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

A few days had passed on The Black Pearl. Katherine was starting to miss land. It had been almost 3 weeks since she had seen a single piece. Meanwhile, she still didn't have much to do. She simply sat in the cabin reading or writing in her journal. June would occasionally talk with her, but now Sparrow had her helping in the kitchen or sewing holes in some of the crew's clothing. June had offered, of course.

Katherine sat on her cot observing her beyond dirty gloves. Now they were stained a light brown when they were supposed to be a crisp white. She sighed, it didn't matter though, she had to keep them on. She got up and went to look for June.

The older woman was in Gibbs' cabin, patching a hole in one of the first-mates vests. She only briefly looked up from her work to gaze at her mistress. "What can I do for you, Miss Clark?"

Katherine plopped herself down into a chair. "I'm tired of doing nothing," she mumbled. "I was hoping you could entertain me for a little while."

"Mr. Gibbs told me that Tortuga is fast approaching." The governess informed her mistress.

Katherine about hopped out of her chair in joy "That's magnificent!" she exclaimed "We'll finally be able to step onto dry land. And Captain Sparrow can send his bloody ransom note," she muttered the last part.

June had a small smile on her lips "I do look forward to walking on true Earth," she murmured.

"Perhaps Gibbs will take you out about town," Katherine teased with a smirk.

The governess turned a shade of red "Oh, Katherine, you shouldn't torment me so!"

Katherine giggled "June, you know I don't mean ill by it. I am happy for you," she reassured.

June shook her head, her graying hair was once again pinned back in a neat bun. "Oh my, Miss Clark, we have just become good friends." She said in embarrassment.

"Oh, lies!" Katherine scoffed.

The older woman sighed "I think it's time I go help the cook serve," she stood.

Katherine frowned "Must you? I do enjoy our conversations,"

June smiled "I know, as do I, miss. We will pick up later," she bowed just slightly then left.

"Time to take a walk," Katherine concluded as she took to her feet and exited. The bottom of her skirt was frayed with little holes; she no longer had to hold it as she climbed stairs.

Over the few days she had become somewhat friends with Chuck. He wasn't like the rest of them. Sure he was dirty and not very smart but that was what she liked about him. The thought of taking her to bed hadn't even crossed his mind. He was the nicest of the crew to her, he wouldn't disrespect her. Plus, Katherine found it amusing when he would confuse himself. He could run himself in circles.

Chuck, whose real name was Charles, was currently fishing on the side of the ship. Katherine grinned when she caught sight of him. "Chuck," Katherine greeted as she came up beside him.

The pirate looked over at her with surprise "Oh, lass, I didn't see ye there." He replied.

"When do we dock in Tortuga?" she questioned him.

He scratched his head; his facial expression was one of deep thought. "Eh, lass, I would say about 5:00 this evenin'." He answered.

Katherine smiled "I cannot wait to get off this bloody thing," she said happily.

Chuck started to laugh "Uh, lass, you do know that cap'n has no intention of lettin ye off," he told her.

"Excuse me?" she stammered incredulously.

He nodded "Aye," he confirmed.

She fumed with anger. Katherine spun on her heel and glared at the man that was manning the ship. Sparrow seemed to be lost in the ocean, he didn't even notice her heated stare. She stomped up the stairs to him, her finger harshly tapped on his shoulder.

He turned around confused "Aye love?"

"Chuck was informing me of your intentions of not letting me off the ship when we dock in Tortuga? Tell me he was joking," she growled.

Sparrow laughed dryly "Kat, you didn't think I was actually going to let you off did you?"

"Well," she sputtered "I thought you'd let me and June at least stretch our legs on dry land. I haven't walked on such in 3 weeks," she defended herself.

He sighed "You would just get in my way," he waved his hand. "Get back to the cabin, lunch will be done soon,"

Katherine huffed with frustration before stomping her way down to the cabin. How dare him, how dare him keep her prisoner! That's what you are, he's just keeping you hostage, remember? Her conscious bitterly reminded her. She was no guest on this ship, she was a captive. Just as she reached for the door she heard talking. Katherine peered through the crack in Gibbs' door to his cabin.

June nervously smoothed back her hair "Mr. Gibbs, I really shouldn't abandon Katherine. I am her governess, I am supposed to protect her," she told him.

Gibbs smiled timidly "I know, but it'd only be for a night. I want to take ye out, I know a nice place to watch the moon from the docks,"

Katherine stifled a giggle, he was asking June out. The older woman's cheeks flushed. "I really shouldn't…"

Katherine nudged to door open, she leaned in the frame with a smirk. "You may go," she winked at her stunned governess. "I know I will remain on the ship, I don't mind." She then went to her own cabin.

June covered her face in embarrassment "Oh my!"

Gibbs rubbed the back of his neck "I best get back to the helm," he dashed out of the room.

XoXo

Katherine avoided Captain Sparrow most of the day. She was mad at him for not letting her get off the boat. She knew he noticed because he would frown at her, but she pretended not to notice. She was currently sitting in the cabin daydreaming about her former life. She would sit around studying all day, then take a break to walk the gardens or write a letter to her fiancé.

Mr. Norris was an English gentleman of 24 years old. Katherine had been engaged to him before she was even born. He's kind enough, but she knew he was stuck-up. She wouldn't deny that she was as well. That's how everyone is brought up in her class.

Katherine despised her father and mother for many reasons. Her father, even though he married a Spanish woman, loved English culture. So he went through extra obstacles for Katherine to be turned into the perfect English noblewoman. Although, she was proud of her Spanish heritage, it was a part of her; no matter how hard her father tried he could never take away. He was always trying to change her.

She then realized her fingers were tracing along her gloved knuckles. Her eyes narrowed, how could she call other things disgusting when she was really just disgusted with herself. The flashes of memories brought on an ear-splitting head-ache.

The door opened and slammed shut causing Katherine to be pulled from her thoughts. Sparrow was glaring down at her, his lips in a grim line. "You've been ignoring me," he stated.

Katherine shrugged, not saying anything.

"Why?" he growled.

She sighed "What is Tortuga like? Hmm?" she questioned sharply.

Sparrow groaned, he grimaced down at her "That's what you're upset over, love?" he grasped his bottle of alcohol and smirked around the opening "You really want to know?"

Katherine nodded curtly "I just want out of here," she grumbled.

He offered her the bottle, she hesitated "What? Afraid?" he teased.

She bristled and snatched it out of his hand, she quickly took a swig. The liquid had an unexpected burn as it rushed down her throat, it was too much. Katherine began to choke, coughing heavily. "W-What the bloody hell is this?" she continued to cough.

Sparrow burst out with laughter "Its rum love, I take it's your first time to taste it? It gets better after a while," he told her.

"It's awful," she commented.

He smirked as he took the bottle for another drink "Tortuga is a quite the place," he said while tapping his chin. "It's full of life, rum, and women of questionable morals,"

He watched her crinkle her nose "Disgusting," she muttered. "Let me guess, you enjoy all of this?"

Sparrow looked at her with amused eyes "It's my kingdom," he hummed.

Katherine jutted out her chin "Well, I'm glad I don't have to go then. Less time to spend with you and I don't have to see you with fawning women,"

His grin twisted into a smirk "Jealous, love? I could always bring my company back to the cabin if you'd like. You are welcome to join us," he told her.

A blush flourished across her face and she scowled "You make me sick! Bloody pirate," she grumbled but she couldn't hide her embarrassment from him.

Sparrow laughed "Whatever you say," he winked at her as he left.

"I hate him," she muttered. "I really do,"

XoXo

Katherine watched as the crew ran off towards the town. She scowled as she watched women frolicking towards Sparrow as he stepped off the docks. She couldn't wait to be away from these pirates. For once, she wanted to go home. Her eyes wandered to the young man next to her. "I'm sorry you were left behind for my sake," she murmured.

The mute boy, no older than 17, just nodded. Sparrow had told her that he would be there to watch her the entire night while they were gone. His name was Oliver, but the crew often called him Ollie. Gibbs informed her he could talk, but refused to most of the time. He would only speak to the first-mate and the captain. He also said she would have no worries with him.

"So," she awkwardly said. "You're here to watch me?"

He nodded.

Katherine put her hands on her hips and smiled "I think I'm starting to like you," she then turned to walk down to the cabin.

An hour or two had past, surprisingly, Katherine was having a lot of fun. She asked Oliver to play cards and he actually agreed. It was still entertaining even if he couldn't speak.

She laid her cards flat with a wide grin "I won! I really won!"

Oliver had a small smile on his face while he shook his head in amusement. He watched her dance around merrily. Katherine pointed a finger at him with a smirk "I think you owe me a shilling mister,"

The young pirate dug into his pockets and pulled one out to set on the table. He grimaced only slightly when he viewed her slipping it into her dress pockets. "Thank you very much," she mockingly bowed.

He admired her for being okay as a hostage, of course, his captain didn't treat her as one. Oliver pitied her more than anything though, he had heard some of the defiling things the men had said about her. He knew he had to protect her because the other men had other things in mind.

Katherine stopped bouncing around to catch his eyes, they darted from hers. She quirked an eyebrow "Are you a sore loser?" she teased.

He merely shook his head.

She yawned "I think I'm going to head off to bed," she told him.

Oliver stood with a nod, he followed her to the cabin. "You're not coming in, right?" she asked fearfully.

He shook his head, to prove his point he grabbed a chair and sat down in front of the door.

Katherine understood "Thank you," she whispered before shutting the entrance. She sighed before going over to her cot. Usually June would've helped her ready for bed but the governess was out with Gibbs. She inwardly snickered at the picture of them on a date. But then her mind strayed to Captain Sparrow. Her face turned into a scowl, he was sure to have a plentiful amount of women around him.

Why do you even care?

She bit her lip while unlacing her dress to where she was only wearing her shift. She didn't care, no, she didn't. He was the captain of the dreaded Black Pearl.

Katherine huffed as she buried herself beneath the blankets. "Bloody pirate," she growled.

XoXo

It was morning when the young women roused. Katherine had absolutely no idea what time it was. She looked over to Sparrow's bed, the sheets were down like he had slept in it. When had he come back? She grumbled to herself as she ran a hand through her matted hair.

Katherine was appalled by its greasiness. It really needed a wash! She doubted that Sparrow had a bath so she would have to use a bucket of water. Perhaps June wouldn't mind washing it for her.

As if on cue, the governess knocked on the door. "Miss Clark, are you awake? May I come in?"

"Yes, enter," Katherine called back.

June slowly opened the door, a smile found her lips. "Good morning," she said as she came inside and shut the entrance.

"June, would you help me clean my hair, it's quite greasy." Katherine told her with a pout.

The older woman nodded "It would be my pleasure, miss. I thought that you might say that so I bought some soap last night in town." She stated.

Katherine's eyes widened "How do you have money?"

June blushed "I meant to tell you, I guess it just slipped my mind. Captain Sparrow has been paying me lightly for helping on his ship. It's not much, but enough." Informed the governess.

"Oh, I see," Katherine murmured. "Well, fetch the water," she waved the woman away.

"Yes, Miss Clark," June excused herself.

After June had scrubbed away the grim from her hair, Katherine was helped into her worn dress. She grimaced as the laces were tightened, not only was the ship a prison, so was the corset. Once again she damned the person who had invented them.

Katherine stepped cautiously onto the deck, looking at the men that were readying the ship or just returning. She could see a woman rushing up the gangplank, pushing aside some pirates as she went. "Jack!" she yelled out for the captain. The on looking girl narrowed her eyes.

She had to shield her eyes from the sun to see Sparrow reach the woman. Katherine was forced to strain to hear their conversation. "Nora, what are you doing on me ship?" Sparrow asked in a low, harsh voice. Katherine was surprised by its coldness.

"Jack, you mustn't go!" the woman begged him "Stay one more day, I will keep you company." She batted her heavily kohl-lined eyes at him.

He sighed "Listen, love, we've talked about this. I need to go," he pushed her gently away. His eyes swept towards Katherine.

In embarrassment she diverted her gaze from them. She didn't want him thinking she was in any way interested. "Who is that?" Nora's voice was sharp.

"She is no one," Sparrow dismissed her question.

Nora marched over to Katherine who was stunned. Katherine was a small girl, but Nora was even shorter making it slightly comical as she pointed a finger in her face. "Are you Jack's girl?"

Katherine shoved her hand away, her mouth drew back in a snarl. But Sparrow stepped in between the quarreling pair. "Nora," his voice held a warning.

The woman pouted "You said you never let women on your ship. If she's here why can't I come?" she whined.

Sparrow sighed as he rubbed his head with his ringed fingers. "It's not like that," he muttered in an irritated fashion. He forced a smile while pressing his hand to the small of Nora's back. He led her away towards the gangplank.

Katherine could no longer hear them but she presumed seething. She watched as he bent down to plant a kiss on her lips. It was sickening as Nora giggled and swayed away, Sparrow just had to add a little pat to the woman's backside. Katherine practically gagged.

The captain turned to her with an apologetic expression. "What can I say? The women love me," he said with feigned exasperation.

The young woman shook her head in frustration "I cannot wait to be off this bloody boat. I'm actually starting to think being back in Spain would be better," she snapped at him before whirling around to storm to the cabin.

Sparrow watched her go with surprised eyes. He then shook his head with a smile "Women,"

XoXo

They had set sail an hour ago and Katherine hadn't been back up to the deck. Currently, she was scribbling hateful words about the self-righteous captain in her journal. She was so wrapped up in writing that she barely heard the door open in time. Surprised, she jumped and quickly stuffed the journal under her pillow. Sparrow gave her a suspicious glance as he reached for his desk.

Katherine twisted away from him so she glared at the wall instead of the pirate. "I don't understand love," he wondered aloud "Why are you so angry? Jealous perhaps?" his smirk was evident.

She stiffened, her hateful eyes burned through him once she turned. "That is insane," she retorted "I could never be jealous of such a woman. Why would I bother with it anyways, I have no desire for your acceptance or affection." She sniffed primly. "I wouldn't care for a pirate, not one day in my life,"

Sparrow was up before Katherine could even blink. He had both of her wrists easily, his glare was threatening. "I'm tired of your insults," he growled. "I've been nothin' but nice to you,"

Her eyes didn't waver from his, but her heart did speed up as his face neared hers. She could feel the minor brush of his mustache just slightly on her nose. "You think I want to be here?" she hissed. "I'm tired of you as well," she wrenched herself from his grasp. "I want off,"

He laughed scornfully "Love, we're in the middle of the Caribbean. If you want off then you'll be swimming with the fish," he crossed his arms over his chest.

Katherine defiantly projected her chin "Fine, I'll walk the plank,"

XoXo

Everyone watched with interest as they put down the wooden plank that hovered over the clear, blue sea. Katherine stood stiffly at the starting point. Sparrow derisively gestured for her to walk. She glared but turned her attention to mounting the flimsy wood. She wobbled ever so slightly and her heart jumped to her throat, she cursed herself.

June and Gibbs pushed to the front of the crowded pirates. June cried out in horror "Katherine, what are you doing?"

"Captain, you're not really making her do this?" Gibbs asked urgently.

Sparrow passively waved them away with a decorated hand. "She decided it for herself. Go ahead, love, we don't have all day," he called out.

Katherine harshly swiveled her glower to him. She met each person's eyes before taking one step onto air. Then she was falling.

"Katherine!" June wailed.

"Captain!" Gibbs angrily yelled. "Why'd you let her do it?!"

Sparrow's eyes were wide as he stared where she once was. "Bugger," he murmured in disbelief. "I didn't think she really would," he explained.

June ran to the edge "She can't swim! She can't swim!" the governess fell apart in sobs. Gibbs went to assist the woman.

Oliver moved forward to help but the captain was already in motion. He stripped of his shirt and jumped into the water swiftly. He spotted her instantly; she was slowly floating to the bottom. Her dress was in a flurry around her. Sparrow kicked over to her but all the fabric made her exceptionally heavy.

He drew his dagger from its sheath and sliced till she was only wearing her shift. His lungs were screaming for air as he pulled them to the surface. Once broken through, they both gasped for oxygen. "Throw a rope!" the captain called hoarsely to the crew.

Katherine's vision was hazy at first as she was being pulled to the deck. She was laid back on the boards with sailors crowding around her. Her breathing was ragged though and it was hard to get a deep breath. Sparrow leaned down and abrasively pressed his lips to hers, she was stunned at first. He was kissing her? But then her lungs filled with air and his hands pushed down on her chest. Water sputtered from her mouth leaving a bad taste.

She sat up coughing and gasping. For once his eyes burned with true anger. "Bloody hell, Katherine! You almost killed yourself and me. Did you even think?" he shook his head like he was too overcome with fury to even speak. "You idiot," he managed to choke out. He then shoved through the crowd of crew members.

Bart, a member that Katherine rather didn't like, shook his head. He grumbled to a pirate next to him "I hope all the gold is worth it,"

June slid in next to her mistress. "Oh my, Katherine," relief overcame the governess and tears welled in her eyes.

Katherine frowned despite all the fawning from June and concern from Gibbs. She would be lying if she said that what Jack had said didn't hurt her. It actually left her burning with shame and embarrassment. It also left her lips on fire.

XoXo

June hadn't left Katherine's side the entire rest of the day. And Katherine hadn't done much. She simply sat on her cot while blankly glaring at her hands. Her governess had suggested that she remove her gloves so that they could dry faster but Katherine had snapped faster than a flash of lightning.

The dip in the ocean had left the young woman a mess. Her skin was sticky from the salt and her hair was frazzled. June was trying to fix the situation by brushing through the mane with the comb Captain Sparrow had lent them.

Captain Sparrow. Katherine could still see his angry, dark eyes. They rivaled the midnight sky on the blackest of nights with a storm brewing in the horizon. She hated herself for being hurt by such meaningless words. But are they really meaningless if they hurt? Her conscious was becoming a pest.

He had ignored her all day after the incident. He wouldn't even look at her. Not that she wanted him too. Oh no, she hated him. "I cannot wait till that bloody pirate gets his money and we can go home," Katherine had whispered to June.

June had nodded but soon had to leave to prepare dinner. Katherine was glad to find a moment of peace. She simply took deep breaths while tracing her knuckles. Before she knew it, she had nodded off.

When the door opened she jostled awake, she expected Sparrow but it was June, and she was carrying, a tray of food? Katherine stared with confusion. The governess awkwardly cleared her throat. "Captain Sparrow requests you eat in here," she murmured.

Katherine's eyes widened. Then she gritted her teeth "So be it," she mumbled and picked up her spoon.

XoXo

It was later that night and Katherine lay awake in her cot. Sparrow still hadn't come to the cabin, perhaps he'd found somewhere else to sleep. She scowled at the thought. The ship had been swaying and distant claps of thunder could be heard. June had told her about the coming storm. And it wasn't good for the young woman.

She was terrified of storms. It didn't help she was on a boat, it only increased her fear. She inwardly cringed as the ship swung dangerously to the side as if a wave had hit it. Just as a loud boom of thunder filled her ears the door opened causing her jump. Katherine could smell the scent of alcohol immediately. It assaulted her nose and she knew who it was.

Sparrow stumbled into the room but when he saw her lump under the blankets he became quiet. He shut the door as softly as he could in a drunken state. Katherine diverted her eyes as he undressed for bed. She tried to fight off the blush that rose.

She about hopped out of bed as the crack of lightening and threatening thunder sounded. Katherine shook underneath her sheets. She peeked out from them to see Sparrow sitting in his bed. She heard him sigh "I know you're not asleep," he murmured.

Katherine huffed "How could I with all this racket?" she grumbled.

"You don't like storms?" Sparrow inquired.

She jumped at the boom of thunder that followed a flash of lightning. For a moment as the room was lit up, she could see his amused expression. "No, if it isn't obvious enough," she scoffed.

Silence greeted them for a while, and Katherine was sure that Sparrow had fallen asleep. She sighed softly "I'm sorry," she whispered.

"I know," Sparrow replied, startling the girl. She smiled despite herself as she felt relieved. "But, you're still a dimwit," she could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

Katherine's smile quickly dispersed into a scowl. "Bloody pirate," she muttered as she turned in her cot.

Arrogant.

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