Meeting 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.
Author's Note: I hope you all will enjoy this addition! Please let me know what you think of it!
Finally Meet
"Dana!" Jack yelled as he entered into the kitchen by the side door, Katrina held up in his arms, "Dana!"
To Jack's disappointment, the maid did not appear or answer.
"Oh, Jack, this hurts," Katrina whined as her hand pressed against a spot on her forehead.
"I know, love," Jack replied hastily as he peeked into the parlor, "Let's just hope your father isn't home."
The pirate swiftly carried Katrina into the parlor and carefully laid her down on the largest sofa.
"Now stay right 'ere," Jack said sternly, "and don't move. I'll be right back."
Jack then took off to the kitchen, returning back to Katrina with a cold, damp towel.
"Here, love," Jack said as he removed her hand and replaced it with the towel.
"Ow," Katrina whined again.
"Shh," Jack began, "You can't complain too much, darlin'. This was your fault, ye know. How many times did I tell ye not t' climb up there?"
"I know," Katrina looked down.
Jack shook his head at her. "Hold this," the pirate put her hand to the towel. He then walked down to her feet. Taking her left foot in his hands, he removed her shoe, and then began to examine it.
"Ow, Jack," Katrina hissed, "Be careful… it still hurts."
Jack seemed to ignore Katrina as he continued to look at her foot suspiciously. He then slowly began to massage the sore ankle.
"Jack…" Katrina whimpered.
"It'll help, darlin', trust me."
Katrina didn't say anything more as she tried to relax.
As Jack continued to massage her ankle, his eyes looked over the rest of her body in search of any other minor injuries. Sure enough on her arms were little scrapes from sliding off the rock.
"Ye really should be more careful, love," Jack began to speak, "Should listen t' people when they warn ye not to do somethin'."
"Like you?" Katrina looked at Jack.
"Maybe," Jack shrugged before adding more seriously, "But I meant more like your father."
"My father?"
"Aye," Jack nodded, "You were the one that pointed out that your father had warned ye many times before not t' climb about those rocks. Ye said that I sounded just like him when I got on t' you."
Katrina turned her eyes from Jack, a guilty look on her face.
"You were lucky I was there t' save you, Katrina," Jack went on, "Promise me you won't do that ever again… especially when you go down there on your own."
Katrina timidly looked back to Sparrow, "I promise… and I'm sorry about all this."
Jack gently put down Katrina's foot and crouched down at her side, "It's all right now, darlin'. I know you were just havin' fun."
"Sorry for the intrusion, Katrina," Judge Banks suddenly burst into the parlor, "but I could no longer contain my curiosity."
Katrina and Jack looked at the judge with wide, frightened eyes, completely frozen in place. Though at the moment they thought they had been caught, it turned out much later that the judge confessed that he had been eavesdropping from the doorway for the longest time prior to entering.
"Good heavens, child!" Banks cried out to Katrina not really taking notice of Jack, "What on earth happened to you?"
"I… uh… down at that beach… I was…"
"Your lovely daughter 'ere," Jack daringly cut in since Katrina was taking too long to spit out the story, "decided t' climb those large rocks that border the water… apparently an assortment of rocks you've warned her not to climb in the past. As she was makin' her way up, her foot slipped. Her ankle twisted underneath her before she fell along the side of the rock and into the water. She was lucky I was there to save her."
Banks shook his head at his daughter, before looking at Jack again, "And I am very grateful that you were there young man. I imagine you tried to stop her and she didn't listen."
"Aye, sir."
"She does the same to me."
"What?" Katrina looked between her father and Jack surprised to see them gaining up on her.
"But don't worry," Banks ignored Katrina, "She's just a very spirited girl."
"I've noticed," Jack laughed lightly.
Katrina pouted up at the two men.
"Anyhow," Banks changed the subject as he continued to talk to Jack, "You must be the young man I keep hearing so much being spoken of between my daughter and our maid!"
"Uh," Katrina panicked before Jack could utter a word, "Yes… yes, it is father."
"Splendid!" Banks cheered, surprising both Jack and Katrina, "We finally get to meet! Judge Henry Banks."
Jack stood up and shook the man's hand, "Pleasure t' meet ye, sir. I'm Jack."
"Jack what?"
"Jack… uh… Smith, sir," Jack lied.
Banks gave a skeptical look, "Now, Jack… be honest with me."
"Only if you promise not to do anything to him," Katrina jumped in before Jack could answer.
"Very well," Banks replied solemnly to his daughter, "I promise not to do anything to this young man as long as he answers my questions with honesty."
Jack gave Katrina's father a curt nod, "Sounds fair… the name's Jack Sparrow, Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Oh, the pirate captain Katrina was reading about!" Banks cried out happily, clasping his hands together.
"What?" Katrina sat up in shock, "Have you met him before?"
"No," Banks looked to his daughter, "but I can't stop hearing about him in my own home… and I don't mean information from that book of yours."
"But how…?"
"I must admit that I am astounded," Banks said, addressing Jack, "You seem to be rather put together for a pirate."
"Father!"
"Sorry," Banks chuckled, "It's just that I must say that, as of this moment, I am in agreement with Dana. You are rather impressive, Mr. Sparrow."
"Actually it's 'captain'," Jack politely corrected as he noted the air with his pointer finger.
"Oh, forgive me, Captain Sparrow," Banks gave a slight bow.
"No worries, Judge Banks."
Banks smiled widely at this, "Do you by chance enjoy a good cigar, Captain Sparrow?"
"When I get me hand on one, aye I do."
"Excellent!" Banks beamed with delight, "Do come and join me in my study for one now before dinner."
"Dinner?" Jack couldn't help to ask, a bit confused.
"Yes," Banks laughed, "You do plan on joining Katrina and I for dinner?"
"I'd be honored, Judge Banks," Jack grinned.
"Well, come, my boy, this way."
"See you at dinner, love," Jack said good-bye to Katrina as he began to follow her father to his study.
"What?" Katrina called out to Jack, "You're actually going? What is going on?"
"Now, now, Katrina," Banks' voice rang about, "You stay there and rest until Dana has dinner prepared."
"But father-" Katrina began but was immediately interrupted by the sound of the study doors shutting closed.
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About ten minutes or so later, Katrina heard the side door in the kitchen open and close.
"Dana?" Katrina called out.
"Yes, Miss Banks?" the maid popped her head into the parlor. Then, upon seeing Katrina in such a bad state on the sofa ran to her side, "What on earth happened to you, Miss Banks?"
"Nothing," Katrina waved off hurriedly, "It's a long story... fell from a rock… Jack saved me. Anyhow… Father has found us out!"
"Has he?" Dana nearly cheered joyously, "When did this occur?"
"What?" Katrina choked, "He found us out just minutes ago. Why do you look so pleased? This is a horrible predicament!"
Dana laughed, "No, it's not. It's perfect!"
"Beg pardon?" Katrina asked in a high voice, her eyes wide.
"Judge Banks and I have been talking for quite some time about you and this pirate," Dana said brightly, "I was wondering when he was planning on coming forth and presenting himself rather than continue to spy on you two."
"Spy?" Katrina gasped, "Father has been spying on Jack and I?"
Dana laughed as she nodded.
"And how long have you been talking to him about us?"
"Since the day I met Mr. Sparrow."
"Oh!" Katrina brought both hands to her forehead, "How could you? And now Father's going to hang Jack and kill me!"
"No, he won't," Dana remarked in an almost sing-song voice, "Your father will come to know and approve of Mr. Sparrow just as much as I do."
"Do you really, Dana?" Katrina peeked between her hands.
"Yes, Miss Banks, I most certainly do," Dana answered before turning back towards the kitchen, "Now if you will excuse me, I have an important dinner to prepare."
Katrina didn't make a comment as she watched the maid disappear into the kitchen. A moan escaped her lips as she thought about what was to come about during dinner. Were Jack and her father truly getting along in the study?