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A few weeks later

Katherine was making the bed in her rented apartment. Her wound finally had healed and she quickly moved out of her house to her father's shame. He and James both tried to stop her, even by force but Will and Abigail were luckily there and sent for Judge Martel. By law, Katherine was old enough to make her own decisions and Weatherby, along with James, were forced to let her go.

Katherine's head shot up when the door of her room knocked. "Katie, may I come in?" asked the owner of the apartment, Ava Matthews.

"Of course, Mrs. Matthews," said Katherine.

Ava opened the door and Katherine was shocked to see Jack coming in behind her. "You have a visitor, loss," she said and then left them alone.

"Good morning," he said as she went back to fixing the bed. "I wanted to know if you need anything."

"No, I don't," she simply said. "Did Will tell you where I was?"

"Aye," he responded. "It's a small room."

Katherine glanced at him. "It's enough. If you'd please excuse me, I have to change because I'm going out."

She went to move, but he blocked her way. "I see you've recovered,"' he commented. "Why are you doing this, Katie? You know you could have come to me…"

"I don't need much. Besides, I like living alone."

Jack cocked his head back. "Do you really?"

"Yes. Haven't you… been on land for too long?"

"I'd rather be closer to you," he whispered. "Besides you are still my wife in the eyes of God. You have to come with me."

"That didn't stop you before," she said. "Would you force me to come back with you?"

"I love you so much that I would do that."

Katherine's look darkened. "I apologize, but I have many things to do, so if you would excuse me," she said, walking past him and towards the drawer.

"Then can I come in the afternoon?"

"I won't be here," she responded quickly.

Jack just nodded. "Oh, before I leave, I must tell you this, Katie. You shouldn't curse, luv, it doesn't suit you."

Katherine watched as he left, but couldn't help but smile just a bit.

Once Katherine came back from doing her errands, she was surprised to see her father waiting for her in her room. "Father, what a pleasant surprise," she said, smiling.

"Where did you go?" demanded Weatherby.

"I went to ask Madame Claire if they needed any help with bordering or sowing for work."

"And you aren't embarrassed, Katie," spat her father.

Katherine sighed. "Why did you come here, Father? Did you come here to yell at me or to ask for me to come back? Because if it's so, then you're wasting your time."

"As a father, I have to make you seek reason even if my words hurt," he said, getting up.

"Yes, your words hurt because you're being unfair to me. You've always been unfair. If I'm unhappy, you're the main person to blame."

Weatherby looked at his daughter in shock. "Have you gone mad? How dare you say that?"

"I dare because I'm tiered. Now is the time for the truth to come out," she said, angrily. "Since the beginning you've forced me to do things I didn't want to."

"I've never…"

"Weren't you the one who went to Father Francis and asked him to talk me out of the convent?" accused Katherine. "Then you forced me to go to James' plantation so that I could protect Lizzie from the shame."

"How could you say that?" he said, softly.

"Because it's true! You worried more about her than what I was feeling. You let me take the blame when James thought I was having an affair with Jack rather than accusing Lizzie. That when you forced me to marry. You almost made me choose Lt. Gillette!"

"He would have been a better suitor than Sparrow," he scowled.

"That's not true! Gillette is a nasty individual who wanted to marry me in exchange for money, not Jack. Jack has been the best thing to ever happen to me!"

"He's been the reason to your distress!"

"No, he's not!

"Didn't he say that he didn't want you anymore? That you were nothing but a distraction?"

Katherine glared at him. "That might be so, but that was our problem and you had no right to intervene. You and he agreed on something, right?"

"I did it for you, Katie. You didn't deserve to be with that pirate!" he spat.

"He might be a pirate, but he's a good man!" she defended.

"I can't believe you're defending him. He's the reason why you're sister was so unlucky."

"Please, forgive me, Father. I know my sister is dead, but she was egotistic and only cared about herself. She had no decency. Don't you wonder why she decided to ride on that horse when she never did so? She needed to fake her fall so that no one would know that she lost the baby. James told me himself!"

"How dare you speak of your dead sister that way? Have you no sympathy?" Katherine too couldn't believe what she had said. She let her feelings do the talking for her.

The door then knocked. "Katie, it's me, Jack."

Weatherby glared at her. "Is that why you wanted to move by yourself? You want to become his whore?"

Jack burst into the room. "Sir, I won't allow you to speak to her that way," said Jack, coming in. He had heard shouts coming in from Katherine's room.

"Jack, please, I beg you to leave," she said, desperately.

"No, I won't leave," he said, walking to her side. "I won't let you to disrespect my wife."

"She's not your wife anymore!" shouted Weatherby.

"Stop it!" cried Katherine, getting their attention.

"He wanted to push you away, Katie," said Weatherby. "He embarrassed in from of all of Port Royal."

"But I wanted to get her away only for a short time while everything calmed down. It was you who told me that it'd be forever."

Katherine looked at her father in disbelief. "Is that true, Father?"

"It's a lie!"

"No, I'm not a liar!" shouted Jack back at Weatherby. "I admit that I made an error for leaving Katie and for that I apologize," he said, looking at her.

Weatherby shook his head. "Do you think my daughter is just a joke to you that you can do what you want with her?"

Katherine charged to the door already crying. "That's enough! I'll ask for the two of you to leave, please."

"You dare to throw me out of here, Katie," said her father.

"I'm not throwing you out. I just can't stand seeing you fighting with him."

Jack glared at both Swann's and left without a word. Weatherby sighed and left, too, ashamed of his daughter.

Katherine burst into Will's and Abigail's apartment. She received a message from Mr. Gibbs that Abigail wasn't feeling very well and that she might loose her baby even her life. She rushed immediately to the aide of her best friend. When she tried to go into the room, she was stopped by Jack.

"Let's me go, Jack," she said, crying.

"I can't, Katie. The doctor's in there with her now. Not even Will can go in," explained Jack.

She looked up at him. "How's he taking it?" she whispered.

Jack turned his head. "Not so good."

Katherine looked over his shoulder and saw Will slumped against the wall, staring at nothing. She walked towards him and kneeled next to him. "It'll be alright, Will. God won't let anything bad happen to Abby."

Will finally looked up after moments of silence. He had tears in his eyes and also saw them in hers. He leaned his head on her shoulder and burst into tears. Katherine held him tightly like the brother she never had. She could fell his pain because it was the same thing that she felt when she thought had Jack died.

Jack stepped out of their small living room and went downstairs to the shop. He knew that they'll needed their space.

Jack looked up as Katherine walked down the stairs. Her face was red and stained with her tears. "How is she?"

Katherine sighed. "I don't know. The doctor is still with her, but he let Will go in. We should find out soon enough." She felt uneasy as Jack approached her not taking his eyes off her. It was the same look he'd gave her when he was about to make love to her. If Jack was truly faithful to her in all the sense, he must be desperate to have a woman.

"I want to ask you something, Katie?" he said. "Are you coming back with me, yes or no?" Katherine looked away. "Why don't you answer me?"

"It's not easy to answer, Jack. By law we aren't married…"

"But we are in the eyes of God," he finished.

"I already told myself not to return to you."

"Is it so difficult to forgive?" he asked.

"It's not just that. There are a lot of things involved, too," she said, turning away.

"Why don't you tell me?"

"You wouldn't understand," she said, turning back towards him.

"Why?"

"They are my problems and you probably wouldn't care about it."

Jack cocked his head back. "Everything involving you is important to me."

Katherine looked down, blinking furiously. "Then respect my decisions and don't force me to do anything that I wouldn't want to do."

Jack shook his head. "I don't want to force anything on you, but to convince you."

Katherine's face hardened. "Let's say I don't want to be convinced."

Jack growled inwardly. "Why are you being so stubborn?"

"No, you are," she fired back. "In your own words, you threw me from your side so that I wouldn't suffer. You told me that you didn't want to share the same problems you had with me. Why do you insist for me to come back to you? What has changed?"

Jack sighed. "The Royal Navy isn't so hot on my trail any longer."

"And your fights with James? Don't you think that he'll increase the seize for your capture? It's a miracle he hasn't done it yet."

"Katie, I need you. I can't live without you," he said.

"You could when you sailed the seas for a year."

"Katie, please," he said, reaching for her, but she pulled away in fury. "I'm sorry. I promise…"

"I don't believe in your promises, Jack! I'm not blaming you, but it's out of your hands. We can't be together again. I don't want your demise, or mine, or James'."

"Norrington has to suck it up," growled Jack.

"You know he won't," she growled back. "I don't want to carry the downfall of the two of you in my conscience."

"This has nothing to do with you."

"No, but you're using me as an excuse."

"I'm not."

Katherine sighed. "Fine. You aren't, but he is."

"And we should renounce our love because he doesn't like it? That's bullshit, Katie," he yelled. "I'm not going to accept this."

"I will!"

"You rather agree with him than with me? I'm your husband."

Katherine groaned. "It has nothing to do with agreeing with him or you. What? I don't count? Don't I have my own opinions of what I should or should not do? I'm sick and tiered of all of this. I want to live in peace. Can't you understand this? Please, Jack, even if we do get our marriage legal again, don't force me to back with you."

"No, Katie. I can consent to whatever you want, but not that. Not for pride or give Norrington the kicks, it's because you're the woman that I've loved most in my life." Katherine blinked. She felt the air leaving her body. He was doing it again. He was hypnotizing her with his eyes. "You're mine, Katie," he said, stepping near. "We are made for one another. Not even a hundred Norringtons will ever separate me from you."

"Well, maybe I can," she said, still with a straight face. "If you force me, you'll make me very unhappy."

"That's not true. Of course, there will be problems, but the happy moments? They're going to out weigh them." Jack lifted her chin up. "Let me show you."

Katherine felt her mouth go dry. "No," she whispered turning her head, but Jack pulled her back to him. He grabbed her waist. She slowly looked up into his eyes, lingering back to his lips.

"It's been so long, Katie." She could feel his breath on her lips as he leaned closer. "I'm desperate."

She gasped softly as his body touched her, pulling her into him. Katherine couldn't take it anymore. She was human. She cupped the side of his face and let him ravish her lips. His lips trailed across hers, licking and biting, tasting her. She did the same, bringing him closer. She was just as desperate as he was. A year without him, his warmth, and his love was too hard to resist now that she was with him again. He wanted to take her, even against the wall and she was willing to oblige.

They gently parted their lips, gasping for air. "Come with me to the Pearl."

"I don't want to," she whispered looking into his eyes.

Jack touched her face and traced her lips with his thumb. "Yes, you do."

"Please, don't do this to me. You're cruel."

Jack was about to kiss her again, but heard the foot steps of Mr. Gibbs, coming down stairs. Katherine turned her head slightly in embarrassment, while Jack glared at him for interrupting their intimate moment.

"The doctor said that Mrs. Turner will be fine and so will the baby," said Mr. Gibbs uneasily. "She just needs a bit more rest."

Katherine smiled. "That's wonderful. I'll go see her," she said, going up the stairs.

"We'll stay here until you're ready to go home," said Jack, stopping her. "I wouldn't want you to go home without anyone." Katherine glanced at him, but said nothing. She made her way quickly upstairs to see Abigail.

After taking Katherine home, Jack decided to act fast. He needed to show her that she still loved him and by doing that he was going to make love to her. Jack walked into Katherine's room that night through her apartment's window. He noticed that she was sleeping. He quickly took off his coat and hat. He took off his belt and left it in a pile on the floor. He heard her soft breathing, saw her slight movements. She was beautiful and he planned to make her his again.

He sat at the edge of the bed and moved closer, trying not to wake her. He gently pushed her sheets back. He learned in and pressed his lips against her temple. She stirred and slightly opened her eyes.

"Don't say anything," said Jack before she opened her mouth. "Please, Katie." He covered her mouth with his.

She let him take over again, both united, body and soul as one. Jack took of the rest of his clothes off and pulled her nightgown off too.

Katherine sighed as he opened her legs and slid between them. She could feel his erection hard already. Her juices flowed onto the head of his shaft as his hands grabbed her breasts and suckled them. Her hand grasped the back of his head and her legs wrapped around his waist.

Jack looked up at her and saw the passion return to her eyes. "I love you, Katie," he said, tracing the back of her head and feeling the beads that he had given her.

"I love you, too, Jack," she whispered.

Jack smirked and covered her already bruised lips again. Katherine gasped when he slid into her wet passage. "You're mine, Katie," he growled as he began to move inside her.

Katherine could only whimper in pleasure as he penetrated her body. Her hands were running over his chest and arms, making him move faster into her. He watched as she moaned and called out his name as he invaded his body.

"More, Jack. Faster," she called out in a plea. His lips thrust wildly and she lifted her to meet with his. She pulled him closer, kissing him, tangling her fingers into his hair.

"You're so wet, so tight," groaned Jack through their lips. Both of their bodied were hot in need. It's been a year since he's had her.

Jack began to feel her walls begin to pulse. With her moans and the look of desperation in her face, he knew she was coming. She clawed the sheets and began to tremble. His hand traveled to where they connected and began to rub her nub. "Oh, Jack, don't stop."

"Come for me, Katie," he growled, thrusting harder.

Katherine arched her back up and held onto Jack's body as her body spasm and trembled from the climax. She yelled his name as he felt her juiced leaking onto his erection. Jack thrust harder and shoved into her heat until he too felt his own orgasm taking over his body. He growled and yelled out her name as he came deep inside her, filling her with his seed. They were covered in sweat, panted, and trembled as they looked into each other's eyes.

Katherine stroked his face, tenderly. "You still are bold, Jack," she said. "You shouldn't have done this to me. You abused."

Jack sighed and collapsed beside her, taking her into his arms. "You didn't leave me any other choice. I just wanted to show you that you still love me like I do."

"I told you I didn't want to go back."

"You haven't yet," he said, stroking her hair.

Katherine smiled. "You know what I mean."

"Why can't you just leave everything to me, Katie?" he asked.

"Because it's not in your hands for us to be happy. We have so many things between us, my father, James. There wouldn't be peace for neither of us, only moments we share in bed, but not everything resorts to that. It'll be silly to say that I don't love you. Of course I do."

"Then," he said. "Don't worry about Norrington. I'll fix everything."

"And how will you fix it? By killing him?"

Jack sighed angrily. "It's not fair that we have to hide over love and be apart because of Norrington's ambitious."

"Then what are you going to do to avoid it, talk to him? He won't listen to you. Challenge him to a duel? If you kill him, you go to jail and if you die…"

"At least everything would end," he said, looking away.

Katherine forced him to look at her again. "For you, but what about me? I always understood why you pushed me away, though I didn't agree on the way you did it. I felt really hurt. I wanted to put walls to forget you. I blamed myself for Lizzie's death. I wanted to make an excuse that I promised her on her death bed that I'd never go back with you. Then you come at night, you get into my bed, and you make love to me, destroying all my defenses. Understand, Jack, that I don't want anything to happen to you. I prefer to see you from far, but alive."

"That doesn't work," hissed Jack. "I tried to do that, but it's a torture worse than death. I love you, Katie," he said, cupping her face. Katherine leaned into his hand, kissing it. "I never cheated you," he whispered, tracing her lips. "Not even in thought. For me there is no one but you… That's all I can stay and I won't renounce you. I don't want to."

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