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A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 14: The Door

"I knew it."

"What? Why are you smiling?"

"Ye love her Jack." Jack froze. He figured it out. Had he really been that obvious? If he knew it, who else did? If he was able to figure it out, then Amy could have already figured it out too? He just hoped she hadn't yet. But he wasn't about to confess his love for Amy to Gibbs without a fight.

"What? You must be going crazy Gibbs. I do not love her."

"Jack, anyone with eyes could see that you love her. You just proved it back there. You didn't want her to be alone with another man." Jack didn't know what to say…for once. He couldn't think of anything to say the would get him out of this situation except…

"I need some rum." Gibbs let out a small chuckle and patted Jack on the back.

"I think you do. Let's go back to the pub. We need to talk. If we go back to the Pearl you know someone will hear us."

"Aye. I just need some rum."

"Kyle ye here?" Gibbs pulled Jack into the pub against his own free will and sat down at the bar. Kyle walked out from a door behind the cleaning a mug and walked over to Jack and Gibbs.

" 'Ello Jack, Gibbs. What can I do for you?"

"I'll have a pint and give Jack here two bottles of rum."

"Two whole bottles?"

"It won't take me long to get through that." Kyle bent down under the bar and pulled out a mug and three bottles. He opened one bottle and poured it into one mug and handed it to Gibbs and then opened another bottle and handed the whole thing to Jack.

"I have to be leaving. You can use this bottle if you want more rum Gibbs."

"Thanks Kyle." Jack quickly took his bottle and nearly drank half of it as Gibbs watched Kyle to make sure he was gone before they talked. Once Kyle was gone, Gibbs turned to Jack.

"So…"

"So what?"

"Jack, come on. Admit it."

"Admit what?"

"You love Amy. You do and the whole world can tell."

"I do not."

"Jack, come on. Stop denying it."

"I'm not denying it, I'm telling you the truth."

"Jack."

"Well, maybe a little."

"Jack, if you ever plan to be with Amy, you have to talk to me. I'm practically her father."

"Ok, ok. Maybe a lot. Happy?" Jack finished off the first bottle he started and opened the next one.

"There you go Jack."

"That was one of the hardest things I've ever had to say in my life."

"Aye, I bet it was."

"Since I gave you some information, I think I deserve to get some information back."

"Like what information are we talking about?"

"Who is this Harry fellow?"

"Aye. I was waitin' for you to bring that up. He was the cabin boy on one of the ships I worked once. He and Amy worked together most of the time. In fact, I think they were best friends for a long time."

"Did she ever like this boy a little more than a friend?"

"I know as they got older, Harry did have a liking to Amy. If Amy did, she never told anyone. Otherwise I would have known."

"Did they ever do anything like…you know?"

"Nope, don't think so. Of course there was that one time…"

"WHAT? What did they do? Tell me everything!"

"Well, on her seventeenth birthday, Harry gave Amy a necklace. When he gave it to her, she did kiss him, but I'm sure it was just a way of saying thank you."

"What! Did she ever take the necklace off?"

"No. She loved that thing. She probably would still be wearing it if the chain hadn't broke and it fell into the ocean."

"If Harry lays even the slightest finger on Amy, I'm going to kill him."

"Relax Jack, this was many years ago. Harry probably got over the crush he had on Amy."

"I still don't trust him. Especially not in that house all alone with her."

"Jack, don't worry. She won't let anything happen. She doesn't have any feelings for Harry."

"I hope you're right Gibbs. Hope you're right."

"I'm almost always right about these things."

"Almost can't cut it this time."

Eventually, Jack and Gibbs went back to the Black Pearl. Jack wanted to go spy on Amy and Harry, but Gibbs was keeping his eye on him every second so he had no chance to get away. Jack was thinking about the two of them being together all day. He couldn't stand them being together all alone in a house. He tried to think of some way to sneak over there just for a second and look through a window but he knew Gibbs was watching him to closely. But once nightfall came, that was a different story. He wanted to make sure that Harry wasn't 'sleeping over'.

Jack went to bed early that night complaining that he was very tired and needed rest. Of course, Gibbs suspected he was lying, but he let him leave his duties anyway. Gibbs and the rest of the crew decided to go out drinking that night. He wanted to know once and for all if Jack was going to go find Amy and decided this would be the perfect way of finding out, so he decided to ask him what he knew he couldn't resist: rum.

"Jack can I come in?"

"What's gonna to stop you?" Gibbs opened the door and found Jack lying on his bed with his hat over his face.

"Me and the rest of the crew are headin' over to the pub. Do ye want to come?"

"Don't feel like it. I'll just stay here and sleep." Gibbs smiled. He knew he was going to sneak out to go over to Amy's ship.

"Well ok then. Tell Amy I say hello." Jack took his hat off of his face and smiled at Gibbs.

"You know me all to well Gibbs."

"Just don't scare her ok? And can you ask her if she wants to have lunch tomorrow?"

"I will."

"Well you better be leaving now. I don't want you to get there too late." Jack got off his bed and walked towards the door.

"Jack, behave yourself. I don't want to find you coming back here with a broken leg."

"I will behave myself." Jack stepped out of the room but then turned to Gibbs.

"Am I really that obvious?"

"Yes Jack, ye are."

Jack walked off the Black Pearl and headed to Amy's ship. It was night out, so there were many 'ladies-of-the-night' out being chased by drunken pirates. A few of which Jack had to dodge unless he wanted to be knocked out, maybe even killed. All the way there, all he could think about was Harry and Amy.

'I swear, if he lays one hair on Amy, I'm going to kill him. And if I find him there, he is going to die a most painful death. And this time Amy won't stop me from killing someone. Although if I do kill him, Amy would probably kill me and never want to see me again. Fine, I won't kill him. But I will punch him and then toss him out to sea. No one hurts Amy and gets away with it. I hate Harry. If he does any thing to Amy, he's going to pay for it.'

In no time, Jack had reached Amy's ship. Probably because of the fast pace he was walking to make sure Harry was not there. Jack walked up the deck and to the door that led downstairs. When Jack tried to open the door, it wouldn't move. He tried turning the knob again, still didn't open. He grabbed the knob one last time and vigorously tried to open the door. She locked it. There was only one other way to get into her bedroom: through the window. Jack really did not want to swim in the water, especially since it was nighttime. The water would be freezing, but he had to get in there to see Amy.

Jack went over to the railing of the deck, took a deep breath, and dived in. The water wasn't as cold as he thought it would be, but it still was cold. He swam over to where he thought her window would be and climbed up. The weight of his coat was slowing him down, but he knew he could make it. He did two months before. When he got up to where her window should be, he saw that he climbed up about five feet away from it and moved closer to the window. Jack looked though the window and saw Amy brushing her wavy blonde hair sitting at her vanity with her nightgown on. He looked around of what he could of her room and did not see any sign of Harry anywhere. Jack decided to would be safe to go in and tapped on the window. Amy put down her brush and quickly ran to the window and opened it.

"Jack! What are you doing here? I figured you would be staying on the Pearl tonight."

"I just came to check on you. Can you help me up?" Amy grabbed Jack's arm and pulled him inside and made him land on the floor not so gracefully.

"Jack, I'm sorry. Are you ok?" She knelt down to Jack's level to make sure he was fine.

"Yes I'm fine."

"You must be freezing cold. I'll get you a towel." Amy got up again and walked over to the chest she had at the front of her bed and pulled out a towel. Jack closed the window and got off the floor. He was about to sit down on the bed but Amy stopped him before he could.

"Don't sit on that bed! I don't want to be sleeping on a wet bed all night. Sit on this instead." Amy pulled over the chair from her desk and she handed him the towel. Jack took off his coat and hat and started to dry off.

"So Jack, why are you here?"

"I told you already, I just came to check on you."

"Really? Or did you come to make sure Harry isn't here?"

"Well, I, um…"

"I knew it! You don't trust me!"

"No, I do trust you. I just don't trust him."

"When did you become so protective?"

"Gibbs has had an affect on me."

"Really?" Amy had a smirk on her face.

"I'm telling you the truth."

"Fine, whatever you say."

"Really! It's true!"

"Fine Jack, you became so protective of me because of Gibbs. I believe you."

"Good." Jack finished drying off and tossed the towel on the floor.

"So, will you be sleeping here tonight or will you be going back to your ship?"

"Don't know. I'll decide later."

"Can't you decide now? I would like to get some sleep."

"Fine. I'll stay here."

"Ok then. I'll get you some blankets." Amy walked over to her door and turned the knob. The door didn't open.

"Oh no. Not again." She tried to turn the knob again this time harder, but still the door wouldn't open. This time she grabbed the doorknob turned it, and pulled it with all her strength. She ended up stumbling backwards almost falling into Jack. She walked back to the door and kicked it very hard.

"STUPID BLOODY DAMN DOOR!"

"What? What's wrong with the door?"

"It won't open. Whenever there is a lot of humidity outside, it makes the door swell up and it won't open."

"Let me try." Jack got out of his chair and tried to open the door. It would budge. He tried again, and it still didn't move. He grabbed the doorknob, put his foot against the door, and pulled as hard as he could. He pulled for about a minute when his hand slipped off the knob and landed hard on the floor hitting his head.

"Jack are you ok?"

"I think so." Amy took hold of Jack's arm and pulled him up. Jack felt very dizzy and put his and on his hand so the room would stop spinning.

"Are you ok? You don't look very good."

"It just hit my head on the floor, that's all. It makes the room spin. When will it stop?"

"You better sit down for a while." Amy helped Jack stand up and walk over to the chair.

"I can't get you anything for your head so you're just going to have to live with it. Shouldn't take long for it to go away. Maybe fifteen minutes."

"Great." Amy walked over to her bed and pulled off all of her blankets and sheets except for the bedspread, one blanket, and a pillow. She laid them out on the floor in a space in between her bed and a bookshelf.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm making you a bed. We're both stuck in here until morning. The swelling should have gone down by then and we might be able to get the door open then."

"Might be able to get the door open? You mean we could be stuck in here for who knows how long?"

"Yes…but it almost always goes down by morning. And unless you want to dive out the window and swim in the cold water, you're be sleeping in here tonight…on the floor…by yourself."

"Wouldn't you get cold?"

"I'll be fine. I've done it before. It won't bother me. Now if you excuse me, I still have to finish getting ready for bed." Amy picked up the towel that Jack tossed on the floor and flung it into a corner along with his hat and coat. She then walked over toher vanity and sat down and started brushing her hair again.

"Why do you have to brush your hair?"

"Because if I don't do it now I'll spend two hours tomorrow morning trying to untangle it and then my head will be aching the rest of the day because I was pulling at it so much."

"Oh." Amy continued to brush her hair while Jack went to go fix the bed. When Jack stood up, his head got dizzy very fast and put his hand on his head to help make the room stop spinning again. Once he got over his dizziness, he put the chair back with the desk and looked at his bed. He thought that he would have to remake the whole thing himself to be comfortable during the night, but Amy just put down two blankets on the floor and tossed the rest aside for him to do what he likes with them. He took the two blankets that Amy tossed aside and spread them out on the floor next to the two that Amy had already put there. As he was doing this, he started to smell a sweet, sort of calming smell in the air.

"What's that smell?"

"It's lavender. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No, just wondering what it was."

"Good, because I love the smell too much to rub off the lotion." Jack sat up to see over the bed and saw Amy sitting at her vanity again put away what probably was the lotion she was talking about. Amy got up from her seat and walked towards her bed with her flowing gown following her. She laid her bedspread on her bed and then put the blanket on top of it.

"Shouldn't you put the blanket under the bedspread?"

"No." Amy blew out the candle that was on her nightstand and crawled on to the bed on the closest to Jack. She bent over the side and looked at Jack.

"Night Jack."

"Night Amy." Amy grabbed the side of the bedspread and rolled over so that the blanket was inside and the bedspread was outside. Jack poked his head up from behind the bed and looked at Amy. Now he understood why she put the blanket on top of the bedspread. Jack slowly put his head down on his pillow as both of them started to fall asleep.

So I was hoping to update a little earlier, but this isn't bad for me! My whole weekend has been booked since I have a three-day weekend. Yay! And I don't think I shall be able to update on Monday and Tuesday. I just found out my family is coming in because their grandma died. I don't remember her, but I heard about her all the time so I am sad for them. Anyway, thanks for all of the fantastic reviews and a most grateful thanks to my beta Renajah. Ta!