A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 2: The Kidnap

Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. Nothing at all. So will you stop reminding me and get on with reading this?

Amy's POV

"Damn you Jack! You have me thinking of you all the time and I just met you. The second I saw you I couldn't think of anything else but you. Why do you have to be so charming and handsome? Look at me. I'm acting like I love him or something," Amy said. She let out a sound of frustration and jumped face first onto her bed.

'But you do. You know you love him,' she thought.

"I do not love him! I can't love him. I just get him," the blue-eyed girl said into the bed.

'It doesn't matter. You love him and you know it. You love everything about him. You love his eyes, his hair, his clothes, the kohl under his eyes…'

"He is handsome, I'll give him that…but he still tried to take advantage of me when I was drunk."

'But you weren't really drunk.'

"Well yes, but he didn't know that at the time so he would have still taken advantage of me even if I was really drunk." Amy flipped over to lie on her back and a hand through her blonde hair.

'But he said he was sorry.'

"He didn't mean it. He's a pirate for goodness sakes! Why should I believe him? What makes me think that he really is sorry?"

'He's agreeing to the bet for you and he gave you his hat.'

"Why is he doing that anyway? You would think that he would just think it was a waste of his time."

'He likes you Amy, that's why. You know he does. He called you pretty and said he would love to have a girl like you.'

"He was just saying that to butter me up."

'But he called you pretty even after he knew you weren't drunk and you told him that you thought that he is handsome, which you really do and you know it.'

"I don't know why I did that or why he told me that, but why did he give me his hat? It's one of his most prized possessions. He would never trust me with it unless he could have his eyes on it all day." Amy got off her bed and sat down in front of her vanity and began to brush her shoulder length hair.

'He wants your trust back like he said. He really wants it back.'

"Why does he want it?"

'Because he likes you Amy.'

'He doesn't like me! He only wants me to think I can trust him for one reason."

'He wants your trust Amy. Forgive him and try to trust him.'

"I can't forget him or trust him! He tried to take advantage of me. Just think of all the other things he could have done to me," the woman snapped and threw her hairbrush at her dresser out of aggravation.

'Try and trust him. He showed you respect.'

"Only some respect up till a certain point."

'But nobody has shown you respect right away like he did,' the battle in her mind continued.

"True, be he's a pirate! I can never trust him."

'You will be able to trust him. Forgive him.'

"I can't forgive him. I need to know that he is really sorry."

'He is sorry. He said he was really sorry. Let him sleep in here tonight. You can trust him.'

"I can't trust him! I won't let him sleep in here tonight. He needs to know that I am in charge here and he will have to do what I say." Satisfied with the answer she gave herself, Amy noticed how little light there was outside and realized what time it must be.

"It must be really late. I have to get to sleep if I plan to sail off tomorrow." Amy changed into a large shirt and slipped into her bed. She blew a candle on a table near her bed and closed her eyes.

'You love him.'

"How am I ever going to get sleep tonight?"

Jack's POV

"Why did ye give her yer hat? Ye never let anyone touch your hat! You don't know what she might do to it. She could lose it or damage it…or even clean it," Jack Sparrow criticized himself.

'She won't though.'

"What makes me so sure that she won't clean it?" The pirate shuddered at the thought.

'She knows how much it means to you.'

"She might know by the way I acted. If she changes anything on that hat I will kill her."

'No you won't,' he thought.

"I won't kill her, but I'll yell a lot and feel like killing her. I'll never forgive her." Jack began to inspect the storage room that was his accommodations for the night. A wooden bin on one of the many shelves contained fruit inside. Feeling hungry at the moment, he grabbed an apple and started to eat it.

'Yes you will. You would hate it if you never talked to her again.'

"I wouldn't miss talking to 'er. She'll probably make me agree to another bet if I kept talkin' to tha' wench."

'She didn't make you agree to the bet, you did yourself on your own freewill.'

"Only 'cause I was afraid what she would do to me if I didn't agree."

'You know you could take her on. You did it to get her trust back because you want it back.'

"I don't want her trust back! I won't trust her if she doesn't trust me. Simple as that. She knew that I didn't mean that I wanted it back. Anyone straight in the head could tell." The sailor finished off his apple and tossed the core on the floor. "I need to get me mind off of her. Should make me bed anyway." Jack started searching the small room for some blankets and pillows. Lots of food was in the room, but nothing to help keep him warm. Finally on a top shelf in plain sight, the Captain spotted the blankets. He took the blankets and pillows down and attempted to figure out the best place to sleep in the tiny room. Sparrow decided on a spot in front of some shelves and near a table would be the most convenient place to rest. He took the two blankets and laid them down on the floor and took the pillow in his arms and plopped on the floor. Jack took off his coat and threw it in the corner. He lied down on the floor trying to fall asleep.

'You love her Jack…'

"I bloody hell do not love her. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. I can't fall in love."

'Too late. You were hooked the second you gave her your hat.'

"I do not love her and I never will!" He switched sides he was laying on and shut his eyes.

'You called her pretty.'

"I still can't figure out why I did tha'. I've never done that before."

'You love her Jack.'

"I bloody hell do not love her, or even like her for that matter, so shut the hell up and let me get some bloody sleep!"

'You love her Jack.'

"I SAID SHUT UP!" The rest of the night was silent from that point on.

Regular POV

During the next month while together on Amy's ship, the tension was very high between the two. One would try to talk to the other while the other ignored the one that was talking. This went back and forth much of the time and grew on each other nerves, although they would not say it out loud. Another problem was thinking. Jack tried not to think about Amy and Amy tried not to think about Jack. But since they were on the same ship together, it was hard not to think about anything else. Every night before they went to bed, the last thought each on thought was of each other. Unfortunately, Jack and Amy still didn't know how they really felt about each other. On an up side though, very slowly, both learned how to trust one another. Amy started to believe that Jack was really sorry and Jack finally gave in to the fast that he did want her trust back. And that she wouldn't do anything to his hat. During their nights of thinking about each other, even though they didn't want to admit it, in their mind they finally gave in and realized they were falling in love with each other.

"Come on Jack you lazy bum wake up." Amy kicked the sleeping pirate on the in the shins to wake him up. The Captain groaned and groggily sat up

"What? Where are we?" he mumbled.

"We're in Port Smith. I'm running out of food and other things so I need to stop here and buy them," the woman informed him.

"Did ye really have to kick me?" He rubbed his lower leg and knew a bruise would form there soon.

"It was the only way I could wake you up. You were out cold."

"I couldn't have been that out."

"Well you were. Now get dressed and meet me outside." After giving her orders, Amy left the room to allow Jack to get to his business. Mumbling a few curse words, the pirate bundled up the blankets and pillow and put them aside. He put his coat on and kept looked for his hat he remembered that Amy still had it. Jack went outside to go meet Amy who was standing in front of the ship.

"What took you so long?" the blonde complained.

"I was looking for my hat, then I remembered that you still had it. Will I be getting it back soon?"

"Maybe. I'm going off and get the food and supplies so you may do anything you like."

"Anything?" Jack said with excitement in the sound of his voice.

"Except for the two things in the bet," Amy pointed out.

"I shouldn't have said that. I could have gotten away with it."

"Well too late you can't take it back. We'll meet back here at four-thirty savvy?"

"Back here at four-thirty. Got it," Jack repeated her instructions.

"Please try to come back in one piece and don't cause any trouble."

"But that's what I do best."

"Just don't do it here. I've heard that Commodore Norrington was here a few days ago so some of his men may still be around here."

"I'll keep my eye out. There's still no way he can catch me because I'm…"

"Captain Jack Sparrow, the best pirate in the Caribbean," Amy finished his sentence used to hearing the saying.

"That's right."

"You say that too much you know that? Can't you say something else for a change?"

"I'll try and think of something, luv."

"I told you not to call me that. We meet here at four-thirty. I'll be in the market if you need me."

"Yes mommy," Jack Sparrow teased.

"Shut up." Amy turned around and headed toward the market while Jack stood there until she was far away enough and then headed in the opposite direction towards the pub.

"Oh good, it's only one o'clock. I'll drop this stuff off back and go shopping. Do something for myself." Amy had gotten all of the food and supplies earlier than she thought and decided to take advantage of this. After spending a month with Jack, she was looking forward to some time alone.

As the blue-eyed girl delivered her supplies back to her ship, the thought of how drunk Jack was, crossed her mind. She was almost certain when he came back that he would be nowhere close to being sober. She even suspected that in his coat somewhere there was a little bottle of rum that he would drink right before he would go to bed. Nearly everyday when he woke for the past two weeks his breath had the smell of rum. Amy knew that he couldn't go six months without drinking rum. The blonde was surprised that he did this well for this long.

Heading back to the market area of Port Smith, she looked over the shops. There were many dress shops in the town that she just ignored because her hatred of dresses. A bakery caught her eye and the sight made her feel hungry. While walking towards the bakery, an arm reached out and grabbed her. A hand covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming and forced both her arms behind her back. Fear ran through her body as reality sunk in and she knew she was trapped.

"Listen, I know all about the little bet you have with Jack, you little whore. Jack told me all about it in the pub. Jack is going to sleep with me today and he's going to forget all about your little bet," the kidnapper's voice whispered in her ear. Amy attempted to slip free from her attacker's grip, but the unknown person only gripped tighter.

"Hum um mum?" Amy tried to ask who the assailant was.

"I'm Anamaria. Jack has been promising to sleep with me for over two years now and I've waited long enough. Nothing is going to get in the way this time." Anamaria took out her dagger and put it Amy's throat. "And if anything goes wrong, it will cost you your life. See you later." Ana grabbed a rock from off the ground picked up a rock and smashed it against Amy's head as her world went black.

When Amy woke up, she was in a small, dark space sitting on the floor. The space could not have been more then two feet wide. Her head stung in pain when she tried to move it and quickly clutched the spot of her head that was stinging. She ripped part of the sleeve form her shirt off and pressed it against the wound to soak up any blood. The woman tried to stand up but fell over from weakness because of the amount of blood she had lost. Once she had rested for a few minutes she tried again and was successful. Amy tried to feel for a way out along the walls but she could not find any way to get out. As she was moving her hands along the wall, she felt a little slit in the wall that was covered by a little door. The sailor pulled the door out of the way and the slit looked into a bedroom. The first thought that came to her mind was that this is the room Ana maria would bring Jack in. Within a few minutes came stumbling in, kissing, and fell down on the bed.

"Jack, you better sleep with her," Amy said quietly to herself making sure not to be heard.

"I've been waiting for two years for this to finally happen," said Ana maria with Jack on top of her.

"You have? That's a long time, luv. I still don't feel right about doing this. What if Amy find's out?" The hiding woman smiled to herself when her ears heard that sentence.

"How will she find out? I won't tell her and you won't tell her, so what's the problem?"

"Listen to her!" Amy screamed at herself.

"I just want her to like me again. If she finds out I did this, she would probably kill me."

"He really does want my trust back…" Amy shook her head and focused on what was happening now. "Listen to her!"

"But she won't find out," Ana kept trying to convince Jack while stroking his facing.

"My god Jack. Why do you have to resist a woman this time out of all the other times you could have when my life didn't depended on it!" the blonde complained.

"I guess your right. I still won't feel comfortable doing this though," Jack gave in.

"As long as we go threw with it, I won't care." Anamaria pulled Jack closer and kissed him.

"Finally." That word left her mouth too loudly and she tried to cover it up quickly.

"Wait." Jack gently pushed Anamaria off him and walked over to where Amy was hiding. Frantically think of what to do, the kidnapped woman squatted on the floor out of sight. Jack inspected the wall thoroughly like he was looking for something or someone watching them.

"What was that all about?" Ana asked.

"I just felt like someone is watching us. I get that feeling all the time though. Probably nothing." Jack walked back to the woman waiting on the bed with a puzzled look on his face.

"Just forget about it. Nobody is watching us. Let's get back to what we were doing before," she cooed.

"You're right, luv." Jack pulled Anamaria close to him and kissed her. The kiss grew more passionate every second and Jack pushed Anamaria down on the bed. Even though she wasn't watching, she knew Jack was going through it. She couldn't stand to watch them any longer anyhow. Relief sunk into her, knowing her life was going to be spared. But on the other hand, grief was also present because Anamaria was out there with her Jack. The Jack that she loved. It felt strange to her being happy and sad at the same time. One never knew they could feel like that. A smile spread across her face followed by one lone tear.

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