Jill settled herself on Jack's bed and watched him bustle around in a dark corner mumbling to himself.
"Jack, it's alright. I don't need a new dress. This one is fine."
"No it's not. You look like hell in that thing."
"Thank you, Jack," Jill said, tossing a worn pillow at his back. He ignored it and continued his search.
A few minutes went by before Jack stood up and turned to Jill. He had a sly grin on his face and his something behind his back as he approached.
"Really Jack, I don't need a new dress. I'll just get it torn or dirty or something," Jill said with a smile as Jack drew closer.
"I don't expect ye to be doing much work in this," Jack replied bringing his hands around front. In them he held a mass of green fabric Jill could only guess was fashioned into some sort of clothing.
Standing, Jill took the dress and moved it around until she found the shoulders. The material was thick but very soft to the touch. As it unfurled before her, Jill was amazed to find one of the most stunning dresses she'd ever seen.
"Jack, I can't take this. It would be so inappropriate to wear," Jill whispered as Jack came around to stand close behind her.
It was a full length dress and on Jill's short frame no doubt pooled into a train. The fabric was a dark forest green with black lace running down the middle of the dress from the neckline to the hem about six inches wide. It have a scoop neckline with the same black lace one inch trim all the way around. The sleeves were full length and ended with more black lace formed into large bells that would cover her hands.
"Jack, I really can't…"
Jack hushed her by putting his hands on her waist and spinning her around. "Yes you can. Who else here is going to wear it?"
"How am I to do any work in this?"
"Who said anything about work?"
"Jack. How am I…"
Cutting her off swiftly Jack pressed his lips to hers and pulled her close, holding her tightly. At first Jill was surprised and did nothing, but eventually dropped the dress and threw her arms around Jack's neck. They embrace like that for what felt like forever before there was a sharp rap on the cabin door, breaking them quickly apart. The door swung open and Gibbs entered.
"Your dinner is ready, Captain," Gibbs said a sly smile creeping across his lips.
"Thank you, Gibbs. You and the crew are dismissed for the evening," Jack replied, backing away from Jill and letting her go.
Gibbs nodded before turning and leaving Jack and Jill alone again. "I'm sorry, love. I don't know what happened. It just…"
"It's alright, jack. Really." Jack bent to quickly snatch up the dress as the silence grew between them.
"Go ahead and put the dress on. I'll go make sure dinner really is prepare. You'll join me on deck when you're finished," Jack said, not meeting Jill's eye. He brushed past her quickly but not before Jill caught his arm in her small hand. She stood on her tip toes and kissed Jack's cheek.
"Thank you, Jack. For everything," Jill whispered as she let Jack go and sunk back to the floor. She was a bit stunned when Jack left her alone to change without another word.