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Chapter 3: Interesting Incidents
That night, Kate was lying in bed, staring at the shadows on the ceiling. She couldn't sleep. She just kept picturing Jack's rough kiss over and over and over. Groaning in frustration, she rolled onto her side and fiercely wished Katie was back in the room so she could at least talk to someone.
Where was Katie anyway? Kate had come back to the room they now shared after the "mast incident" with Jack and she hadn't seen her since. It was really late. Kate almost started to worry about her, when she remembered Katie was a pirate, and definitely able to take care of herself. No doubt about that.
Suddenly, Kate heard voices outside the door to the room. She quickly placed them as Katie's and Will's. They were giggling quietly and whispering to each other. Curious, Kate listened closely.
"Come on, Katie," Will was whispering. "I want to."
"But Will, we can't!"
"Why not? The kid's probably asleep. We can be quiet."
"She's not asleep," Katie whispered, wisely.
"How do you know that?"
"Think about it. After all that's happened today. . . would you be sleep?"
"If Jack had kissed me? I wouldn't sleep for months."
"Shut up!" Katie giggled.
Will laughed. Then there were some sucking noises that sounded suspiciously like kissing to Kate. Her eyes widened in shock. Katie and Will . . . were kissing? How did that happen?
Will groaned. "Come ON, Katie!"
"Not in there. What about your room?"
"Bed's too small. Too close to Jack. He'd wake up."
"How do you know that?" Katie questioned.
"Err. . ."
Katie giggled. "Never mind. I don't want to know."
There were more kissing sounds for awhile, and Kate almost thought they were about to have sex right outside the door.
"Will . . . Will, we have to stop," Katie whispered.
"No we don't."
"Will . . . what about Elizabeth? I thought you weren't over her yet."
"Maybe I am."
"Will. You loved Elizabeth. You married Elizabeth. It should take longer than a year to forget about her. In fact, you'll never forget about her. You can't be over her."
"I'm a fast healer."
"Will," Katie said, forcefully.
Will was silent for a second before hissing, "You just don't want this to happen between us. I thought you liked me Katie. You told me you liked me. That's why you keep bringing up the kid and Elizabeth. I thought I wanted something with you Katie. . . to help me get over Elizabeth. Now. . . now I know you're nothing but a bitch looking for a good time."
Kate gasped quietly. Where the hell did that come from? She didn't know Will, but she knew enough about him to tell that this outburst was nothing usual.
Katie gasped as well. "William Turner! I've never been more insulted in my life!"
"Then maybe you shouldn't mess with people's hearts."
Kate heard Will storm away. Katie slumped against the door, sobbing. Kate's heart went out to her. Katie really liked Will, and now Will finally seemed like he wanted something to do with her. . . only to accuse her of being a tease. Katie's pitiful sobs quickly drew Kate from her bed. She opened the door to find Katie curled up in a ball.
"Katie," she said. "Katie, what's wrong?" Kate didn't want Katie to know she had been eavesdropping on her.
Apparently, Katie knew she had. "You heard everything," she sobbed. "He hates me!"
"He doesn't hate you," Kate said.
"Yes he does. He wanted sex with me. . . and I wanted to let him. . . to be close to Will like that. . . it's all I want. But I didn't want to be used as a way to get over Elizabeth. I wanted him to like me for real. . . Its never going to happen between us, is it?"
Kate sighed. "Listen, Katie, I don't know how Will's mind works, let alone any man for that matter. All I know is, that maybe if you prove to him you like him. . ."
Katie cut Kate off saying, "But I don't just like him, kid. I've realized that. I. . ." Katie burst into fresh tears.
"Oh god. . . do you love him?" Kate asked.
Katie nodded with her head in her hands.
Kate started rubbing Katie's back soothingly while she searched for words to say. Finally, she came up with, "Katie, I know Will will come around if you prove to him that you love him. Show him how much he means to you, that you would do anything for him. I don't know how anyone could resist that."
Katie sniffled, then looked up at Kate. "Thanks, kid," she said. She paused. "I didn't ever get your name, did I? I mean, maybe I got it, but I just can't remember."
Kate laughed. "No, you didn't get it yet. I'm Kate."
"Kate?"
"Yeah."
"Wow, it's so close to Katie."
"The only difference is an 'i'."
"That's weird."
"It is, isn't it. Come on, let's get to bed."
They both entered the room and settled down in their beds. After a few minutes of silence, Katie asked, "If I had been a. . . a 'bitch looking for a good time' like Will called me. . . wouldn't I have done it with him regardless of you or Elizabeth?"
Kate laughed. "If you were that way, I'm sure you'd do it in Jack's bed, with him in it, as long as you got a good time." Katie started cracking up. "But seriously, that outburst of Will's. . . it had so many lies in it. . . I don't think he really knew what he was saying."
"Well, obviously. I never told him I liked him."
Katie laughed once more, then rolled onto her side and tried to sleep. Kate grew silent. If Katie never told Will she liked him. . . then how did Will get the idea she did? It wasn't as obvious as Kate had told Katie it was. Kate only guessed that Katie liked him, and had indeed been surprised when she was right.
This crew was completely messed up.
~*~
The next morning, Jack rolled out of bed, missing landing on his feet and fell right on his bum.
"Oof," he said.
Standing up, he rubbed his bum briskly, then left his room. He made it all the way up to the wheel before he ran into anybody else.
"Jack!" Yelled Katie.
"What?!" he called back.
"Kill Will for me, will ya?"
"Ok!"
"Thanks!"
Jack paused, "Wait! Why?"
"Because he's an ass, that's why!"
"Oh, ok!"
At that moment, Will stumbled up on deck, rubbing his head. "Oh, my poor head," he moaned, "Blasted headaches."
Jack turned to Katie, "Shall I kill him now?"
"Sure," Katie said, while glaring in Will's direction.
"What'd I do?"
"Other than the fact that you . . . that you . . . you know!" Katie cried.
"No, I don't really know."
"You don't remember?!"
"Haven't I said that already?"
"Yeah, but still! You should remember! You were absolutely horrible!" Katie roared before storming off.
"What was that about?" Jack asked.
"I have no idea."
"Well . . . what did you do?"
"I don't remember!"
"Oh. Were you drunk?"
"Maybe."
"That means yes, doesn't it?"
"I suppose."
"You think that wise, boy, when dealing with the female species?"
"You should talk!" Will spat back.
Jack looked down at his compass. "OH, we're heading a little too far east."
"That compass doesn't work! And you just did that to change the subject!"
"It does work. And it worked didn't it!"
Suddenly Kate appeared behind Will, arms crossed over her chest and said, "I'm hungry."
"That's your fault. You're the one who didn't eat dinner last night," replied Jack as he turned the wheel a little to the left.
Kate turned to Will and punched him. "That's for what you did to Katie!" she cried.
"What DID I do?!"
Kate punched him again. "And that's for not remembering!"
Kate turned back to Jack with her fists raised. "Give me food, NOW, or I shall punch you!"
"In my cabin. Scurry off!"
Kate turned obediently, paused, turned back, punched Jack, and said, "Thanks for the food!" cheerfully before hurrying away.
"You're right," Will moaned to Jack. "She does have a hard punch.
~*~
Meanwhile, Kate was on her way to Jack's cabin to grab some food. As she passed Will's cabin, she was hit with a pile of dirty clothes.
"Oy! Watch it!" Kate yelled, as she pulled the clothes off her and peeked into the room. She saw Katie who was savagely tearing apart the cabin. "Katie! What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?!" Katie yelled as she paused for a second. "Its the only thing I can do to make myself feel better without killing Will."
"Well, you should be pleased to know that I punched him for you. Twice!" she added as an afterthought.
"Thanks!" Katie cried, joyfully. "I hope you hurt him."
"I think so. He and Jack were both moaning like babies as I walked away."
"Why was Jack moaning?"
"Because I punched him, too."
"Why?"
"Because he didn't give me food, he kidnapped me, he exists and because I could."
"Good enough reason for me. Hey, do you want to help me with this?"
"Sure, why not. I've got enough rage to spare."
Kate walked in and for the next half-hour or so, she and Katie preceded to destroy all of Will's things.
"Hey!" Will cried as he walked by, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Nothing," Kate cried as Katie continued to rip up the bed sheets that she had been destroying.
"But that's my . . . stuff!"
"Yeah, we know," Katie said dryly.
"Yeah, why do you think we're in here?" Kate asked.
"For the view?" suggested Will.
Katie let out a fierce growl of frustration and threw the ripped up bed sheets at Will. Before she walked out of the room, she pushed him, causing him to tumble over the piles of random destroyed possessions. Kate hissed at him and followed Katie.
Will just stared after them blankly.
"Well, what should we do now?" Katie asked.
"I dunno. I'm still in the mood for destroying things. And I'm still hungry. Let's go to Jack's cabin and steal some food, then destroy all his stuff as well."
"Ok!"
~*~
A couple of hours later, after Kate and Katie had finished mutilating Jack's cabin, Kate was in her usual spot atop the mast while Katie was standing at the prow gazing across the sea. Katie was thinking about Will and what had happened the night before. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't notice Will himself come and stand up behind her.
"Katie," he whispered quietly.
Katie stiffened when she heard his voice, but didn't turn around to acknowledge him.
"Katie," Will whispered again. "We need to talk."
Katie just ignored him.
"Katie, I know I did something to you last night. I don't remember what it was, but I think I hurt you. The last thing I want to do is hurt you."
Will moved to Katie's left side. Katie just grimaced and turned the other way.
"Katie, come on," Will groaned. "Just talk to me."
"I don't see why I should," Katie hissed, icily as she started to walk away.
"Please, Katie, just tell me what I did!" Will called after her.
From her position on the mast, Kate could see the war going on in Katie's head based on her expressions. She was deciding whether or not to tell Will the hurtful thing he said to her. Apparently, she decided to because she turned back to Will, looking as though she was trying not to cry.
"You want to know what you did," she started, coldly. "Last night, after supper, you came up to me. We talked a bit about different things. Then you . . . you leaned over and kissed me. I don't know what for, but you did. I had a feeling you might have been drunk, I could taste the alcohol on you but I didn't care. I kissed you back . . . and we kept going from there. Pretty soon, we wanted to find a place where we could . . . you know . . ."
Will nodded. He had a feeling this would turn out a lot worse than it sounded it was going.
Katie quickly wiped away a tear that had escaped. "Well, we stopped at my cabin and argued about where to go. We couldn't go into my room because Kate was there, and wasn't asleep, and we couldn't go to your cabin because you said it was too close to Jack's and he would wake up. Then we started talking about Elizabeth, and I asked how you could be over her so soon and then you . . . you got all mad at me and said that I didn't want anything to happen between us and you said that I . . . I was . . ." Katie tried to stop the sudden flow of tears that came pouring out of her eyes. "Oh, god . . . you said I was . . . a 'bitch looking for a good time'. . . . and I . . . wasn't true . . . and you stormed off . . . and . . ."
Will gulped. He hadn't said that . . . had he? This was really bad.
"Katie," he moaned. "Oh, Katie, I'm so sorry! God, I was so drunk and I didn't know what was happening . . . I didn't mean it! I would never say anything like that to you! Can you ever forgive me?"
Katie stared at him though watery eyes. "I don't know."
"Look, Katie. I would never want to do anything that could jeopardize our friendship. Please, I know that I shouldn't have tried to get in bed with you. It was wrong. I promise you, it will never happen again."
"Yeah, that's the problem," Katie muttered before walking off.
Will stared after her. What did she mean by that? He turned back around and gazed out over the sea, like Katie had been doing earlier.
Kate, still sitting on the mast, sighed heavily. Will didn't get it. Maybe if he knew that Katie loved him . . . not that he would believe it. Kate would have to fix this situation herself.
She climbed down the mast and walked over to Will.
Will heard her coming and turned around hoping it was Katie. His face fell when he noticed it was Kate.
"Hey, thanks for the warm greeting," Kate said.
"Sorry, I'm just in a bad mood."
"Yeah, I saw," Kate said, gesturing to the mast.
"Do you know why Katie was so upset? Other than the fact that I clearly crossed the lines of friendship and called her what I did."
Kate sighted. "Look, Will, Katie will probably kill me for telling you this but . . . she likes you more than you think she does . . ."
"What are you saying?"
"You know what I'm saying. She likes you."
"Really?" Will asked, hopefully.
"Yes."
"Would you believe me if I told you that I might have feeling for Katie as well?"
"Do you"
"I think I might. I've been thinking about her a lot lately. Every time I start thinking too much about Elizabeth, and get so depressed about her death, I start thinking about Katie, and completely forget Elizabeth ever existed."
"My god, you must have it bad for Katie."
"Why do you say that?"
"Think about it," Kate walked away from Will to go find Katie. She needed to talk to her next.
Will sighed. Now he was even more confused. He decided to head back to his cabin to start cleaning it up while he thought.
~*~
Kate hurried towards the cabin that she shared with Katie. She found her crying on the bed.
Katie looked up when she heard Kate enter. She laughed suddenly and said, "You know, I've never cried this much at one time in my life. In fact, I think that this is the first time that I've ever actually cried before.
"Are you sure about that?"
"Well, minus the time when I was a baby."
"Ok, just wondering. You'd have been a weird baby if you hadn't."
"I know."
"So, you wanna talk?"
"No," Katie responded testily.
"Well . . . tough, 'cause we're gonna," Kate replied as she sat down on the bed beside Katie.
"Fine."
They sat in silence.
"The point of this is for you to tell me what you're feeling," Kate pointed out.
"You should talk. You don't ever talk to anybody."
"This is different," Kate cried.
"Is not!"
"Fine, we'll make an agreement. If you talk, then I'll talk," Kate said.
"Fine."
"Well, you first."
"Why not you first?"
"Because your problem is bigger than mine!"
"Is not!"
"Is too! Look, Will might like you!"
"WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
"Well, its possible . . . in some parallel universe . . . maybe . . . he's not sure yet."
Katie looked crestfallen. "Oh."
"Look, this is how our conversation went: Will heard her coming and turned around hoping it was Katie. His face fell when he noticed it was me.
'Hey, thanks for the warm greeting,' I said.
'Sorry, I'm just in a bad mood,' he said
'Yeah, I saw,' I said, gesturing to the mast.
'Do you know why Katie was so upset? Other than the fact that I clearly crossed the lines of friendship and called her what I did,' he asked.
I sighed. 'Look, Will, Katie will probably kill me for telling you this but . . . she likes you more than you think she does . . .' said I.
'What are you saying?' Will replied.
'You know what I'm saying. She likes you,' I said.
'Really?' Will asked, hopefully.
'Yes,' I told him.
'Would you believe me if I told you that I might have feeling for Katie as well?' he asked me.
'Do you?' I asked him.
'I think I might. I've been thinking about her a lot lately. Every time I start thinking too much about Elizabeth, and get so depressed about her death, I start thinking about Katie, and completely forget Elizabeth ever existed,' Will told me.
'My god, you must have it bad for Katie,' I stated.
'Why do you say that?' he asked.
'Think about it,' I said and I walked away from Will to find to you. And here I am!"
"You remembered all that?!" said Katie in shock.
"Yep!"
"Wow," Katie paused. "So, do you think I should go talk to him?"
"Definitely! NOW! GO!!!!!"
~*~
Katie hurried out of the room and went to find Will. Eventually, she found him in his still destroyed cabin.
"Knock, knock," she called from outside his door.
"Come in," Will called back.
Katie walked in and found Will sitting on his bunk looking miserable. "What's wrong?" she asked as she sat down beside Will.
He looked at her quizzically. "Have you . . . Never mind. Nothing."
"Liar. What's wrong?"
"I've just been thinking."
"About Elizabeth?"
"Sure. Since Kate came, Elizabeth has been popping into my mind any time that I look at Kate," Will said and at Katie's quizzical stare he continued, "I feel really bad for Kate. I know that she's adjusting and all but I know how she must feel. Elizabeth told me how she felt when she was a hostage and I bet that Kate's feeling the same way. No matter how good she is at hiding it."
"So talk to her."
"I can't. I look at her and think of Elizabeth and feel miserable. I almost catch myself thinking of Kate as Elizabeth but . . . then I see you and you bring me back to my senses."
"Why do I bring you back to your senses?"
"Because, I have feelings for you."
"Ahh . . . Well, that makes two of us," Katie finished bluntly.
Will was momentarily taken aback and just stared at Katie.
"Say something," she urged.
Will, unable to think of anything to say, leaned in and kissed her. Katie gave a soft sigh and melted into the kiss. It was a long time before they broke apart.
"Or don't say something," Katie said dreamily, "It makes no difference."
"Shh . . ." Will said and kissed her again.
Chapter 3: Interesting Incidents
That night, Kate was lying in bed, staring at the shadows on the ceiling. She couldn't sleep. She just kept picturing Jack's rough kiss over and over and over. Groaning in frustration, she rolled onto her side and fiercely wished Katie was back in the room so she could at least talk to someone.
Where was Katie anyway? Kate had come back to the room they now shared after the "mast incident" with Jack and she hadn't seen her since. It was really late. Kate almost started to worry about her, when she remembered Katie was a pirate, and definitely able to take care of herself. No doubt about that.
Suddenly, Kate heard voices outside the door to the room. She quickly placed them as Katie's and Will's. They were giggling quietly and whispering to each other. Curious, Kate listened closely.
"Come on, Katie," Will was whispering. "I want to."
"But Will, we can't!"
"Why not? The kid's probably asleep. We can be quiet."
"She's not asleep," Katie whispered, wisely.
"How do you know that?"
"Think about it. After all that's happened today. . . would you be sleep?"
"If Jack had kissed me? I wouldn't sleep for months."
"Shut up!" Katie giggled.
Will laughed. Then there were some sucking noises that sounded suspiciously like kissing to Kate. Her eyes widened in shock. Katie and Will . . . were kissing? How did that happen?
Will groaned. "Come ON, Katie!"
"Not in there. What about your room?"
"Bed's too small. Too close to Jack. He'd wake up."
"How do you know that?" Katie questioned.
"Err. . ."
Katie giggled. "Never mind. I don't want to know."
There were more kissing sounds for awhile, and Kate almost thought they were about to have sex right outside the door.
"Will . . . Will, we have to stop," Katie whispered.
"No we don't."
"Will . . . what about Elizabeth? I thought you weren't over her yet."
"Maybe I am."
"Will. You loved Elizabeth. You married Elizabeth. It should take longer than a year to forget about her. In fact, you'll never forget about her. You can't be over her."
"I'm a fast healer."
"Will," Katie said, forcefully.
Will was silent for a second before hissing, "You just don't want this to happen between us. I thought you liked me Katie. You told me you liked me. That's why you keep bringing up the kid and Elizabeth. I thought I wanted something with you Katie. . . to help me get over Elizabeth. Now. . . now I know you're nothing but a bitch looking for a good time."
Kate gasped quietly. Where the hell did that come from? She didn't know Will, but she knew enough about him to tell that this outburst was nothing usual.
Katie gasped as well. "William Turner! I've never been more insulted in my life!"
"Then maybe you shouldn't mess with people's hearts."
Kate heard Will storm away. Katie slumped against the door, sobbing. Kate's heart went out to her. Katie really liked Will, and now Will finally seemed like he wanted something to do with her. . . only to accuse her of being a tease. Katie's pitiful sobs quickly drew Kate from her bed. She opened the door to find Katie curled up in a ball.
"Katie," she said. "Katie, what's wrong?" Kate didn't want Katie to know she had been eavesdropping on her.
Apparently, Katie knew she had. "You heard everything," she sobbed. "He hates me!"
"He doesn't hate you," Kate said.
"Yes he does. He wanted sex with me. . . and I wanted to let him. . . to be close to Will like that. . . it's all I want. But I didn't want to be used as a way to get over Elizabeth. I wanted him to like me for real. . . Its never going to happen between us, is it?"
Kate sighed. "Listen, Katie, I don't know how Will's mind works, let alone any man for that matter. All I know is, that maybe if you prove to him you like him. . ."
Katie cut Kate off saying, "But I don't just like him, kid. I've realized that. I. . ." Katie burst into fresh tears.
"Oh god. . . do you love him?" Kate asked.
Katie nodded with her head in her hands.
Kate started rubbing Katie's back soothingly while she searched for words to say. Finally, she came up with, "Katie, I know Will will come around if you prove to him that you love him. Show him how much he means to you, that you would do anything for him. I don't know how anyone could resist that."
Katie sniffled, then looked up at Kate. "Thanks, kid," she said. She paused. "I didn't ever get your name, did I? I mean, maybe I got it, but I just can't remember."
Kate laughed. "No, you didn't get it yet. I'm Kate."
"Kate?"
"Yeah."
"Wow, it's so close to Katie."
"The only difference is an 'i'."
"That's weird."
"It is, isn't it. Come on, let's get to bed."
They both entered the room and settled down in their beds. After a few minutes of silence, Katie asked, "If I had been a. . . a 'bitch looking for a good time' like Will called me. . . wouldn't I have done it with him regardless of you or Elizabeth?"
Kate laughed. "If you were that way, I'm sure you'd do it in Jack's bed, with him in it, as long as you got a good time." Katie started cracking up. "But seriously, that outburst of Will's. . . it had so many lies in it. . . I don't think he really knew what he was saying."
"Well, obviously. I never told him I liked him."
Katie laughed once more, then rolled onto her side and tried to sleep. Kate grew silent. If Katie never told Will she liked him. . . then how did Will get the idea she did? It wasn't as obvious as Kate had told Katie it was. Kate only guessed that Katie liked him, and had indeed been surprised when she was right.
This crew was completely messed up.
~*~
The next morning, Jack rolled out of bed, missing landing on his feet and fell right on his bum.
"Oof," he said.
Standing up, he rubbed his bum briskly, then left his room. He made it all the way up to the wheel before he ran into anybody else.
"Jack!" Yelled Katie.
"What?!" he called back.
"Kill Will for me, will ya?"
"Ok!"
"Thanks!"
Jack paused, "Wait! Why?"
"Because he's an ass, that's why!"
"Oh, ok!"
At that moment, Will stumbled up on deck, rubbing his head. "Oh, my poor head," he moaned, "Blasted headaches."
Jack turned to Katie, "Shall I kill him now?"
"Sure," Katie said, while glaring in Will's direction.
"What'd I do?"
"Other than the fact that you . . . that you . . . you know!" Katie cried.
"No, I don't really know."
"You don't remember?!"
"Haven't I said that already?"
"Yeah, but still! You should remember! You were absolutely horrible!" Katie roared before storming off.
"What was that about?" Jack asked.
"I have no idea."
"Well . . . what did you do?"
"I don't remember!"
"Oh. Were you drunk?"
"Maybe."
"That means yes, doesn't it?"
"I suppose."
"You think that wise, boy, when dealing with the female species?"
"You should talk!" Will spat back.
Jack looked down at his compass. "OH, we're heading a little too far east."
"That compass doesn't work! And you just did that to change the subject!"
"It does work. And it worked didn't it!"
Suddenly Kate appeared behind Will, arms crossed over her chest and said, "I'm hungry."
"That's your fault. You're the one who didn't eat dinner last night," replied Jack as he turned the wheel a little to the left.
Kate turned to Will and punched him. "That's for what you did to Katie!" she cried.
"What DID I do?!"
Kate punched him again. "And that's for not remembering!"
Kate turned back to Jack with her fists raised. "Give me food, NOW, or I shall punch you!"
"In my cabin. Scurry off!"
Kate turned obediently, paused, turned back, punched Jack, and said, "Thanks for the food!" cheerfully before hurrying away.
"You're right," Will moaned to Jack. "She does have a hard punch.
~*~
Meanwhile, Kate was on her way to Jack's cabin to grab some food. As she passed Will's cabin, she was hit with a pile of dirty clothes.
"Oy! Watch it!" Kate yelled, as she pulled the clothes off her and peeked into the room. She saw Katie who was savagely tearing apart the cabin. "Katie! What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?!" Katie yelled as she paused for a second. "Its the only thing I can do to make myself feel better without killing Will."
"Well, you should be pleased to know that I punched him for you. Twice!" she added as an afterthought.
"Thanks!" Katie cried, joyfully. "I hope you hurt him."
"I think so. He and Jack were both moaning like babies as I walked away."
"Why was Jack moaning?"
"Because I punched him, too."
"Why?"
"Because he didn't give me food, he kidnapped me, he exists and because I could."
"Good enough reason for me. Hey, do you want to help me with this?"
"Sure, why not. I've got enough rage to spare."
Kate walked in and for the next half-hour or so, she and Katie preceded to destroy all of Will's things.
"Hey!" Will cried as he walked by, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Nothing," Kate cried as Katie continued to rip up the bed sheets that she had been destroying.
"But that's my . . . stuff!"
"Yeah, we know," Katie said dryly.
"Yeah, why do you think we're in here?" Kate asked.
"For the view?" suggested Will.
Katie let out a fierce growl of frustration and threw the ripped up bed sheets at Will. Before she walked out of the room, she pushed him, causing him to tumble over the piles of random destroyed possessions. Kate hissed at him and followed Katie.
Will just stared after them blankly.
"Well, what should we do now?" Katie asked.
"I dunno. I'm still in the mood for destroying things. And I'm still hungry. Let's go to Jack's cabin and steal some food, then destroy all his stuff as well."
"Ok!"
~*~
A couple of hours later, after Kate and Katie had finished mutilating Jack's cabin, Kate was in her usual spot atop the mast while Katie was standing at the prow gazing across the sea. Katie was thinking about Will and what had happened the night before. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't notice Will himself come and stand up behind her.
"Katie," he whispered quietly.
Katie stiffened when she heard his voice, but didn't turn around to acknowledge him.
"Katie," Will whispered again. "We need to talk."
Katie just ignored him.
"Katie, I know I did something to you last night. I don't remember what it was, but I think I hurt you. The last thing I want to do is hurt you."
Will moved to Katie's left side. Katie just grimaced and turned the other way.
"Katie, come on," Will groaned. "Just talk to me."
"I don't see why I should," Katie hissed, icily as she started to walk away.
"Please, Katie, just tell me what I did!" Will called after her.
From her position on the mast, Kate could see the war going on in Katie's head based on her expressions. She was deciding whether or not to tell Will the hurtful thing he said to her. Apparently, she decided to because she turned back to Will, looking as though she was trying not to cry.
"You want to know what you did," she started, coldly. "Last night, after supper, you came up to me. We talked a bit about different things. Then you . . . you leaned over and kissed me. I don't know what for, but you did. I had a feeling you might have been drunk, I could taste the alcohol on you but I didn't care. I kissed you back . . . and we kept going from there. Pretty soon, we wanted to find a place where we could . . . you know . . ."
Will nodded. He had a feeling this would turn out a lot worse than it sounded it was going.
Katie quickly wiped away a tear that had escaped. "Well, we stopped at my cabin and argued about where to go. We couldn't go into my room because Kate was there, and wasn't asleep, and we couldn't go to your cabin because you said it was too close to Jack's and he would wake up. Then we started talking about Elizabeth, and I asked how you could be over her so soon and then you . . . you got all mad at me and said that I didn't want anything to happen between us and you said that I . . . I was . . ." Katie tried to stop the sudden flow of tears that came pouring out of her eyes. "Oh, god . . . you said I was . . . a 'bitch looking for a good time'. . . . and I . . . wasn't true . . . and you stormed off . . . and . . ."
Will gulped. He hadn't said that . . . had he? This was really bad.
"Katie," he moaned. "Oh, Katie, I'm so sorry! God, I was so drunk and I didn't know what was happening . . . I didn't mean it! I would never say anything like that to you! Can you ever forgive me?"
Katie stared at him though watery eyes. "I don't know."
"Look, Katie. I would never want to do anything that could jeopardize our friendship. Please, I know that I shouldn't have tried to get in bed with you. It was wrong. I promise you, it will never happen again."
"Yeah, that's the problem," Katie muttered before walking off.
Will stared after her. What did she mean by that? He turned back around and gazed out over the sea, like Katie had been doing earlier.
Kate, still sitting on the mast, sighed heavily. Will didn't get it. Maybe if he knew that Katie loved him . . . not that he would believe it. Kate would have to fix this situation herself.
She climbed down the mast and walked over to Will.
Will heard her coming and turned around hoping it was Katie. His face fell when he noticed it was Kate.
"Hey, thanks for the warm greeting," Kate said.
"Sorry, I'm just in a bad mood."
"Yeah, I saw," Kate said, gesturing to the mast.
"Do you know why Katie was so upset? Other than the fact that I clearly crossed the lines of friendship and called her what I did."
Kate sighted. "Look, Will, Katie will probably kill me for telling you this but . . . she likes you more than you think she does . . ."
"What are you saying?"
"You know what I'm saying. She likes you."
"Really?" Will asked, hopefully.
"Yes."
"Would you believe me if I told you that I might have feeling for Katie as well?"
"Do you"
"I think I might. I've been thinking about her a lot lately. Every time I start thinking too much about Elizabeth, and get so depressed about her death, I start thinking about Katie, and completely forget Elizabeth ever existed."
"My god, you must have it bad for Katie."
"Why do you say that?"
"Think about it," Kate walked away from Will to go find Katie. She needed to talk to her next.
Will sighed. Now he was even more confused. He decided to head back to his cabin to start cleaning it up while he thought.
~*~
Kate hurried towards the cabin that she shared with Katie. She found her crying on the bed.
Katie looked up when she heard Kate enter. She laughed suddenly and said, "You know, I've never cried this much at one time in my life. In fact, I think that this is the first time that I've ever actually cried before.
"Are you sure about that?"
"Well, minus the time when I was a baby."
"Ok, just wondering. You'd have been a weird baby if you hadn't."
"I know."
"So, you wanna talk?"
"No," Katie responded testily.
"Well . . . tough, 'cause we're gonna," Kate replied as she sat down on the bed beside Katie.
"Fine."
They sat in silence.
"The point of this is for you to tell me what you're feeling," Kate pointed out.
"You should talk. You don't ever talk to anybody."
"This is different," Kate cried.
"Is not!"
"Fine, we'll make an agreement. If you talk, then I'll talk," Kate said.
"Fine."
"Well, you first."
"Why not you first?"
"Because your problem is bigger than mine!"
"Is not!"
"Is too! Look, Will might like you!"
"WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
"Well, its possible . . . in some parallel universe . . . maybe . . . he's not sure yet."
Katie looked crestfallen. "Oh."
"Look, this is how our conversation went: Will heard her coming and turned around hoping it was Katie. His face fell when he noticed it was me.
'Hey, thanks for the warm greeting,' I said.
'Sorry, I'm just in a bad mood,' he said
'Yeah, I saw,' I said, gesturing to the mast.
'Do you know why Katie was so upset? Other than the fact that I clearly crossed the lines of friendship and called her what I did,' he asked.
I sighed. 'Look, Will, Katie will probably kill me for telling you this but . . . she likes you more than you think she does . . .' said I.
'What are you saying?' Will replied.
'You know what I'm saying. She likes you,' I said.
'Really?' Will asked, hopefully.
'Yes,' I told him.
'Would you believe me if I told you that I might have feeling for Katie as well?' he asked me.
'Do you?' I asked him.
'I think I might. I've been thinking about her a lot lately. Every time I start thinking too much about Elizabeth, and get so depressed about her death, I start thinking about Katie, and completely forget Elizabeth ever existed,' Will told me.
'My god, you must have it bad for Katie,' I stated.
'Why do you say that?' he asked.
'Think about it,' I said and I walked away from Will to find to you. And here I am!"
"You remembered all that?!" said Katie in shock.
"Yep!"
"Wow," Katie paused. "So, do you think I should go talk to him?"
"Definitely! NOW! GO!!!!!"
~*~
Katie hurried out of the room and went to find Will. Eventually, she found him in his still destroyed cabin.
"Knock, knock," she called from outside his door.
"Come in," Will called back.
Katie walked in and found Will sitting on his bunk looking miserable. "What's wrong?" she asked as she sat down beside Will.
He looked at her quizzically. "Have you . . . Never mind. Nothing."
"Liar. What's wrong?"
"I've just been thinking."
"About Elizabeth?"
"Sure. Since Kate came, Elizabeth has been popping into my mind any time that I look at Kate," Will said and at Katie's quizzical stare he continued, "I feel really bad for Kate. I know that she's adjusting and all but I know how she must feel. Elizabeth told me how she felt when she was a hostage and I bet that Kate's feeling the same way. No matter how good she is at hiding it."
"So talk to her."
"I can't. I look at her and think of Elizabeth and feel miserable. I almost catch myself thinking of Kate as Elizabeth but . . . then I see you and you bring me back to my senses."
"Why do I bring you back to your senses?"
"Because, I have feelings for you."
"Ahh . . . Well, that makes two of us," Katie finished bluntly.
Will was momentarily taken aback and just stared at Katie.
"Say something," she urged.
Will, unable to think of anything to say, leaned in and kissed her. Katie gave a soft sigh and melted into the kiss. It was a long time before they broke apart.
"Or don't say something," Katie said dreamily, "It makes no difference."
"Shh . . ." Will said and kissed her again.