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Chapter 7: Belonging
Jack Sparrow knocked on Kaitlin's cabin door and Anamaria opened it. "Hello Captain. Can I help you?" He looked toward the window of Kaitlin's cabin and saw her standing, looking out the window. "Yes, I would like a moment alone with Miss Turner." Anamaria nodded her head and left the cabin. Jack shut the door behind him, but Kaitlin's eyes didn't move from the window. He walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Jack, what do you want? Get your hands off me as well." He did as he was told and backed away slightly. "Why are you so angry, Miss Turner?"
"You want to know why I'm angry," she said as she turned around and looked directly into his eyes, "I don't want to be here. I want to go back to Port Royal. I'm not a pirate."
"Well, I can't take you back. We're sailing to Isla de Muerta, and you have pirate in your blood. You can deny it for the rest of your life, but it will always be there."
"It's not true. My father is a blacksmith in Port Royal and that's all he is. There's no way that he can be a pirate."
"He's a bloody pirate." Kaitlin walked past the captain, out of her cabin, and up onto the deck. Everyone watched her stroll to the bow of the Black Pearl and stand emotionlessly still. Jack's son walked toward her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Jack, get off me!" she yelled as she turned around and saw that it wasn't the captain. "Oh, I'm so sorry.I thought you were your father."
"It's okay," he replied with a smile as he looked her over, "Are you feeling alright?"
"No, I don't know what happened to me after I hit the water. All I remember is that I hit the ocean hard and then I saw your father leaning over me with my dress half off and my corset gone. What was he trying to do?"
"I dove into the water after you and he came in to help me. The corset was making it harder for you to breathe, so he took it off so you could live. I think you would be grateful to the man who helped me save you." Kaitlin wrapped her arms around him and he looked down at her with a smile. He hugged her gently and Kate relaxed her body.
"Miss Turner, you'll soon find this a pleasant place to live."
"Jack, it's not that I hate it here. I just want to go home even though I don't feel that I belong there."
"Maybe you belong here.with us." Kaitlin looked up at Jack's face and shook her head slightly. "Jack, I don't think I belong anywhere.not here.not at home. I don't know where I'm supposed to be."
He stroked the back of Kate's head as she held him more tightly. "Jack, I need you to climb up to the crow's nest and look for nearby islands," a voice said. Young Jack and Kaitlin looked toward the mast of the ship and saw the captain. Jack nodded at his father and looked back at Kaitlin. He touched her cheek and ran to the mast. As he climbed, Kate's gaze followed him and Captain Jack walked up to her. "Don't hurt him."
"Excuse me?" Kate asked.
"Miss Turner, I know I told you to give him a chance, but don't hurt my son, savvy?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I saw how you were looking at him, and I don't want you to hurt my son. Is that clear?"
"Yes.but I still have no idea what you're talking about," she said as she walked back into her cabin. Kaitlin picked up her sword and held it high in the air. Maybe this place isn't so bad. Maybe it's where I really belong. No.that's impossible. She flipped it in the air and watched it hit the floor in front of her. She looked toward her window and realized that the sun was setting. It seemed as if no one could save her from this ship. Kate turned her body toward the small cot in the room. It looked old, the pillows were flat, and the red blankets were moth-eaten. She strolled over to it and sat down. CRASH! The headboard of the cot broke and the mattress hit the floor.
Jack had been standing outside Kaitlin's door and heard the loud crash. He busted into her room and found her lying traumatized on her bed. "Miss Turner!" he yelled as he ran over and knelt down beside her. Kate's eyes moved toward his direction and locked on him. She didn't move her body and Jack waved his hand in front of her face. "Kaitlin.Kaitlin Turner, are you alright?" To his surprise, she burst out laughing. Jack helped her sit up as her laughter continued to fill the room. "You're daft. I'll go get help," he said as he stood up, but Kaitlin grabbed his arm. "I'm fine, Captain Sparrow. I guess that bed wasn't even made for a thin person," she said with a laugh.
"You sure?" She nodded her head and he gave her a smile. "Good night, Miss Turner," he said as he walked out of her cabin door, shutting it behind him. Kaitlin rested her head on the flat pillows and closed her eyes. Well, I guess this isn't so horrible. I just wonder what he wants me here for.
Chapter 7: Belonging
Jack Sparrow knocked on Kaitlin's cabin door and Anamaria opened it. "Hello Captain. Can I help you?" He looked toward the window of Kaitlin's cabin and saw her standing, looking out the window. "Yes, I would like a moment alone with Miss Turner." Anamaria nodded her head and left the cabin. Jack shut the door behind him, but Kaitlin's eyes didn't move from the window. He walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Jack, what do you want? Get your hands off me as well." He did as he was told and backed away slightly. "Why are you so angry, Miss Turner?"
"You want to know why I'm angry," she said as she turned around and looked directly into his eyes, "I don't want to be here. I want to go back to Port Royal. I'm not a pirate."
"Well, I can't take you back. We're sailing to Isla de Muerta, and you have pirate in your blood. You can deny it for the rest of your life, but it will always be there."
"It's not true. My father is a blacksmith in Port Royal and that's all he is. There's no way that he can be a pirate."
"He's a bloody pirate." Kaitlin walked past the captain, out of her cabin, and up onto the deck. Everyone watched her stroll to the bow of the Black Pearl and stand emotionlessly still. Jack's son walked toward her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Jack, get off me!" she yelled as she turned around and saw that it wasn't the captain. "Oh, I'm so sorry.I thought you were your father."
"It's okay," he replied with a smile as he looked her over, "Are you feeling alright?"
"No, I don't know what happened to me after I hit the water. All I remember is that I hit the ocean hard and then I saw your father leaning over me with my dress half off and my corset gone. What was he trying to do?"
"I dove into the water after you and he came in to help me. The corset was making it harder for you to breathe, so he took it off so you could live. I think you would be grateful to the man who helped me save you." Kaitlin wrapped her arms around him and he looked down at her with a smile. He hugged her gently and Kate relaxed her body.
"Miss Turner, you'll soon find this a pleasant place to live."
"Jack, it's not that I hate it here. I just want to go home even though I don't feel that I belong there."
"Maybe you belong here.with us." Kaitlin looked up at Jack's face and shook her head slightly. "Jack, I don't think I belong anywhere.not here.not at home. I don't know where I'm supposed to be."
He stroked the back of Kate's head as she held him more tightly. "Jack, I need you to climb up to the crow's nest and look for nearby islands," a voice said. Young Jack and Kaitlin looked toward the mast of the ship and saw the captain. Jack nodded at his father and looked back at Kaitlin. He touched her cheek and ran to the mast. As he climbed, Kate's gaze followed him and Captain Jack walked up to her. "Don't hurt him."
"Excuse me?" Kate asked.
"Miss Turner, I know I told you to give him a chance, but don't hurt my son, savvy?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I saw how you were looking at him, and I don't want you to hurt my son. Is that clear?"
"Yes.but I still have no idea what you're talking about," she said as she walked back into her cabin. Kaitlin picked up her sword and held it high in the air. Maybe this place isn't so bad. Maybe it's where I really belong. No.that's impossible. She flipped it in the air and watched it hit the floor in front of her. She looked toward her window and realized that the sun was setting. It seemed as if no one could save her from this ship. Kate turned her body toward the small cot in the room. It looked old, the pillows were flat, and the red blankets were moth-eaten. She strolled over to it and sat down. CRASH! The headboard of the cot broke and the mattress hit the floor.
Jack had been standing outside Kaitlin's door and heard the loud crash. He busted into her room and found her lying traumatized on her bed. "Miss Turner!" he yelled as he ran over and knelt down beside her. Kate's eyes moved toward his direction and locked on him. She didn't move her body and Jack waved his hand in front of her face. "Kaitlin.Kaitlin Turner, are you alright?" To his surprise, she burst out laughing. Jack helped her sit up as her laughter continued to fill the room. "You're daft. I'll go get help," he said as he stood up, but Kaitlin grabbed his arm. "I'm fine, Captain Sparrow. I guess that bed wasn't even made for a thin person," she said with a laugh.
"You sure?" She nodded her head and he gave her a smile. "Good night, Miss Turner," he said as he walked out of her cabin door, shutting it behind him. Kaitlin rested her head on the flat pillows and closed her eyes. Well, I guess this isn't so horrible. I just wonder what he wants me here for.