Sorry for the wait, it was part of my cunning plan to get more reviews. Didn't work, did it? Anyway there will probably be a wait for the next chapter too, because I'm not posting it until I finish another.

About this chapter – there is Nina/Norrington, but it's not especially graphic, just one paragraph, you can skip it if you want. Umm...it may also seem kinda rushed because it sorta was – y'know when you have an idea and need to write it down before you forget it. Also this may continue for the whole story but once its all done I'll redo it all and polish it.

Anyways – to the story:

Chapter 3

The stress of paperwork was getting to Commodore Norrington. He found himself arguing with himself about whether to fabricate some story that was perfectly logical and explained why he lost a ship and let a notorious pirate escape or defy his superiors, risk his job and honour, and tell the truth. Gilette was also pestering the man about a new ship seemingly constantly, and when he would be going after Sparrow. Norrington also had a wedding to prepare mentally for. He wanted it not to be awkward but knew it would be.

On top of all this, was Nina. She was a nice pleasant young lady, sure enough, but there was something about her that just didn't seem...honest. Her story sounded genuine and there was nothing to disprove it, but it all seemed too convenient. It didn't help that James was finding himself horribly attracted to her. Her confidence and suavity around him was like nothing he'd before encountered, possibly with the exception of Mr. Sparrow though he was more crude than suave. She was also very pleasing to look at, and Norrington couldn't help staring at her eyes when he had the opportunity. Of course he wouldn't tell her any of this, and appeared doomed to stay lonely forever.

The Commodore sighed and sat back down at his desk. He was a man of action, not paperwork and politics. He was just about to have his sixth attempt at the paperwork when Gilette decided it was appropriate to knock at his door.

"There's someone to see you, sir."

"Who is it, Gilette?" Norrington answered wearily.

"Ms. Wilding" Gilette said with distaste. He was one of the few people along with Will who disliked Nina. He was suspicious of how friendly she was getting with everyone and how they gave her money with no problem.

"Oh. Send her in."

Nina entered the room, and waited until Gilette left before speaking. This annoyed him to no end.

"I thought you needed a break from all the work you've been doing lately."

"Indeed. It's a laborious task, but it must be done."

"Isn't that what your lieutenants are for?"

"I would like to pass it on to them, but I'm not entirely sure of their competence in this sort of matter."

"You need to relax, let them handle it." Nina said as she stepped closer to Norrington.

"I suppose I could..."

"You should."

"Very well. I'll let them handle it later, but what should we do for now?"

"First you need to take off that ridiculous hat and wig." Nina said as she did so. Norrington was taken aback by the gesture and the closeness between them. "Now," She said leading him over to the seat, "You need to lie back, loosen up and let someone else take control."

"Ms. Wilding..." James started but stopped when she kissed him. The kiss was tentative at first but as he eased into it, it became more passionate and deeper.

Nina broke from the kiss and slowly undid the buttons on his shirt trailing kisses down his chest and further.

She hadn't meant to go this far, but she could tell he needed it, and the moment was right. She didn't really want him to be too attached to her, nor her to him, but she couldn't help herself. She couldn't help herself as she straddled him or when she let him enter her. She couldn't help herself as she brought her hips to his while they shared another kiss. She certainly couldn't help herself when she climaxed shortly after he did.

The silence that ensued afterwards was not significantly uncomfortable and was soon broken by Nina.

"Feeling better?" She ventured.

"Yes." James answered shortly.

"Are you alright with this?"

"Uh...yes. Thank you."

Nina offered a small smile.

"What do we do now?" James asked unsure.

"Relax." Nina replied cheerfully. This lightened the mood. "And perhaps get dressed. We wouldn't want Gilette walking in. Now that would be awkward." She added.

"Yes, yes, of course." He said as he slipped his shirt and breeches back on and helped Nina redo her corset again.

"I hate these things." She commented as she stared out the window, wondering if anyone could have seen in. "Huh."

"What is it?"

"That's the Black Pearl, isn't it?"

"What?!" James said as he practically ran the few steps to the window. "Oh, my word, it is. Sorry." He added as he realised he hadn't finished tying her corset.

Just as he did finish and Nina was straightening her dress out, Gilette burst in.

"Sir! The Black Pearl is here!" He said, before giving the two a disapproving scowl.

"Yes, I'm aware of that Lieutenant. Organise a welcoming party down at the dock. I'll be with you in a minute."

Gilette gave the pair one more scowl before muttering a yes sir and leaving.

"Phew," Nina said in relief, "That was lucky timing."

"It was." Norrington agreed. "I ought to get down there."

"Yeah, of course."

They left the room and headed down to the harbour. They got there just before a rowing boat came up to shore with none other than Captain Jack Sparrow at the front. He got out and walked in his jaunty manner towards them. This should be fun, Nina thought to herself.