Katrina's Sunset
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Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be, don't sue.
Summary: On the night Barbossa marooned Jack and forced him to give up
his ship, he also forced him to give up the woman he loved and their
child.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama
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The Pacific
1768—Eleven Years Ago
Katrina Preston-Sparrow stood at the helm of the Black Pearl, a smile
forming on her soft, full lips as she noticed the school of dolphins
jumping up with the waves that lapped up on the sides of the ship. The
last two years of her life had been like magic; she'd been swept off her
feet by Captain Jack Sparrow, fell in love with him sooner than she
thought possible, and now she couldn't wait to tell him she was carrying
his child.
She had to admit, she did feel a bit uncomfortable being the only woman
on board a ship of about 30 men, but she found solace knowing that Jack,
and his first mate Hector Barbossa, would always keep an eye out for her.
"Enjoyin' the sunset, Miss Preston?" she spun around to see Barbossa
himself standing behind her, grinning at her.
"Mr. Barbossa, you startled me," she admitted, her hand pressed against
her chest. "And yes, it's beautiful," she smiled and turned around again,
facing the ocean. She hadn't been staring at the sinking sun for no more
than ten seconds when she spun around again, facing Barbossa. "Have you
seen Jack?"
"He's below deck, Miss. Would ye like me to go get him for ye?" Barbossa
asked, a genuine smile on his face.
"Would you? That's so sweet!" she found herself giving him a small hug.
"Can you ask him to meet me in our cabin?"
"Of course, milady," he tipped his tri-corner hat to her and turned on
heel towards the door that led to the basement of the ship. She smiled
and looked down at herself, her hand rubbing her flat stomach. Soon,
within a couple of months, her stomach would be full and round.
She turned around a final time, giving one last glance at the sunset
before walking towards the cabin she shared with Jack.
Katie shut the door behind her gently, feeling her way around the dark
room over to the desk in the corner. She opened the top drawer and took
out a hand-carved wooden box filled with matches. She lit the kerosene
lanterns around the room, illuminating it with a soft, romantic glow. She
then walked to the average sized window in the center of the back wall,
staring out at the ocean and the orange-pinkish sky. A small island
wasn't too far away, the center dotted with hundreds of palm trees and
other tropical plants.
She was so busy concentrating on the wonderful future ahead of her and
the beautiful sunset that turned the blue waters of the Pacific into a
brilliant orange, she didn't hear the cabin door open behind her. But
when she heard Jack's cries for help out on deck, she spun around to see
the Bo'Sun and three of Jack's other crew members blocking the exit.
"Katrina!!!!!!! Katie!!!"
"What's going on?! Jack???!!!!!!!!" she cried, trying to push her way out
past the door, but the Bo'Sun grabbed her by the arms, holding her still
as she tried to wriggle her way free. But it was to no avail. Two of the
other men pinned her arms behind her back while the other one tied them
together with thick, strong rope.
"Ready to watch your 'usband drown, poppet?" One of the men growled into
her ear as the Bo'Sun pushed her out the door and onto the deck, where
Katie immediately saw Jack with his hands tied in front of him, standing
at the end of a long, wooden plank.
"Jack!!" she cried, tears falling freely down her cheeks. He slowly
turned around so as not to lose his balance and fall off. His face was
covered in so many expressions; sadness, anger, guilt, it was impossible
to tell what he was really feeling. She knew exactly what was going on.
It was one of those things she'd read about in books; something she
always feared might happen but at the same time thought it never would.
But she was forced to come to realization as to what was happening: Jack
was being marooned.
Barbossa stood on deck at the opposite end of the plank, his sword and
the swords of other pirates crowded around pointed at Jack's throat. But
all the while Jack's eyes never left the contact of Katie's. She stared
back at him, her chin trembling as she tried to hold back more tears from
falling.
"Yes, 'tis a shame to be losing such a brave, Captain now isn't it,
gents?!" shouted Barbossa over the rest of the crew. "And you, lass, poor
thing; losin' a husband."
"You spineless bastard!!!" Katie couldn't hold it inside her any longer.
She tried to lunge forward with intent to attack him, but was held back
by the Bo'Sun. He slapped her hard across the face, sending her to her
knees.
"Katrina!" she heard Jack call her name and she glanced up, his eyes
jutted forward in concern. She was hoisted onto her feet again by the
Bo'Sun and once again held in place to watch as Barbossa shoved a pistol
onto Jack's belt.
"You will pay for this," she heard Jack mutter angrily at Barbossa, who
just grinned back at him evilly.
"Barbossa!" she shouted, tears forming up in her eyes again. "Please.........
don't do this. Don't take away my baby's father......... I'm begging you,
please don't do this." Jack stared at her, his eyes wide. Was she really
pregnant? Or was it just a desperate attempt to save his life?
"Like I said, milady," Barbossa continued wickedly, "'tis a shame to be
losin' such a brave man." He then turned towards Jack and jutted his
sword further out so that it was just an inch away from his chest. "I
s'pose that one final goodbye couldn't hurt......... and then off ye go."
She expected that he would be let off the plank for just a moment, just
so he could hold her one last time, just so she could give him one final
kiss before the certainty that she would never see him again. But almost
immediately she realized her expectations were too high.
"Katie, I......... I love you," his voice was barely a whisper and difficult to
hear above the chanting of the other men. But the movement of his lips
was enough to let her know what he was saying.
"That's it then, best of luck to ye Captain Sparrow," Barbossa growled,
slamming his foot on the end of the plank and causing Jack to fall of the
edge into the water below.
"Jack!" Katrina let out one final cry, no longer able to control her
emotions. She burst into tears and felt her body weight collapse under
her, falling to the floor, her hands still tied behind her back. Her
entire life was gone within five minutes; Jack, her hopes and dreams,
their chance to be a family together......... all of it was gone.
"Lock her in the brigs until we can drop her in Tortuga," Katie looked
up, tears blurring her vision as she saw Barbossa's figure looming above
her.
"I hate you," she muttered under her breath, glaring at him. "I HATE
YOU!!!"
"Tis a shame, Miss......... I was really hopin' we could be friends," she felt
her body being lifted off the ground, and the next thing she knew she was
being thrown into the dungeon below deck. She backed into a corner and
looked out the tiny window. She could just see Jack's figure pulling
itself out of the water and falling onto the shore of the island in
fatigue.
"Jack......... I love you," she whispered to herself before collapsing onto the
ground and crying out in emotional distress.
---- ---- ---- ---- ----
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be, don't sue.
Summary: On the night Barbossa marooned Jack and forced him to give up
his ship, he also forced him to give up the woman he loved and their
child.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama
---- ---- ---- ----
The Pacific
1768—Eleven Years Ago
Katrina Preston-Sparrow stood at the helm of the Black Pearl, a smile
forming on her soft, full lips as she noticed the school of dolphins
jumping up with the waves that lapped up on the sides of the ship. The
last two years of her life had been like magic; she'd been swept off her
feet by Captain Jack Sparrow, fell in love with him sooner than she
thought possible, and now she couldn't wait to tell him she was carrying
his child.
She had to admit, she did feel a bit uncomfortable being the only woman
on board a ship of about 30 men, but she found solace knowing that Jack,
and his first mate Hector Barbossa, would always keep an eye out for her.
"Enjoyin' the sunset, Miss Preston?" she spun around to see Barbossa
himself standing behind her, grinning at her.
"Mr. Barbossa, you startled me," she admitted, her hand pressed against
her chest. "And yes, it's beautiful," she smiled and turned around again,
facing the ocean. She hadn't been staring at the sinking sun for no more
than ten seconds when she spun around again, facing Barbossa. "Have you
seen Jack?"
"He's below deck, Miss. Would ye like me to go get him for ye?" Barbossa
asked, a genuine smile on his face.
"Would you? That's so sweet!" she found herself giving him a small hug.
"Can you ask him to meet me in our cabin?"
"Of course, milady," he tipped his tri-corner hat to her and turned on
heel towards the door that led to the basement of the ship. She smiled
and looked down at herself, her hand rubbing her flat stomach. Soon,
within a couple of months, her stomach would be full and round.
She turned around a final time, giving one last glance at the sunset
before walking towards the cabin she shared with Jack.
Katie shut the door behind her gently, feeling her way around the dark
room over to the desk in the corner. She opened the top drawer and took
out a hand-carved wooden box filled with matches. She lit the kerosene
lanterns around the room, illuminating it with a soft, romantic glow. She
then walked to the average sized window in the center of the back wall,
staring out at the ocean and the orange-pinkish sky. A small island
wasn't too far away, the center dotted with hundreds of palm trees and
other tropical plants.
She was so busy concentrating on the wonderful future ahead of her and
the beautiful sunset that turned the blue waters of the Pacific into a
brilliant orange, she didn't hear the cabin door open behind her. But
when she heard Jack's cries for help out on deck, she spun around to see
the Bo'Sun and three of Jack's other crew members blocking the exit.
"Katrina!!!!!!! Katie!!!"
"What's going on?! Jack???!!!!!!!!" she cried, trying to push her way out
past the door, but the Bo'Sun grabbed her by the arms, holding her still
as she tried to wriggle her way free. But it was to no avail. Two of the
other men pinned her arms behind her back while the other one tied them
together with thick, strong rope.
"Ready to watch your 'usband drown, poppet?" One of the men growled into
her ear as the Bo'Sun pushed her out the door and onto the deck, where
Katie immediately saw Jack with his hands tied in front of him, standing
at the end of a long, wooden plank.
"Jack!!" she cried, tears falling freely down her cheeks. He slowly
turned around so as not to lose his balance and fall off. His face was
covered in so many expressions; sadness, anger, guilt, it was impossible
to tell what he was really feeling. She knew exactly what was going on.
It was one of those things she'd read about in books; something she
always feared might happen but at the same time thought it never would.
But she was forced to come to realization as to what was happening: Jack
was being marooned.
Barbossa stood on deck at the opposite end of the plank, his sword and
the swords of other pirates crowded around pointed at Jack's throat. But
all the while Jack's eyes never left the contact of Katie's. She stared
back at him, her chin trembling as she tried to hold back more tears from
falling.
"Yes, 'tis a shame to be losing such a brave, Captain now isn't it,
gents?!" shouted Barbossa over the rest of the crew. "And you, lass, poor
thing; losin' a husband."
"You spineless bastard!!!" Katie couldn't hold it inside her any longer.
She tried to lunge forward with intent to attack him, but was held back
by the Bo'Sun. He slapped her hard across the face, sending her to her
knees.
"Katrina!" she heard Jack call her name and she glanced up, his eyes
jutted forward in concern. She was hoisted onto her feet again by the
Bo'Sun and once again held in place to watch as Barbossa shoved a pistol
onto Jack's belt.
"You will pay for this," she heard Jack mutter angrily at Barbossa, who
just grinned back at him evilly.
"Barbossa!" she shouted, tears forming up in her eyes again. "Please.........
don't do this. Don't take away my baby's father......... I'm begging you,
please don't do this." Jack stared at her, his eyes wide. Was she really
pregnant? Or was it just a desperate attempt to save his life?
"Like I said, milady," Barbossa continued wickedly, "'tis a shame to be
losin' such a brave man." He then turned towards Jack and jutted his
sword further out so that it was just an inch away from his chest. "I
s'pose that one final goodbye couldn't hurt......... and then off ye go."
She expected that he would be let off the plank for just a moment, just
so he could hold her one last time, just so she could give him one final
kiss before the certainty that she would never see him again. But almost
immediately she realized her expectations were too high.
"Katie, I......... I love you," his voice was barely a whisper and difficult to
hear above the chanting of the other men. But the movement of his lips
was enough to let her know what he was saying.
"That's it then, best of luck to ye Captain Sparrow," Barbossa growled,
slamming his foot on the end of the plank and causing Jack to fall of the
edge into the water below.
"Jack!" Katrina let out one final cry, no longer able to control her
emotions. She burst into tears and felt her body weight collapse under
her, falling to the floor, her hands still tied behind her back. Her
entire life was gone within five minutes; Jack, her hopes and dreams,
their chance to be a family together......... all of it was gone.
"Lock her in the brigs until we can drop her in Tortuga," Katie looked
up, tears blurring her vision as she saw Barbossa's figure looming above
her.
"I hate you," she muttered under her breath, glaring at him. "I HATE
YOU!!!"
"Tis a shame, Miss......... I was really hopin' we could be friends," she felt
her body being lifted off the ground, and the next thing she knew she was
being thrown into the dungeon below deck. She backed into a corner and
looked out the tiny window. She could just see Jack's figure pulling
itself out of the water and falling onto the shore of the island in
fatigue.
"Jack......... I love you," she whispered to herself before collapsing onto the
ground and crying out in emotional distress.