Well, dang! Thank you guys so much for the feedback! I love reading it! Sorry I haven't updated but life's been crazy, like always. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Excuse any typos or OOCness, I've tried my hardest for it to be limited!

I DO NOT OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN! Obviously I only on my OC's!

Katherine spent most of the evening on deck. She was currently laughing at Chuck who previously wrestled in what he thought was a big fish. So, of course he tugged too hard and the thing smacked him straight in the face. She was on the verge of tears it was so funny. She swiped her hand under her eyes as she stood up. "I never thought I could have so much fun fishing. Who knew," she said.

Chuck smiled up at her as he collected all the fishing equipment. "Well miss, I'm happy ye enjoyed yeself. If the cook requests, I'll also be fishin tomorrow."

"Then make sure you invite me along," she told him while helping with the bucket of still flapping fish. For a moment it was difficult to grasp with her gloved hands but she finally got a grip.

They slowly made their way across the ship and down the galley. "Ye catch anythin?" Louie asked, observing the pair closely.

"Sure did," Chuck said. "Is it enough?"

Louie hefted up the bucket and set it on the counter. "Maybe for a few days, after that I'll be needin' ye services again," he murmured.

"Just call," Chuck replied as he went to help on deck.

Katherine peered around Louie to see him begin to skin them. Her face twisted in disgust "How can you stand it?" she questioned while shrinking away from the horrid smell and sight.

Louie shrugged his large shoulders "You get used to it lass," he muttered. His glare found her "Now get, I don't need ye in me kitchen," he snapped.

She sarcastically saluted him "Aye sir," she retorted before striding back to her cabin. As she opened the door, Sparrow was posed at the other side of it. She quirked an eyebrow at him, he had a sly look about himself. "Sparrow," she greeted lamely.

He smirked "Katherine," he returned. His gaze, for some unknown reason, sparkled with amusement.

Her heart skipped a beat, his eyes were so dark. They mesmerized her, so much that she didn't even realize she was staring. That is until Sparrow cleared his throat. He leaned down "Are you just going to stand there or can I pass?" he asked, his voice held an underlying husk to it.

Katherine felt a blush rise to her cheeks, she stumbled for words. "Fine," she settled with while side-stepping. Sparrow grazed passed her as he hustled up to the deck.

The young woman cursed her reactions. Why would her heart race? Why would he of all people make such things happen to her? She scowled, he was a bloody pirate that only cared for money. And she was his hostage, not some lovesick passenger. That's when she felt a harsh blow to her stomach, lovesick?! What in the blazes possessed her to use such a word! She was in no way lovesick. Katherine snorted as she made her way to her cot, even the slight thought of affection for Sparrow revolted her.

She yawned softly, feeling the need to rest was upon her. Maybe she get just a few minutes of sleep, then dinner would be ready. She curled up on her cot, feeling the world fade away. Just a few minutes.

XoXo

Jack roamed up to the deck, opening the journal along the way. He skipped the beginning until he found where she described being on his ship. He leaned over the edge, holding the journal out over the ocean, his eyes scanned the page. A bloody insolent, dimwitted pirate. Ouch. He winced at some of her words, she was definitely a fiery one, that woman. She wasn't very nice, by her words, Katherine was never happy.

As he read on, her words started to change, she began to soften. Jack smirked, she probably didn't even notice it. He tapped his ringer fingers against his lips as he read on.

He's annoying, I can't go a second without wanting to stuff his head between the floorboards. I'm worried though, he's all I think about. Don't get me wrong, all the thoughts are quite hateful, Mother Mary herself would damn me to hell for some of them. It's so irritating, why can't someone else occupy my thoughts. Someone I like, maybe even love. The scary thing is, ugh, I don't even want to write it, I think I might be starting to-

"It's not proper to read a woman's journal, Captain," said a smooth voice with a foreign twist. Jack knew exactly who it was.

He snapped the diary shut, spinning towards the person, slipping the book into his waistband. "Ah, Ollie," he smirked at his young shipmate. The boy stood very still with his eyes narrowed. "Is there a problem?"

Oliver seemed more timid to speak as loud as he did before. He took a step forward "Captain, that is the young Miss Clark's journal, I've seen it once before on accident. You shouldn't be reading her private thoughts,"

Jack narrowed his gaze sharply, he felt his anger boil for a reason unknown. He didn't like how Oliver had taken a liking to Katherine. "It shouldn't worry ye what I do, now should it?" he more stated than asked, his voice was cool. "Ollie, don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong. Perhaps I should put space between ye and Katherine."

Oliver looked surprised but quickly understood "Captain, I meant no disrespect. I just always have Miss Clark's best interest in mind, as you said I should before," he replied before backing away to attend to the decks.

Jack scowled after the young male, that boy was frustrating. He had the urge to read the last few words of the passage he was previously on but he couldn't with Oliver's words in his head. "Bugger," he muttered before hustling up to the helm to take over.

XoXo

Katherine tossed and turned, nightmares plagued her sleep. Distant cries inside her mind made it impossible to rest. She could feel sweat running all over her body and burning underneath her gloves. She fought down the memories that threatened to haunt her. She finally couldn't take anymore, her body lurched forward, and her chest was rising and falling quickly. She wiped the droplets from her brow, taking deep breaths as she stood on shaking feet.

Katherine slipped into her boots, grabbing her hat on the way out. She didn't care to fix her hair, the hat would cover it. She took in a deep breath of salty air as she hit the deck. Her mind was swirling, maybe being outside could help clear it.

She looked up against the fading sun to see Sparrow intently watching the sea in front of him. She scowled at him, why did he look so natural there? So naturally handsome. She froze, her body broke out into chills. "Shut up," she hissed under her breath before storming over to the edge of the ship.

Katherine stared down at the water that sloshed up against the wooden ship, splashing up a mist. "Why do you still haunt me?" She whispered glancing down at her folded hands. She wished to cast the gloves off into the deep blue ocean along with her hands. "Maybe I should just jump anyways," she grumbled. "Be better than staying on this bloody ship and risk so much,"

She glanced at the sunset, it seemed so far away. Where were they anyways? The cook did mention they might go to Jamaica, surely they weren't far now. Perhaps she should ask Gibbs, the man was standing just a few steps away. He was talking with a couple of the crew members.

Katherine frowned as she recognized Bart as one of them, she never did forgive him. She didn't like being handled roughly. He never even apologized, the damned brute. She felt her anger boil, she would go over there anyways.

As she made her way over, they both looked to her. Bart scowled deeply, and Gibbs smiled. "Ah, anythin' I can do for ye, miss?" he asked.

"Yes, can you tell me where our next stop is?" Katherine replied, her voice was low.

Bart laughed scornfully "Lass, don't bother, I doubt ye'll be leavin."

Katherine narrowed her eyes on him "And how do you know this?" she snapped coldly.

He snarled at her "You're a prisoner, remember that lass. Don't ye get snappy with me. I'll hurt ye," his hands turned into fists by his sides.

Gibbs rested a hand on Bart's shoulder "Calm yeself Bart, don't wanna do somethin' regretful."

"Do it," Katherine growled "I swear I've suffered worse," maybe it was the memories in her mind, or the fact she disliked him so much, but anger now controlled her. He reminded her of someone she hated.

Then it all happened so fast. His hands moved so quickly, but someone blocked them. Someone stepped into the way. Katherine opened her closed eyes, when had she shut them? Fear was painted on her face.

Oliver stood in before her, his arm in front of her protectively while the other one stopped Bart's swing. Gibbs quickly pulled the fuming pirate away. He was shouting profanities at Katherine, things she'd rather not hear.

Other's hurriedly gathered around, holding Bart back, some just wandered around wondering what happened.

Oliver turned to face the shaking girl, Katherine gazed into his deep green eyes. He had her by the shoulders, he searched over her for wounds.

"I'm okay," she whispered to him, that's just how close they were.

He shook his head with a sigh, it's almost as if he wanted to speak but just couldn't. Katherine reached out touching his mouth, surprising the both of them. "Why can't you talk to me?"

Oliver was stunned, his cheeks turned the color of blood. It wasn't long before their connection was broken by the sound of heavy steps.

"Ollie, how about ye help Bart down to the brig?" Sparrow said coldly with his dark eyes narrowed on the couple. There was something in his gaze, it was fiery in the icy depths.

Katherine flushed as she stepped away, she couldn't look at anything but the ground. What had gotten into her? This wasn't her!

"Ye know better than to provoke a pirate," Sparrow said as he held her in his cold stare. "You're lucky Ollie is fast,"

Katherine scowled, she then dared to look up. "You talk as if it is my fault! He started it!" she snapped.

Sparrow rolled his eyes "You sound like a child," he growled "It's time to put yer big girl pants on, Katherine. Stop bein' so naïve," there was something underlying in his tone.

"Naïve?" Katherine squeaked. "I am not naïve!" she had the urge to punch his face. Maybe it was destroy some of his charm. She curled her fingers into a ball, she was angry.

Sparrow waved a ringed hand nonchalantly "That only proves it," he mumbled. "Just go down to the cabin or somethin' I can't have ye messin' with me men,"

Katherine groaned "You're always sending me away!" she yelled at his walking figure. He froze just a few steps away to look back at her. "Why Captain Sparrow? Hmm? Can't deal with me, can you?"

Sparrow was quick, he grasped her wrist and was pulling her down into the ship in a matter of seconds. He wasn't gentle as he dragged her into the cabin. What she really wasn't expecting was being pressed up against the wall. Their bodies were dangerously close, she could feel his hot breath on her skin.

Her heart sped up and her knees were weak, she'd never been so close to anyone. He was always getting up in her personal space, but not like this. She was sure he could hear her traitorous heart. "W-What on earth?" she sputtered.

"You are naïve Katherine," he grumbled. He pressed his body against her, causing chills to spread over her skin. "Ye wonder why I always send you away. Think," his voice was low, and husky. It was unlike anything she'd ever heard. "Perhaps you're a distraction? Every person on me ship notices you, even me,"

Katherine was still, her heart pounding. His body was hard from years of manning the Black Pearl and fighting pirates. Her finger nails scratched nervously against the wood. She couldn't say anything. Her voice was caught for once.

He leaned forwards, she was positive he was going to kiss her. And she was ready, she found herself also leaning. But he paused "It seems you know what I'm talkin' about. Watch yeself Kat, you're a temptress of many," he then pulled away and left.

Katherine felt her body go cold. She could hear the lock click into place. What the bloody hell had just happened?

XoXo

June had spent most of the day under the deck, she had been washing clothes, and helping in the kitchen. It wasn't until she heard a large ruckus that she emerged to see what happened. Oliver, the young man, was pulling a resisting Bart down to the brig. June gasped, what had happened? Was Katherine okay?

She wanted to run up to the deck to see but Gibbs stopped her. He gave her a soft smile "I assure ye, Miss Clark is quite all right." He eased her fears.

"Oh, perhaps I should check just in case?" her eyes darted upward.

"Captain is handlin' it," Gibbs told her, "I just wanted to tell ye that we'll be docking in Jamaica late tonight."

"How long will we be staying?" June asked.

"Not long, La Buse isn't far behind. We can't afford to lose much time," Gibbs replied with a worried tone.

June sighed, running a hand over her graying hair. "I pray that we don't have to go through anything too hard. Who knows what could happen to Katherine? If she was put in any danger, I would.." she trailed off.

"I know," he rested a hand on her shoulder. "I promise I'll make sure ye both are safe,"

Oliver made his way up, he looked roughened a bit but fine. Quickly Gibbs dropped his hand and addressed the young man. "Ollie, ye all right? Bart fight you?"

Oliver nodded, wiping his brow of sweat. His eyes darted to the governess, he was uneasy it seemed.

June noticed this and caught on. "Ah, well, I'll be in the galley. Dinner should be soon," she then slipped away. She hated eavesdropping but she could hear their conversation.

It was Gibbs voice that she heard, since Oliver didn't speak loud, if at all. "I saw the way ye looked at the little miss. Ye better be careful Ollie, ye know the captain,"

June then was intrigued, what happened?

"I'm just warnin' ye," Gibbs said then their steps faded away.

June sighed, Katherine was in the middle of something she had no idea of. The older woman wished she could protect her young mistress but she knew the day would come when she would have to step back.

"June, I need ye help, stir the stew," the cook called.

"Of course," June then rushed over.

XoXo

Katherine paced back and forth, her mind was spinning. She threw her hat to the side, she ran her hands through her dark hair, undoing the braid. "Mother Mary save me," she whispered.

Sparrow had done something to her. It awakened something inside her, something that Mr. Norris had never even touched. And she hated Sparrow for it. Now he had her feelings all jumbled into a mess. It didn't make any sense now.

And what happened with Oliver? Why did she touch him so intimately, she didn't like him like that? Right? Katherine wanted to pull out her hair, it was all so frustrating.

Katherine fell back onto her bed, groaning into her pillow, she couldn't even think about sleeping at a time like this. Besides, her nightmares were not something she wanted to revisit.

She rolled over to gaze at her gloved hands. They burned at even the thought of them. It was painful to remember, that's why she usually didn't. She scowled at them, it was a weakness, they would always represent weakness.

The cries echoed through her head and she tried to shoo them. It wasn't the time. No she had to deal with the bloody pirate captain.

"Why did any of this have to happen?" She grumbled. "If I had just stayed at the estate I would be living in a boring life. It would be normal."

Normal? That house was a prison. You were trapped. Her inner voice was right but she didn't want to think about it.

She shook her head, no, none of it made sense. Even if Sparrow had suggested he had some feelings for her, he couldn't love her. No, a man, a pirate, like him could love no one. Only the sea.

Besides, who was Lulu? She still hadn't gotten answers on that girl.

She frowned, who was she? She still wanted to know. It drove her crazy that she cared so much but she just couldn't stop. Her mind would run for miles with the idea that she could be some lover that held his heart. But she was so young, younger than Katherine.

"This is too much!" Katherine said out loud. "Kill me now!"

XoXo

It wasn't long before everyone was called in for dinner. The cabin door was opened by June, not Captain Sparrow. Katherine then knew that he didn't really want to see her. She didn't blame him, she didn't want to face him either. She was ashamed she succumbed to him. It wouldn't happen again. She was his hostage anyways, not anything else. Do you want to be something else? Katherine threatened to bang her head into a wall.

She sat down on the far end of the table, away from the captain who was speaking with Gibbs. She was alone, June was sitting by Gibbs. Katherine could tell they were close, almost too close. She then felt fearful, what happened when they went home? Would June come or would she stay?

Katherine was feeling sick, she spun her spoon in her stew, it didn't seem appealing. Not now when she was worried. That's when she felt a presence in front of her. She glanced up to see Oliver sitting there.

She observed him, he had sandy colored hair, probably from being in the sun so much. His skin was a smooth bronze, and his eyes a crisp green like grass in the spring. She was staring so intently he looked up, he had a small smile on his lips.

Katherine blushed, she dipped her head down to hide her face. Who was she turning into? Some timid, lovesick girl? The girl she always vowed she never become. Love messes everyone up.

Besides, why even think about a pirate? It was useless.

"Thank you," Katherine spoke up. "For earlier, if it wasn't for you, I could be… Hurt,"

Oliver shrugged like it was nothing. She just wanted him to speak, she wanted to hear his voice.

"How old are you?" Katherine questioned, it was small talk. Just small talk.

Oliver held out his hand, raising his eyebrows, suggesting she give him hers. She had a mini freak out. No, he couldn't touch her hands. He could sense her hesitation. Oliver leaned over and pulled her arm but Katherine resisted. No! He couldn't!

Oliver pushed up her sleeve, dragging his finger over her skin. She blushed as chills broke out across the area. Damn. He had written out 19. He was young, just a year younger than her.

Katherine pulled away, embarrassed. "You're so young. I can't imagine growing up on a pirate ship," she said in a quiet voice.

Oliver shrugged again.

Katherine could feel a pair of dark eyes burning holes into her. She didn't have the guts to meet his gaze. She wished she could disappear. It wasn't the first time either.

The rest of dinner was quiet, she could tell the other end of the table was quite drunk. They were all talking loudly and laughing. Some games of cards broke out but Captain Sparrow left to man the helm early. He gave her a dark glare as he passed, she returned it. She was mad that he was mad. He had no right!

Why was he so upset? It didn't make any sense. Perhaps her interactions with Oliver were making him angry? "He doesn't own me!" she growled under her breath. Not yet.

She was about to shoot the voice out of her head. It was quite annoying.

Katherine didn't eat much earning a concerned June. She was asking her too many questions. "Are you all right? Is something wrong? Did something happen?"

"Nothing is the matter," she snapped. "Help me to bed," she ordered as she stormed to her cabin. June scurried after her.

As her governess brushed her hair she asked "Did something happen between you and Oliver? Or perhaps with the captain?"

"Nothing is happening between me and any man on this ship. Nothing will ever happen," she said bluntly.

June wasn't convinced but took it anyways. "Whatever you say mistress,"

XoXo

Jack was boiling with anger; his ringed hands gripped the wheel so hard his knuckles were turning white. That damn woman. No woman has ever driven him so crazy. He wanted to throw her off his ship and take her to bed at the same time. "Bloody hell," he muttered as he steered.

Night was in full bloom now, the stars shining brightly, the sun gone, the moon high in the sky. The water was pretty calm tonight, not many waves. Jack knew though, something bad was on the horizon. La Buse was an unforgiving bastard. He would have to kill him, or at least give him something.

It was an accident that Jack had stumbled upon La Buse's treasure. It was the jackpot. He shouldn't leave so much gold around. Jack smirked when he remembered finding it, such a happy day.

Now he had to deal with the other captain's wrath.

His eyes scanned the deck, spotting Oliver. That little bugger. He could see straight through the boy, he was pining after Katherine. Jack was also afraid the little minx was falling for the young boy too. Why was he so concerned?

The captain scowled, he couldn't care about her. His crew was already questioning. He was starting to question as well, how long would she stay? Better yet, how long would he keep her?

She was starting to mess with his head, perhaps he should be rid of her. Jack hated to admit that she was all he ever thought about now days. But he could never give her the things she needed, a big house, fancy dresses, love.

He scoffed at the idea. No, he needed to get his gold and send her home, before he did things they'd both regret.

XoXo

Katherine didn't sleep, so she knew when they docked in Jamaica. Most of the men stayed on the boat sleeping, while a few went to the local tavern. She was almost sure the captain had gone with them so she snuck out of bed and stepped onto the deck. The town was alive even in the middle of the night. It wasn't surprising.

She sat on a barrel, listening to the ocean. It was quite the scene in front of her, people dancing around in the street, gambling to the side, and drinking all along. She frowned, her parents would never approve of this. Just a few weeks ago she would be disgusted but now it was normal.

What was she saying? No, this was the low life. She was brought up to be a wealthy heiress. She glanced down at her gloves. It was pathetic, how her life was like a dream to most when it was her worst nightmare.

Just as she looked up a gun was pointed to her head, she yelped. Then a sack was thrown over her head and all she saw was darkness.

Oh no.

Uh oh! Kidnapped, for the second time haha! I promise to update soon! My life is finally slowing down so I'll have more time to write. Maybe in the next chapter we'll find out a few more things about her hands and Lulu! ;) Stay tuned my lovely readers! Thanks for reading!

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