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A/n: Well I'm getting these up quick, I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it!
A Broken Rose
Chapter 5: Your hospitality...I'm in the brig!
Mackenzie looked up at the sound of some coming down the stairs, she stood from her sitting position on the floor, hoping to see who it was. She gave a long sigh as she seen Captain Jack Sparrow descending the stairs and leaned back against the wooden structure of the ship.
"Well someone looks pleased to see me." Captain Sparrow beamed, obviously in a far better mood than he was previously.
"Of course, Captain." she replied with the utmost politeness, she could muster. She glanced across to her young brother still unconscious unaware of what was happening.
"I can see you've cooled down slightly, time in the brig must be doing you some good. Do you have anything to say to me?" He asked grinning as he walked towards her cell, but stopping before getting, within arms reach.
"No, Captain Sparrow nothing I can think of. I must say though, what a thoroughly cleaned ship you have. Your crew must work exceptionally hard." Mackenzie commented in a seemingly genuine voice accompanied by a smile. Although the Captain could pick up on her sarcasm and was none to pleased, with her bad mouthing his ship, but decided to keep quite about it for now.
"You should be happy, with this gesture of hospitality I'm showing then." He replied in more or less the same voice she had just used with him.
"Your hospitality...I'm in the brig!" She shouted finally loosing her patience with the infuriating Captain, all her shouts managed to do was bring forth a smile from him.
"But a thoroughly cleaned one...did you not say so yourself?" Sparrow questioned looking incredibly pleased with himself. Mackenzie let out a long sigh and leant against the cage, studying the Captain for a moment she couldn't figure him out she realised, his eyes looked so expressive, yet they weren't the walls he build up around himself were strong and she doubted anyone had seen past them in a while. She could hardly comment on such things as she was the same, never showing her true emotions in fear of getting hurt as she had before...her thoughts trailed off as she noticed the Captain studying her. No doubt coming to the same conclusions she had.
"May I ask why you took me aboard?" Mackenzie asked glancing past the Captain to check on her brother, still the same as he was the last time she checked.
"I felt like it." He answered simply and it obviously wasn't the answer she wanted from the look she gave him, but she held her tongue, his threat to her brother burned in her mind.
"So you felt like taking my brother along too?" She questioned her voice rising, she knew her feelings for her brother were getting the best of her.
"No, he was just an added bonus." He told her grinning at her, as he swaggered closer to her cell. "And as I seem to have to keep reminding you this is my ship, an' I can do anything I want." He leaned close into the bars while he said this.
"Well, aren't you lucky?" Mackenzie remarked dryly moving away from the bars and taking up her previous position of leaning up against the ship.
"Indeed, I am. And so are you, because you happen to be sailing towards your desired destination on board the Black Pearl. So Kathryn, where might you be headed?" He asked, and it took a moment for the flash of recognition to go off in her mind that he was speaking to her, as her name was Kathryn.
"Port Royal." She replied simply, realising he probably wasn't just going to sail into Port Royal and drop her off. He would more than likely ransom her, but to whom she had no one there. Well that wasn't entirely true, there was one man, the man she had been going to Port Royal to find. Would he pay a ransom for her though?
"Very nice, I have friends there I haven't seen in a while. I wonder how our good Commodore James is doing?" He questioned seemingly more to himself but he noticed the look of slight shock pass on her face that he knew him. "Do you know dear Norrington?"
"Actually yes, he happens to be the person I was going to see." She told him and she could practically see the wheels turning in his mind.
"I do wonder what the Commodore will pay for you." He questioned, obviously his mind set on ransoming her. "What relation is he to you, or were you sent here to marry him?"
"Captain Sparrow I fail to see how the Commodore's and mine own relations are your business. In answer to your question no I was not sent here to marry him, I'm sure he can find his own wife just fine." Mackenzie replied, not liking the way Jack Sparrow thought he could just demand things on his whim.
"It happens to be my business luv, 'cause as you seem to keep forgetting, it's my ship that you're on. For the rest of this voyage, you'd do well to remember that." he turned and went to leave but was stopped by Mackenzie's voice.
"Are we to stay in the brig for the whole voyage?" Mackenzie asked, she didn't care if she had to stay in the brig, for she had spent time in far worse places. However she feared for her brother that the cold would not fair well for his health and she knew his head needed to be checked.
"Perhaps...unless, we can come to some kind of agreement." He told her cryptically, she had an inkling of what he meant by agreement, and she didn't want to go down that road.
A/n: Ah yes, still quite a moody Sparrow we have here. Well next chappy is some of Mackenzie's past.
