chest, "He said, he'd come to commandeer a ship".
"I told you he was telling the truth!" Was the reply from the man's stout friend, "these are his affects sir".
Turning towards the Commodore the stout man handed over Jack's pistol, compass and sword.
Examining the aforementioned items Norrington turned towards the pirate with a laugh, "No additional shot or powder, a compass that doesn't point north, funny, I half expected that sword of yours to be made of wood. You are without a doubt the worst pirate I have ever heard of!"
Katyanna turned towards the pirate, curious as to what he would do next, and was not disappointed.
Leaning forward slightly on the balls of his feet with a conceited grin poised on his face the pirate held up his hands in a bid at silence. "Ah, but you have heard of me."
The Commodore's self-satisfied smile slipped from his face as he suddenly grabbed the pirate and proceeded to haul him towards the group of uniformed soldiers.
Throwing off her father's woolen cloak Katyanna ran after the retreating form of the Commodore, all the while garnering heated looks from all the men present, as she was currently dressed in nothing but her water logged shift, which given the present circumstances was quite light in color.
"Commodore, I really must protest, pirate or not this man saved my life!"
Turning around to face Katyanna, Norrington took in her distressed face and the annoyance in his eyes seemed to soften. "One good deed is in no way enough to redeem a man of a life time of wickedness".
"Though, it seems enough to condemn him." Jack muttered from in front of Norrington as his wrists were forcibly clapped into a thick set of rust covered iron chains.
Keeping his attention focused on Katyanna, Commodore Norrington once more addressed the pirate, "Indeed."
Having both of their attentions occupied neither Commodore Norrington, nor an unsuspecting Katyanna noticed as the pirate glanced in Katyanna's direction and muttered, "Finally!" Forcibly throwing his cuffed arms around Katyanna's neck.
Katyanna let out a startled gasp as her back was suddenly pulled flush against the pirate's front, the rough chains of his manacles digging uncomfortably into her tender throat.
"No!" Her father and Lord Granville yelled out at the same time starting forward.
"Funny, I knew you'd warm up to me." The pirate replied from behind her, allowing his lips to lightly brush her ear. "Commodore Norrington my affects please! And my hat! Commodore!"
After a few heated moments the Commodore finally turned to retrieve the items in question from the stout soldier behind him.
"Katyanna, hmmm, it is Katyanna isn't it, there now luv, after all this time I finally learn the name of the lovely creature who I seem inexplicable unable to escape!"
Angrily jerking forward in a bid to get some space between their two bodies Katyanna retorted, "It's Miss Swann".
Smiling despite himself Jack hauled her back roughly against him, pulling the chains tighter forcing her head backwards and bearing her slender, pale neck to his gaze. "Miss Swann, If, you'd be so kind?" He inquired as his lips gently grazed her exposed neck.
Glancing up into his face Katyanna pulled in a ragged breath.
"Come, come man we don't have all day!" Jack called out with a smirk in the Commodore's direction.
Taking in a fuming breath Commodore Norrington thrust Jack's affects into Katyanna's scrabbling hands. As soon as she had secured the items, Jack whipped her around, and again crushed her tightly against his body, leaving no space between them. Looking into her blazing eyes Jack lowered his voice, "Now, if you'll be very kind".
Tearing her eyes away from the grinning pirate Katyanna managed to wiggle her slender hand between their two damp bodies and locate the man's hip attempting to create some space between them so she could attach his belt.
Glancing over Katyanna's shoulder Jack directed a salacious grin in the direction of the ladies worried fiancée, at the same time managing to garner a disturbed look from both her uncle and father.
Reaching down further Katyanna managed to create just enough space to slid the man's hat up between them and place it roughly on his head. Then reached down again and attempted to wriggle his belt up between their bodies. Straining slightly she realized that there wasn't enough room afforded her to manage this task. With a determined glance up into the man's still smiling face she began to wiggle more persistently in an attempt to create more of a gap.
Being as Jack had been too distracted by purposely irritating the ladies fiancée he did not quite register what Katyanna was doing until he felt her begin to urgently wriggle against him. Suddenly his face lost its haughty smirk and he returned his eyes to lady against him.
Glancing up once more Katyanna was surprised to notice that the man was gazing down at her and not over her shoulder as he had previously been; she was also shocked when she noted that his eyes had lost all of their previous playfulness and were quickly becoming more heated. Averting her gaze she attached it firmly to the base of his throat and continued to wiggle herself and her fingers, refusing to blush as she slowly began to create space between their bodies.
Grasping Jack's belt firmly in her hand she began to move it upwards, bumping something hard in the process and eliciting a slight moan from the man wrapped around her, "Whoa, easy on the goods luv". Was his only reply as he yanked her forward again, noticing for the first time that two hard points brushed up against his chest, seemingly straining against the confines of Katyanna's wet shift.
Again flashing Lord Granville a grin Jack reveled in the feeling of having Katyanna's warm, supple body in his arms.
As her hands wandered around between them again Jack let out a grunt, earning a thinly veiled look of disgust from Katyanna. "You're despicable!" she replied shooting her heated eyes up to his face.
"Sticks and stones luv, I saved your life, you saved mine, we're square," he breathed.
Looking down at her Jack noted that she began to tremble, though he wasn't quite sure if it was from the cold, her anger, or something else entirely. Casting Katyanna one last heated look he whipped her around again, so that the two of them were facing her disgusted father and uncle as well as her seething fiancée.
"Gentleman, my lady, you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!" and with that Jack placed a heated, wet kiss to the column of Katyanna's throat then thrust her across the dock into the unsteady arms of Lord Granville.
Backing away from the group of encroaching soldiers Jack grabbed a rope that had been sitting off to his right, kicked at a knob and was shot up into the air away from the ground and the many angry naval men.
Turning quickly in Granville's arms Katyanna looked up and saw Jack Sparrow whirling around in the sky. "Now will you shoot!" Her father yelled as the sounds of gun fire permeated the air.
Too stunned to do anything but drag in deep gulps of air Katyanna looked on in profound fascination as the man managed to avoid the volley of gun fire, slinging down an adjacent line, and escaping across a bridge over the town square.
"Gillette", announced Commodore Norrington, "Mr. Sparrow has a dawn appointment with the gallows, I would truly hate for him to Miss it."