Chapter 2

As they docked in Port Royal, Catherine looked out to see Uncle Weatherby, and a rather handsome young man she assumed to be Will Turner of whom she had read about from Elizabeth.

"Ok, Governor Edward Swann and Miss Catherine Swann you may now exit the ship," stated the Captain.

"Thank you my good Sir. Excellent voyage as usual." Edward told the Captain, and then promptly exited the ship.

"Good day Captain." Catherine said curtsying and walking toward the direction of her father. Lieutenant Collins stopped her before getting off the ship.

"May I have the honor of escorting you to your relatives?" Collins asked her offering his arm to her.

"Of course Lieutenant." Catherine laced her arm with his and they walked off the ship together.

"Cat!" Elizabeth called rushing up to Catherine.

"Elizabeth!" Catherine called back stopping, fearing the impact would just plummet them both into the bay.

"It's been so long since we've last seen each other. How was your trip?"

"It was pleasurable. I was in good company for most of the time on the sea." Catherine glanced up at Collins, smiling bashfully.

"Oh," Elizabeth smiled, "Lieutenant Collins," she curtseyed, "Commodore Norrington has been expecting your arrival for quite some time now. Said that he needed to talk to you. Nautical operations I presume."

"Thank you Miss Swann," he bowed to Elizabeth and turned to Catherine. "Good day Catherine." He smiled.

"Good day Collins." He kissed her hand then turned to go see Commodore Norrington.

"He is sweet on you and you are blushing. You fancy him do you not?" Elizabeth teased grabbing onto Catherine's arm.

Laughing nervously, Catherine answers, "Maybe a little." Both girls laugh and start walking towards their fathers.

"Come, come, you must meet Will."

~*~

Governor Weatherby and Governor Edward were standing talking to each other about their daughters.

"This is my Elizabeth's fiancée, Mr. William Turner." William shook Edward Swann's hand. "Pleasure to meet you Governor."

"Please son, call me Edward. You are nearly family now." William nodded his head. "Edward it is then."

"Strong lad that one is Weatherby. Nice match for your Elizabeth." Edward told his brother. Weatherby looked out in the direction of Elizabeth and noticed Catherine.

"Edward, that isn't little Cat is it?" Shocked at how she had matured considering the last time he saw her was when she was only thirteen.

"That's Catherine, all grown up now Weatherby. She's become quite a young lady in England. As I am sure that your daughter has had a prominent influence here in Port Royal as well."

"Yes, Elizabeth is well known throughout Port Royal especially with the engagement now."

~*~

"Will, this is my darling cousin Catherine Swann. Catherine, this is my fiancée Will Turner."

"It's a pleasure to finally have a face to go with the name of the lady Elizabeth speaks so much of." Will spoke to Catherine.

"As the same for me Mr. Turner." Catherine smiled.

"Elizabeth you never said that she was this beautiful."

"Will, I never said that she was otherwise."

"Thank you for the flattering remark Mr. Turner, but you should not give me such a compliment in front of your fiancée. It is just not suitable to do so in public. I thank you for it again, because a lady does like to hear it, for it can lift the spirit of the lady to whom the compliment is delivered." Catherine smiled sweetly. "And you dear Elizabeth have nothing to worry about. I can see by the way Mr. Turner looks at you that you have him all to yourself. I'm so happy for you darling." Catherine hugged Elizabeth and she glared at Will, a little irritated by the bold accolade to her cousin.

"Shall we continue to the house? I am positively parched from this heat." Elizabeth stated as she fanned herself, while locking arms with Will.

"Of course." Catherine walked along behind them, a strange feeling slowing her pace. It was almost as if she were being watched by unknown eyes.

"Catherine, are you coming?"

"Oh, yes Elizabeth I am coming." Catherine caught up to Will and Elizabeth at the carriage.

~*~

It was a relatively short ride to the home of Governor Weatherby Swann and family, much too short for Catherine. She enjoyed looking out of the window watching the villagers scurry around their daily duties, and the view of the Caribbean Sea was much more beautiful than she could have ever imagined it could be.

As they entered the front gate, their home came into view. It was enormous, yet simply a flashy bauble high on a hillside. With the views of the sea, she understood the reason her uncle established himself here.

The carriage came to a stop at the front door and one by one they emerged from their confines. Catherine stood in awe of the view. It was almost like a fairy tale from her childhood, but instinctively knew that it was the closest to being free as free could be.

"Beautiful isn't it Cat?" Uncle Weatherby came to stand beside her.

"Why yes Uncle, very much so." Catherine sighed.

"I can completely understand why you would have chosen such a location to put a home. One cannot fully accept the timeless beauty of the sea, until it is out of one's reach." Catherine said almost dreamily.

"Ah very true child. You are wise beyond your years on such matters as beauty." Weatherby smiled at his niece. Catherine looked over at him smiled back, it was the first time someone actually paid attention to what she was saying and actually understood what she meant.

"Well dear let us go inside and see what everyone is up to." Being escorted by her uncle, Catherine finally stepped into the home of her uncle and cousin.

~*~

"William you said you wouldn't go to the blacksmith to work today." Elizabeth stood in the parlor next to the window.

"I still have an obligation to Mr. Brown. Since his wife has taken ill, I offered my services to him until he can take over again and not have to fret over his wife." Will said reasoning with his fiancée.

"I will be back later today. How about you and Catherine come to the shop, it will still be light out and you will have nothing to worry your pretty head over." Will cupped Elizabeth's cheek. She smiled. "Fine, we shall come later today."

As Will walked out of the parlor, Catherine and Governor Weatherby walked in the door. Will gave a smile and a nod before walking out the door to the blacksmith where he worked for Mr. Brown. While Governor Weatherby went to talk with his brother Edward, Catherine noticed a distressed Elizabeth in the parlor.

"Elizabeth, what is wrong? I saw Will leave and now I see you looking like you are on the verge of tears. Darling what happened?" Catherine said putting her arm around Elizabeth's shoulders, guiding her to a chair.

"Oh Catherine, nothing is wrong. I just misunderstood Will yesterday when he had mentioned to me about working for Mr. Brown today. I had understood that he would have the day off to spend it with my family and me. Childish is it not?" Elizabeth giggled realizing exactly how immature she had acted towards Will just a few moments ago.

"You had me worried there for a moment. I thought that something dreadful had happened. Never frighten me like that again. Do laugh more though, it makes your face light up." Catherine stated making Elizabeth smile. They decided to take a walk around the grounds.

~*~

Will opened the blacksmith shop as soon as he got there. He began to finish the work that Mr. Brown had started, but never completed. He was halfway finished with a sword when the familiar jingle of beads and metal distracted him.

"Hello? Who's there?" Will called to the wind. 'That's strange, I could have sworn I had heard something,' Will thought to himself. He decided that it was nothing but his imagination getting the best of him, so he went back to work finishing the sword.

"Hello Will." Will nearly fell off of his stool.

"Jack, you enjoy scaring the living hell out of people do you not?" Will stated standing up, brushing himself off.

"Aye mate, I do. I see that there was some kind of ceremony to do at the docks today." Jack said perching himself on the table. The donkey across the room from him, eyed him with a familiar hatred.

"Ah yes, Elizabeth's cousin Catherine Swann and her father Governor Edward Swann, came to Port Royal from England today." Will put the sword in a casing marked, "Collins" on it.

"Catherine? She was the one in blue today?" Jack stood twirling his moustache, then dusting himself off.

"Yes Jack she was in blue today, Elizabeth and Catherine do not look alike." Will stopped dawning finally hitting him, "You saw her? Where were you hiding?"

"Aye mate, I saw the lass. Fine lass she is too. I was hiding out under the bridge today, watching her as she came off the boat with that character." Will watched Jack as he began to toy with a dagger.

"Which character are you referring to Jack?" Will questioned with a raised brow.

"The one from the King's Navy. Seemed a bit too close to a lass who seems too distant for him."

"I should tell you that Elizabeth will be by later today with Catherine, with whom I believe you are smitten with yet have no concept of who she is." Will laughed playfully.

"I would watch it playing with a pirate about a lass he may or may not be interested in laying claim to."

"Jack she is not some kind of treasure to be had."

"Aye mate see that's where ye be wrong. As Old Jack has said before; 'not all treasure is silver and gold.'"