A/N: Hey everyone.  Fast enough update for you all?  Thanks for all the reviews.  I love all of you unconditionally.  Well, as far as reader-writer relationship could go.  Anyway, here is chapter two.  Hope you like it.  YO HO!

Chapter 2: Now Tell Me, Who Be The Captain?

Kat sat in the Captain Quarters on the side of the bed and looked around the huge room.  She looked over at her husband who was also looking around the large room, although he had a huge bottle of what looked like his favorite rum gripped tightly in his hand.  Every so often he would put the bottle up to his lips and take a swig or two to find another train of thought.  Kat sighed and curled up next to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"So, have you thought of another plan?  Or are we still dead in the water?" Kat asked rubbing Jack's chest through his shirt.  It had been a few days since they had set sail for Port Royal and Jack let Gibbs and Anamaria take the helm for him.  He was usually locked in the captain's cabin, trying to formulate a plan and find out why there were pirates still standing.

"Dead in the water, luv," Jack sighed and put the bottle of rum on the side table next to the huge bed, "I don' understand somethin'.  There should be nothin' left of the Harbinger.  Or of her crew."

Kat looked up at Jack with a confused look, "What are you talking about, Jack?  If they ambushed the Port, than not many people could have prepared for it."

"Tha's not wha' I'm talkin' about," Jack kept his gaze locked up at the ceiling above their heads and started to wave his hands in his usual flamboyant fashion to express his thoughts, "Norrington is a very hard man to defeat.  Believe me… I know.  Especially if he had a ship like the Dauntless, or near anythin' close to her.  Knowin' Norrington, the Harbinger and her crew should 'ave been takin' care of long before now."

"What are you saying?  They are invincible?" Kat asked with a little giggle.

"No, every ship and crew has its weak point," Jack said letting a smile come over his face and looking down at Kat, "I jus' don' like the feelin' tha' Norrington is hidin' somethin' from me.  Especially when I told him I would help him."

"Well, I don't like the idea of following the big blow heart into danger at all," Kat said with a slight grumble to her voice, "Stupid blighter probably doesn't even know what he is doing."

"Well, well, luv.  It seems tha' becomin' a pirate has changed yer perception on a lot 'o things," Jack said letting the grin crawl even further across his face, "I remember when ye would be sayin' the same thin's about me."

"Yeah, well, I think that a lot of events have changed those perceptions from then to now," she let her own smile grow on her face and leaned over Jack to give him a kiss, "Like you saving me all those times, loving me and marrying me.  I think that those events were very special."

"And jus' how special are we talkin'?" Jack quirked an eyebrow and looked into Kat's eyes.

Kat gave a smirk and started to kiss Jack again, letting his arms press against her back and her hands fumble through his hair.  For once she didn't have to worry about his prized hat being in the way since it was hanging on one of the bedposts to the side of them.  She smiled against his lips and pulled away slightly.

"Now, we need to get back on trying to help Port Royal," she slipped from his grasp and walked over to the maps that covered his desk.

Jack looked at her with his mouth open and gaped at her actions, "Now ye 'ave to admit tha' was jus' a bit unfair, don' ye think?"

"What?" Kat asked innocently, batting her eyelashes for an effect.  Before Jack could answer she turned back around and began to look for a specific map.

"Ye know wha'… ye… ye…" Jack let out a breath of frustration and rolled his eyes unable to find words to combat his wife with, "Ye are goin' to get it one of these days, luv."

"Mhum," Kat was looking at the maps again and didn't really listen nor pay attention to his last statement.

"I'm goin' to check on the crew," Jack mumbled and stepped out of the cabin, "I can't believe tha' woman.  I mean, who is wearin' the boots in the relationship?"

Jack turned the corner and found Gibbs and Charlie, a new, young addition to the crew, playing a game of cards on top of a wooden crate.  Usually Jack wouldn't let many young men join on the Pearl, but the boy had sailing experience and was very handy to have around.  Anamaria walked down from the helm to fetch Gibbs and looked over the game that was being played.  She looked up to see Jack and let a smirk grow on her face when she saw the scowl begin to grow on his.  Jack stepped up to the two men and cleared his throat before the two men finally noticed that he was even there.

"Hey there Cap'n," Charlie said pleasantly with a smile, "How far off be Port Royal, now?"

"I wouldn't know," Jack said in a scruffy voice leaning over toward Gibbs, "I left Gibbs in charge of the coordinates after I retired to me cabin."

"Aye, ye did," Gibbs made another move, pretty much making it an inescapable position for Charlie, "An' from wha' I saw Anamaria was doin' a fine job 'o sailin'."

"Don' ye bring me into this, Gibbs," Anamaria warned from the wall she was leaning on.

"Maybe she was doin' a fine job, but I put ye in charge," Jack reminded him.

"Aye, aye Jack," Gibbs waved his hand, ready to look for Charlie's next move and flip of his hand.

Before Jack could say another word Kat came up from behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Jack, are you sure that these maps are recent?"

"I'm pretty sure," Jack took a hold of the one she was holding out and turned it left and right for a better overview of the whole paper.  Kat watched him, then let her eyes wonder to the two crewmembers that were sitting and playing cards, while the other female pirate leaned against the wall.  She cleared her throat once and the two men looked up at her.

"Charlie, aren't you suppose to be up on the main deck helping Mr. Riggins with the sails?" she narrowed her eyes at the young man and shifted her eyes to signal him toward the stairs to the deck.

"Yes, ma'am," he nodded his head furiously and started to run up the stairs and out to the sails.

Kat looked over at Gibbs who had just got up to head toward his own duties before Kat could catch on.  But it was already too late for him.

"Mr. Gibbs," Kat called out his name and stopped him with a hand on his shoulder, "I thought your captain told you to steer this ship toward Port Royal.  What are happening to do down here?  A leak came to your attention?"

Gibbs rubbed his arm with a little bit of apprehensiveness and shifted his weight from foot to foot, "Aye I was Miss-"

"Ahem!" Kat cleared her throat again, gaining the full attention of Jack and a small chuckle from Anamaria.

"Mrs. Captain Sparrow," Gibbs said hastily to cover his mistake.

"Thank you," Kat smiled and tilted her head.  She looked over at Anamaria, "So where were you heading."

"To grab Gibbs back to the helm," Anamaria said with a smirk, pushing herself off the wall, "And then I was heading down to the brig to do some tidying up."

"Good," Kat nodded her head again and went back over to Jack, "I probably am just reading the maps wrong.  I'll figure it out."

She kissed a stunned Jack on the cheek and began to walk back up toward the captain's cabin.  After she was around the corner Jack shook his head and looked at the two remaining crewmembers that were left.  He put his forehead in his hand and started to think about what had just happened.

"Now tell me," Jack started looking at Gibbs and Anamaria, "Who be the Captain on this ship?"

"Well, she is… she did… uh…she'll…ye know…" Gibbs struggled for words; pointing toward the direction Kat went and then back the opposite way, trying to get his tongue back in working order.

Anamaria chuckled and walked by Jack, "I would ask the little misses."

Jack nodded, watched Gibbs go back up to the helm and walked back to the captain's cabin.  He found Kat over by the desk sorting out some of the papers and maps.  She scratched the top of her head trying to make heads or tails of the information and didn't hear Jack until he closed the heavy doors behind him.

"Luv?" he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Yes?" Kat asked, still looking over the papers that were everywhere.

"Who be the captain on the Pearl?" he asked putting his head on her shoulder.

She put a confused look on her face and turned around to face Jack, "Well of course you are, Captain Jack Sparrow."

He smiled, kissed her forehead and then turned serious again, "Then wha' was all tha' about on deck?"

"Well, you gave some orders and I didn't see them being fulfilled," Kat explained, "People should always obey the captain."

She put her index finger on the tip of nose and smiled.  He gained his smiled back and put his forehead to hers.

"So I will always be the captain?"

"Of course," Kat said exasperated and stepped away from him, "Until you die and I take over, at least."

"Is tha' a threat?" Jack acted surprised and hurt.

"Very funny, Jack," Kat giggled and handed him a paper that she found in a pile, "What is this?"

"Wha?" he unfolded the paper and stared at the familiar handwriting that was so familiar to him, "Ye know who wrote this to me?"

Jack sat down in his chair next to the desk and let out a heavy breath, "This was from Catterine."

"Catterine?" Kat asked surprised, "Why would he write to you?  Or why did he write you?"

"I never told ye," Jack looked down at the floor, until Kat sat down next to him on the floor and looked up at him, "Catterine used to be me friend."

"Friend?" Kat asked incredulously, "He wanted to kill you the last time you two met."

"Well, we weren't always tha' prone to figh', luv," Jack looked at her and then back the note, "We used to be a lot closer than tha'."

"How close?" Kat asked not quite understanding just how two completely different men became friends and then enemies.

"Let's not search too much into it, eh?" Jack put the note on the table and grabbed Kat up from the floor, "All I 'ave to say is tha' I was never a eunuch and I never will be one."

"I didn't mean it that way, Jack," Kat poked him in the side.

"Well it be over, so I don' really see the point in goin' back over old memories," Jack started to walk toward the doors, "The crew said tha' they wanted me to inspect somethin' on the deck tonight."

"That doesn't sound like the crew," Kat commented as Jack opened the doors to a star sprinkled night.

The stepped out from the captain's cabin and found the deck in front of them completely dark.  Kat looked around left and right, a little unsure about the situation.  There was barely any time that the crew wasn't on deck, for the exceptions of Jack and her waking up early to enjoy the sunrise together.

Before either of them had time to react some of the crew members jumped up with candles in their hands, "Surprise cap'n!"

Kat shouted and fell back into Jack, quite startled by the two men jumping out in front of her, "What the bloody hell?"

"Surprise, Kat," Anamaria helped Jack pull her up to a standing position as the rest of the crew began to emerge with now lit candles.  Everywhere Kat and Jack looked there was food and –much to Jack's liking- rum covering every table.  The lighting was perfect and Kat was so overwhelmed that she couldn't speak.  Jack on the other hand couldn't wait to break into some of the rum with the rest of the crewmembers.  Gibbs was already at the rum table ready for the captain to take his own picking so he could start as well.

"I suggest the Irish rum," Gibbs commented as Jack came forward, looking over his choices.

Anamaria still had hold on Kat and waited for her to open her mouth and say something, "Well, spit it out Kat!"

"Why?" was the only question or comment Kat uttered from her mouth.

"Fer yer anniversary.  It is comin' up in a few days now, isn't it?" Anamaria patted her on the back, "And ye know how the crew loves the chance to celebrate anythin'.  Especially if it has to include rum and gracious amounts of food."

"Ana," Kat started trying to keep back the laughter that was on the tip of her tongue, "Our anniversary isn't for another month."

Anamaria's smile dropped, "Jus' stay righ' there fer a minute."

Kat nodded and watched Anamaria walk over to some of the other men at the side of the rum table and hit one of them upside the head.  Kat squinted her eyes and laughed lightly at the sight.

"Ye had the wrong month, ye idiot!" Anamaria yelled in his ear, making sure he understood her frustration.  She shook her head and rolled her eyes, then made her way back over to Kat, "Stupid blighter."

"Don't worry about it, Ana.  It is absolutely wonderful," Kat smiled and looked at the candles and decorations that the crew had managed to scrounged up from the past loots and plunders.

Jack soon came over, a little drunk than usual- wait, that doesn't sound like Jack.  He's always permanently drunk.  Anyway, he sauntered over to Kat and put his arm around her shoulders.

"Here's to one year down!" he drank more of the rum in his hand and then walked toward another drunk crewman, "Ye lookin' at me wife?"

"Looks like yer goin' to 'ave yer hands full tonight," Anamaria nodded her head toward Jack.

"What? You mean him?" Kat pointed at Jack feigning surprise, "Oh no, he will be fine.  I'm more worried about you and all of those men that are going to be drunk around you.  I mean, no doubt you can handle yourself, but goodness, just to think about it gives me a headache."

Anamaria's laughter stopped short and she squinted her eyes angrily at Kat. Kat shrugged her shoulders and walked off to find Jack and to make sure he didn't fall overboard.

"Aye, a long night indeed," Anamaria sighed and hit one of the men coming up behind her.

***

Meanwhile on board the grand ship, the 'Golden Eagle', Norrington and his men try to piece together what had happened in their previous encounter with the Harbinger's crew.  Unknown to the soldiers, Norrington also had another mystery on his mind.  The true identity of Kat Sparrow and who she was before she became intimate with the dreadful pirate captain Jack Sparrow.

Norrington sat in his esteemed quarters sipping on some wine while looking over papers of kidnapped and otherwise 'thought for dead' women from the area around Port Royal.  The quarters were just as big as that of Jack's, although the colors were more of gold, whites and dark blues, than the blacks and Burgundies that Jack usually required in his room.  He had his small bed in the corner of the room, while his desk was set against the wall, letting him look out one of his windows to see the dark ocean waters and stars.  He sighed once again, picking up the papers of the missing women and began to search for his answer.

He had three possibilities, one very unlikely and two even more so.  One woman didn't even look or sound like the woman he met just the day before and was soon forgotten among the other papers and collections upon his floor.  The other two women were presumed or proclaimed dead.  One was named Charlotte Frendies who had lived just down from the docks in Port Royal.  Once night her home was vandalized by pirates and was taken.  Many believed that it was her body that washed up on the shore the next morning.

Then there was a young Katerina Benikins.  Norrington knew of her well.  Her father was very interested in Norrington to become another one of her suitors.  He had a lot of competition, and at the time, he only had one woman in mind… Elizabeth.  So, he had to decline Mr. Benikin's offer.  He later remembered hearing that she was kidnapped by pirates and soon after joined them.  Harbinger's crew, from what is said in the records, soon killed her later that same year.  She died in her father's arms.  Sad story really, but it could have been false.  He never knew for sure.  Either way he was determined to get to the bottom of Kat Sparrow's true identity.

Norrington put down the papers as he saw the sun's rays starting to shine in through his curtains and windows.  As he peered out he saw the Black Pearl sailing along beside them, maybe a mile off.  Then, looking toward the front end of the ship, he saw the edge of an island.  An edge of a port.  Port Royal.  There were finally there to meet their destiny.

A/N: Sorry, I will get to Port Royal and the other characters soon.  Next, chapter I promise.  Anyway, tell me what you think, I'll be happy if you do.  Um, yeah… it is eleven o' clock at night and it's finals week so I really should be getting to bed.  See you all later then.  And remember, if you review, you will get a reward… meaning next chapter soon!

^-~ Ana