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Chapter 10: Give me the shirt!

'I must stay still. I must stay still. I refuse to go downstairs. I must stay…' Amy tried to reassure herself while lying under the covers, staring at the ceiling. She could hear voices coming from the kitchen on the floor below. Voices she knew belonged to Sarah, Johnny, Gibbs, and Kyle. Voices she didn't want to hear. She was happy that the Black Pearl had arrived in Port Royal in one piece, and she would finally able to see her friends again. But she knew Sarah was down there along with Elizabeth and that meant one thing.

Wedding dress shopping.

She had been dreading this day ever since she got engaged. She had hoped she might be able to escape it, but she knew that wasn't possible. Sooner or later that day would come And unfortunately for her that day was today. Amy knew that Sarah wanted a grand, extravagant wedding, and so did Elizabeth. They both wanted beautiful decorations, lots of food and music…basically their own dream wedding…And if you were planning on having a perfect wedding, it's crucial to have a perfect dress. It should be great with a full skirt and lots of decorative details, such as pearls, beads and diamonds, made into beautiful patterns to beautify the dress. But Amy didn't want that at all.

No. She didn't want all the music, the food and the decorations, and she most certainly didn't want the elaborate wedding dress. She hated dresses! She wanted to keep it toned down. And in addition, if she chose a dress like that she would have to wear a corset, which had become one of her worst enemies since last night. As for the dress, all she wanted was a plain simple white dress. Nothing excessive, just something simple, but also stylish. After all this was her wedding day. Her dress just couldn't be an everyday dress. It had to be something special, but not too lavish. Amy wanted a small gathering of people with no music, a small amount of food, and as little decorations as possible. Mostly she just wanted to get married and that would be it. She wasn't asking for much, as long as she got married to Jack and the Royal navy didn't arrest him, she would be happy. She didn't need a lot and she didn't want a lot. She knew she wouldn't get the wedding she wanted without a fight. And that fight was going to start today.

'I will not get up. If I go down there, Sarah, is going to drag me out of the house with Elizabeth following behind. They're going to drag and into some dress shop, making make me try on a hundred wedding dresses, all of which I hate, and I'll end up feeling like I'm on the verge of dying. If I die today, which is very probable considering the things I am about to go through, I'll make sure my ghost haunts Jack and keeps nagging him about the fact I died like I said I would. He thinks I'm not going to die. HA! He doesn't know what he's talking about. He doesn't have to go shopping with two crazy people who are eagerly searching for the perfect dress for you to wear at your wedding! All he has to do is get a new shirt, wash his coat and pants, and get maybe a bath. Nah. Forget the last one. Actually forget all of it. He's never going to wash his clothes. I am seriously thinking of dragging Jack away from here and elope. That would wash all my troubles away. Sarah and Elizabeth would probably kill me, but we would be long gone before they could reach us. Yes. That sounds like a nice plan…'

Amy moaned and rolled onto her left side. She stretched her left leg out from under the covers and pulled the blanket over her head. She felt someone sit down on the edge of the bed. There was no doubt in her mind who it was, it had to be her darling fiancé. Jack.

'He's probably wondering where his shirt is. I got extremely thirsty last night and I wanted to go downstairs to get some water. I had to put some clothes on and his shirt happened to be the closest thing. His shirt is very comfortable actually. The thing is I'm not wearing anything under it… This could be a problem.' She extended her arm out towards where she knew Jack was sitting. Her hand touched his leg and she smiled. Amy's hand traveled up his leg, across his bare stomach and chest, and finally made it to his face.

"Having fun?" She opened her eyes and Jack's gaze met hers. A few of her fingers were covering his left eye and a part of his cheek.

"Yes." He removed her hand from his face and placed it on the bed.

"Do ye know where me shirt is?" Amy quickly removed her hand and hid it under the covers.

"Uh…maybe." He cocked his head to the side and grinned.

"Ah. I see that ye have it. May I have it back?" Amy pulled the covers tighter around her.

"No."

"Why not?"

"I'm wearing it."

"I can see that. I need it."

" I um… I'm not wearing don't have anything under it." Jack's eyes widen and his grin turned from harmless into a completely mischievous and playful one.

"Really? Well… if that be the case, I need my shirt back immediately."

"Not until I have something to change into."

"Well why don't ye go over to yer room and get something?"

"Because I don't have any pants on!"

"Yes…"

"The only reason you want me to get up is so you can see me naked."

"And yer point is?"

"Can't you get me some clothes?"

"Sorry, but I don't have a shirt on. I'm not fully dressed."

"Well neither am I!"

"I can get ye some clothes if ya just give my shirt back to me…"

"Knowing you, it you would probably take you an hour to retrieve my clothes, and then you would make me beg for them. It would be much easier if I just did it myself." Amy sighed and looked around the room. On the desk chair she spotted a dark red blanket and got an idea. "Hand me that blanket."

Jack looked towards the chair and pointed at it. " That one?"

"Yes that one."

"Why?"

"You'll see." Jack sighed and tossed the blanket over to Amy " Can you get off the bed please? " He got up from the bed and stood beside to see what she was going to do. She grabbed the blanket and scooted to the opposite side of the bed pulling the covers with her. She sat up and wrapped the blanket around her chest. Jack kept watching her intently as she slowly stood up and let the covers fall down her legs. Much to his disappointment, the blanket fell just past her knees and he couldn't see anything. Amy smirked at him as she lowered the blanket to her waist and tied the ends together on her side so it looked as if she was wearing a skirt.

"Ta da! What do ya think?"

"Still think ye should have given me the shirt."

"Nah. That's too easy. You'll have to work for it. Besides I like to annoy you."

"I tossed ye the blanket. I think that should be considered as work."

"Well it's not…Can you do something for me?"

"What is it?"

"Can you make sure no one's coming down the hall so I can sneak over to my room?"

"Why don't ye do it?"

"Because I don't want to."

"Well I'm not doin' it."

"Who's the one that has your shirt?"

"That's me only clean one too. Thanks to ye. Sneezing on me shirts for yer amusement…"

"Well then I guess you should listen to me."

"No. I 'ave other shirts. They aren't clean, but they'll work."

"Please?"

"No."

"Tell you what, why don't you come with me? That way you can have your shirt back as soon as possible and we can stop arguing. I've got to save I've saving all my strength for today. Please?"

"Oh…all right."

"But you go out first." Jack narrowed his eyes and reluctantly opened the door. He looked up and down the hallway and heard that everyone were still downstairs.

"Everyone are still in the kitchen. You're safe to go. Oh why did I do ye this stupid favour?" Amy came behind him and patted him on the back.

"I don't know. You're the idiot who agreed to do it." She gave him a peck on the cheek and grabbed his hand. "Come on. Let's go get your shirt back."

"How come ye always get to say what to do?"

"I don't know. I just do. Why? Do you want to say when to leave?"

"Yes I do."

"Then say it."

"Let's go." Amy rolled her eyes and stepped out into the hallway. She motioned for Jack to follow her. He stepped behind her and watched her as she started to fiddle with the doorknob.

"What are ye doin'? For God's sake, just open the bloody door!."

"I would open the bloody door if the bloody door wasn't stuck!"

"See I told ye you should 'ave given me the shirt. Let me try." Jack pushed Amy out of the way and began fiddling with the knob. "It really is stuck."

"Oh really? I didn't know that, espeically since I just tried to open it myself! Let me try again. I almost had it before." Amy pushed Jack out of the way and went back to fiddling with the door. As she tried to get the door open, both of them heard footsteps coming from the stairs. Jack urged Amy to hurry up and she snapped at him and told him to be quiet.

"Ha ha! I got it open. Told ya I almost had it."

"Why hello there Amy…and Jack." They both frozein their spots knowing they had been caught.

"If that's Sarah, I'm going to kill her as soon as I'm dressed," she mumbled so only Jack could hear. Amy bit her tongue and slowly turned her head to see who had caught them, Jack did the same. Standing at the top of the stairs was her best friend, wearing a burgundy dress, with her hands firmly on her hips and an immense smirk on her face.

"I came to see if you were awake… obviously you are. And apparently doing a lot more than just waking up." It was then that the two of them suddenly realized how they were dressed. Amy was in Jack's shirt with a blanket tied around her waist, that was exposing a great deal of her left leg. Jack was standing right behind her, with no shirt on and was waiting to get into Amy's room. If you had seen the sight, you could only imagine what had just happened a moment ago.

"Elizabeth wanted me to tell you that breakfast is ready in the kitchen. We have some food waiting for you…that is, if you'll be joining us soon. But if the two of you were planning on doing something else, you can stay up here. I'll just tell everyone that you're busy. I think they will find this quite amusing. See the two of you downstairs." She waved at them both and made her way down the stairs.

"Ye don't think she's really going to tell everyone do ye?"

"I'm not sure but I'm not taking any chances." Amy pushed the door wide open and ran inside slamming the door behind her, forgetting that Jack was behind her. Unfortunately, he didn't realize the door was closed so he ran right into it hitting his nose hard on the wood. He stumbled backwards into the center of the hallway, clutching his nose and cursing. A minute later, Amy opened the door, tossed his shirt out to him from her room and shut the door again. The shirt landed on top of his head and he frowned. He slowly took his shirt off his head and narrowed his eyes at her door.

"THIS NEVER WOULD 'AVE HAPPENED IF YA JUST HAD GIVEN ME THE SHIRT!"

Will, Elizabeth, Sarah, Johnny, Gibbs, and Kyle were sitting at the table together talking while finishing their breakfast. Will was about to finish telling everyone about his work as a blacksmith when two pairs of stomping footsteps were heard running down the wooden floors of the. A second later, Jack came running into the kitchen and Amy followed behind only walking at a fast pace instead.

"Amy, Jack, good morning!. We weren't expecting you two down so soon, Sarah told us you were still sleeping," Elizabeth said. Amy slowly turned to Sarah with her eyes narrowed, but Sarah just smiled back innocently and waved to the both of them.

"Did she now? " Amy gritted through her teeth. "Yes we were still sleeping, and nothing else!"

"Are you sure?" Sarah asked jokingly back.

"Yes!" Jack and Amy snapped back in unison. Sarah took this as a hint and leaned back further in her chair deciding to drop the subject.

"Why were you running?" Will asked.

"Because…we couldn't wait to see everyone again! We didn't want to keep you waiting. Um…good morning everyone!" Amy said cheerfully hoping to quickly change the subject. Luckily everyone bought it so the two of them were able to relax a bit and greet their friends Johnny, Gibbs, and Kyle. They made room for Jack and Amy to sit down and handed them their breakfast.

"Amy, you told me you hated to wear dresses. Why are you wearing one today?" Sarah nodded in agreement with Elizabeth and they looked at her dressed in the same purple dress that she wore the day she arrived in Port Royal. The reason Amy was wearing a dress was because she knew Sarah and Elizabeth would want to go wedding dress shopping today, and she knew she couldn't wear her regular pants into town. She figured that it would be better to put on a dress right away, instead of being forced to change into one later. She wasn't very keen with the idea of going dress shopping today, so she tried not to say anything that might remind them of that. She might be able to escape this terrible fait…

"Because I figured we would go wedding dress shopping today," She sighed out. She might as well get it over with.

"Wedding dress shopping! I almost forgot about that." Amy mentally kicked herself for not lying, she and could have gotten away with it. It's too late now.

"When do you want to leave?" Sarah asked eagerly.

"Well, I would like to finish my breakfast."

"Fine. Eat and then we'll leave." Amy nodded and went back to eating her breakfast. She quickly glanced over to Jack and saw that almost half his food was already gone.

"Pig," she mumbled under her breath.

During her meal, she could tell that Elizabeth and Sarah were contently waiting for her to finish her meal. Amy, out of spite, decided to eat extra slowly to make them have to wait longer. But eventually, she had finished her food and was running out of ideas to stall their departure.

"Are you finished?" Sarah asked.

"Yes, I suppose I am," Amy said with a depressed tone in her voice.

"Great! We can leave now! Elizabeth are you ready?"

"Yes!" Elizabeth replied equally excited as Sarah.

"Wonderful! Time to leave!"

"Now, now. I would like some time to talk with Gibbs and Johnny and Kyle. They've just arrived and I would like- HEY!" Sarah had grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the chair.

"Fine! Fine! We can go now! You don't have to drag me out of my chair! Jack, remember what I look like because this will probably be the last time you'll see me alive. Goodbye!" Amy gave Jack a peck on the cheek and saw from the corner of her eye that he was smiling. She lightly hit him on the head to make him stop. "Stop smilin' you pirate!. I know you are!. This isn't funny, so stop laughing at me!. Bye you guys!" She waved goodbye to them as Sarah grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the kitchen with Elizabeth following behind.

The four men watched as Amy was taken away, against her own will, and they shouted a goodbye to her.

"Why doesn't Amy want to go? I thought she would be looking forward to this," Will asked.

"She's been dreadin' this day for a while now. She 'ates dress shoppin". And with Sarah and Elizabeth joining her, she knew it wouldn't be pleasant. It's a long story really. I'd rather not explain it."

"She always did hate dresses. Never wore one unless she had to." Kyle stated.

"Aye, that's true. What was she talkin' about when she said this would be the last time you'd see 'er alive?" Gibbs asked.

"If I tell ye that, she'd probably kill me. Personally, I think it's silly. But now I think I know where she's getting that idea. She might be right after all."

"How long do you think it'll take?" Will asked Jack.

"If she was by herself, she'd be back in an hour. It's yer wife and Sarah that'll keep 'em out for a while." Everyone nodded and sat in an awkward silence for a while.

"Anyone want to play poker?" Kyle suggested to break silence.

"Sure," The other three men agreed as Kyle pulled a deck out of his pocket and started to deal the cards out.

Ok…so it's not as quick as I had hoped it would be, but it was under a month! Thank you so much for replying to my ad for a beta. I received many more responses than I thought I would. To be fair, I chose the first person that replied. I would like to give thanks to my new beta, My True Love, for doing a very excellent job on this chapter! She was the lucky person that was chosen to be my beta, so a big thanks to her! Please send more reviews. I only received 8 reviews for the last chapter. So it would be amazing if there would be a huge number of emails in my inbox saying that I got reviews from you! That would make my day. TA!