I'm sorry I took so long!
I really have no excuse other than it's summer and I got lazy.
How have your summers been? Good I hope? :)

Also, I've decided that this story shouldn't take place after COTBP. I'll get back to you when I figure out when it should take place because I want a little Angelica-drama in it.

Chapter 9: Hopeless

A sense of longing divulged in her. Why, she wondered; no, it was not her desire to depart from the incredible Jack Sparrow so suddenly; however, the mildly irritated Elizabeth could not have wished for anything more with every fiber in her being.

Jack smiled warmly, brighter than the Caribbean sun. Oblivious to Elizabeth's scrutiny, "No problem at all, my love. If you want to sail with ol' Jack again, then yer welcome aboard me ship anytime."

She averted her gaze, fussing with a stray tendril of brunette hair.

My love? She repeated the words continuously in her head. Had he just invited her to sail with him again? Oh dear; she should truly try give more attention to the pirate, but those dark irises were just so entrancing...

Elizabeth rolled her eyes at the dazzled expression upon the brunette's visage while a cheery Gibbs laughed merrily.

They stood there for what seemed an eternity; but wasn't nearly long enough for Katherine. A rather loud, irritated sigh came from Miss Swann and caught their attention.

He averted his gaze from the young woman and eyed the planks of the dock, "Ah yes. So..." He rested a hand on the hilt of his treasured gun, "I will see ye soon. Aye?"

That remarkable smile. Oh lord...

It took her a second longer to reply; almost willing herself to speak, "Alright,"

At this, he bid them adieu. Jack regarded Katherine once more before he turned forward again, boarding his beloved pearl with mister Gibbs trailing after once he had said 'goodbyes' of his own.

The two women waved as the gallant ship sailed away into the sparkling horizon.

"Katherine?"

Her hazel hues slid toward her dearest friend, "Yes?"

Elizabeth rested her hands on her hips, expectantly, "You seemed to be a bit... demure around Jack," She rose a frightening eyebrow, "Any particular reason why?"

"No, Liz. Don't worry.." The brunette glanced at the white shoreline, "Then again, I am a bit demure around everyone, no?"

Smiling, she nodded, "True enough,"

Elizabeth was so glad to have her bestfriend back with her in Port Royal. She wanted to do such girly things, like buying assortments of flowers and window shopping for dresses, and Will hadn't been the best candidate for that.

They began their trek back to the Swann home as Katherine balanced her luggage. Jack had given her one too many things as little parting gifts.

Then again, they weren't truly parting. At least, not for long, she hoped.

A slight prick of pain struck her heart at those thoughts. She wanted to see him again; she just had to. Katherine wondered if Jack felt the same way? Was it possible for a man like Jack Sparrow?"

She then realized that she wanted to mean something to him. She desired it like nothing else. Katherine prayed that she wouldn't have the fates of many other women before her; forgotten like a design in the sand, washed away by the waves.

The man had sacked Nassau Port, not firing a single shot. Evaded a ship of the fleet, disappearing from the sights of several EITC agents and escaped numerous situations that may have had his life taken from him in mere seconds. He was truly incredible.

What woman would not wish to have him all to herself?

And she was just one of the many. Why would she matter? What exactly made her unique? Nothing came to mind.

Nothing at all...

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