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Chapter 13: Injured

All anyone could do was stare. Kaitlin wasn't moving, and everyone's eyes were on Will. "What have you done?" the Captain said quietly. Will didn't know what to do. Elizabeth's eyes began to water and she looked at Captain Sparrow. "Jack, this was your bloody fault!"

"My fault," he began, but Elizabeth back-handed him in the face. He looked back at her with an astonished look on his face. Without warning, he grabbed her in a headlock and his son grabbed Will. "What the hell are you doing?" Elizabeth shouted as Jack tossed her to Mr. Gibbs and the rest of the crew.

"What are we to do with her?" Jack pondered that thought and then looked over to his son, who had grabbed Will's arms from behind and let Kate fall to the ground. "Son, give Mr. Turner, his wife, and the navy a little 'jail time'. Take them to the cells, savvy?" Everyone nodded as young Jack Sparrow pushed Will into the crew. He and his wife struggled to escape, but there were too many crew members around them. "LET US GO!" everyone was shouting as the crew dragged them down below deck.

The Captain and his son watched the captives be taken away and then they focused their eyes on Kaitlin's lifeless body. She was lying on her back, so the Captain knelt down and picked her up. "Son, follow me. We're taking her to my cabin." Jack followed his father, who carried her into his cabin. He placed her on the bed and looked her over. She didn't seem to be alive and his son's eyes began to water. "Father.is she alright?"

"I don't know. I'll get Anamaria. You stay here and watch over her." Jack nodded to his father as he darted out of the room. Jack then looked back at Kaitlin. He unbuttoned the brown vest she was wearing and looked at her right shoulder. Blood seemed to have colored her white shirt dark red. He took out a knife and cut the section of the shirt open. "Oh my God!" he said in astonishment. He had never seen a wound as deep as this. He cleared his throat and looked at his father's desk. There was a clean cloth lying there, so he picked it up and brought it over to Kaitlin's side. He laid it gently over the wound and pressed hard, hoping to stop the blood. "AHH!" Jack jumped when he heard Kaitlin scream and saw her eyes shoot open wide. "You're alive!"

"Yes," she said with a cough as Jack placed his hand back over her wound, "What happened?"

"Your father accidentally stabbed you with his sword when-"

"When I jumped in the middle of the fight!"

"You remember that?" Kaitlin nodded and Jack gave her a kiss on her forehead. "You're cold.let me put this over you." He saw an old-looking quilt on the end of the bed, so he grabbed it and gently laid it over her body. She started coughing again as the Captain and Anamaria entered the room. They watched Jack's son lean over Kaitlin and stroke the side of her cheek with his knuckles. "Just relax, Kaitlin. You'll be fine.I hope." She took about three deep breaths and passed out. Jack gripped her hand tightly as the Captain walked over and knelt down beside his son. "Son, she'll be alright."

"I'm not so sure. I'm staying here tonight."

"Aye," he said as he turned to Anamaria, "Is there any way you can help her?" She strolled over and lifted the blanket off of Kate's shoulder. She gulped at the sight of the wound, and eyed it carefully. "Well, can you help her?"

"Captain Sparrow, I know how to treat cuts and broken bones, but this.this is too much for me."

"Do you think she has a chance to survive?"

"She needs her rest," Anamaria replied as she took out a clean shirt and tied it around Kaitlin's torso in order to clot the blood, "Maybe.just maybe she'll live." The Captain left the room and walked out onto the deck. He knew that he had to go see Will, so he walked down the stairs and into the brig. The navy officers were all huddled in one cell, while Will, Elizabeth, and Commodore Norrington were in the other. There was yelling and chaos until everyone heard Sparrow walking toward them. Will ran to the door of his cell and tugged on it. "YOU BASTARD! LET US OUT OF HERE! WHERE'S MY DAUGHTER?"

"Will, I suggest you calm down before I'm forced to knock you out and your daughter is in my cabin.uh.sleeping."

"Sparrow, you had better release us. My only child is hurt and I need to see her. If you kill her, you son of a-"

"Bitch.is that what you were gonna say? Now listen up, your daughter might survive the wound that you gave her, but she could very well die from it to." Elizabeth ran up to the square bars of the cell and reached her hand out toward Jack. She tried to smack him, but he was too far away. Will slammed his fists against the cell and screamed, "IT'S YOUR BLOODY FAULT THAT MY DAUGHTER'S HURT, SO YOU HAD BETTER FIX IT!" Jack looked at Will with an evil grin and walked up the stairs. Commodore Norrington had been standing up against the wall of the cell, so he sat down and said, "At least we get to enjoy each other's company down here." Everyone looked at him and there was an awkward silence. "What?" They shook their heads and sat down, hoping that Kaitlin would survive.