A/N: Okay just thought I should clarify, for the most part I am gonna write this from Amy's point of view but occasionally switch to Jack or Bobby, hope that is cool. Enjoy!

Chapter Five

Amy was in the kitchen with Jack making Thanksgiving lunch instead of dinner because Jerry had to go back home for dinner with his wife and kids.

Bobby was arguing with Angel about letting his girlfriend, Sophie, stay in the house. It amazed her that no one brought up the fact that Bobby had brought Amy to the house, without asking anyone's permission and no one argued about that. Even though they were all grown men Bobby was still their leader, it fascinated Amy how they communicated with out words. Boys.

"Jackie when is that bird gonna be ready?" Amy rolled her eye's this was not gonna go well. It anyone was a poster boy for heterosexual males, Jack was but Bobby didn't seem to get that. She blocked out most of the argument, especially the part where Jack stated he was banging more women then Bobby.

"Then why the hell do you have that big ass meat tenderizer in your tongue?" Jack stared for a while before throwing the oven mitts down and going into the kitchen. "Jack?" Amy glowered at Bobby who looked at her. "What? Oh come one Jack!" Amy slapped Bobby on the back of the head before going through to the kitchen.

Why she went she didn't know but for the past sixteen hours Jack has been the first and for most thing in her mind. And she had to get her self noticed since he didn't seem to take a second glance at her since she left his room.

She saw Jack had his tongue stud in his hand looking at it. Deep breaths don't back down now! She walked over and took the tongue stud out of his hand, he was staring at her, he was about to say something, but before he could Amy put the thing in her mouth. Jack raised his eyebrows. Fuck this thing is huge! After making sure she had a good grip on it with her tongue she put her hand on the back of Jack's neck and pulled him down and kissed him.

His lips were soft and warm. Back to business before you choke on this stud! Gently but forcefully all the same Amy forced her tongue into Jack mouth. She carefully maneuvered the stud into the hole. She pulled back panting. Jack was looking at her shocked. She smiled.

"Don't listen to Bobby, I think it's sexy." With a wink she left the kitchen.

Did I really do that? I am pretty sure I did. Amy concentrated on her turkey with all her concentration. Except from one comment from Jeremiah they sat in silence. Amy had never been so forward in her life, why start now, with a guy you barely know?

When they all stood to say grace Amy was pretty sure she was going to melt she was blushing to so much. Since she was sitting beside Angel, she had to hold his hand and Jacks. He had looked at her only briefly before looking down and they listened to Bobby's monotonous prayer.

Her mashed potato seemed to go down in an enormous lump. Maybe Jack hadn't felt anything when she kissed him. He didn't seem to have much of a reaction aside from shock. Amy knew for certain she felt something and what ever it was it was intense.

"To hell with this man." She was snapped out of her deep thoughts when Bobby spoke. "Let's go get a pick up game. I wanna see some quick sticks and tight passes." After a few objections from Angel and Jere Amy found her self sitting on the white side wall of the outdoor rink.

She had on her jeans and a huge black ski jacket that Bobby had bought her on their way out of Brooklyn. She was sitting on the only part of the rink's boards that wasn't mounted by chain link fence. It was the gate off the ice. Occasionally she would cringe as they got hit.

It was amazing that they didn't even seem to flinch when they got hit. She tried to watch Bobby but her eyes seemed to always find their way back to Jack. Compared to Bobby or Angel Jack was down right skinny, but compared to any normal guy he was pretty built. He had this unspoken finesse that seemed to radiate from him, or at least Amy couldn't help but think so.

She practically fell from her already precarious seat when Jack received an enormous hit. Not being one to be hit easily Jack brought the guy down with him. Bobby's voice rang out over the rink.

"There you go! Shit I gotta make a man outta you!" Amy wanted to hit Bobby. The guy was gonna skate past Amy, the same one who hit Jack, her leg 'accidentally' flew out and made the guy fall to the ice. Angel skidded to a halt in front of her. She shrugged her shoulders smiling.

"Opps!" Angel smiled, God, his teeth are white!

They sat in the living room watching the game. Jerry had gone home, Angel was up stairs doing god only knows what with Sophie, and Bobby was icing his shoulder, Jack was in his room playing his guitar, and Amy was sitting on the floor beside Bobby embroidering her jeans.

"Come one, pass it. PASS IT!" Bobby yelled at the hockey game on TV. Amy smiled to herself. She looked at him.

"I am gonna go change."

"Kay, no...no! SAVE IT!" Amy laughed and patted Bobby on his good shoulder.

Jack looked at the stub of a pick. "Shit!" He threw it on the ground. He didn't bring any more. From what he could remember he had hidden some in Bobby's old room, why he had hidden them in there he had no idea, but Jack still had his habit of hiding things, he had it since his childhood.

Before he could start reliving the painful memories he got up putting his guitar on the bed and walking through. He opened the door and to his shock there was a pale back right in his face. The long black hair falling down it mesmerized him. Amy's face looked over her right shoulder and her eyes widen in shock.

Holy shit she is topless! Not that Jack could see anything; all he could see was her back. Why aren't you moving?

"Um, it is customary for you to leave right about now." Amy said her voice way higher then usual. This coming from a girl who had French kissed him not five hours ago.

"Uh, right." Jack slammed the door and stood there a little shell shock with his hand still on the door knob.

Amy wanted nothing more then to hide up in her room for the rest of her stint in Detroit. But unfortunately Bobby yelled up the stairs. "Aims, you gonna starve yourself? Get your ass down here now!" She sighed as she zipped the cream sweater up over her bra.

She wandered down the stairs with her arms crossed. Jack looked up from his plate when she jumped the last three stairs making a fair thump when she landed. He blushed! She looked at the floor and sat down. Bobby stared at her.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She glared at him, but of course he didn't take the hint.

"What's for dinner?" Bobby shrugged.

"I dunno something Spanish, La vita loca is cooking." Angel and Sophie were in the kitchen so neither of them could take offense. Amy decided not to argue the point of racism and let Bobby have his jab. "So Jackie, score any good dick lately?" Amy looked up from her napkin which she had been concentrating on, then at Jack. A muscle in his jaw flexed…damn that's hot!

"Ya know Bobby, people who make fun of other peoples sexual preference are usually trying to cover up their own homosexuality." Amy said rather rushed. Bobby looked at her stunned; she smiled smugly as Jack burst out laughing. Bobby collected himself.

"You and your fucking psycho babble." She smiled a falsely caring smile.

"Whatever you say Bobby, but we all know the truth and that is what truly matters." She patted him on the shoulder before going into the kitchen to see if she could help get dinner on the table any faster.

"What are you laughing at?" Bobby shot at Jack who was doubled over in laughter. Maybe if he wasn't attracted to her they could just be friends. But something was in his eyes when he saw you topless…