Will stomped up the stairs and threw his bedroom door open. "Sean I-"then he cut himself off when he saw her with knife in hand, dangling dangerously close to her wrist.
Sean looked up at him confused as she stared into his surprised eyes.
Will looked at her wildly from her eyes, quickly to the knife and then back.
"Will," she started, and then he charged at her. "Will!" she scream as he tackled her on his bed, grabbing the knife from her hand and pinning her. Tossing her first knife to the floor he reached for the knife on her hip and tossed it across the room as well, where it clattered near the first knife.
"What do you think you're doing?" Sean shouted squirming beneath him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Will shouted back incredulously.
"I have a splinter!" Sean exclaimed attempting to thrust her hand at his face.
Will released her arms and grabbed her hand, examining it. Looking over her hand at her face he smiled slowly getting off of her. "Sit up," he commanded.
She obliged with his help and he removed the knife from his boot to open her palm. "Oo, Will," Sean squirmed cringing and shifting.
"Hold still," Will said trying to line the blade with the giant splinter. "Relax," he said more sternly, "I promise it won't hurt," he claimed he soothed.
"Uhhh," Sean groaned uneasily and buried her head into his neck. Her hand shook slightly as the cool blade landed on her skin, and he grinned feeling her shift her head to look for the smallest second before turning back into his neck.
Will cut open her palm and set his knife on his leg before gently pulling the splinter from her hand, receiving a painful hiss from Sean. "There, all finished," Will said reaching for a clean shirt of his, and soaking it in the warm water from the water basin by his bed. "Here," he said dabbing her palm before Sean took over and applied pressure with it.
Sean pulled her head away slowly and looked up at his chocolate eyes and smiled gratefully, "I should go get my knives," she whispered, standing up.
Will reluctantly let go of her hand as Sean shuffled barefoot across the floor. Sean bent to pick up her knives and then spun ungracefully with a laugh while Will laughed at her drunken appeal.
Her eyes widened and she started jumping up and up down on her left foot, yelping, "Oooo! Oh my God! OH My GOD! Will!" she gasp painfully hopping towards him.
Will dropped his smile and looked at Sean with a look of concern and confusion. "Sean? What's wrong?" as she hopped onto the bed with one foot in the air, continuing to make the bed squeak as she did. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!"
"I'm sorry!" Will said.
"No, splinter! Foot!" she yipped.
Will grabbed her foot and quickly pulled the splinter from it.
Sean relaxed slightly and looked down relived, and then shocked at the size of the wood that had been in her foot. "Oohh," Sean said gazing at it, "Oh my God! That's so BIG!" Sean gasped.
"You'll be fine," Will smiled before discarding the splinter. He looked up into her eyes and pushed a stray curl behind her ear, holding his hand there.
Sean smiled at him, "Who said I wouldn't be?"
"Get out of my room," Will commanded keeping a serious face and supping Sean's face in his hands.
"What?" she asked unbelievingly.
"You heard me," a small smile forming on his face as he traced her jaw line, holding her chin in his two fingers. "Get out of my room."
Sean's smile began to grow, "And what'll ya do if I don't?"
The bedroom door flew open and Jack and Steph burst in. "Will? Sean? Are the both of you alive?" Jack asked concerned.
Will and Sean jumped apart rather quickly and Sean looked up at the two who just entered confused, while Will stare guiltily at the floor. "Yeah, why wouldn't we be?"
"Oh well, it just got real quiet up here after that ruckus, and we figured that you two had a quickie, then you killed Will," Steph explained.
Sean blushed then glared at Jack and Steph. "No we didn't!" she defended casting a glance over to Will and saw his guilty face. Frowning she turned to Steph. "Stephie, I think we should find an inn or something to stay at," Sean said getting to her feet and grabbing Stephanie by the hand.
"What? Why?" Steph whined as Sean dragged her down the stairs with Jack and Will on their heels.
"Because I feel like a, ah, ah, AH-COO!" Sean sniffled. "Burden!" she exclaimed.
"But you're not!" Jack exclaimed.
"Yeah Sean, I mean, we don't mind you staying here," Steph tried, releasing herself from her friend's grip and latching onto the pirate's arm.
"What about you Will?" Sean challenged giving him a look that told him he better not lie.
Will stare speechless at Sean, unable to conjure words.
Sean nodded her head, pursing her lips together; she reached over and grabbed her book bag. "You comin' Steph?" she asked looking up to her friend.
Steph whimpered and cast a look to Jack, whose arm rested protectively perfect around her waist, and then a longing look to Sean.
"I take that as a no," Sean replied shouldering her bag.
Lightning flashed once again outside.
"But the storm!" Will protested for the second time that night.
"Ya didn't stop me before!" Sean said.
"Sean," Steph said finding words and walking up to her friend, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder, "you don't have to go."
"No," Sean replied looking over at Will. "I can tell when and where I'm not wanted."
"What did you say, whelp?" Jack said rounding on Will.
Will stare speechless at Jack.
"Will didn't say anything, Captain Jack," Sean said. "I just don't believe that it's good for me to stay," Sean frowned bowing her head and walking towards the platform, mounting and heading out into the storm.
A/N: Sorry it took soooo long, it's been so damn long since I worked on this, but I've been getting some interesting ideas, so hopefully, (since school's out in like 10 days) this should get updated more often... THANK YOU ALL WHO REVIEWED… IT REALLY HELPS!