Jack awoke slowly from the drug induced sleep. When he opened his eyes he felt the cold wash cloth and took it off, he was already cold enough he didn't need that to aid. He looked around to try to figure out where he was everything was sort of hazy. He sat up slowly fighting through the pain to lean against the back of the bed. He took note of all of his injuries. He noticed his left arm was in a sling. He moved it slightly and cried out in pain as his shoulder and wrist screamed out in agony his delicate nerves telling him they didn't like the movement.
He slowly stood up from the bed. His stomach growling because he had not really ate anything that he could remember in quiet some time besides the poisoned ravioli. He walked to the door slowly an opened it with his right hand. He walked out into the hall and the boat rocked some throwing him back against the hallway wall. He groaned slightly from the contact with his sore body. He moved again slowly putting his right hand against the wall to steady himself. He made it to the steps before anyone noticed he was moving down the hallway of the yacht.
"Jack what are you doing out of bed?" Nina called down the steps. She walked down them to help him over to the couch that sat in the small dining room area.
"I was looking for you." He said.
"What was so important that you got yourself out of bed in this condition? Look at you. You are burning up Jack, and you are not supposed to be moving."
"What you don't trust me now?" Jack said clearly angry.
"No I'm worried about you. Have you looked in the mirror recently? They beat you good and you are not in the best shape." Nina said standing up not sure if she did trust him or not.
"Can I get something to eat and drink?" He asked licking his dry lips.
"Sure."
"A beer?" He tried knowing she probably wouldn't give him one with all the medication he had in him.
"No. Water or juice."
"Orange juice with Vodka?"
"No Jack." Nina laughed at him. She gave him a glass of orange juice and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"Anything but ravioli."
"Ok how about some pasta."
"Fine with me. Where are we?"
"WE are about in international waters. After that we are going to make our way down the coast to Mexico. Set up shop there, find some work, and than go from there."
"Any trouble yet?"
"None. They weren't to mad. Once they heard about your shape, and how things went sour from the get go, and that we were reimbursing them their money they weren't to mad. They said they might have another job for us. So that has to be good."
"Yeah." Jack said finishing off the orange juice. He started to shiver slightly as he was still cold. Nina noticed and walked down the hall and grabbed a blanket out of the room to wrap around him.
"Thanks." Jack said.
"No problem after all you did help me. And I do owe you." She smiled at him. She had noticed a slight change in him again. Before he was just simply angry, and was fueled by anger, but now he wasn't as angry. He was almost happy she thought. He had changed again hopefully not for the better.
She put the food in front of him in which he quickly devoured it. When he finished she said, "Time to go back to bed. You need to rest to get some strength back." She said helping him off the couch. She kept her good arm protectively against his back as she led him down the hall to the bedroom again. He got into bed and grabbed her good arm, he wasn't sure why he did, but he didn't want to be alone. Every time he closed his eyes he would think of his big friend coming back to visits. "Stay please."
"Ok Jack." She said sliding in the bed next to him. She gently put her arm across his chest and watched him as he slowly closed his eyes. After awhile she quietly asked, "Jack you awake?"
She got a slight groan out of him. He use to do that when they were together before everything. She knew he was asleep. She gently moved her head onto his good shoulder and fell asleep next to him feeling his chest gently rise and fall.
