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Chapter 55

One day later…

Jane was woken from her pitiful sleep on Gibbs' bed when she heard heavy footsteps. She blinked and tried to focus in the dark. She sat up just in time to see Gibbs walking away from his hammock with Cotton right behind him. She watched as they left the cabin and hurried up the stairs. Her sleepy brain wasn't fast enough to realize the reason for the haste but when she did she shot up from the tattered bed and grabbed her robe. She left the cabin and walked up the stairs that led to the Captain's Quarters. She stopped in front of the door and listened for any noises. She flinched when she heard loud coughs and she placed her hand on the doorknob, her hand barely pausing before she finally opened the door. Her eyes widened when she saw Jack leaning over the bed, emptying the contents of his stomach into a bucket while Gibbs held it for him with a sympathetic look.

"Bloody hell, Jack. That's the third time tonight." Gibbs said as he put the bucket away as Jack leaned back on the bed, barely able to keep his eyes open. Gibbs turned around and his eyes widened when he saw Jane standing there staring at them. He walked quickly over to her and took her arm, trying to pull her out of the cabin.

"You should stay out, lass. The captain doesn't want you to catch whatever he has." He hissed and she snatched her arm away.

"What he has, Mr. Gibbs, is a mere food poisoning if you ask me. May I ask what did you let him eat yesterday?"

"Fish…fish we had caught a couple of days back. We had no luck to catch fresh."

"And you're telling me that it isn't food poisoning?"

"It wouldn't be the first time he ate something like that." Gibbs said while rubbing his neck as Jack let out a miserable moan.

"What?!"

"It's a ship, lass. We don't have the luxury of a good meal."

"I have realized that… Why did no one else got sick?"

"Cause we always save the better food for the Captain." Gibbs answered and she rolled her eyes.

"Get me warm water. I'll give him a bath for the fever. And I need some of the clean water we have." She said as she rolled her sleeves up and headed for the bed.

"But Jack said-…"

"Mr. Gibbs. The water please." She repeated with a glare and the older man sighed in defeat.

"Fine, but I'm not responsible if anything happens…" he muttered as he left the cabin. Jane walked over to the bed and placed her hand against Jack's forehead. He groaned as her hand cooled his burning skin and he his eyelids slowly drifted open. His expression hardened slightly and his eyes narrowed.

"Jane…what are you doing here? I told you to stay away-…"

"Hush, Jack. I am only here to help you. I do believe you suffer from food poisoning." She said as she took her hand away and picked a cloth to wipe away the beads of sweat that had formed on his face and neck.

"What? Food poisoning? From what? I only ate some fish…" he trailed off and then his eyes widened in realization.

"Old fish." She corrected as Gibbs entered and brought a bowl of clean water. He placed it on the night stand and Jane dipped a cloth into it before he gently placed it on Jack's forehead. His eyes closed briefly and a low sound of contentment escaped his hoarse throat.

"This is all your fault." Jack hissed as he pointed a finger to his first mate who winced.

"I didn't cook the fish."

"You ordered them to give me the fish." Jack shot back as he tried to sit up but Jane's hand on his sweaty chest stopped him.

"I didn't know it was bad."

"Well you should have known!" Jack thundered very childishly and Jane smiled a bit at his whiny-wanting to be rough-voice.

"Can I go?" Gibbs asked anxiously and Jane nodded with a pat on his back.

"No!" Jack argued but Jane shushed him, giving Gibbs the opportunity to excuse himself from the cabin.

Jane sat down next to Jack and he immediately took her hand in his.

"I am glad you're here, luv…Gibbs's rough with sick people…" he murmured and she chuckled. He opened one eye and looked at her before he smirked.

"I can tell…You look positively ghastly." She said seriously and he snorted.

"Thanks, Janey." He muttered as she wiped at his neck again with the cool wet cloth before she dipped it into the water once more.

"I feel like I've been sitting in the sun for years…" he murmured as two crewmembers brought buckets of water for the tub.

"I know…"

"You do?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes. I had it once myself."

"Hmmm…what are those for?" he asked and she smiled.

"It's for you. You're going to take a bath." She stated happily and he grimaced.

"I don't feel I can. I can't seem to keep me legs standing." He said and she frowned.

"I'll help you."

"No."

"But it'll make you feel better."

"No."

"But it'll take down the fever."

"No."

"But it'll help you smell better."

"And?" he asked as he opened his eyes expectantly. Jane paused and then she beamed.

"It'll be easier for me to be near you?"

"Keep talking." He gave his lopsided smirk and closed his eyes as his fingers started stroking her hand.

"Eh…It'll be a nice way to cool yourself?" she offered and he turned onto his side and snuggled close to her.

"Hmm. Still not sure I want to take that bath, luv." He smirked. Even sick he was being playfully annoying.

"Well I don't know what else to say, Jack." She sighed in defeat and he opened his dark eyes to stare at her longingly.

"Well…since I have nothing…contagious, I was thinking of a nice, wet reunion with me pretty pregnant lass." He murmured and narrowed her eyes at him.

"What kind of reunion?" she asked and he shrugged.

"Intimate reunion." He breathed and she gaped at him.

"Hello? You can't stand on your own feet and you want to have sex?"

"I never said sex, luv. I said intimate reunion. You have a naughty brain." He said tiredly but with that grin still on his lips.

"Sure I do." She said suspiciously as she stood up and looked at him expectantly.

"Coming?"

"Fine, fine, you tart. Help me up." He groaned as he outstretched his hands. She took them and she hauled him up to his feet. He gasped and one of his hands flew to his stomach. Jane's eyes widened.

"You need the bucket?" she asked and he shook his head as he breathed through his nose. He swallowed and he nodded, giving her the permission to lead him into the water.

"Oh, wait." She said as she let go of his hand to help him remove his breeches. She averted her eyes and helped him into the tub. He sat down and emitted a low moan as his burning skin came in contact with the water.

"There. You see. It's not that bad, Mr. Whiney." She muttered as she handed him a cloth and a bar of soap. H grabbed the soap with a pout and lathered the cloth with it before he started washing his face, neck and chest. He took a deep breath and went under the water to wet his hair before he came up again. He shook his head, sending water all over Jane who yelped and landed on her bottom with a thud. He paused and his eyes became wide as he turned to look at her sprawled on the floor.

"Did you have to do that?" she gasped as she sat up and wiped water from her eyes.

"What?" she asked as she saw him staring at her.

"I'm sorry you fell." He stated as his eyes focused on her bosom where her wet night clothes clang at her.

"It's alright." She muttered as she knelt next to the tub.

"Are you hurt?" he asked as he broke his staring and looked at her stomach.

"I'm fine. My behind hurts though." She said as she frowned.

"Oh? I can kiss it for you." He offered as she splashed him with water.

"Wash." She said firmly and he smirked before he carried on with her command.

"You like bossing me around, don't you?" he asked as he washed his arms, feeling his body temperature slowly decrease.

"Why not? You do it all the time with me." She said with a shrug.

"I do not!"

"Yes, you do." She insisted and he rolled his eyes, the kohl around them running down his cheeks from the water. She reached for a cloth and wetted it before he brought her hand to his face.

"Close." She instructed and he narrowed his eyes.

"Why?"

"I need to get this black thing from your face." She said and he chuckled before he complied. She wiped away all the black spots and she kissed his cheek. He opened one eyes and grinned at her before he handed her the cloth.

"I can't do me back. Me bloody bones ache." He muttered and she took the cloth from his hand and washed his back.

"Does your derriere still hurt, luv?" he asked after she finished and she groaned.

"No."

"Oh…So, I can't kiss it?" he teased as he tapped the water with his fingers.

"Why do you insist on kissing my behind?!" she cried in annoyance.

"Because I am responsible for its current predicament."

"If all you want is a kiss, kiss me already!" she said with her arms in the air. He smirked and placed a wet hand to the back of her head and pulled her o him for a long, deep kiss. She placed her arms around him and returned the kiss.

"You're cooler now." She breathed against his lips and he nodded as he kissed her again and then released her.

"Come on, let's get you to bed." She told him as she wrapped an old towel around him and helped him out of the tub.

"Me stomach feels like…it's turned upside down." He said as he got on the bed and slid under the covers, shivering slightly.

"I know…it'll get better." She said quietly before she removed her robe and lied down next to him.

"You're staying here?"

"Hmmm." She murmured as she turned to face him. He smiled and threw an arm around her waist before he closed his eyes.

"Good…" he muttered sleepily. Jane hugged him close and soon he fell asleep, the fever no longer bothering him.

End of chapter 55

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