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Chapter 30
"MY RUM!"

I looked over to Jack, I was curious as to what we were mad about. I still couldn't figure it out. I stood, climbed down off of the perch and walked over to him. Well, more like hobbled over to him, my leg was killing me. He sat on the floor, against the wall. I sat next to him; he didn't move or even look at me. I looked down and tugged at the rag that was wrapped around my leg. Noticing fresh blood surfacing, I must have reopened it when I fell. I ignored it, knowing I would have to change the bandage later. Obviously he was giving me the cold shoulder he hadn't said anything yet. I felt as if we were in an uncomfortable silence, however he seemed to feel very comfortable with not talking to me.

"Jack." I said softly

"Aye?" he asked

"What are we fighting 'bout?" I questioned He looked over at me. His eyes went up as he thought about it.

"Ye don't know, do ye?" I asked, giving a smug smile He shrugged.

"How can ye be mad if ye don't know what yer mad at?" I questioned

"I can be mad if I feel like it."

"But, ye don't even know what yer mad at."

"Do to!"

"Then what?" I questioned crossing my arms across my chest, eyeing him.

"Yea like I'm going to tell ye."

I smacked my forehead. "Ye sound like a woman now."

He jaw practically dropped to the floor at my rather blunt statement. My hand dropped to my side.

"This is ridiculous Jack! Now were fighting because neither of us knows why were mad at one another."

"I do know why I'm mad." He stated in a matter-of-fact sort of way

I eyed him, confusion running across my face. "Enlighten me please."

"Nope, 'ave to figure that out on yer own."

"Why do ye have to be so difficult?" I questioned

"Cause its so much fun." He winked I sighed, beginning to feel angry. I shook my head, rolling my eyes.

"now I remember why ye irritate me!"

"I'm not irritating."

"oh really? Well maybe not in yer little world, but to me... well.. yer irritating the crap out of me.. ye... yee..." I became very frustrated at my loss of words; I stood in a huff and walked away. I stopped dead in my tracks, hearing Jack chuckle. I didn't bother to turn around. "And wipe that smirk off of yer face."

I decided I need a drink; rum seemed perfect at the moment. Something to forget the fact that Jack was mad at me for no reason and now I was mad at him for him just being an ass. I walked across the stone floor, there had to be at least a hundred empty rum bottles floating around on the floor. I put my hand in the crate, my hand searching.. Searching.. My eyes went wide.. The crate was empty? I practically dashed over to the wall to grab the torch that had been lit since we arrived. I ran the light over the crate, looking inside.

"Where's the rum??" I questioned, in a very stern tone.

Jack came running up behind me, looking in the crate. "No rum?"

"No rum, it's gone!!" I yelled, looking over at him. "Why is the rum gone?"

"That's my line." He stated. "And aye, why is the rum gone?"

"Because we drank it?" I asked, rather sarcastically. "Damn, Anyone got a bottle of rum left? I WANT it!" I turned on my heel, searching the crews that had been combined together. I raised a brow. "NOW!" I demanded.

Lefty came running up, bottle in hand. "'Ere ye go, last one.. Drink it with care, eh...."

Before he could finish whatever he had been babbling about, I snatched it from his hand. Uncorking the bottle. Instantly smelling the sweet aroma I grinned to myself.. My bottle. I put it to my lips, waiting for the refreshing feeling of the warm liquid pouring down my throat. But, my moment was short stopped by Jack's hand coming up and snatching the bottle before I could even get a drop. I growled in my throat as I looked over at him, taking a very generous swig. He lowered the bottle to his side, with a sigh. "Good rum." He stated I snatched the bottle from his hand.

"MY RUM!" I said, taking a swig. I held it protectively in my arms. "MINE.. Get it.. M.. I...N...E!" I yelled

He chuckled

I eyed him, what was so funny; I was only declaring that it was mine. I took another swig, placing it back protectively in my arms. Jack's hand came up as he went to take it. I backed away slowly. Hadn't I made it clear that it was mine?

"Just a small drink?" he questioned, his hands coming up, his fingers moving slighty as he leaned closer to me. "After all, its our last bottle."

"No!" I yelled, turning on my heel.

Jack followed me I quickened my pace, going absolutely nowhere. I came to the other end of the cave; I turned on my heel once again, coming face to face with Jack. I gave him a deathly glare; no way he was getting his hands on my rum! I could feel the eyes of the crews and prisoners on us, we had become very good entertainment to them I guessed. I cradled the bottle of rum in my right arm, putting a death-grip on it. There was no way in hell I was letting it go. Jack stood before me, his eyes seemed to glow in the light of the torches. I loved and hated when he looked at me like that. He took a step toward me, I stepped back. He took a few more steps toward me, which I quickly stepped back. I was now against the opposite wall of the cave, I eyed him, I knew what he wanted. Not that he was going to get it as I tightened my grip on my bottle.

"Gullible." I said, smiling as sweetly as possible.

"yes, luv?" he asked, our bodies almost touching. I couldn't be this close to him right now. I'd go crazy.

I looked into his eyes and continued to smile sweetly at him. "What do ye want?"

"Rum!" he said, giving a trademark grin

I watched as tried to step closer to me. I smiled slowly. "And maybe a kiss?" he grinned

I bit my lower lip, why did he heave to say that. Somehow I could feel he knew just how to get to me. he leaned in closer. I leaned up, putting my lips close to his ear, barely brushing it.

"To bad yer not getting any." I smirked, brushing past him.

I began to walk toward the other end of the cave. Feeling the eyes of everyone on me. I stopped, looking from my left to the prisoners, to my right to the crew. I continued to look back and froth. Giving each and every one of them a 'what are you looking at asshole smirk.' I continued to walk threw, trying to figure out where I would end up, there was nowhere to go. I knew this. I was trapped in a small cave and I couldn't walk back and forth all night. I heard Jack's footsteps behind me; he followed me like a puppy dog. I went to take a step on my right leg, suddenly there was shooting pain. My eyes went wide; I knew what was coming next. I fell face forward onto the stone floor.

'Great, this is becoming a habit' I thought to myself.

My bottle of rum fell from my hands, and rolled away from me. Making a small 'clink' sound as it hit the wall. I instantly looked to Jack who eyed me. We both sprinted for it at the same time. How sad was this? Two pirates fighting over the last bottle of rum, however I didn't care. I heard chuckles come from the men as I held the top half of the bottle and Jack held the bottom. "Mine." I stated simply

Jack shook his head. "Nope not anymore."

"Let go!" I yelled, trying to pull it toward me, falling back onto my ass. Jack was stronger than me and it began to pull toward him.

"See the bottle wants me..." Jack smiled. "Who could blame it?"

"It doesn't want ye." I stated, pulling the bottle with all of my might toward me.

'Alright this isn't going to work, he's stronger than ye are.. Ye need a better plan.' I thought to myself. I would never admit to Jack that he was stronger than me, no way no how. My knuckles began to turn white as my death-grip turned as tight as possible.

'Okay, there's a way out of this, I'll loose the bet' I pondered. 'Oh who cares about a damn bet? I want rum!' my mind screamed.

I let my muscles relax as Jack who decided to pull extra hard at that moment, toppled over, pulling me right on him. The bottle between our chests as I laid on top of him. Our death-grips stayed tight on the last bottle of Rum. "Don't spill it." I warned He gave a smug smile.

"Are ye givin' in?" he questioned

I looked down at him. "No, I juss want what's mine."

"Yer not getting it, luv."

"Who said that's what I wanted?" I questioned, giving him a seductive smile, and a suggestive look. I released my right hand, unwillingly from the bottle. I ran my fingertips over Jack's jaw line. I watched a grin sprawl across his face. I pulled myself closer to him. I looked down into his deep brown, coal-rimmed eyes. I leaned down ever so slowly, placing a soft kiss on his lips. I felt one of his hands release the bottle and came up to roam the bare skin on the top of my back, it sent shivers down my spine. I smiled slightly..

'One hand gone' I thought to myself. I deepened the kiss, hoping his other hand would release it as well. With in moments his other hand released the bottle and snaked around my waist.

'Flaw in plan, liking this way to much' I thought to myself. 'Now to get out of his grip'

I pulled back and looked at him, a playful grin coming to my mouth. I looked him over. Before he could react, I quickly stood and dashed over to the perch, pulling my now throbbing leg, but hand with the bottle of rum over to my perch. I sat down and gave an exasperated sigh. That was actually harder than I thought it was going to be.

"Hey! Ye took me rum!" Jack yelled, standing up.

I gave my best evil smirk. "Correction Jack, Me Rum!"

I watched him walked toward me. he climbed the perch and sat next to me.

"I'm taking over the perch to!" I said, trying to push him away

"No yer not, twas mine first."

I gave a sigh.. I looked over at him. "We argue over stupid things don't we?"

He laughed slightly. "Aye, gives us entertainment I'd suspect."

"Okay we share this last bottle, EQUALLY." I said, putting as much emphasis on equally as possible.

He nodded. "Aye, equally."

I brought the bottle to my lips, downing my half straightaway. I flinched a little as the hot liquid ran down my throat. Jack watched me, his jaw slightly hung. I handed him the bottle

"'ere's yer half." I smiled.

"Why thank ye." He grinned. "Ah.. RUM!" he said, downing the other half of the bottle almost as quick as I had downed my half.

"What shall we do now?" I questioned

"I can think of something." He grinned evilly, his mischievous presence making its self known.

"We aren't doing that here."

"Why not?"

"To many eyes."

"I don't care." He grinned

"Aye, I realize that. But, were not doing that here."

He sighed, "tell me of something better to do."

I looked down at my leg, fresh blood coming from my bandage.

"I'm going to change my bandage."

"Ooh I can help." He grinned, eyeing my tan thigh. I rolled my eyes, if he got his hands on me now.. There would be no stopping what I might do.

"I think I can handle it." I said, more reluctantly than anything I liked his callused hands on my body. But, my little stupid voice inside said not here.. So damn.. Not here.

"Are ye sure, luv?" he questioned with a small smile

"I'm sure." I slowly took the bandage off of my leg; Jack had grabbed another one from the supplies and sat next to me. The problem came when I had a rather difficult time reaching past my knee and keeping the bandage tight. Jack looked rather willing to help, drooling as he looked at my leg. I sighed; I couldn't do it by myself. Well I could but it wouldn't be right. I sighed, throwing my leg over Jack's legs.

I handed him the bandage. "Alright ye do it, since ye seem to think ye can do it better."

"Aye I can!" he grinned, running his fingers over my leg and thigh, which sent shivers though my whole body.

I had to remember 'to many men in here... to many men in here...' I thought to myself.. 'Cant let him get me worked up'

I swallowed hard. I managed to make it though; But Jack's continuing habit with running his fingers over my leg was starting to get to me. As soon as he was done I practically ripped it from his grasp.

"Thank ye." I said simply "

Yer welcome." He grinned.

I looked down; just about ever man in the place was staring at us.

"Don't worry boys, Jack isn't getting lucky tonight." I smirked

I looked over at Jack who had a look of hurt in his eyes as he frowned. I leaned over and whispered into his ear.

"Maybe when we are in more.. Privacy."

He smirked. "Good enough for me."

I nodded. Feeling rather tired from running around with a bandaged wound. "I'm goin to sleep." I stated I pushed Jacks hat over my forehead and closed my eyes, a smile coming to my face at the thought of us getting out of this cave and back onto the sea.