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A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 17: The Party

"Gents, if I could have your attention please." Jack and Amy were standing in the doorway of the galley. The crew had already started eating but turned their heads to look at Jack anyway.

"This here is Miss Jones. She's a good friend of Gibbs and me. You'll be seeing her around here a lot more, so I want you to treat her with respect. If you don't, either Gibbs or me will come and fine ye and well…you don't want to know what happens next. Got it? Continue eating." The crew quickly went back to eating and acted like Jack was never there.

"Did you really have to do that?"

"Do what?"

"Get the whole crew's attention and announce that I am here."

"Trust me, it's for your own good." Amy took a seat in between Jack and Gibbs and looked at the food. There wasn't much there. There was some liquid-like substance, mostly likely oatmeal, some apples, and of course, rum. Amy took some of the alleged oatmeal and one apple. She didn't take any rum thinking that's it is still too early to drink rum. Jack passed her the bowl of 'oatmeal' and put some in a bowl. She tasted a small amount and found that the supposed oatmeal was really oatmeal and actually tasted not that bad. The apples were not fresh and had brown spots all over them and didn't look safe to eat, so she left them alone during the meal. Most of the time she spent talking to various crewmembers. Many had already seemed to take a liking to her. She enjoyed the crewmembers' company and very easily made new friends with all of them. Jack was glad that she got along with the crew so easily, but mad that she wasn't paying attention to him.

After about an hour, the crews had finish eating and were starting to go back to work. One by one they left until only Jack and Amy were left.

"Well the crew seems to like ye."

"I like them. They're nice."

"Now about this tour…"

"You mean there's more to the Pearl than the galley?" said Amy in a very fake shock sounding way and put her hand over her mouth.

"Never joke about the Pearl. She's the best ship in the world. Nothing else like her."

"Ok fine, I won't. Come on, let's go. I want to see the rest of this ship!" Amy stood up from her chair and pulled Jack out of his chair and he led the way to give Amy a tour of the Black Pearl.

Jack showed Amy where the crew slept, worked, and did just about everything. He told her all these crazy little stories about something that happened in that room or what's special about it. Amy laughed at how ridiculous and crazy they were, but Jack swore they were all true.

"So, what do you think of my pride and joy?"

"It's huge. Probably one of the nicest ships I've ever seen."

"Probably?"

"Ok fine, it is the nicest ship I've ever seen in my life. Happy?"

"Yes."

"What time is it?"

"My guess is about noon or something."

"Noon! I have to go meet Harry! I'm going to be late! Where's Gibbs?"

"Probably some where on deck." Amy grabbed Jack's wrist and pulled him along following her up onto the deck.

"Gibbs, where are you?"

"Here I am." Gibbs walked up behind Amy and tapped her on the shoulder, making her jump around in surprise.

"Didn't mean to scare ye."

"You didn't scare me. I just thought you were going to come from over there and you surprised me. It's time to go meet Harry."

"Alright, I'm coming."

"Jack we'll be back in a few hours. Bye!" Amy turned around and started walking away, but was stopped when Jack grabbed her wrist.

"Are you sure you have to go meet Harry?"

"Is someone jealous?"

"I just don't trust him, or like him. I hate anything that has to do with him."

"Jack, you promised."

"I know, I know."

"Yes Jack, I really do have to go meet Harry. If it makes you feel any better, I'll come right back here as soon as we're done. Just don't get into trouble while I'm gone."

"I'll see what I can do."

"No you won't."

"I know." Amy giggled and kissed Jack on the cheek.

"Bye Jack!" Amy grabbed Gibbs' arm and walked off the ship. Jack stood there partially smiling, but was noticeable enough for the crew to stare at him. Jack stood like that for a few minutes until he realized the crew was looking at him.

"What are you looking at? Get back to work!"

Later that day…

"Hey Zack." Amy walked onto the deck of the Black Pearl and walked over to Zack, a crewmember.

"'Ello Amy. Where's Gibbs?"

"Oh, he said he had to do some things. He'll be back in a few hours. Where's Jack?"

"He's below deck. Most likely drinking rum."

"That's Jack for you. Thanks."

"Any time." Amy smiled at Zack and headed to the galley. When she got there, she only found one of the crewmembers, Duncan, drinking rum.

"Duncan, where's Jack?"

"He's in his cabin sleeping."

"Figures. What are you doing?"

"Just sitting here drinking rum."

"Mind if I join you?"

"Don't mind at all. We have all the rum in the world."

"Well, I'm going to change that."

"Sounds like you mean business. Well, pull up a chair missy and I'll get you a bottle."

"Make that two. I feel like drinking tonight."

"But…why…is…the rum…gone?" Jack was tossing and turning on his bed dreaming about how Elizabeth burned all the rum while they were on that little island. Eventually, Jack couldn't take the nightmare any more and woke up.

"That was one of the worse dreams I've ever had. All the rum was gone. Who would do such an evil thing? Well here I have all the rum I need. Thank goodness." Jack sat up from his bed and could hear the crew laughing and singing 'A Pirate's Life for Me'. Jack chuckled at this and smiled.

"Well it sounds like the crew is having fun. Probably broke into that rum stash. Wait a second. Wasn't Amy supposed to come back? She probably came back while I was asleep and left. Guess I'll have to go over there and find her. Just to make sure Harry isn't there. And maybe see if he happened to get killed on his way home. But first, I'd better check on the crew and make sure they aren't going crazy. And maybe, no will, get some rum while I'm at it." Jack swung feet legs over the side of the bed and got up. He opened his door and walked down to the galley. He saw what he expected to see, the crew sitting around the table drinking rum and singing at the top of theirs lungs, but he also saw something that was a total surprise to him. Amy was dancing on top of the table with Duncan and drinking rum. They had linked arms and were spinning in a circle, each holding a bottle of rum, and singing louder than anyone else.

"WE'RE DEVILS AND BLACK SHEEP, WE'RE REALLY BAD EGGS, DRINK UP ME HEARTIES, YO HO! YO HO! A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME!" Both of them started laughing and took drinks from their bottles while the rest of the crew continued singing. Duncan spun Amy into his arms and then spun her back out almost falling off the table but held onto her hand tight enough and pulled her back up.

"AMY! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Amy took a very large drink of her rum and looked over at Jack.

"Hey it's Jack! HI JACK! Did you have a nice nap?" Amy over exaggeratedly waved over at Jack and drank some more of her rum.

"What are you going!"

"What? I can't hear you. You know what, I'll just come over there instead. EXCUSE ME GENTS BUT I HAVE TO TALK TO CAPTAIN SPARROW FOR A MINUTE. I'LL BE BACK AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!" The crew cheered and helped Amy off the table. She stepped off the table and nearly fell over from tripping on her over feet but was able to grab hold of the doorway and pulled herself up. Jack grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the hallway.

"When did that step get there?" Amy asked with a very noticeable drunken slur.

"There is no step."

"Well there is now!"

"Now…What the hell are you doing!" Amy covered her ears and bent over trying to block out Jack's yelling.

"Don't yell! There's no need to yell."

"I won't yell if ye answer my question."

"Fine. Um…what was the question?"

"What were you doing?"

"Oh, you mean back there?"

"Yes of course back there!"

"The crew and I were just having a good time."

"Just having a good time!" Amy covered her ears again and bent over farther to block out the yelling.

"Stop yelling! My ears are starting to hurt."

"Well it wouldn't hurt so much if you stopped drinking rum!" Amy shot right back up and pointed her finger right in Jack's face.

"Hey! Rum is not bad! Only the side effects," and took a large swig of rum.

"How did this whole thing start?"

"Well, I came back from having lunch with Harry and Gibbs went off to go do something and you were asleep. And I didn't want to go back to my ship all by me lonesome self! So I found…um…what was his name?"

"Duncan?"

"That's the one! How did you know?"

"Lucky guess."

"Well anyways, I found Duncan sitting in here drinking rum all by himself and I don't want him to be drinking alone, so I joined him and pretty soon the whole crew was down here and now we're having a party! Very nice people. Really know how to drink. Ain't it wonderful?"

"And what about the dancing on the table?"

"Oh yeah…that. Well Duncan started dancing first and then I thought it looked like fun so I joined in! I was dancing with Duncan right?" Amy took a very large drink from her bottle.

"Yes you were."

"Thank goodness! I wouldn't want to be dancing with some stranger person…people…thingy." Amy lifted her bottle to take a drink, but Jack took it away before it even reached her mouth.

"Hey that's mine!"

"I think you've had enough of this."

"Give it to me!" Amy reached for the bottle but Jack was holding the bottled in one arm and holding her back with the other.

"Don't you think you're drunk enough already?"

"I NEED MY RUM! GIVE IT TO ME!"

"Alright, alright! Don't kill me! I swear you're as bad as me." Amy quickly took the rum away from Jack and took her largest drink yet.

"Thank you."

"That wasn't a compliment, luv."

"Well I'm taking it as one and I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME LUV! Just because I'm almost drunk doesn't mean I don't know what's going on." Amy picked up her arm and noticed that there was a huge stain on the sleeve.

"Whoa, when did that get there? Oh well, I'll just put on a new shirt when I get back to my ship?"

"I think you're already drunk."

"I'm not. I'm just reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaally happy. When I'm drunk I curse like there's no tomorrow. And do you see me cursing? No. If I was drunk, I would have been dancing on that table a long time ago by myself. And besides, I don't get drunk until I've drank twelve bottles."

"Twelve bottle! I can barely do that! Is that even possible!"

"I'm still alive aren't I? I did it once…I think. And if I didn't, I came really close to it."

"How much rum have you had!" Amy clutched her ears and turned away from Jack bending over.

"Don't yell! I swear I'm going to be in pain tomorrow."

"How much rum have you had?" Amy turned back to Jack and started playing with her hair.

"Oh I don't know. Maybe one or two (coughs) or seven."

"Seven bottles!"

"Plus two."

"Nine!"

"No wait. I take that back."

"Good."

"Plus three."

"TEN!" Amy walked about five feet away from Jack covering her ears as best as she could and was bending down to her knees.

"STOP YELLING!"

"How come you can yell?"

"BECAUSE MY YELLING DOESN'T EFFECT ME SO I CAN YELL ALL I WANT!"

"You're just as bad as me when I'm drunk. I don't care what you say, you are drunk."

"Thank you. I take great pride in knowing that I'm just as crazy as Captain Jack Sparrow." Amy put her hand over her chest and another one behind her back and stood as heroic as possible.

"Now you get my name right."

"I'm drunk. I don't care right now."

"I thought you just said that you were almost drunk."

"I did. I just didn't want to say that I was almost most drunk. But I just did. Oh well! Now if we are done talking, I going to go back to my party and finish the song. So if you excuse me…" Amy turned around and almost made it through the door but Jack pulled her back just in time.

"You're not going back in there."

"But I have to! I have to finish the song and I promised that I would teach some of the crew members how to play cards and I NEED MY RUM!"

"Not tonight you're not. You shouldn't have any more rum." Jack took away the bottle from Amy and had to use all his strength to hold back Amy.

"You're stronger than I thought."

"Nothing comes in the way between me and my rum!" Can I just see it for a second? I'll give it right back to you." Jack sighed and unwillingly gave Amy her rum back. Amy clapped her hands and quickly gulped down the rest of the rum in the bottle, which was about a third of it. Amy handed Jack the bottle and looked inside it and saw there was nothing left.

"It's empty."

"I know that's why I gave it to you. Who wants a rum bottle with no rum in it?" Jack held the bottled up to his ear and swished it around.

"You sucked it bone dry."

"I told you nothing come in between me and my rum. Now since you will not let me go back to my party, would be so kind as to escort me back to my ship…" Amy stepped forward and was walking towards the entrance to go above deck when Jack grabbed her wrist, again, and pulled her back.

"You are in no condition to go back to your ship by yourself."

"I won't be, you'll be coming with me."

"Yes but I can't stay there to watch you. I can't leave the crew like this alone until Gibbs comes back."

"Why not? I've done it before."

"You've gone to your ship drunk and stayed there?"

"Yes."

"By yourself?"

"Yes."

"In Tortuga?"

"Well, no. But I've done it with Sarah before. This couldn't be any different."

"Well this is Tortuga. What's the same everywhere else is different here. Tortuga is a rough city. Especially at night and when you're drunk. I don't want you to get hurt." Amy put her arms down to side and let out a huge sigh followed by an eye-roll.

"Fine. If it makes you feel any better, I'll stay here for the night. So protective. Well since I'm staying here for the night, can I go back to my party?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Well can I at least have some rum?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"You're already going to have a major hangover as it is tomorrow. You're going to be in pain."

"So?"

"You'll thank me for it later."

"No I won't. Can I just have one little sip?"

"No."

"Stupid, bloody, selfish pirate. Wants all the rum for himself," Amy muttered under her breath.

"I don't want to have all the rum to myself. I already have my own private stash in my cabin."

"That's not fair."

"Of course it is. I'm the captain."

"Can I be captain?"

"No."

"So you're not letting me go back to my own party, you're not letting have any more rum, you're not letting me go back to my own ship, and you're not letting me be captain. Do you want to make me miserable?"

"Yeah."

"Wonderful."

"I know."

"Well since someone won't let me have any more rum, I want to sleep. Where will I be sleeping?"

"You can have Ana's old cabin. You can use some of her clothes if you like."

"Thank you." Amy turned away from Jack and started to walk into the galley but was pulled back by Jack, again.

"What now?"

"Where are you going?"

"I have to say goodnight to the crew."

"Fine."

"Thank you." Amy tugged her hand away from Jack and continued walking into the party.

"BOYS, I HAVE SOME BAD NEWS! Someone is making me go to bed early so I don't get too drunk which means I will be leaving you." Amy glared at Jack in the hallway and listened to the crew moan in sadness.

"Sorry to disappoint you! I had a wonderful time and hope to do it again someday and that I would stay if it wasn't for someone. Now I must leave, so goodnight!"

"Night!" the crew said in unison.

"Now where is Ana's cabin?"

"Follow me." Jack walked ahead, but Amy didn't notice and stayed there looking at the stain on her shirt wondering where it came from. Amy looked up to see that he was already ten feet away and ran to catch up to him, running into him in the process nearly knocking him over. Jack stopped right by a door and unlocked it with the keys.

"Here's Ana's cabin." Amy walked into the room and saw that it about the same size as her room on her ship. The furniture was made of dark wood, much to dark for her taste, a desk covered with trash, and a dresser. The bedspread was black with many stains on it. Amy didn't care how dirty the room was, only that it had a bed in it.

"A BED!" Amy jumped and clapped her hands and ran towards the bed and jumped on it.

"If you need anything, just call someone and they'll get it for you, or tell me. My cabin is right next door. Got that? Amy?" It was too late, Amy had already fallen asleep. Jack chuckled and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Amy laid still for about five minutes and then once she was sure Jack was gone, shot out of bed and ran to the door. She tried to open it, but the door was locked.

"You just had to lock it!"

"And it's a good thing I did too." Amy kicked the door and sighed. She then got the idea that Anamaria might have left some rum in her room. She looked in the closet, in the chest in front of the bed, and in the drawers in the desk. Amy finally looked under the bed and found a bottle of rum. She pulled it from under the bed and jumped for joy.

"Thank you Anamaria!" Amy quickly opened the bottle and started drinking it. She could hear Jack opening the door again and quickly stuff the bottle under the pillow and lay back as she was before. Jack opened the door, walked over to where Amy was 'sleeping' and found the rum and pulled it from under the pillow.

"Forgot 'bout this." Amy quickly got up and chased after Jack. She ran to the door and got there just before Jack could lock it. She was struggling to keep the door open while Jack was on the other side trying to keep the door closed.

"GIVE ME THE RUM! I NEED IT!"

"Sorry. You've had enough. And besides I need some too."

"GIVE IT TO ME NOW OR I'LL TELL EVERYONE THAT YOUR NAME IS REALLY WAL-" but was cut off by a strong push to the door and made her fall to the door and heard the door lock behind it.

"You could have just given me the rum you know!"

"Too late. It's gone now."

"You just want me to be miserable right now don't you?"

"At this second, yes I do." Amy screamed inside her mouth and stomped over the bed. She fell onto the bed and let sleep take over her drunken self.

Jack's POV

"You just want me to be miserable right now don't you?"

"At this second, yes I do." Jack could hear Amy scream and stomp over to her bed.

"Well, I think that went well." Jack reopened the rum bottle, he hadn't really finished it, he just wanted to annoy Amy, and drank almost the whole thing down. "Ah, good ol' rum. You can never go wrong with rum." Jack finished off the bottle and turned around to see Gibbs.

"Hello Gibbs."

"What the hell is going on here?"

"The crew was having a party, courtesy of Amy and Duncan."

"Did she get drunk again?"

"Almost drunk according to her."

"Was she dancing on the table?"

"With Duncan."

"Well that isn't the first time she's done that and it won't be the last."

"You mean she's done that before?"

"Oh yeah. She's one of the biggest drinkers I've ever seen. When she and Sarah get together, they can do some crazy things. She might even give you a run for your money."

"She's really that bad?"

"Aye, she is. But she has good control over it though. As soon as she realizes she's drunk, she stops right away."

"Not tonight she didn't. I wish I could do that."

"Aye, if only you could. There's something I need to talk to you about."

"What?"

"We better go in your cabin. Don't know how you're going to react to this."

"This can't be good." Jack opened the door to his cabin and walked in as Gibbs followed and closed the door. He took out a bottle of rum from the stash he kept in his room and sat down on his bed.

"Jack…Harry still has feelings for Amy."

"WHAT?"

"Yes Jack it's true." Jack just sat there staring at the floor and occasionally drank some of his rum. Eventually, he laid down on his bed and looked at Gibbs.

"Exactly…what did he do to make you think this?"

"Well for one thing he was disappointed when he saw that I came along. And while we were eating he couldn't take his eyes off of her."

"Are you sure about this?"

"He didn't speak to me once. He kept talking to Amy. Don't think he even knew I was there." Jack drank about a third of his rum.

"Anything else?"

"When we left he gave Amy a peck on the cheek."

"HE DID WHAT? I swear the next time I see him, I going to…" Jack made his hand into a fist and looked like he was about to punch something but finished off his rum instead.

"Sorry Jack, but I had to tell ye."

"It's fine. Glad you told me. So, do you think Amy is returning the feelings to Harry?"

"It was hard to tell, but if I had to choose I would say no."

"Really?"

"Amy does have feelings for Harry, but only as a brother." Jack slightly smiled.

"So…what feelings do you think she has for me?"

"I think it's best not to tell you."

"Why not?"

"You should probably figure that one out on yer own."

"Gibbs, be a pal. I'll give you all the rum from my stash that you want."

"Bribery isn't going to work."

"It was worth a shot."

"Jack, are ye ok about all of this?"

"Oh I'm fine. I'm just plotting Harry's death in my mind."

"Jack."

"Don't worry Gibbs I won't kill Harry...yet. I just might pull a little prank on him that's all."

"Knowing you that'll probably be something to kill him."

"Right you are Gibbs." Gibbs chuckled and opened the door.

"Jack…if I was you…I would do something really soon about Amy," and left the room.

"That man scares me sometimes."

Yep. Update. Yay! Here ya go. Would have updated earlier, but I had troubles logging in. Don't feel like writing much. Thanks for the reviews and keep sending them! Hope you liked the chappie.