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"Jack, this is Katherine White. My best friend since we were young." She spoke as the pirate stood up from the sofa, "Katherine, this is Jack Sparrow."

At that name, the brunette maiden's jaw dropped slightly.

"Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow." He corrected her before his eyes locked on the brunette.

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Chapter 2: Captain Jack Sparrow

Elizabeth ignored him and sat down next to Will.

Jack sauntered toward Katherine and bowed charmingly, taking her hand to place a soft kiss on her knuckle, "Tis a pleasure to make yer acquaintance."

"Y-You're Captain Jack Sparrow...?" She whispered, flabbergasted. A small blush rose to her cheeks, but it quickly returned to ivory white.

Jack grinned as he stood straight, motioning at himself "At your service, love."

Will then became interested, "You know him?" and Katherine shook her head, "I've only read of him.."

"Ah, have ye now?" Jack questioned, amused, "And just what have you read about, miss Katherine?"

She averted her eyes. The women who spoke of him certainly were right. For a pirate, he was rather handsome andunmistakably captivating.

"On your adventures across the Caribbean and whatnot, Mr. Sparrow.." Katherine provided.

"It's Captain, love." He told her with a wink as he continued, "Did ye come across anythin' to your liking?" He placed his hand on her slim waist and led her toward the sofa across from Will and Elizabeth.

"Yes.. All of your quests have intrigued me." She spoke, folding her hands together absentmindedly. Jack said nothing more after that as he leaned back into the velvet seat, drinking from the bottle which returned into his hand, traces of a grin on his lips.

"Oh will you at least use a mug, Jack?" Elizabeth said, eyeing the way he downed the drink. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Can't do that, lass."

Elizabeth glimpsed at Katherine, "You see? Like I said before: rum-soaked pirate."

"Oi, that's not very nice, Lizzie." Jack feigned hurt with a pout. Katherine held a hand over her mouth to prevent the escape of laughter. The pirate peered at her and she pursed her lips timidly before looking away.

Jack smirked and took another long swig of his rum, then stood hastily.

"Well, I must be headed off. Gibbs 'll be buggin' me if I'm 'ere for too long." He pulled on his dark leather coat before walking in a swagger to the doors. The three of them stood up as well.

Elizabeth rose an eyebrow, "You aren't staying for the night, Jack?"

"No, Lizzie. I've got a ship to sail and crew to command." Jack said proudly, "Gotta have more o' me adventures, eh love?" He winked at Katherine who smiled demurely.

"G'bye Whelp, Lizzie, miss White." With that, Jack Sparrow left the governor's household.

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As Captain Jack Sparrow walked down toward the docks with the bottle of rum still in his hand, his thoughts drifted to his conversation with the graceful Katherine White.

She was fascinated with the tales of his many odysseys; timid and soft-spoken, unlike many of the women he had ever encountered.

The white-cream tone of her skin spoke the wealth of a noblewoman. She had an elegant shape of her face and lips and a slim curve of her waist. Deep, hazel-green eyes, hidden behind long lashes and chocolate brown hair that curled into beautiful, thick locks that cascaded down her back and over her petite shoulders.

Having seen many beautiful women from around the world in his lifetime, she was one of the most gorgeous Jack had ever seen- a true siren who captured the hearts of men.

"She's a diamond, mate." He murmured into the warm air of the Caribbean night with a smirk.

"Cap'n!" He heard from the gangplank. Jack looked to see Gibbs standing there expectantly, "Did you hear what ye needed to from Will?"

Nodding as he boarded his beautiful ship, Jack sauntered to the helm, "I did, mister Gibbs."

"And?" The man in his fifties pressed. Jack frowned slightly, "And what?"

Gibbs rolled his eyes discretely and said, "Our heading, Cap'n…"

"Ah. Our heading." Jack placed his hand on spokes, caressing the dark wood with his ringed fingers, "We'll be staying 'ere for one more day, Gibbs."

The man furrowed his brow in question, "What for?" Jack sent him a look and said, "Weigh anchor and sail off shore t' keep the Pearl hidden from any red coats."

"Aye sir. Ye heard im' ye filthy roaches! Weigh anchor!" Gibbs ordered as the crew stepped to it.