A week quickly passed. Katrina was sent to work with the rest of the men,
and much to she surprise, she enjoyed it. She scrubbed the deck, loosened
knots that were in ropes, she helped patch holes that were in some of the
sails, and Captain even let her keep watch one night. She slowly began to
make friends with the rest of the crew members and Elle. Every night
Katrina and Captain met for their late talks, seeing Crown ships every now
and then.
"What do you think they're doing way out here?" Captain asked, turning to face Katrina.
"I haven't the slightest idea." She replied not meeting his gaze. Instead she stared at the ships. Was her father on one of them?
"Something must be wrong, then." He said glancing back out at the sea.
"What makes you say that?"
"We've been seeing them every day for the past week. We were pretty far away from any of their docks."
"So, what do you think the problem is then?"
He looked down at the railing, "I don't know."
"I best be going to bed now."
"Right."
Captain stepped to the side to let her pass, but he unwittingly stepped in front of the path Katrina was going to take. She bumped into him.
"Sorry." He mumbled, laughing a bit.
"It's alright." She replied blushing.
Captain stepped to the side again, only to have the same thing happened. After about three more tires later, Katrina made her way passed Captain and looked back over her shoulder smiling. He flashed her a devilish grin and waved. Tomorrow would be an interesting day.
*~*~*
When Katrina woke up in the morning Elle wasn't there, as usual. She quickly dressed in a deep blue, cotton dress, and left the room with out even brushing her hair. She let it hang loose today. She stepped up on the main deck and instantly realized something was different. Men stood shoulder to shoulder on deck, and she had to stand on her toes to see what was going on.
A Crown ship was attached to this one by wooden planks and several men in uniform began to over. Their leader was a man with long, shaggy, black hair braided and beaded in several places. His red bandana helped in tidying up the mess. He wore new black breeches and a loose white shirt topped with a red vest. He wore knee high boots and his sword and pistol hung from his belts. Katrina instantly recognized him and began trying to push her way through the crowd, which proved to be harder than it looked.
As she tried to get closer, she heard a bit of the conversation that was going on.
"What brings you here?" That was Captain.
"Unfortunately, bad news." Jack Sparrow said not trying to lower his voice. This was something for the whole ship to hear.
"As I've suspected."
"What is it?" A new voice, Elle's voice, asked.
"Katrina Turner has been kidnapped."
"What? When?" Captain asked, in a panicked tone.
Before Jack could answer, Katrina had made it up to the front of the crowd.
"Jack!" she yelled, so happy to see him.
"Kitty?!"
She ran up to him and hugged him, and he hugged her back.
"You parents have been so worried, luv." He whispered in her ear, "Especially your mother."
"Sarah?" Elle asked, stepping forward.
"I'm sorry, Elle." Katrina apologized, pulling away from Jack, "I didn't mean to lie. I just didn't know who I could trust."
"You're Katrina?"
"Yes."
"Well, shoot!"
Katrina was a little taken back by Elle's sudden outburst.
"Kat, it's me, Eleanne. Eleanne Sparrow."
"Seriously?"
"Ay."
The two hugged.
"And to think, after all this time, we had no clue!" Katrina stepped back and turned to Captain, "Matt?" she asked, using his real name.
He slowly nodded, suddenly feeling awkward around her.
"Miss Turner!" A low, all too familiar voice sounded from behind.
"Commodore Norrington." She said doing a wobbled, but still elegant, curtsey.
"We've found you at last. Your parents will be most relieved." He turned to Matt, "Thank you Mr. Sparrow, we'll take it from here." Directing his attention back to Katrina he held out his arm which Katrina accepted, "You had us all worried. Christopher had been left in charge back in Port Royal and I know he'll be very happy upon your return."
Norrington kept on talking and Katrina began to tune it out. She looked over her shoulder as she was being ushered to the Crown's ship. She found herself looking into Matt's eyes and she quickly broke eye contact when Norrington realized she wasn't paying attention.
"Come, come Miss. Turner. We must get you home as quickly and safely as possible."
Jack watched the two board the ship and turned to face his children.
"Your mother is out there on a ship, she can't be less then a day away. I want you to find her and tell her that Katrina has been found. She'll know what to do from there. Then find as many navy ships as you can find in the next few days and tell them to spread the news. I want you to come back to Port Royal as soon as you do all of that, savvy?"
"Ay." Matt answered, somewhat in a daze.
"I need to go back with Kitty because I don't think she can fend off Norrington alone. I'll be at the Turner's estate. I'll see you two kids later."
He gave them both a pat on the arm and went to address the crew.
"See you in The Port you scallywags!"
The men gave an approving yell and Jack headed back to Norrington's ship.
*~*~*
Elizabeth sat in a chair in the library staring into the fireplace. The heat of the fire made the air in the room thick, but she didn't seem to notice. She sighed deeply as a knock sounded at the front door. She didn't move, knowing Will would get it. She continued to stare into the flames and with in a few minutes a knock came at the library's closed door.
"I wish not to be disturbed, Will."
The door opened anyway.
Elizabeth stood, "I said that I....."
She stopped speaking when she saw Jack and Will standing in the door frame.
"Where is she?"
The two men stepped aside to let the travel worn Katrina into the room.
Elizabeth ran to her daughter, the two of them crying.
Will watched the reunion for a moment and then turned to Jack.
"Thank you." He said putting a hand on Jack's shoulder.
"I never break my promises, mate. I am, after all, a man of my word."
The two men smiled at the inside joke and Will went to his wife's side and began hugging his daughter.
Jack silently watched, wondering how his own family was doing. He wondered how Anamaria was doing. He hadn't seen her in several weeks, though he wouldn't admit it to anyone, he missed his wife terribly. His Mathew and Eleanne would arrive here shortly and hopefully Ana wouldn't be away too long. Jack was ready to take a break and he was sure his family wouldn't argue.
All Jack had to do now was wait.
"What do you think they're doing way out here?" Captain asked, turning to face Katrina.
"I haven't the slightest idea." She replied not meeting his gaze. Instead she stared at the ships. Was her father on one of them?
"Something must be wrong, then." He said glancing back out at the sea.
"What makes you say that?"
"We've been seeing them every day for the past week. We were pretty far away from any of their docks."
"So, what do you think the problem is then?"
He looked down at the railing, "I don't know."
"I best be going to bed now."
"Right."
Captain stepped to the side to let her pass, but he unwittingly stepped in front of the path Katrina was going to take. She bumped into him.
"Sorry." He mumbled, laughing a bit.
"It's alright." She replied blushing.
Captain stepped to the side again, only to have the same thing happened. After about three more tires later, Katrina made her way passed Captain and looked back over her shoulder smiling. He flashed her a devilish grin and waved. Tomorrow would be an interesting day.
*~*~*
When Katrina woke up in the morning Elle wasn't there, as usual. She quickly dressed in a deep blue, cotton dress, and left the room with out even brushing her hair. She let it hang loose today. She stepped up on the main deck and instantly realized something was different. Men stood shoulder to shoulder on deck, and she had to stand on her toes to see what was going on.
A Crown ship was attached to this one by wooden planks and several men in uniform began to over. Their leader was a man with long, shaggy, black hair braided and beaded in several places. His red bandana helped in tidying up the mess. He wore new black breeches and a loose white shirt topped with a red vest. He wore knee high boots and his sword and pistol hung from his belts. Katrina instantly recognized him and began trying to push her way through the crowd, which proved to be harder than it looked.
As she tried to get closer, she heard a bit of the conversation that was going on.
"What brings you here?" That was Captain.
"Unfortunately, bad news." Jack Sparrow said not trying to lower his voice. This was something for the whole ship to hear.
"As I've suspected."
"What is it?" A new voice, Elle's voice, asked.
"Katrina Turner has been kidnapped."
"What? When?" Captain asked, in a panicked tone.
Before Jack could answer, Katrina had made it up to the front of the crowd.
"Jack!" she yelled, so happy to see him.
"Kitty?!"
She ran up to him and hugged him, and he hugged her back.
"You parents have been so worried, luv." He whispered in her ear, "Especially your mother."
"Sarah?" Elle asked, stepping forward.
"I'm sorry, Elle." Katrina apologized, pulling away from Jack, "I didn't mean to lie. I just didn't know who I could trust."
"You're Katrina?"
"Yes."
"Well, shoot!"
Katrina was a little taken back by Elle's sudden outburst.
"Kat, it's me, Eleanne. Eleanne Sparrow."
"Seriously?"
"Ay."
The two hugged.
"And to think, after all this time, we had no clue!" Katrina stepped back and turned to Captain, "Matt?" she asked, using his real name.
He slowly nodded, suddenly feeling awkward around her.
"Miss Turner!" A low, all too familiar voice sounded from behind.
"Commodore Norrington." She said doing a wobbled, but still elegant, curtsey.
"We've found you at last. Your parents will be most relieved." He turned to Matt, "Thank you Mr. Sparrow, we'll take it from here." Directing his attention back to Katrina he held out his arm which Katrina accepted, "You had us all worried. Christopher had been left in charge back in Port Royal and I know he'll be very happy upon your return."
Norrington kept on talking and Katrina began to tune it out. She looked over her shoulder as she was being ushered to the Crown's ship. She found herself looking into Matt's eyes and she quickly broke eye contact when Norrington realized she wasn't paying attention.
"Come, come Miss. Turner. We must get you home as quickly and safely as possible."
Jack watched the two board the ship and turned to face his children.
"Your mother is out there on a ship, she can't be less then a day away. I want you to find her and tell her that Katrina has been found. She'll know what to do from there. Then find as many navy ships as you can find in the next few days and tell them to spread the news. I want you to come back to Port Royal as soon as you do all of that, savvy?"
"Ay." Matt answered, somewhat in a daze.
"I need to go back with Kitty because I don't think she can fend off Norrington alone. I'll be at the Turner's estate. I'll see you two kids later."
He gave them both a pat on the arm and went to address the crew.
"See you in The Port you scallywags!"
The men gave an approving yell and Jack headed back to Norrington's ship.
*~*~*
Elizabeth sat in a chair in the library staring into the fireplace. The heat of the fire made the air in the room thick, but she didn't seem to notice. She sighed deeply as a knock sounded at the front door. She didn't move, knowing Will would get it. She continued to stare into the flames and with in a few minutes a knock came at the library's closed door.
"I wish not to be disturbed, Will."
The door opened anyway.
Elizabeth stood, "I said that I....."
She stopped speaking when she saw Jack and Will standing in the door frame.
"Where is she?"
The two men stepped aside to let the travel worn Katrina into the room.
Elizabeth ran to her daughter, the two of them crying.
Will watched the reunion for a moment and then turned to Jack.
"Thank you." He said putting a hand on Jack's shoulder.
"I never break my promises, mate. I am, after all, a man of my word."
The two men smiled at the inside joke and Will went to his wife's side and began hugging his daughter.
Jack silently watched, wondering how his own family was doing. He wondered how Anamaria was doing. He hadn't seen her in several weeks, though he wouldn't admit it to anyone, he missed his wife terribly. His Mathew and Eleanne would arrive here shortly and hopefully Ana wouldn't be away too long. Jack was ready to take a break and he was sure his family wouldn't argue.
All Jack had to do now was wait.