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Chapter 9: Catching Up
I watched Norrington's ship get closer and closer and Jack move about in a jerky, nervous way.
I gave the other ship one last look and ran to the captain's quarters.
Ana-Maria went up to Jack and said, "Ye know, Jack, ye should surrender to 'im while you have the chance. That ship is sure to catch up to us. This isn't the Black Pearl. Who knows what Norrington will do to ye? We're out in open waters with no where to run or escape. His crew will overcome us."
Jack ignored her and continued to steer the ship.
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Meanwhile, on Goryin's ship, Norrington was giving out orders.
"You will not, I repeat, will not harm anyone aboard the ship without my say. I want Jack Sparrow captured and tied and the girl guarded. Are we clear?"
The crew nodded.
Norrington's face was bold and stern as the ship gained onto the Viking.
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Jack's legs quivered, but he tried to show no fear.
The distance between the two ships grew smaller, and Norrington's heart beat faster.
Would he find her?
In less then a minute, Norrington, Goryin, and part of the crew swung over to Jack's ship.
"Jack Sparrow. We meet again," said Norrington, as if Jack's name was something bitter that needed to be spat out.
"Look, Norry, I do not have Isabel with me, do ye see her? So I suggest ye stop saying my name is such a threatening voice."
"You're lying. You're absolutely lying. Pirates. I should know better."
Norrington drew out a sword and pointed towards Jack. He too, pulled out a sword, a rather pitiful one, as it was blunt.
Without warning, swords clashed. Time and time again, each person tried to avoid the other's sword while pointing his own sword to his opponent. Norrington's feet seemed more nimble and his movements with his sword seemed more agile to Jack. He bit his lip. This did not look good at all. It wasn't until Norrington's sword was at his throat that he dropped his sword and gave in.
"Bundle his hands and make sure he does not escape." He turned to Goryin and asked, "Have you found her?"
"Not a trace."
"Are you positive that you've searched every corner of the ship?"
"Well, I have eliminated unlikely areas…" Goryin's voice trailed to a stop.
"I want every inch of this ship to be searched. Thoroughly."
Goryin nodded and walked off.
Norrington went to captain's quarters to closely examine the room. He walked past Jack's desk, his eyes falling on a familiar object, causing him to pick it up.
His eyes lay on a compass. He opened it, seeing a spinning needle. I've seen this before. But where? Sparrow showed it to me once, but what is its purpose, thought Norrington. The needle finally rested. It pointed towards the bed. Surely this direction is not north. He thought for a moment. Then it occurred to him. Jack had once told him that this was no ordinary compass. It pointed to…what was it again? It pointed to your heart's innermost desire. Knowing that, he still did not understand. Why would I want Jack's bed? I don't feel tired. Suddenly, a strange, indecent thought crossed his mind and it made his cheeks flush red in embarrassment. He sat down, still studying the compass which remained pointed towards the bed.
It wasn't until he looked at the floor and at his feet that he noticed a piece of flowered fabric sticking out from under the bed. He yanked on it, but it did not budge.
Stooping down to the ground he lifted the cloth from the mattress and soon understood the compass' behavior.
It wasn't the bed that he truly wanted.
It was Isabel.
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