It's been a while. A very long while, come to think of it. sheesh I had
to re-read my own story to remember the plot! But I said I wouldn't abandon
this fic... yet, sooo... Enough stalling. This is where we left off:
Shaking his head, Jack ignored her strange reaction. What is wrong with this girl? She seemed normal when I met her . . . he thought to himself before shaking off the uneasy feeling it gave him. "Got tha' from stayin' with tha' royal navy. No' very nice with prisoners." Jack smirked ironically, thinking and neither are pirates, too bad for you. His eyes glazed over at this last thought, and Kat pouted at him in an annoyed way. I just know you're thinking dirty thoughts, Jack Sparrow, and if you would admit to yourself that you know where those bruises really came from, it would be in your best interest to stop.
"But-" Kat protested, before she was cut off.
"I know, give credit te those tha' ave earned it," Jack added. Oh no, Kat felt her mind spinning rapidly out of control at the prospect of what he might do to her now. Now I'm really going to get it. "Ye did slap me, once or twice. No matter." Why does she look so guilty? Jack thought. She hasn't done anything, not that I know of. Of course, she really was the one that hit me, but, she doesn't belong in the brig for that . . . she's sorry, and when I woke up this morning, she was singing . . . that same song as before . . .
Kat frowned, looking at Jack with her eyes narrowed, unsure of his new motives. Okay, this is a big step forward for me, but, WHAT'S IN IT FOR YOU? "I-" Kat exhaled sharply and shook her head, brushing her hair out of her eyes, mentally putting the previous day's events back in order. "I guess I just... I don't see what you mean..." she finished lamely. Worried that she might be missing something, she quickly interjected, "I mean, do you, not remember or what?" the last few words shot out in one breath like forks out of a canon. (A/N: sorry I just couldn't resist, it was in the movie... and I couldn't think of anything else to say without sounding to inarticulate. AHEM back to the story...)
Jack tilted his head and gave her a look that clearly said, You gotta be kidding me... Psycho. Before grinning, be he remained silent, staring at her good-naturedly. Kat, meanwhile, started to panic under Jack's intense gaze and started to fidget, pulling at the hem of her tattered nightgown and examining her fingernails. The awkward moment lasted nearly a minute before Kat couldn't take it any longer. "Well, say SOMETHING!!!" She erupted, throwing her arms skyward. "This is a VERY awkward moment for me if you haven't noticed."
Laughing softly and quickly stopping to wince and put a hand to the bandages on his chest, Jack finally spoke; "Sorry, luv, s' just I was havin' fun watchin' yer lil' moment there. But, if yer done, I don' see why I should stay quiet, eh?" His lips curled up in a smile as his eyebrows shot up under his bandanna, and he winked suggestively.
Curse you and your cheeky smile, Jack Sparrow, Kat thought, grinning. If you don't stop that I just might- KAT! She stopped herself before the last thought had a chance to fully form in her head and drew a dainty white hand over her sparkling blue eyes, but not before she could hide a faint blush. Hoping that Jack hadn't and wouldn't notice this, she carefully peeked out from under her hand at Jack's bare chest and gasped. "JACK! You're bleeding again!" Kat stood up and glanced around the room hastily, and cursed when she didn't see any more bandages. Where did the crew put those when they left? Glancing down at her stained, tattered, dirty nightgown, an idea popped into Kat's head. Well, it's not as if it's going to survive this little expedition anyway, and he is bleeding pretty badly...
Without leaving time for second thoughts, Kat glanced up at a confused Jack one last time before gritting her teeth and ripping off most of the skirt on her silk nightgown and tearing it into strips. Daddy will always take me back to Paris for a new one, right? Kat sat down on the edge of the bed and pressed some of the cloth to the gouge marks on Jack's shoulder. They both winced, Jack from the pain, and Kat from realizing how deep the scratches were.
"Did I do this?" when she spoke this time, Kat's voice was barely a whisper, and she scooted away from Jack a little to stand up. When Jack only shrugged and looked to the floor, she reached out a hand to brush a finger against his arm. "...Jack?"
Jack looked up at her and saw sympathetic, sorry eyes and softly pouting lips. After considering this, Jack took her hand, scrutinizing her fingers for a moment, and replied, "Well, t'wasn't only ye, but aye, tha' part was." he indicated his right shoulder. "I coulda stopped ye if I need'd te." Following this statement, he winked at Kat, but she wouldn't smile just yet.
Pulling her hand away and taking another step back, Kat cast her eyes to the rocking wooden floor. (A/N: they ARE on a boat ya know) "Then why didn't you..." her voice was now barely audible, and Jack had to strain his ears to hear her. She was clearly feeling very guilty, and Jack took notice of this.
"I neva' hurt a lass. 'Sides, I ken take et. Nothin' ol' Capt'n Jack's never seen a'fore." He grinned up at her again, showing off a few gold teeth. "An' if ye sing tha' song again, ye's completely forgiven. Is 'at a deal?"
Kat looked out at the dirty ring covered hand that suddenly shot out in front of her, surprised. Smiling, she took it, and settled back into the trance-like state necessary for the words of her special song to come to her.
Later Sighing, Kat opened her tired eyes as she came to the last few notes of the song. Lying on the red-velvet curtained bed, Jack had fallen asleep. For a moment, Kat sat there, just watching him breathe before standing to go. I'll just let him rest... he can heal faster that way... She reached out her hand and felt the cold steel of the doorknob under her fingers before she doubled back to the bed. After an awkward moment of standing, unsure, she sank down to sit on the edge of the bed, leaning over Jack. Her delicate hand pushed a messy lock of hair out of the sleeping man's eyes, and she leaned down to kiss him on the forehead. But...
Kat's eyes shot open as she felt Jack's lips on her own. He was grinning up at her, wide awake and staring. Kat felt her face flush bright red as she pulled away and mumbled, "I- I have to g-g-go n-now... I guess I'll s-see y-y- you later..." she trailed off, slowly coming to her senses before she bolted to the door, pulling it tightly closed behind her as she breathed in the fresh outside air.
"This is going to be one hell of a trip..." if I ever make it back home... Kat sank down to the deck, sighing, her back against the door, and she swore for one of the first times in her life.
A/N: This is where I'm going to end it! Okay so how did you like it? It has been a while, so I'm hoping I haven't lost my magic powers! Just kidding I'm not that crazy... heh heh heh... So anyway what did you think? What was Kat going to think? get your minds out of the gutter! sheesh you people are impossible! And by the way, sorry for making Jack sound like a Canadian with the whole "eh?" thing in the beginning. No offense to Canadians though, you guys are great!
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Shaking his head, Jack ignored her strange reaction. What is wrong with this girl? She seemed normal when I met her . . . he thought to himself before shaking off the uneasy feeling it gave him. "Got tha' from stayin' with tha' royal navy. No' very nice with prisoners." Jack smirked ironically, thinking and neither are pirates, too bad for you. His eyes glazed over at this last thought, and Kat pouted at him in an annoyed way. I just know you're thinking dirty thoughts, Jack Sparrow, and if you would admit to yourself that you know where those bruises really came from, it would be in your best interest to stop.
"But-" Kat protested, before she was cut off.
"I know, give credit te those tha' ave earned it," Jack added. Oh no, Kat felt her mind spinning rapidly out of control at the prospect of what he might do to her now. Now I'm really going to get it. "Ye did slap me, once or twice. No matter." Why does she look so guilty? Jack thought. She hasn't done anything, not that I know of. Of course, she really was the one that hit me, but, she doesn't belong in the brig for that . . . she's sorry, and when I woke up this morning, she was singing . . . that same song as before . . .
Kat frowned, looking at Jack with her eyes narrowed, unsure of his new motives. Okay, this is a big step forward for me, but, WHAT'S IN IT FOR YOU? "I-" Kat exhaled sharply and shook her head, brushing her hair out of her eyes, mentally putting the previous day's events back in order. "I guess I just... I don't see what you mean..." she finished lamely. Worried that she might be missing something, she quickly interjected, "I mean, do you, not remember or what?" the last few words shot out in one breath like forks out of a canon. (A/N: sorry I just couldn't resist, it was in the movie... and I couldn't think of anything else to say without sounding to inarticulate. AHEM back to the story...)
Jack tilted his head and gave her a look that clearly said, You gotta be kidding me... Psycho. Before grinning, be he remained silent, staring at her good-naturedly. Kat, meanwhile, started to panic under Jack's intense gaze and started to fidget, pulling at the hem of her tattered nightgown and examining her fingernails. The awkward moment lasted nearly a minute before Kat couldn't take it any longer. "Well, say SOMETHING!!!" She erupted, throwing her arms skyward. "This is a VERY awkward moment for me if you haven't noticed."
Laughing softly and quickly stopping to wince and put a hand to the bandages on his chest, Jack finally spoke; "Sorry, luv, s' just I was havin' fun watchin' yer lil' moment there. But, if yer done, I don' see why I should stay quiet, eh?" His lips curled up in a smile as his eyebrows shot up under his bandanna, and he winked suggestively.
Curse you and your cheeky smile, Jack Sparrow, Kat thought, grinning. If you don't stop that I just might- KAT! She stopped herself before the last thought had a chance to fully form in her head and drew a dainty white hand over her sparkling blue eyes, but not before she could hide a faint blush. Hoping that Jack hadn't and wouldn't notice this, she carefully peeked out from under her hand at Jack's bare chest and gasped. "JACK! You're bleeding again!" Kat stood up and glanced around the room hastily, and cursed when she didn't see any more bandages. Where did the crew put those when they left? Glancing down at her stained, tattered, dirty nightgown, an idea popped into Kat's head. Well, it's not as if it's going to survive this little expedition anyway, and he is bleeding pretty badly...
Without leaving time for second thoughts, Kat glanced up at a confused Jack one last time before gritting her teeth and ripping off most of the skirt on her silk nightgown and tearing it into strips. Daddy will always take me back to Paris for a new one, right? Kat sat down on the edge of the bed and pressed some of the cloth to the gouge marks on Jack's shoulder. They both winced, Jack from the pain, and Kat from realizing how deep the scratches were.
"Did I do this?" when she spoke this time, Kat's voice was barely a whisper, and she scooted away from Jack a little to stand up. When Jack only shrugged and looked to the floor, she reached out a hand to brush a finger against his arm. "...Jack?"
Jack looked up at her and saw sympathetic, sorry eyes and softly pouting lips. After considering this, Jack took her hand, scrutinizing her fingers for a moment, and replied, "Well, t'wasn't only ye, but aye, tha' part was." he indicated his right shoulder. "I coulda stopped ye if I need'd te." Following this statement, he winked at Kat, but she wouldn't smile just yet.
Pulling her hand away and taking another step back, Kat cast her eyes to the rocking wooden floor. (A/N: they ARE on a boat ya know) "Then why didn't you..." her voice was now barely audible, and Jack had to strain his ears to hear her. She was clearly feeling very guilty, and Jack took notice of this.
"I neva' hurt a lass. 'Sides, I ken take et. Nothin' ol' Capt'n Jack's never seen a'fore." He grinned up at her again, showing off a few gold teeth. "An' if ye sing tha' song again, ye's completely forgiven. Is 'at a deal?"
Kat looked out at the dirty ring covered hand that suddenly shot out in front of her, surprised. Smiling, she took it, and settled back into the trance-like state necessary for the words of her special song to come to her.
Later Sighing, Kat opened her tired eyes as she came to the last few notes of the song. Lying on the red-velvet curtained bed, Jack had fallen asleep. For a moment, Kat sat there, just watching him breathe before standing to go. I'll just let him rest... he can heal faster that way... She reached out her hand and felt the cold steel of the doorknob under her fingers before she doubled back to the bed. After an awkward moment of standing, unsure, she sank down to sit on the edge of the bed, leaning over Jack. Her delicate hand pushed a messy lock of hair out of the sleeping man's eyes, and she leaned down to kiss him on the forehead. But...
Kat's eyes shot open as she felt Jack's lips on her own. He was grinning up at her, wide awake and staring. Kat felt her face flush bright red as she pulled away and mumbled, "I- I have to g-g-go n-now... I guess I'll s-see y-y- you later..." she trailed off, slowly coming to her senses before she bolted to the door, pulling it tightly closed behind her as she breathed in the fresh outside air.
"This is going to be one hell of a trip..." if I ever make it back home... Kat sank down to the deck, sighing, her back against the door, and she swore for one of the first times in her life.
A/N: This is where I'm going to end it! Okay so how did you like it? It has been a while, so I'm hoping I haven't lost my magic powers! Just kidding I'm not that crazy... heh heh heh... So anyway what did you think? What was Kat going to think? get your minds out of the gutter! sheesh you people are impossible! And by the way, sorry for making Jack sound like a Canadian with the whole "eh?" thing in the beginning. No offense to Canadians though, you guys are great!
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