Triangle

Title: Triangle (3/3)
Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (movie)
Rating: PG-13
Warning: spanking
Co-written by nadriede_cede and tiaoconnell
Disclaimner: We don't own it even though we wish we did. We just play
there.


Elizabeth stayed most of the afternoon at the blacksmith shop while
Will worked. Finally though, it was truly time for her to get
back. "Are you ready to go back and sneak in?" Will asked.

Elizabeth made a face and sighed. "I suppose I must. Father has
gone off on some important meeting, and Left Captain Norrington in
charge of me. That is why I snuck out, because he was being his
usual prissy self."

Will shook his head. "That Norrington. Probably never had a day of
fun in his whole life. He's such a...a... prude!" "He is." She
agreed. He had the nerve to tell me, not in so many words, that I
was not to disrespect or disobey him! And he was so rude arrogant
when he spoke to me. I had not said a rude thing to him until he
began speaking to me like that."

Will shook his head. "I hate to bring you back, but he'll scour the
whole island if you aren't returned and he discovers you're
missing" "I know. I just hope he has not already discovered that! I
don't feel like listening to his snooty voice as he lectures me."

"Indeed---that would be a horrible trial to bear" he snickered, but
stood and took her hand. "Ready?"

She made another face and stood. "No, but I must go anyway." She
said, and she and Will left the blacksmith shop and he walked her to
the gate of her home.

At the gate, while hiding in some large bushes, Will traced the
outline of her cheek with his hand. "Goodnight Elizabeth" he
whispered. "I will dream of you" before she could say anything, he
kissed her cheek softly and took off like a shot back to the
blacksmith shop.

Elizabeth stood there for a moment in shock, her hand reaching up to
touch her cheek where he kissed her. Then with a smile she wandered
up the driveway and into the house, forgetting about the need to
sneak.

Just as she opened the door, she was almost barrelled over by
soldiers. "Miss Swann is here!!!" they shouted. Norrington dashed out
and in a moment of sheer joy at his charge being safe---he hugged
her. She was even more shocked at this, and could say nothing as he
held her tight in his arms.

The soldiers quickly disperesed from the luxorious home, and after a
moment, Norrington came to his senses. "Forgive me Miss Swann---as
you can tell, I am much relieved to see you are quite safe. However---
I can tell that there is much for you to explain" He took her arm
firmly and strode quickly towards the Governor's office.

"Captain Norrington, you are hurting me." Elizabeth said, his grip
on her arm cruel compared to the warm hug he had given. He sat in the
chair after locking the door and standing her in front of the
desk. "Explain your atrocious conduct this instant young lady"

She stared at him, rubbing the arm he had gripped. She held her chin
up high and tried not to cry. "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean
Captain." She told him."Is that so Miss Swann?" he half growled,
raising an eyebrow at the girl. "I hardly think that is your wisest
course of action. Care to have another try? Or shall we just
proceed?" Elizabeth paused.
"Proceed? Proceed with what?"

Norrington let out a frustrated sigh. "Surely Miss Swann you did not
think this behavior of yours would merit you a grand party with all
the trimmings? Perhaps with your father, but not while you are in my
charge. I warned you to obey Miss Swann. You have chosen not to heed
my warning. Now, unless you have a reasonable and believeable
explination for your ridiculous get up and conduct, it is time for
your punishment"

She stared at him, her heart picking up speed. "It is not your place
to punish me, Captain Norrington." She told him softly. "Quite the
contrary. Your father warned me of such escapdes as this, and said to
deal with them as I saw fit. And that is precisely what I intend to
do. You have one minute to come up with an explination. Starting---
now" he looked at the grandfather clock on the opposite wall of the
office.

Elizabeth was shocked, tired, hurting, scared, and annoyed. She
fought back a flood of tears as she turned and ran to the door. She
grabbed the door knob and twisted it, but it did not move. She spun
around and glared at Norrington. "Let mt rit right now!" She
demanded, trying not sound hysterical.

Raising an eyebrow, Norrington crooked his finger at her. "Come here
Miss Swann. Now" With her back pressed against the door she just
stared at him. "Captain, I am serious. Let me out. I am tired and
I hurt and I no longer wish to fight with you. Now please, open this
door!"

"Hurt?" he instantly became concerned. "Shall I send for a doctor?
Were you touched inappropriately Miss Swann?" He ran over to her and
began to check her arms for bruising.

Her face turned bright red when she realized what she had done. She
could not tell him that Will had spanked her! He might have him
thrown in prison! "No, no one touched me inappropriately." She
said, flinching as she pulled away from him. "I....I apologize for
causing you worry Captain." She said, her tone soft. "I snuck out
to get some air for a while, and to just be free. Please accept my
deepest apologies." She looked up at him with her wide brown eyes,
and she looked small and pitiful.

"Duly noted and accepted Miss Swann. But misbehavior bears
consequences, and in this case, that word can be used in duly
meanings." She led her by the arm to the chair he had vacated and sat
upon it. "If you chose to disobey and act like an idiotic and spoilt
child, then there is only one punishment appropriate for you Miss
Swann. I shall give you a through spanking, right across my knee."
Without another word, he pulled down the breeches and move dher over
his knee, a strong arm encircling her waist.

"NO!" Elizabeth howled. "Captain Norrington, I really must
protest!" She kicked and tried to free herself, and she found that
her battle with her tears was getting harder. She could not believe
this! Spanked twice in one day?!? Not if she could help it!

"Feel free to protest Miss Swann. It will not sway my decision in the
slightest." He patted her bottom gently for a moment, almost as if to
reassure her, then lifted his hand and brought it down hard on her
bottom---his hand was large and nearly covered it entirely!!! SMACK!

Elizabeth gasped and cried out. "No, please Captain! Let me go!
Please do not strike me, please!"

He ingored her completely and continued to soundly spank her wobbling
bottom cheeks. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

She struggled the best she could, but it did nothing for her. After
only a few smacks she began to cry hard, as her bottom was still very
tender from the spanking Will have given
her. "Cap..tain...Norr...ington! P--p-please stop!" She begged
frantically between her sobs.

He did stop, and rubbed her back soothingly for a second before
speaking. "Tell me Miss Swann, why is your bare backside being
spanked?"

She sobbed for a moment, her delicate shoulders heaving. "Because I
snuck out of the house." She moaned.

"Indeed" SMACK "And?"

She jumped and howled at the smack. "And because I dressed like a
boy."

"Correct Miss Swann" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK He delivered
another 25 stinging blows to her backside; they all landed in
relatively the same spot. His hand was large and there wasn't a very
alrge target, so that left him no choice. He was quite certain though
that she had learned her lesson. He stopped, and began to rub her
back in slow steady circles. "It's all over now Elizabeth" he said
softly. He felt bad for her, she was crying so hard.

She sobbed, her tiny bottom hurting so very badly. What a rotten day
she had had. She had not been able to spend all the time she wanted
out, and plus she had recieved two spankings! These two spankings
were the most and the worst she had ever gotten in her whole life.
Damn this high handed men! She moaned, trying to reach back and pull
her pants up, so embarrassed that yet another man had seen her bare
bottom.

"It's alright now Elizabeth---everything is over, I won't punish you
further." His voice was almost soft, and it was very low. He
continued to rub the circles on her back. "And I promise, I am not
looking at anything I should not be--- I am not that kind of
gentlemen, nor that kind of soldier, Elizabeth"

She just moaned and whimpered for another few moments, then managed
to speak. "Please let me up." She whispered, sounding miserable.

"Of course" he sighed. Apparently his feeble efforts to comfort her
were of no help. He did feel bad that she was so distraught. Had he
been too hard on her? She was young, and so delicate looking---- he
let her up and turned away as she righted her breeches. "Perhaps you
would like to retire for the evening" he said softly.

She stood there in front of him, her lips pouty and her face red.
She gave him such a pitiful look that his heart actually hurt. She
continued to stand there, wanting more comfort, but unsure as to how
far he was willing to go with it, and unsure as to whether or not
asking for comfort would be appropirate.

"Can I--should I---do you wish me too---" Norrington swallowed,
fumbling for the proper words. "Do you need a hug Elizabeth?" he
finally said softly, his face tinging red at the thought of holding
the pretty girl in his arms. It was hard for him to remeber that she
was of marrying age now, and not the little girl full of annoying
questions who resided on his boat when her father travelled with him.

She sniffled and nodded, then flew into his arms, wrapping her own
around his neck, and sobbed her heart out.

Oddly, it wasn't nearly so terrifying or difficult as he had
imagined. He slowly circled his arms around her, securing her to his
chest as she cried against his neck. Her bottom was placed between
his legs as she flew into his arms; he could feel her tears as they
landed on his uniform. "There there" he said softly, making a slight
rocking motion. "It's alright now, everything is all right. I'm not
angry--if that makes a difference" The girl probably didn't give him
a second thought; excpet as being the man who always answered her
questions honestly.

She clung tightly to him, appreciating his comfort. She didn't know
what to say though, so for a while she just sat there and cried
quietly. When she finally calmed down a little, she asked
meekly, "Are you going to tell my father what I did?"

Slowly, Norrington shook his head no. "I have dealt with the matter,
there is no real need to involve him. It is never truly fair to be
punished twice for only one crime." If only he knew how ironic that
statement was!

Elizabeth slowly sat up and looked at him. She truly agreed, and
wished that she had been treated fair in this case!

Feeling affection for her, as he looked at her sweet face, he leaned
forward and kissed her forehead. "I'm not without emotions you know,"
he whispered. "As so many think. I have nieces and a nephew--- I like
them" he commented rather randomly.

She kind of smiled as a few stray tears made their way down her
cheeks. "I do not recall saying you were without emotions." She
told him softly, suddenly feeling sorry for him. He shrugged. "Well---
now you know" he said softly. "Do you wish to retire for the night? I
could have supper brought to you, or you could dine in here with me.
I haven't eaten yet, Iw as too distracted thinking your father might
seperate me from my manhood for losing you" he said seriously

Elizabeth's eyes went wide at that, and she couldn't help but
giggle. She quickly placed a hand over her mouth to stiffle the
laugh, her eyes dancing with merriment. "ha ha, very funny" he said
drolly, but his eyes twinkled slightly with amusement. "So is that a
yes Miss Swann? I could find a pillow for you you know..."

She blushed and nodded. "Yes. I will dine with you. But I must
change first. I am sure you do not want to dine with a young lady
that is dressed as a boy."

He nodded. "Indeed Miss Swann. It will be both a pleasure and an
honor." As she got off his lap, he stood and bowed as she hurried
from the room. James Norrington suddenly felt very warm inside as he
watched her scamper away and up the stairs.

"Tis a good thing you are safe Elizabeth," he whispered to
himself. "I for one, would greatly miss you." Sighing heavily, he
yelled the dinner order to the nearest maid and sat down again at the
desk. Would she ever want an old man like him? True, he was only 37,
but she was a mere 16... just a wee babe. Rubbing his forehead he
decided to not strain his mind too much on the thought---- for time
would tell where her heart truly lies.

The End