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Chapter 9

"It's easy for you to say luv, I just fell on my ass!" Jack exclaims while checking if it's bruised.

Before you could say anything back Jack interrupts.

"I get a lot of women with this ass and besides my charm, good looks, body……." Eventually all you could hear was mumbling and Jack trying to count on his fingers.

"Yes Maria that's what I came here to talk to you about but I wouldn't get to full of my self through, you were good but not THAT good!" Derek said leaning against the door.

"You know he's right through" Jack said thinking back, still rubbing his ass and counting fingers.

"Aghhh!" you scream.

"Did I hit a soft spot?" asks Jack losing his concentration. "Oh hell! Now I have to start all over, good looks, my charm………"

You smack Jack over the head.

"Owwww, bloody hell"

"Don't forget pain in the ass!" you tell him.

"Aye that's right me ass, which STILL hurts!" Jack said disregarding your rude comment and continues his counting.

You roll your eyes.

"You know I'm still out here!" Derek shouts in frustration.

"Arrrgggghhh." At last you come up with a solution and shoved Jack into a closet. "Don't say anything till I come and get you."

Jack doesn't say anything and keeps counting.

You find your dress and quickly put it back on, then ran to the door to open it.

"Ahhhh!" Derek yells and falls on his ass. He bites his bottom lip stopping him from screaming.

"Let me guess your ass hurts!" you say while throwing your arms around.

"Well now that you mention it……" Derek replies thinking.

You roll your eyes again and sit in a chair facing your mirror "What do you have to tell me?"

"Oh right, well then…." He says while examining the room.

He looks under some furniture with a confused look on his face and says "Like I was saying my boss loves you, and he wants you to be the main star! You will be working every Friday and Saturday." He lowers his voice so no one can hear him. "You will start right after we get back from our little trip." He walks over to you and rubs your shoulders.

Before he could kiss you, you just remembered Jack in the closet and quickly jump out of your seat hitting Derek right in the nose with your head.

"I am soo sorry, I just thought of something I had to do, so you have to go now." You shove Derek out, and slam the door before he had a chance to talk.

"Jack? You can come out now"

No respond.

You open the closet.

"AH HA! 628364" Jack yells at the top of his lungs causing you to jump on him.

"luv, I know I'm irresistible but you had your moment with me, unless you want to……"

Knowing how he was going to finish the statement you get off him.

"Well then…. I counted everything and came up with 628364" Jack said proudly.

That doesn't make sense you think and remember that he did just fall, plus he smells like rum- drunk no doubt. You nod and grab his hand leading him to a seat- a cushioned seat.

"Thank you luv, even through I'm mad at you" he said trying to give a little smile.

"JACK where ye be?" yells a guy running through the pass like a crazy man.

"Jack! Don't do anything stupid!" said another guy chasing after the other.

"In here!" Jack screams hurting your ears.

He opens the door walking over to Jack and says "Aye there ye be Jack, me and Will thought we lost ya. Ye scared us half to death"

"Will his in 'ere!" he yells in your other ear.

He walks in "Jack!..." and stopped when he noticed you in the room.

Your room went quiet soo silent that you could hear a pin drop. Awkwardness filled it too and everyone just stood there (except Jack who is sitting) thought of what to say next.

Jack had a funny look on his face then said "This is Will and next to him is Mr. Gibbs"

Will grabs your hand and kisses it. Gibbs just shakes your hand.

"Jack, and who might this lass 'ere be?" asked Gibbs

"She's the one from the show, Maria" Jack answered examining his fingers.

"Ahh, fine job ye did up there" he says congratulating you.

"Well thank you" you reply smiling.

"Yes you were quite the star….." Will said while looking around the room then back at Jack.

"You wouldn't perhaps have rum on you do you Gibbs?"