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Katrina blinked in the morning light and sat up, squinting. She could feel the strong heat of the sun on her hair and the warmth of the white sand underneath her. She smiled at Jack who was lying next to her, still asleep. Suddenly the fact that they were stuck on an island in the stifling heat didn't matter any more. Kat had never felt so contented, just lying on a beach next to Jack and watching the sea lap at the shore.

Last night had been just incredible. She had never been so open or intimate with anyone before. She and Jack both knew that they needed to sort things out between them. Instead of fighting their emotions and taking out their frustration on each other, they decided to share their trust by talking. Kat shared a few more of her stories and told Jack about what had happened with Benjamin Blackmore. Jack revealed the truth about some of his adventures and told her things he had never told anyone – about his life before he was a pirate and much more besides. Afterwards, it was obvious that things wouldn't be the same again between them. They couldn't take back what they had said, or the bond that had formed between them. Jack had felt uneasy at this point, knowing that there was no going back once he'd revealed his secrets to her. But then he had looked at Kat and found that it didn't bother him as much as he expected it to. He had looked deep into her eyes and kissed her then.

Katrina reached for her dress and put it on, the sun heated material warming her skin. Jack was still lying there asleep. Her heart fluttered as she remembered the night before; his touch, his kiss. It had been so special, for both of them. She knew that Jack had been with a lot of women, but with her it had seemed meaningful to him. She hoped it had, because it certainly had been for her. It didn't even seem so bad being trapped on the island, because she didn't feel trapped any more. Now that everything was how it was with Jack, it almost seemed like paradise. Kat smiled to herself again and looked out to sea. She froze. There was a ship on the horizon – and it was heading towards them.

"Jack!" she shouted, shaking him. "There's a ship! Jack, wake up!"

Jack groaned drowsily in his sleep and muttered incoherently. Kat gave him gentle slap around the face and he awoke and sat up with a start. He blinked and frowned at the horizon.

"Is it the Pearl?" Katrina asked him, grinding her fingernails into the sand. It had to be, it just had to. But the hope in Jack's face had been replaced with horror.

"No, it's bloody not." Jack growled and stood up. Kat followed him as he reached for his shirt. "It's a Navy ship."

Katrina just stared at him and back at the approaching ship in shock. Jack had told her last night that he had been caught by the Navy before and almost hanged. It didn't seem likely that he'd be able to escape this time. It suddenly occurred to her that the officials could be looking at them through a spyglass at this very minute.

"Jack! Hurry up and get dressed!" she cried as he hopped about trying to pull his breeches on. She picked up the rest of his clothes and flung them at him, dancing around him in panic. It would have looked hilarious if it wasn't so serious. Jack had one leg in his breeches and was trying to button his shirt at the same time. He suddenly took hold of Katrina.

"Look, just calm down, savvy?" he told her, although he was looking over her shoulder at the Dauntless at the same time.

"CALM? How can I be calm?" she shouted. "They've really got you this time, Jack! They'll hang you!"

The warm wind blew her dark hair forward as she watched the Navy ship get closer and closer. She couldn't believe that a few minutes ago she had been so happy. She and Jack had finally gotten somewhere – they couldn't take him away from her now. But there was nothing they could do but watch in despair as the ship got closer and closer. Jack looked at Kat's distressed face and put his arm comfortingly around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Katrina leaned against him and closed her eyes, wishing that when she opened them the Navy ship would be gone. Suddenly she felt Jack pull away from her. She opened her eyes to see him running down to the shore. The Navy ship was nearer now and Kat could see the men in red uniform on the deck. Jack was staring out to sea where another ship had appeared on the horizon.

"Jack?" Kat called down the beach. "What is it?"

"It's the Pearl." Jack answered back without turning around. They had come back to rescue him and Kat – but they were too late. Jack watched with a heavy heart as the Black Pearl started to retreat from the direction of the island. Of course they couldn't hang around whilst Norrington and his army of pirate hunters were near. Jack stared at the horizon, thinking that it would probably be the last he ever saw of his beloved ship. He dragged his eyes away from the sea as the Royal Navy officers climbed off the Dauntless and ran up to him, seizing him by both arms.

"Commodore!"

Katrina watched as a man wearing white and navy blue approached Jack, smiling smugly. He was quite a handsome man, but Kat couldn't stand the way he was looking at Jack.

"Well, well. If it isn't Jack Sparrow."

"Captain Jack Sparrow" Jack corrected him, narrowing his eyes.

"We might have let you get away last time, but I assure you that won't be the case today."

The Commodore continued speaking to Jack in low, cold tone. Suddenly two more men ran to Kat, holding her arms tightly. She struggled against them defiantly.

"Get your hands off me!" she said, thoroughly annoyed. "I'm not armed or anything!"

Jack turned away from what the Commodore was saying to him and shouted across the beach furiously,

"Let her go, it's me you're dealing with."

The Commodore's eyes flickered from Jack to Katrina and he walked away from Jack and over to where Kat stood. Jack moved forward as if he wanted to follow; his fierce gaze fixed on the Commodore's back. Kat looked up at the Commodore with dislike; it was times like these she wished she was taller. His eyes trailed over her straggly hair and her worn out purple dress with distaste.

"And how did you end up here with a wanted pirate, miss?" he asked her, frowning in disapproval. Kat guessed that he was trying to trick her into admitting that she had been involved in piracy, so she stayed silent. She kept her eyes on Jack who was looking at her from where the navy officers still held him.

The Commodore sighed when she refused to answer. "Your name, miss?"

Kat thought fast. If she gave her name as Scorer then they would probably link her to her mother in no time at all. She remembered the false name she and her mother had adopted to cover that she was a pirate.

"Smith. Katrina Smith."

The Commodore smiled broadly as if Kat had given him a present. "The naval officers of St Lucia are said to be searching for a woman of that name who disappeared the week before last. It seems she's wanted for pick pocketing."

Damn, Kat thought and stared down at her boots. She had forgotten that she had been noticed as a thief in St Lucia.

"Miss Smith here seems to be just as much a criminal as Mr Sparrow." The Commodore declared to his men. "Take them aboard."

As the HMS Dauntless began to sail away from the island, Jack was immediately taken below deck, leaving Katrina alone on the deck with the two Lieutenants who were guarding her. She felt her stomach clench in fear as she wondered what was going to happen to her and Jack now. It seemed like she had an appointment with the gallows along with Jack. So why hadn't they taken her below deck with him? Then, another naval officer approached her.

"Commodore Norrington wants to see you, miss."

Kat followed him down the deck to a room with double doors and glass panels. He held open one of the doors for her and closed it after she had entered. She approached the desk where Norrington was sat, maps and papers spread out in front of him on the table.

"Where have you taken Jack?" she demanded, glaring at him.

"Mr Sparrow is a convict that should have been hung a long time ago. He'll stay in the prison below deck until we reach Port Royal." Norrington answered dryly, meeting her angry eyes calmly.

"And then you're just going to…kill him at dawn?" Kat exclaimed in an accusing tone of voice. "You save him from being stranded on an island to take him to the noose? What's the point? If you want him to die than wouldn't you prefer him to suffer in the intense heat and starve to death?"

"Miss Smith, Jack Sparrow is a pirate and his death will be carried out in the same tradition as it has been for criminals for centuries. It is my duty as an officer in the Royal Navy to catch fugitives who are a danger to others. I have not asked you in here to argue about the manner in which the Royal Navy deals with pirates."

Norrington stood up behind his desk so he was once again taller than Kat. After all, he was her superior and it wouldn't do for him, a Commodore, to be talked down to by common thief who was obviously emotionally involved with a pirate.

"I asked you in here to tell you that we are not going to take you to Port Royal after all. Although you deserve the same sentence at dawn as Mr Sparrow, it would be more sufficient if you were tried and convicted in your home port. Seeing as you are not from Port Royal, nobody would be interested in coming to your execution and you are not our responsibility. We will take you to back to St Lucia and leave your fate with the officials there."

Kat stared at Norrington, trying to take in what he had just told her. For a moment she thought she hadn't heard right – they weren't going to hang her? She was going back to St Lucia; they were letting her go.

"If you're letting me go, then why can't you do the same for Jack?" Kat asked Norrington, almost pleading with him. "You said yourself that I'm just as much a criminal as he is!"

"I have been through this and I am not going to repeat myself." Norrington frowned, his patience with Katrina waning. Kat looked at him in his smart uniform and his pompous wig and remembered what Jack had told her about him the night before when describing his adventures.

"Jack's a good man. You know he is." Kat said, trying to find the man behind the Commodore. "He saved the woman you wanted to marry from drowning, didn't he? He didn't have to, but he did."

Norrington blinked as she stared knowingly into his eyes. "How do you know about that?" His voice quavered slightly and lost its formal tone.

Kat raised an eyebrow mysteriously at him and folded her arms. "That's not all I know about the matter."

Norrington avoided her eyes, embarrassed as he realised that must know that Elizabeth had turned him down for a blacksmith. She smiled at him, knowing that she had the upper hand. Commodore Norrington regained his composure and said icily to Kat,

"Of course, there is always another option regarding our plans to take you St Lucia. Instead, we can take you straight to the naval officers who will subsequently put you in prison straight away. We are giving you a chance here, Miss Smith. Do not abuse it by acting in such a manipulative fashion."

He opened one of the doors for her to leave, but Kat had more to say.

"But what about Jack – please, you have to let me see him."

"No." Norrington said simply, getting her back for how she had spoken to him earlier.

Kat turned pale. "Please…I have to see him one last time. You have to at least give me a chance to say goodbye."

Norrington ignored her and nodded to the Lieutenant who was standing outside. He came and tried to drag her from the room but she pushed him away, still shouting at Norrington. It took two of them to take her away and by then she couldn't stop the tears from falling down her face. She felt the sea air dry her fresh tears as she looked out at the blue sea and the island shrinking into the distance. The adventure Jack had taken her on was truly over. Now she'd never see him again.