Heya readers! Welcome back! This is the second chapter of Something Wicked. It's pretty long actually! We get to see some more character development, yay. Enjoy!

I DO NOT OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN, I simply own my OC's.

Katherine fumed with anger as she sat in the brig. It'd only been a few hours since they had been captured but she was still furious. She absentmindedly rubbed her gloved hands while she brooded. June knew to not speak at the moment, it was evident that her mistress was upset. "I cannot believe this," Katherine muttered heatedly "Father sends me off and I end up on a pirate ship."

June nervously fidgeted with her now-dirty skirt; she had to bite down on her tongue from saying comforting things. She knew it wasn't her place and Katherine would snap at her. She worried for their safety; nevertheless she would always protect the girl she had raised from just a child. Katherine stood once more and began to pace the cell she was being held in. She had done this several times before; she would pace, sit, pace, and then sit again, only to get back up and pace.

The brig, the place they were being held in, made Katherine feel uneasy. The only source of brightness was small sunlight beams, although now since it was dark outside it was almost completely black. Only one candle was lit in the far corner. Water created puddles in certain areas causing the bottom of her skirt to be soaked. The air was dank and smelled highly of salt. She could only pray they got out of there soon.

Katherine paused as she heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps. She clutched the bars, peering up at the pirate that was walking with a tray of food. It was Chuck. "Dinner," he said with a smile that showed missing teeth.

"Are you ever going to let us out of here?" Katherine growled.

Chuck shrugged while he handed June the tray through a slot in cell. "I'm not sure, lass," he told her. "The cap'n will be down after dinner. He will tell ye,"

"Thank you," June mumbled a feeble word of gratitude.

Katherine cut her eyes to her governess "Don't thank these filthy murderers." She hissed.

June's eyes widened but nodded "Excuse me, Miss Clark,"

"Tell your bloody captain that if he's man enough to come talk to me right now." She snapped, her hands shot out through the bars and gripped his haggard shirt.

He stumbled back when she let go "Lass, no need to get angry," he said with a grin. "We're not going to hurt you, we need the ransom money. And for that you can't be touched!" he seemed to think that would make things better.

Steam practically ran from her ears "It's all about gold?" she growled.

Chuck looked confused "Well, 'course. What else would it be about?"

Katherine shook her head, her mouth opened ready for a biting reply but June stopped her. "Come, Miss Clark, eat while the stew is still hot." She said softly. "Please leave us," she directed her words to the pirate. He nodded before disappearing out the door.

The young woman sat down with a huff as she began to eat. It wasn't the gourmet meals she was used to back at her estate but it wasn't too bad considering how hungry she was. "Why'd you interrupt me?" she asked her governess.

June gazed up at Katherine "You shouldn't waste your angry words." She told her.

Katherine furrowed her brow "I suppose you are right," she clenched her hand into a fist "I'll use them on that damned Captain Sparrow,"

The older woman sighed while smoothing her hair back. That's not exactly what she had meant. She knew that being captured on a pirate ship wasn't the only reason Katherine was angry. "If that is what you wish," she murmured.

XoXo

It wasn't long before the door once again opened, but instead of Chuck, it was Captain Sparrow. He smiled as he caught sight of a threatening Katherine. Her green eyes were wishing death to him. "How was dinner?" he asked as he approached the cell.

Katherine narrowed her gaze "How long do you plan to keep us down here?" she shot his question down with one of her own.

He quirked an eyebrow and smirked "I suppose we can skip the small talk," he crossed his arms over his chest "That depends love, will you quit being so insolent to me?"

"Insolent?" her voice went up in pitch "Ohh, the nerve! You ransack my ship and take me hostage and still have the guts to call me insolent?" she hissed.

Sparrow sighed "Listen lass-"

"I have a name!" she interjected.

"-Katherine-"

"It's Miss Clark to you!" she snapped.

"Would you quit interruptin' me?" he growled. "Your journey on me ship will be much more enjoyable if you would stop actin so unpleasant. Once I send the letter about how I have you captive and I get one back statin how much they want to pay, you'll be off. Now, until then you can either stay down here or I can show you to your cabin. Savvy?"

Katherine swallowed the dryness in the back of her throat. She hadn't realized how intimidating he really was. She nodded deftly and a smile drew up on his lips. "Wonderful," he turned to leave. "I'll have Chuck bring down some blankets."

"W-What?" Katherine sputtered "I thought you said we could get out of here now?"

Sparrow sighed while spinning to face her "Tomorrow, right now I don't have sleeping arrangements for you. Or would you like to sleep with the crew? I would say the brig would be a much safer place for you two," he said exasperated.

Katherine crossed her arms but didn't protest. "Tell Chuck to bring extra blankets. It's quite cold," she sniffed then plopped herself down.

He smiled "Will do,"

XoXo

That night she didn't get any sleep. Katherine tossed and turned endlessly, nothing could calm her cluttered mind. She glared up at the ceiling with hope that she would burn a hole through it. Alas, no matter how much venom she added it wouldn't happen. With a heavy sigh she squeezed her eyes shut. A part of her wished she could go home just to rub the fact that something did go wrong in her father's face.

"He deserves it," she muttered. She raised her hands, observing the gloves with hatred. Hiding. That's what she always did. She hid her pain, her anger, her past.

"Do you wish to speak about it?" June jostled her from her thoughts.

Katherine shook her head, and then realized her governess couldn't see her. "No," she replied in a low tone. "I don't ever wish to discuss it,"

June hid her disappointment. "Yes, Miss Clark,"

XoXo

"Miss Clark, wake up," a familiar voice broke through Katherine's mind. "Please, wake up," June tried again.

Katherine groaned "Just a few more minutes," she grumbled groggily.

"Come on love, I thought you were ready to be out of the brig?" another voice inquired, one that made Katherine want to scowl.

She cracked open her eyes to glare at Sparrow. He was smiling down at her while holding the cell door open. "Fine," she mumbled and stood with the help of June. "Where are we going?"

"The galley so we can eat," Sparrow replied.

Katherine pushed back her dark curls that were now messy, not to mention in need of a wash. "Mr. Sparrow,"

"Captain," he inserted.

"Yes, whatever," she snapped. "When do we dock?"

He spun to face her, she stopped herself just inches from him. She was startled by his sudden halt. His dark eyes flickered from her own to her cleavage that was created by the bodice of dress. A blush flourished on her cheeks; she was just about to snap but he pressed his ringed finger to her lips. "So eager to leave? Sorry to say love, it'll be awhile. Our next stop is Tortuga,"

Katherine pushed away his hand, a blush still lingering on her skin. "That will be weeks!"

Sparrow began to walk once again "Maybe just one, the Pearl, she's a fast ship," he replied with a wave of his decorated hand, there was a hint of something that was similar to love in his tone.

"Not soon enough," she mumbled to herself while crossing her arms.

He shot a look at her "What was that?"

She glared at him not caring to answer. She simply entered the area Sparrow had gestured them to go into. Katherine took a seat at the far end of the table as the crew filled up the other half. They were all laughing and animatedly talking to each other. June slid in next to her mistress, silent.

Sparrow dropped into the chair across from Katherine and next to an older man. "What of the seas today, Gibbs?" he questioned the man.

"She's calm, but I feel a storm not far away," Gibbs told him.

The captain grinned "I can feel it too," he agreed.

Gibbs looked to the two women in front of him. "Mornin'," he greeted them.

"Good morning," June replied with a tilt of her head.

Katherine watched as they engaged in conversation. She was shocked at how at ease June seemed. She switched her brooding gaze to the table in front of her. She could feel him staring at her, Sparrow. She found the strength to glare at him. He smirked while biting into an apple. "So, tell me about yourself, love," he said.

She scowled "Why should I talk to you?" she spat.

He rolled his eyes "Kat, you're going to have to eventually be a little nicer," he told her through a mouthful of apple.

Her scowl deepened "Who said you could call me Kat?"

He smiled "I took the liberty of doing so," he replied.

She narrowed her eyes while drinking some of her broth. "Bloody pirate," she grumbled quietly.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that," he growled. He observed her "You were going to England, where are you really from?" he questioned.

Katherine sighed "Spain,"

"Spain, eh? Beautiful city, just like the women," he said with a smirk.

She could feel heat rise to her face "Disgusting," she snapped.

Sparrow laughed loudly, Katherine found herself blushing. "Oh love, you're easy to make mad. This is going to be so much fun,"

Katherine wanted very much to throw herself overboard. Without thinking her fingers began to trace along her knuckles. Sparrow's laughter died down and he watched the action curiously. He watched as she winced "What're you staring at?" she snapped.

He grinned lopsidedly "Just enjoyin' the view love," he hummed.

"Mother Mary save me," she grumbled.

"So," he started, he watched her roll her eyes. "Why were you going to England?" he bit into his apple again.

He noticed her visibly stiffen at the question. "My father found a tutor for me there." She told him primly.

Sparrow tilted his head "Why not bring him to you?" he asked.

"You sure ask a lot of questions," she told him in a clipped voice.

He raised an eyebrow "Well, why?"

Katherine diverted her green eyes from his, she felt too vulnerable. "My fiancé lives in England. It'd be more convenient for me to go there. I would get to see him more and," she paused trying to find another reason. It was quiet for a few moments and he caught on.

"Ah, I see," He commented. "Are you done?" he pointed to her bowl.

"I am," she answered curtly.

Sparrow stood "I'll show you to the cabin then," he said.

Katherine looked to June but saw her smiling with Gibbs. Her eyes widened, was she actually enjoying herself? Captain Sparrow grasped her wrist gently, her gaze turned to him. He was grinning broadly "Leave them be, come with me," he told her.

She reluctantly followed him. When he opened the door her eyes about popped out of her head. "W-Wait, this is the captain's cabin." She stammered "I'm staying in here with you?"

He laughed dryly "Don't try to sound excited or anything,"

She brushed off his biting retort. "There is only one extra mattress," she observed "Where will June stay? She is my governess," she told him.

Sparrow grinned "She'll be stayin' in Gibbs' cabin." He stated.

Katherine uneasily shifted "Why can't she sleep in here with me?" she could feel his stare so she gazed up at him through her lashes.

He smirked at her while turning to face her "Are you nervous?" he asked.

She set her hands on her hips "I don't trust you, Mr. Sparrow," she growled.

His brow furrowed "Captain, why does everyone forget the captain," he mumbled to himself.

Katherine pointed a finger into his face "You sir, are a pirate. You would easily take advantage of a woman,"

Sparrow frowned while pushing her gloved finger "Love, I may be a pirate but I ensure I will never take advantage of you, or any woman for that matter. Besides, it's much more fun when it's done willingly," his lips twisted into one of his smirks.

She could feel warmth creep up her neck. "Oh, be quiet," she grumbled "Bloody pirate,"

Sparrow laughed as he stepped towards the door. "You are such a prude. There's a bucket over there love," he pointed "Wash up, we wouldn't want you to start smelling,"

She fumed with anger as he left. Ugh, how dare he talk to her like that! It wasn't like in society such things were openly discussed. She fought away another blush, he was going to drive her insane.

Katherine shook her head before going over to the bucket. She stopped, she couldn't do it without June. She would have to remove her gloves. What, are you afraid? Her conscious taunted her. She gritted her teeth as she glared down at her clothed hands. Katherine turned away and went to search for June. She wasn't ready to face her past in such a raw state.

XoXo

The rest of the morning Katherine wasted inside her cabin, well, the captain's cabin. June had helped her wash up with no complaints. Afterwards the governess went to take a nap in her own cot. So, for once Katherine was alone for an entire morning.

With much curiosity she had snooped through the cabin. What, you couldn't blame her. She was insanely bored. Katherine had found a stash of books, most were old and looked generally unread. She cracked one of them open and coughed at the dust. "Bloody hell," she grumbled still choking.

"Gulliver's Travels," she murmured the title "Hmm, good taste," she then began to read. She had read it once before and enjoyed it. Katherine was surprised Captain Sparrow even liked literature. She snorted, he'd probably never read this book, it must've been a gift of some sort.

Time was lost as she was drawn in once again by the story. Jonathan Swift knew how to lure in his readers. She was so enthralled she barely heard the door being opened.

"Who said you could take me books?" asked a slightly annoyed voice.

Katherine jumped at the sudden sound, she clutched her racing heart. "Oh, you know, I took the liberty of doing so," she replied mockingly.

Sparrow shook his head "Clever, love," he rolled his eyes.

She set the book aside "I didn't know you read," she said.

He smirked "Not every pirate is a dimwit, love. I hate to break your bubble," he taunted.

Katherine bristled at his words "You just want to invoke my wrath," she growled.

He laughed "It's just too easy," his smile was disarming. Katherine felt her heartbeat start to gain speed. A light blush was dusting over her cheeks. "You all right, love? You're quite flushed," he seemed to be concerned but she could hear an underlying amusement. He enjoyed watching her squirm.

She brushed him away "It's nothing," she mumbled "So why are you even here?"

Sparrow quirked an eyebrow "Have you forgotten who's cabin this is?" he wasn't so amused. "I came to get you for lunch. Unless you'd like to starve,"

Katherine shook her head "Excuse my disrespect, captain," she said between gritted teeth.

He smirked "Consider it forgotten," he gestured for her to follow him. "The food won't wait forever," he hummed happily.

Katherine blew a stray curl from her face, he was confusing. One moment he was serious, the other he was playful. I best be careful, she thought to herself.

After lunch Katherine wrote in her journal for a while. Taking the time to describe how much she despised the captain in considerable detail. Although, when she was done she was bored once more. She got up and opened the door, she glanced about. No one was around so she decided to have a look.

Katherine grasped her skirt to keep herself from tripping as she climbed the stairs to peek at the deck. It was quite busy; it reminded her of The Rosa. She risked moving just a bit closer to gaze out at the sky. It was clouding up but it was beautiful nonetheless. She took in a deep breath of fresh air. "Are you okay, miss?" asked a voice.

Katherine jumped slightly, she craned her head around to see Gibbs. "Oh, I was just clearing my head," she replied.

He looked uneasy "You should probably stay in the cabin. It's not safe for a girl such as yourself about the deck," he told her.

She sighed "But I'm just bored stiff," she complained.

Gibbs smiled "Well, I'm sure your governess wouldn't mind keepin' ye company," he said.

Katherine smirked with a raise of her eyebrows "You've taken quite the liking to her," she teased.

He blushed and she laughed "I-I," he sputtered.

"You have!" she leaned over laughing. "You have taken to her! Well, you better treat her with the utmost respect," she pointed her finger in his face.

Gibbs nodded "I will,"

She laughed once more "Good luck," she winked.

"What's so funny?" questioned a familiar speaker.

Gibbs grimaced with a light blush "Women are nothing but trouble," he muttered as he passed her then Sparrow.

Katherine grinned until she turned and saw Captain Sparrow. "Oh, it's you," she deadpanned.

He frowned "And what's wrong with me?" he questioned.

"I didn't say anything was," she said.

Sparrow shook his head "What are you doing out of the cabin?" he switched the subject.

Katherine crossed her arms "I was bored."

He quirked an eyebrow "Oh? Then perhaps I should give you some chores?"

"Chores?" she murmured.

Sparrow scoffed "I forgot, you've never had to do those. Have you even heard of the word?"

Katherine blushed with infuriation "Of course!" she snapped "I'm no muppet,"

He rose his hands in mock defensive "Sorry lass, I meant no disrespect," he said with a smile.

"Consider it forgotten," she imitated him from before with a taunting tone.

Sparrow shook his head with amusement as he met her defiant gaze. He set his hands on his hips "Go back to the cabin. I don't need you tempting me men." He shooed her then muttered "Or meself."

If Katherine did hear it she showed no sign of it. "Fine," she complied for once.

She trudged down to the cabin and shut the door. She flopped back on her cot, she sighed before closing her eyes. "I suppose I could catch up on some lost sleep," she murmured drowsily with a yawn. Soon she was dreaming.

XoXo

"Love, it's time for dinner," said an acquainted voice. "Wake up,"

Judging by the closeness of his voice and the warmth of his breath Katherine knew he was close. Much too close. Her eyes flew open, she glared at him as he smirked down at her. "Have you ever heard of personal space, Captain Sparrow?" she growled.

He chuckled while leaning back "You know you drool when you sleep," he commented.

An embarrassed flush rushed to Katherine's face while she wiped her mouth "I was exhausted," she grumbled "The floor of the brig is only so comfortable,"

"Is that complaining I hear? Would you like to spend another night down there?" he asked, his dark eyes holding hers till she became uncomfortable.

She crossed her arms "My sincerest apologies," she said mockingly.

He muttered something under his breath along the lines of "Little tart,"

"Dinner?" she reminded him.

"Aye, let's go," he nodded.

When they entered the galley, Katherine's eyes were drawn to June and Gibbs who were talking. A smile slowly worked its way onto her lips. "I knew it," she said quietly.

Sparrow was grinning next to her "Love birds," he hummed.

Katherine sat next to her governess with a smirk. "Are you two enjoying each other?" she asked with a teasing tone.

June blushed "W-Whatever do you mean, Miss Clark?" she sputtered.

Katherine tilted her head back and laughed merrily. Each person turned to look at her with wide eyes. They hadn't expected such a sound. Sparrow hid his smirk behind his bottle as he watched her torment her governess. His eyes landed on her heaving chest, although her dress was soiled, her cleavage was presented nicely by the corset. His gaze then drifted up her smooth neck to her lips that were tilted up in a smile. They were plump and red, his mind switched through things he could see them doing. He then noticed she was no longer smiling, she was frowning. Sparrow met her eyes which were flaming with anger.

"Enjoying the view again?" she snapped at him.

The captain smirked "How could I not stare at a pretty girl? Is that so wrong?"

Katherine diverted her eyes then muttered "Bloody pirate,"

It was his turn to laugh and he winked at her "If I'm so terrible why are you blushing?" he teased.

This only caused her cheeks to deepen in color. She pouted at him "I cannot stand you!"

Sparrow took another drink from his bottle "I'm wounded," he sarcastically said.

Katherine rolled her eyes in reply. She had a feeling that this was how it was going to be between them. She would very soon tire of it.

XoXo

Once dinner was done the young woman retired to the cabin. June had followed to ready her for bed. They sat on Katherine's cot in silence. The governess obediently brushed her mistress's hair, hoping to dispel some of the knots that had created themselves. "I feel like I'm in a nightmare," Katherine murmured.

"A nightmare, miss?" June echoed as she continued the path her brush had found.

She sighed "I suppose it's better than being at home in the estate," she said. "But that captain is just downright irritating. You would agree, wouldn't you June?"

June paused for a moment "I do not think he is a gentleman or in any way honest, but I do believe he could treat us worse. We could still be down in the brig," she pointed out. "He does not have a black heart,"

Katherine snorted, not a very ladylike action. "I suppose," she grumbled. She couldn't add anything to that. "My dress is a disaster," she observed the garment that was draped over a chest.

June smiled "Yes, well, it has been through much. I don't think that they would have another garment for you to wear," she said.

"I guess it will have to last me for a while then," the young woman sighed.

The governess finished with the brush and stood. She bowed curtly "Anything else you need, Miss Clark?"

Katherine waved her away "No, go get some rest. I suspect we will be needing it," she smiled.

June nodded "Good night, miss,"

"Good night," she replied.

When June opened the door Sparrow was on the other side with his hand posed at the door knob. "Ah, hello," he smiled.

June nodded "Good night, Captain Sparrow," she brushed past him to cross to Gibbs' cabin.

Katherine hurriedly tucked herself under the blankets; she didn't need him commenting on the thin petticoat that she was wearing to bed. "Who will be manning the ship?" she asked as she watched him take a long drink from his bottle of alcohol.

Sparrow cast his eyes over at her "Bart will, I trust him," he shrugged.

Katherine scowled "The one who manhandled me," she growled.

He smiled "He's not a bad man,"

"He's a pirate, so that makes him a bad man," Katherine said with a defiant sparkle in her eyes.

Sparrow frowned "Not every pirate is the worst of the worst, lass." He set the drink aside. "You think I'm a bad man?"

Katherine's mouth dropped open and a blush stained her skin. "W-What the bloody hell are you doing?" she sputtered as he began to strip of his vest and shirt.

He smirked "I'm getting ready for bed," he said with a shrug.

She diverted her eyes from his bare chest. "Maybe you should warn me," she snapped.

Sparrow laughed before getting into his own bed. "Such a prude," he murmured as he turned down the gas light.

Katherine chunked her pillow across the room, she smirked as it hit him in the head. "Well, you're not getting this back tonight," he taunted while rolling over on his side away from her.

Her smirk fell "Bloody pirate," she grumbled before switching sides.

Infuriating.

Well, I hoped you guys liked it! I really enjoy writing this, I have a lot of ideas. I know Katherine and Jack sort of just met but I think that they would banter like that because well, we all know Jack, and Katherine is stubborn. If you haven't already noticed. So if you think their relationship progressed to quickly, inform me, or if there was too much OOCness, I wouldn't want that. So, hopefully I can continue *crosses fingers* I'm counting on you guys! Thanks for reading, have a great day, or night.

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