A/N: I was looking down my story list the other day and noticed that only two of my stories, both of which are Treasure Planets fics were incomplete, so after three years of being on hiatus I'm going to try and finally finish this one.
It was last updated on the 4th May 2008, a whole three years.
My writing I like to think has come a bit further since then, so I've read and re-read these chapters to try and get into that mind set, so this and future chapters (of which shall only be one) may seem different but then again may seem exactly the same.
The structure of the story even after three years is still fresh in my head, so I will be finishing it soon.
So here is the sixth chapter...
Enjoy ^_^
There was no tea, a rather prudent disappointment, but she had to admit the champagne did give her a sensible buzz. Too much she reckon and she probably would've felt more than a buzz and a little less than sensible, perhaps the reason then that this, after an hour of being at this ghastly reception, was still her first glass.
Captain Amelia was not one to shy away into a dark corner under normal circumstances and yet on this particular occasion it was warranted, it was after all not every day that one attended an ex-fiancé's wedding.
She sighed, she had no reason to be unhappy or the like, but crowded rooms of well dress people with over exaggerated smiles where not her forte, had never been, even in her youth she'd preferred dressing in her brothers clothes and climbing tress in ways of finding an adventure.
This was simply boring.
And the dress she wore was simply uncomfortable and confining. Though the green of the dress matched her eyes perfectly, it did not excuse the fact that the button up front was a little too tight; acting more like a corset than the actual corset she wore underneath, the skirts a little more than trip worthy.
"For someone at a wedding you look so overcome with grief. Poor Amy: mourning the loss of such a fine bachelor." William commented as he strode over to her corner, with a hand over his heart as if shot by an arrow.
She punched him not so playfully in the arm, "You would be so lucking!" she replied drying, chugging what was left in her glass before snatching another from a passing waiters tray.
William simply laughed and took hold of her arm, dragging her from her safe spot to where Elise stood in white.
In Amelia's humble opinion, the poor candid girl looked like a marshmallow; put her in front of a fire and she'd surely melt.
"There is someone that Elise and I would like you to meet." He said sincerely.
"Yes, but dear William that does not mean that I must share your enthusiasm." She said pulling her arm from his hold as to straighten out her skirts, before letting out a gentle huff and marching forward, literally.
"Ah, Amelia, I see William was able to persuade you to leave your sanctum of a corner?"
"The word 'persuade' is not in dear William's vocabulary, it was more along the lines of dragging than persuading."
"I shall be aware of that in future then I suppose," Elise replied with a chuckle, "anyway, I ask William to fetch you so I could introduce you to my brother." The young girl continued, gesturing to the man besides her who seemed just as distracted from the situation as she.
"Captain!", "Doctor!" both cried with eyes wide and mouths agape.
"You two know each other, I presume?" William announced, looking between the two, bewildered with the situation, neither Amelia nor Delbert for that matter had mentioned each other in conversation, and Amelia was always one for making remarks against a person.
"You did not tell me you had a sister Doctor?" she commented wryly.
"Why you never asked Captain and truth be told, she's not really my sister, not by blood anyways, simply from growing up together, and having a fondness for each other akin to that of siblings."
There was a keen silence that followed, Delbert taking in Amelia's appearance, as the poor doctor never did think he'd ever see this woman in a dress, with Amelia silently fuming at the situation, throwing her hands up in the air she stormed away, at least as much as her dress aloud.
Delbert followed, presumably to his death.
One out in the hall away from the prying eyes and ears of others, Amelia took a step towards Delbert tentatively so not to draw suspicion, before hissing in his ear, "Nor did you happen to mention being an attendee to a wedding Doctor!"
"I did not mention it because I was unsure that I'd be able to make it, with all my time being taken up by lectures as I have stressed on many occasions. And on that matter neither did you!" he stressed, pulling her aside from estranged wedding guests and into a very conveniently placed closet.
"I told you that I would be busy, does that not account for anything, besides I knew you were out all day and did not see the harm in not telling you."
"It would have been nice is all, a little heads as to know what to expect, so that way when I get a call from the hospital to say you've been shot from a stray bullet while on the firing range, I'm a little more prepared than I would be without knowing." He said affectionately as he stroked the insides of her wrists gently with his thumbs.
"You know that stray bullet was yours." She joked as she leant towards him.
He sighed exasperated, "I was using it as an example."
"It was not a very good one."
He shut her up with a kiss.
A/N: thanks for reading and feel free to leave reviews ^_^