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Jack strolled around Port Royal not caring to be stop for being a pirate. If Katherine wanted to marry him, he had thought, then he shouldn't be arrested, right? Hopefully not. He smirked when he finally saw the Governor's mansion just a few feet away. He quickly walked up the road of the house and knocked loudly. When the door opened, there was Abigail with a shock look on her face. She immediately went to close the door, but Jack put his foot out holding the door open.
"Please, I need to speak to Gov. Swann, luv," he grunted as he tried to push the door open.
Abigail huffed as she pushed back against the door. "Why? My Katie could never marry someone like you. She is too pure for you!"
Jack smirked. "I know. That is one of the reasons I like her," he chuckled.
Abigail gasped and opened the door, making Jack stumble, but before her could utter a word, Abigail slapped him across his face. "Don't you dare speak about her in such a tone," she growled. "Now leave, sir. You are not welcomed here."
Jack grabbed the side of his face and groaned. "Damn, woman. You got quiet a hand there. Lord, help the man that falls in love with you. Besides, it was Saint Katherine who wanted to marry me in the first place."
"Why do you want to marry her?" asked Abigail placing her hand on her hip.
Jack sighed. "I have my reasons. She is very beautiful, bright, kind, nothing like that tramp of her sister."
Abigail nodded. "You wouldn't hurt her, right?" she asked.
Jack shook his head. "No, not her," he said.
"Well, you best hope so because I will beat you with my broom if you do, got it?" she said, pointing her finger at him.
Jack threw his hands up in defense. "Don't worry, luv. I believe you. What's your name by the way?" he asked.
"Abigail Conner," she said, before walking away.
Jack shrugged and looked around the house. He whistled seeing the immense size and the lavish objects. He walked backwards to get a better view, but almost dropped a vase during the process. Luckily, he caught just in time and place it back on the column it was standing on.
"Mr. Sparrow," said a voice behind him, making him jump.
He turned and saw Weatherby staring at him curiously. "Captain Sparrow, please," he corrected.
Weatherby nodded. "Alright, Captain. Please come into my office. I would like a few words with you," he said. Jack followed in and sat across from Weatherby's desk. "So, I'm guessing you already heard about Katie wanting to marry you."
"Yes, I have, Governor," he said, leaning back against the chair, with one arm of the chair.
"And what is you response?" asked Weatherby.
"I accept," he said.
The Governor shifted uncomfortably. "Listen, Sparrow. I'm not fond of this idea. Katie is very special to me and so is Elizabeth. Yes, I know about your affair, but I want to know if it's completely over by now."
"It's been over for many months," said Jack almost growling.
"Good," replied Weatherby nodding.
"And Katherine?" asked Jack. "Where is she?"
"She went to church," he said.
Jack chuckled. "Of course. Like always and she hasn't changed her mind?"
Weatherby's eyes narrowed. "No, not that I know of. Why do you ask?"
Jack sighed. "You and I both know that we know each other for a short amount of time. I want to know if her decision is definite."
"Yes, it was all her idea. I can't get her out of that ridiculous idea. No offense," he said.
Jack shrugged. "None taken."
Weatherby nodded. "You will be good to her, right?"
Why does everyone ask me that? He thought. "I might have many faults, Governor, but I'm not capable of hitting a woman or mistreat her in any way." They both stayed quiet for a while. "I'm sorry to ask you this, Governor, but since we're going to be in-laws," he started, making Weatherby wince, "I want to know one thing."
"What is it?" asked Weatherby.
"I want to know if Katherine and Elizabeth share the same mother," he said.
Weatherby's eyes widened. "How do you know?"
Jack sighed. "So, it is true. Listen, Governor, those two are nothing alike. I don't know you even dealt with them when they were younger, but it's also obvious that they don't look alike."
Weatherby nodded. "When I was younger I had an affair with one of my maids. I fell in love with her, but I was already married. Me and my wife were only together for social reasons. After a while, Veronica told me she was expecting a child. Elizabeth was about a year old or so. I told her that I would support her with everything. I even thought of running away with her," he said, chuckling. "But after Veronica gave birth to Katie, she died. My wife was upset about the affair of course, but she wasn't a bad woman and took Katie in, raising her as her own."
Jack gave him a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry, Governor. I won't tell Katie about this. I'll wait until you tell, but she has the right to know."
"I know she does, but what if she hates me for not telling," he asked.
Jack shook his head. "She won't. She's not like that."
Weatherby sighed. "Thank you, Captain Sparrow," he said, standing up. Jack followed in suite and took is hand out to shake it with Weatherby, but he just smiled nervously as he stared at his dirty hand and lead him out the door. Jack sighed and turned to follow him.
As they stepped out to the living room, Katherine and Elizabeth walked in, both in shock to see Jack with their father. Katherine heart fluttered, remembering the night before and how Jack had kissed her. She immediately turned red, only to be noticed by Jack, making him smirk.
"Hello, Katherine," he greeted.
Katherine smiled shyly at her. "Hello, Captain," she whispered.
"Katie, Captain Sparrow is here to accept your hand in marriage," said Weatherby irritated.
Elizabeth shook her head in anger and disbelief. She picked up her skirt and stomped up the stairs. Jack tapped his foot impatiently as Elizabeth slammed the door upstairs. He then turned to Weatherby. Katherine also looked at him, knowing that she had to speak to Jack in private.
The Governor looked at them both. "What?" he asked.
Katherine sighed. "I think that Captain Sparrow wants to speak to me alone, Father," she said.
Weatherby shook his head. "Alone with a man, Katie? No, out of the question," he said.
Katherine opened her mouth to protest, but Jack interrupted. "No, it's fine. I had to go anyways. I'll see you tomorrow," he said, bowing, making Katherine laugh.
Jack walked up to her and picked up her hand, kissing it gently. Katherine looked up into his eyes and his lips lingered longer than they should. A cough from Weatherby interrupted the moment, but Jack only smiled at her. "Good-bye, Katie," he said, before leaving the house.
Weatherby scowled. "I can't believe you're marrying that man. Look how dirty he is and the way he speaks, acts. Goodness, Katie, what the hell are you thinking?" he said. Katherine, however, wasn't paying attention. Her slowly traced her thumb where Jack kissed her. "Katie," yelled Weatherby, breaking her thoughts. "Are you listening to me?"
"I'm sorry, Dad, but I need to go rest for a while," she said, heading upstairs. Weatherby sighed and went back into his study. Katherine walked inside her room and smiled to herself. She had thought and dreamt about Jack ever since last night. She couldn't believe that she was actually falling for a man like him, but there was something about him that captivated her. She jumped when she heard something hit her window. She opened the curtains and saw Jack standing down her balcony.
Katherine pondered to herself, wondering if she should go. Yes, I should, she thought. She opened the balcony doors and walked down the stairs. She slowly walked towards him as he kept smirking at her. "Quiet a roll that you play, eh, Saint Katherine?" he said. "Your father thinks it's bad for a woman to be alone with a man even if she's going to marry him and little does he know that she and said man have already kissed," he chuckled. "Such a gravely sin!" he mocked.
"What do you wish to speak with me about?" she asked ignoring him tease. She saw Jack's expression in her eyes, making her nervous. "My father is right, though. It isn't right for us to be alone," she said, walking back, but he grabbed her, bring her back.
"We have been alone other times," he said.
"Yes, but we weren't engaged then," she said, pulling away from his grip.
"And don't you think that's silly, hm? Don't worry, I'm not going to take advantage of you. I just wanted us to be in agreement in some things," he said.
Katherine nodded. "There are some benches over there if you'd like for us to sit," she said.
Jack smirked and grabbed her arm putting it around his, making her gasp. "Alright, then, let's talk," he said, grinning as they sat down. "For one, I think you already know that I have a ship and a crew. I just wanted you to know that you will be at sea with me for long periods of time and all the dangers there are out there, but don't you worry, Saint Katherine. I'm the most fearsome pirate in the Caribbean so I'll protect you from any danger," he said, grinning.
Katherine giggled. "Well aren't you brave, Captain Sparrow," she said. She froze feeling Jack's hand traveling up her arm, making her shiver.
"You haven't changed your mind have you?" he asked.
Katherine shook her head. "No," she whispered.
Jack nodded. "I'm assuming that you want to get married in a church, right?"
"Yes," she said, still not being able to look at him clearly. She was being distracted by his hand.
"Well, when are we going to the church to get everything ready?" asked Jack.
"Whenever you want to," she responded.
"Tomorrow?" he answered quickly. Katherine nodded. "Is it fine if I stop by around ten?" he asked. Katherine gave him another small nod. "Who are going to be your witnesses?"
"My father of course and I was thinking about Abigail if she could," she said.
"And your other relatives? Elizabeth and the Commodore?" he asked.
Katherine shook her head. "I don't know. I don't think so," she said.
Jack cocked his head back. "Are you going to invite them?"
"Invite yes, but…" she started.
"You don't think they'll come," he finished for her. Katherine stayed quiet. Jack finally got annoyed by her silence. "When you were chasing me, stopping me from telling anything to James," he spat, "you weren't so short on words."
"Because there was something important to discuss," she snapped back, finally slapping his hand away.
"And what? Our marriage is less important that the happiness of that damn Commodore," he growled. Katherine sighed and looked away. Jack got closer to Katherine again, lifting her chin up. "I want you to talk, to speak to me. I want us to really know each other. I want to know what you like, what you don't like, what you think of me, or what you hope from me."
Katherine took his hand in hers. "I hope that you'll be a good husband."
"What is a good husband for you?" he asked. "Tell me in your own words thinking of our lives together."
"Well, I don't want you to raise your voice, that you respect me and be an honorable man," she said.
"That definition is alright for a father or a brother. Between spouses there should be, I'm not saying love because I'm sure you don't feel that way towards me, but in intimacy? Don't you think about that?" he asked.
Katherine looked down, blushing. "Yes," she said softly.
"And?" he asked gently, searching for her eyes.
"We're not suppose to talk about these things," she said, looking away.
Jack smirked. "Well, you are very different from your sister," he said, getting up. "I guess I'm leaving now." He looked back at her and smiled. "What relief, eh?" Katherine stood up beside him. "Tomorrow at ten, then?"
"Yes," she responded.
Jack took her hand. Katherine expected him to kiss it again, but he shocked her when he pulled her against his chest and kissed her lips. She gasped, only making Jack deepened the kiss. Katherine almost leaned in to kiss back, but Jack pulled away. "I'll see you," he said gently.
Katherine's heart fluttered. "OK," she whispered. He gave her one last look and walked away. Katherine clumsily walked back to her room, glancing sometimes at his walking form. She closed the balcony doors behind her and sat on her bed, thinking about the kiss again.
He's so forward, she thought. I have never met such a man with such a character, but that kiss. It almost intoxicates me. Katherine gently licked her lips and smiled. She sighed and laid back on the bed, smiling from ear to ear. Quiet the charmer.
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