I'm so happy people like this story. I wasn't sure if to write it, but I'm glad I did, even though I own nothing of course. It's not my story. Also, I was wondering is the lemon scenes offend anyone and if so tell me so I can give warnings when they do pop up. Thanks for the reviews! Please enjoy this chapter.
"I hope you understand that we will eat with everyone else in the table," said Jack as Katherine and Abigail placed the plates on the table.
Katherine nodded. "I understand," she said, smiling.
Jack sighed. "They are my crew men and are important to me, like family, but you don't have to sit with us."
Katherine grinned. "No, it's alright, besides I don't have any reason to hate anyone," she said. She liked how Jack treated his crew. He was a good captain. Abigail snickered silently to herself. She noticed the eye contact that Katherine gave Jack. It was almost like puppy love.
Jack smiled. "Good," he said. He opened his mouth, but someone yelled from deck.
"There's a ship on the horizon, Captain, but it looks like they wish to speak with you," said Mr. Gibbs, coming into the dining room.
Katherine and Jack looked at each other. "It's not to arrest you right?" asked Katherine fearfully, taking hold of his arm.
Jack shook his head. "But if it is, I won't go without a fight," he said, giving her a kiss on the head and going on deck. Katherine turned to Abigail, who had a worry look on her face. Katherine walked quickly on deck and stood next to Jack. "Katie, go below..."
"No," she said, firmly. "I'll stay with you," she said, grabbing his hand. Jack smiled. They both waited, well armed until both ships were side by side. Katherine was surprised to see Elizabeth on the ship. Both sisters glared at each other.
"What is it that you want?" yelled Jack to the other captain.
"Mrs. Norrington wants to give Mrs. Sparrow the rest of her belongings," yelled the captain back.
Jack scowled. "It wasn't necessary, Mrs. Norrington," he growled.
Elizabeth only smiled. The other ship pulled out a plank and Elizabeth carefully walked over the ship. "Jack, please, I didn't come all this way to give my dear sister her things. I came here to stay for a while."
"What?" said Jack and Katherine at the same time.
"You can't stay, Lizzie," said Katherine. Will stopped what he was doing and looked at Elizabeth. How low can you go? His love for her was gone completely. It made him sick seeing her with James at the wedding. His head turned to Abigail, who was silently hiding by the stairs. He had never noticed her much before, but he couldn't stop thinking about her since their last kiss.
"Please, Katie, Father said it'll be fine. Please do it you me. I'm your sister," begged Elizabeth.
Katherine shook her head. "You can't stay here," she said, harshly.
Elizabeth grabbed Katherine to the side. "Do you want to see Jack at the gallows," she whispered into her sister's ear, so only she could hear.
Katherine looked at her in disbelief. "You wouldn't. You love him."
"I would rather see him dead than with you," she hissed.
Katherine looked at Jack and swallowed hard. "I hate you," she snarled at Elizabeth, stomping away into the cabin.
Jack looked at his wife and his sister-in-law. "What did you do?" he growled.
Elizabeth shrugged. "Nothing, but it looks like I'm staying for now."
Everyone sat around the table in the dinning room of the ship. The food was already set up and Katherine sat nervously next to Jack, who was the head of the table. Unfortunately for her, Elizabeth sat next to her, eying Jack once in a while. They all waited for Jack to take the first bite. Katherine held her breath as Jack ate the food she prepared. She and Abigail worked hard on it, especially to impress Jack. She didn't want him to think that she was like her sister.
Katherine bit her lip as Jack swallowed his food down. Relief filled her face as Jack smiled at her. "Everyone, let's dig in!" he shouted, receiving a cheer from his crew. Jack took Katherine's hand and kissed it. "It's delicious," he said in her ear. "Where did you learn how to cook?"
"In the convent and at home. They taught me lots of things," she explained, taking a bite from her plate.
"What else did they teach you?" he asked.
"How clean, sow, embroil cushions, play the piano, and speak some French," she said.
"So, everything that a good wife should know," he said. Katherine huffed angrily at him and moved back into her seat. Jack grabbed her hand, noticing that she was upset. "I'm sorry. Katie, I'm sorry." Katherine nodded. "It's just that things that might be important to you and your class it's not for me. Of course, that a women should clean and keep everything in order, but that's not just it."
"Well, what more does a good wife need to be?" she asked, curiously.
"Other than being a wife, she needs to be a woman. A human being that thinks, who should give her own opinions, and decide," he said.
Katherine was taken back. "They always taught me that I should be prudent, obey, and to follow my husband's orders."
Jack smirked. "Well, if you don't agree? What if I do something incorrectly or that you don't like, what would you do?"
Katherine took a moment to think. "Nothing, just obey you."
"Are you always going to be a rag doll for the rest, Saint Katherine?" he said, taking a sip of his rum.
"Don't call me that," she said, angrily.
"Then don't be a martyr. I don't want a slave, but a woman, so argue, fight me, tell me how you feel!" he said.
"Why?" she asked. "Either way, we're going to do whatever you say, right?" she said, turning her head away.
Jack leaned in, lifting her face to meet his. "And didn't it occur to you that you could convince me, Saint Katherine."
Katherine's face flushed. "I told you not to..."
"But, I like it. Saint Katherine. Like I like you," he said, kissing her hand again. Katherine smiled. He was different than any man she had ever encountered and more. Her love for him was strong and each time it grew bigger in size.
Elizabeth gripped the cup in her hand hard, detesting the way Jack and Katherine acted with each other. You'll see Katie. The war is not over.
"Jack can be quiet rude, huh?" said Elizabeth, walking around the cabin. She almost exploded, seeing Katherine laying on Jack's bed. The same bed that they shared frequently when they were together.
"Why?" asked Katherine.
"You saw how he exhaled gas and chewed his food with his mouth open. And that language! All he's good at is drinking rum and being a pirate," scoffed Elizabeth. While Katherine wasn't looking, she carefully pulled out Katherine's diary and placed it on Jack's desk, making sure Jack would see it. She even bookmarked the page. She had observed Katherine's handwriting for a while and imitated it well. A small extra writing in her diary wouldn't hurt now would it, thought Elizabeth with a sly grin.
"I don't care. This is his ship and he can do what he pleases. I think it's nice that he doesn't hide who he is. Maybe that's why I like him," she whispered.
Elizabeth shook her head. "I can't believe. You're falling in love with him." Katherine shot her a glare. "Do you deny it?"
"No, I don't. I do love him," said Katherine, looking at her.
"But I thought you loved James."
"I did, but I guess that was a foolish girl's dream," said Katherine getting up of the bed. "Loving Jack is a woman's reality," she said, smirking before walking out the cabin, leaving Elizabeth in total shock.
"I'm afraid that I'll start liking her," said Jack behind the wheel, seeing Katherine, washing some of Jack's clothes on deck beside Abigail.
"Why?" asked Mr. Gibbs.
"You know why she got married with me. What if she's like her damn sister," he said.
Mr. Gibbs chuckled. "No, this one went all the way with you. She's your wife."
"But this is different. She was almost forced to marry me. Only an imbecile would still love the same woman who betrayed him like that."
"But the same thing happened to her. Didn't the commodore break the marriage off so he could marry Elizabeth?" said Mr. Gibbs.
Jack shook his head. "Women think differently."
Mr. Gibbs sighed. "Just enjoy what you have Jack. You have the Pearl, your crew, a wife who is beautiful and of high social rankings. What more can you want?"
"She doesn't love me," hissed Jack. "How the hell can she love me when just a couple days ago she loved another man?"
"Jack, the signs are all there," he said, pointing to Katherine. "You are just too blind to see them."
Jack looked back at Katherine as she scrubbed his clothes. He saw her peak up at him, giving him a small smile before going to her job. He thought back of last night and how wonderful he spent it. No other woman has been more passionate than her. Full with such sweetness. "Aye, you're probably right," he said, nodding. "You got to take advantage of what life gives you while it lasts."
Mr. Gibbs laughed silently to himself. He knew Jack was being jealous. Jealous of Katherine's past love, but he didn't know that he already is liking Katherine and more.
Katherine laughed as Jack twirled her around his arms. "Why are you so happy, Captain Sparrow," she said, pulling his goatee.
"Because I have a beautiful woman to warm me bed," he teased, pulling her down the bed.
Katherine rolled on top of him and smiled. "Do you really think I'm pretty?" she asked.
Jack cupped her face. "You're beautiful, Katie," he whispered. He pulled her face down, capturing her lips. Katherine straddled him and deepened the kiss. Jack groaned as her body began to rub again his. He reached behind her dress and began to unbutton it without ever releasing her lips. Katherine moaned as Jack kissed down her neck. He slowly slipped her dress off her body and had her naked on top of him. "You're a goddess."
Katherine blushed by his intense stare. "I think you're overdressed," she whispered. Jack growled and flipped her on her back. He got up and quickly removed his clothes. Katherine watched breathless as he undressed. Jack didn't have a body like Michelangelo's David, but it was still beautiful. Katherine pulled him down, so that his body covered hers. She gasped as he pulled her legs open and settled between her mount.
Jack hissed in pleasure as her wet fold enveloped his hard shaft. Katherine arched her back as he sunk into her. "Katie, you feel so good."
"Jack, take me," she pleaded.
Jack shook his head. He flipped them over and Katherine was once again on top of him. "You take me," said Jack, huskily. Katherine looked at him in shock, but groaned as he pushed his erection deeper into her. She braced herself onto his chest and began to move slowly. "Don't be shy, Katie," he said, encouraging her. "Take what you want and need." His words made Katherine hotter and wetter than how she was and began to move faster. "That's it, luv," he groaned.
Katherine whimpered as Jack placed his rough hands on her waist, moving her faster. She screamed in pleasure as Jack moved one of his down to her heat and began to rub her clit. He pulled her down and suckled on her breast. Katherine thought last night was passionate, but Jack was like an animal possessed. She heard his own ragged breathing, mixing with her loud moans. "Jack," she cried as he started hitting her sweet spot.
He felt her walls begin to quake. Their hips slapped again each other. Katherine held her breath as a huge wave of pleasure took over her body. She let out a fierce growl, surprising them both. She threw her head back, arching back still moving her hips against his shaft. Katherine collapsed onto his chest, trembling from the climax. Jack slapped his hand across Katherine's bottom, making her jump, but he thrust harder into her, trying to find his own release.
Jack pushed her trembling body onto her back. Jack started to thrust hard into her, making her moan. She felt another orgasm approaching again. Her harsh moans made her sound helpless with need. Jack gasped as her legs tightened around his waist, making him hit deeper. "Come again for me, Katie." His words undid her as she convulsed around Jack's shaft. He threw his head back as he came inside her, crying out her name. He thrust a few more time until he collapsed beside her, wrapping a protective arm around her. They both panted and shook in the aftermath. He inhaled her scent, making him moan at the sweetness. "You're too good to me, Katie," he whispered.
Katherine smiled contently, tracing her finger down his arm. She froze slightly as she brushed against a scar. She took his arm and looked at it. It was a big, harsh scar traveling up half of his lower arm. "How did you get this, Jack?" she asked, frightened.
Jack sighed and lifted her chin up. "It was a long time ago. You don't need the details of this. It's not important."
"Everything that involves you is important to me," said Katherine, angrily.
Jack smiled. "Why do you care?" Katherine opened her mouth, but closed it back quickly. "Tell me what you think of me," he demanded.
Katherine looked up at him. "I think that you're nice and sweet. A-And that I like you a lot," she said, blushing.
"Really?" asked Jack in disbelief. He smiled seeing her nod. It brought a huge relief over him. Jack wiped the tears that formed on her face. "Why are you crying?"
"I don't know. Embarrassment I think," she said.
Jack leaned in and kissed her softly. "Never be embarrassed with me, Katie. Never." He pushed some of her hair back. "You're sinking into me like a disease, Katie. I don't know what I'm going to do with you," he whispered.
Katherine smiled. "Whatever you want, Jack."
"Don't you dare cheat on me, Katie," he said, pushing her onto her back. Katherine tangled her hair in his dreadlocks. "I wouldn't stand it coming from you."
"I'll never do it, Jack. I swear," she whispered.
"I want to see you happy. I don't want you to regret marrying me," he said, tracing her lips with his thumb. Katherine grinned as Jack leaned in to kiss her, letting their passion consume again.
What Katherine said about what she can do sounded Mary Sueish, but that's how it is in the soap opera. I really didn't mean to put it, but the whole point was for Jack to explain the things he cares about. I'm sorry if that offend some people. Please, forgive me. Thanks for reading and please review.