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A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 19: The Apples

"Is anyone looking? I am not going out there like this if someone is watching." Jack stood out in the hallway looking around to make sure no one was watching so Amy could sneak back to Ana's cabin.

"No one is watching."

"If there is really someone out there, I'm going to scream out your real name."

"I know that and I'm not lying."

"For once."

"I heard that. Hurry up before someone comes."

"Is my door unlocked? I want to get in there as fast as I can."

"Fine. Hold on." Jack took the keys off a hook on the wall and unlocked her door. He could hear someone starting to come down the stairs. He quickly ran back into his room and closed the door.

"What?"

"Shhhh! Someone is coming." Jack put his finger over his mouth and listened for the footsteps to go past his room until he couldn't hear them any more. "They're gone."

"That was close. Too close. Now go back out there again and make sure no one is coming. I don't want anyone seeing me."

"Why don't you?"

"Because I'm the one who is in nothing but your coat and a nightgown and besides this is your ship and I'm your guest. So be a good host and go look in the hallway!" Amy opened the door and pushed Jack outside and almost closed the door but left a crack so she could watch Jack.

"No one is coming."

"Is my door still unlocked?"

"Yes, now come on!" Amy quickly opened the door, ran outside clutching onto Jack's coat, which she was still wearing, and ran into her room.

"I made it! Thanks."

"Breakfast is in the galley."

"What are we having?"

"Same thing we had yesterday."

"Are those apples out there?"

"Probably."

"Oh."

"What? Is there something wrong with them?"

"Have you tasted those things lately? They are starting to rot! I know you might not have that fresh of food, but those were just too bad. I think I'll go back to my place instead. I need to check and make sure everything is ok anyway."

"Ok, suit yourself."


Amy's POV

"Ok, suit yourself." Amy waited for Jack to go away and finally heard footsteps walking away from the door.

"Did he want me to stay for breakfast? He sounded a little sad. I mean I would, but I don't think I could face the crew just yet, especially Duncan. Even though they all have hangovers, I still couldn't face them. And I really am worried about my ship. Hope nobody broke into it. Is that too much to ask?" Amy took off Jack's coat and tossed it on the bed. She opened the dresser drawers and started to look for something else to wear since her own clothes were far too dirty for her to wear. Most of the clothes were still messed up from last night when she was looking for a hairpin. Eventually she found a black shirt that was kind of too low cut for her taste, but decided to wear it anyway, and matching black pants.

"How big of a slut was this girl?" While looking for a shirt, she had found a few other shirts and pants that she took a liking too and tossed them onto the bed planning to take them with her. She wasn't going to waste perfectly fine clothes. Amy took off the gown she was wearing and tossed it on the bed, to join the other clothes she was going to steal, and changed into the black shirt and pants and put on her boots. She looked at herself in a mirror that was hanging over the dresser and saw how messy her hair was.

"How long has my hair been like this? Crap, Jack saw me like this! Well I can't do anything about it now and he never said anything so I guess I'll just live with it. But my face, it's so dirty. I'll have to wait until I get back to my ship to wash, but I could at least clean it off with a blanket or something." Amy looked around the room to look for something to clean her face with. When all she could find was the itchy blankets, she took a shirt out of the dresser and cleaned her face with that and tossed it on the floor.

"That's better. I wonder if she has a hairbrush? She better have one." Amy looked in the same drawer that she had found the hairpin the previous night and found a hairbrush and a red ribbon. She brushed her hair and tied it into a high ponytail using the ribbon. She looked herself in the mirror and was satisfied with how she looked. Amy took a bag from under the bed, she had found it last night while looking for rum, and stuffed all the clothes in it, including her dirty ones that she was wearing before. She then decided to look at the books on her bookshelf and took a few of those and stuffed them in her bag.

"What the heck, I'll take the brush too," and stuffed the brush in the bag. She closed the bag, tied her purple sash around her waist, and walked out the door to the galley grabbing Jack's coat on the way. When she looked inside, she only saw a few of the crewmembers trying to eat, but simply had too much of a hangover and gave up trying to eat, and Jack sitting by himself. He looked up and Amy and seemed surprised to see her standing there.

"What are ye doing here?"

"Well I couldn't leave without saying goodbye. And here's your coat." Amy handed Jack his coat and watched him put it on.

"Hmm. Well goodbye then. What's in the bag?"

"I'm stealing some of Anamaria's clothes. Is that alright?"

"Fine by me. At least you'll get some use out of them."

"Thank you. Did you want to come with me?"

"What?"

"Did you want to come with me? Seems like you won't be able to do much around here with the crew, since they all have hangovers, thanks to me." "Where?"

"After I stop by my ship really quick, I have to go into town to find Harry." Amy put her hand to her forehead and pretended like she fainted and leaned against the wall. She could see anger starting to build up in his eyes.

"Don't know. I'll think 'bout it."

"Well, ok then. Bye Jack." Amy turned around and walked out of the galley but leaned against the wall right outside of the doorway knowing that Jack was going to come running after her because she was going to see Harry.

"Five…four…three…two…one." She heard a chair being slammed into the table and heard footsteps walking towards the door. She looked over at the doorway and smiled when she saw Jack standing there. "Made up your mind?"

"Were ye waiting there for me?"

"Yes I was. I knew as soon as I said the word Harry you would come. You can be so predictable some times."

"Me? Predictable? Ye must not be thinking right. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, the most unpredictable person in the world."

"Well just now you weren't."

"Well, that was only one time. Ye never know what I'm going to do next. Ye don't know what I am going to do in ten minutes. Tonight. Tomorrow. The next day."

"Do you even know what you are going to do?"

"I have ideas."

"Well how I am supposed to know what you are going to do if you don't even know?"

"Ye don't, because I'm unpredictable."

"Fine. You are the most unpredictable person in the world. Now let's go." Amy started to walk away and up the stairs and Jack quickly ran to catch up with her.

"Here we are. Ah yes, my ship. It feels good to be back." Amy walked across the deck and down to her cabin, with Jack following close behind her. When Amy got to her door, instead of turning the knob, she gently pushed it opened and looked around her room.

"Well, everything seems to be in order. No one broke in." Amy walked across her bedroom, tossing the bag into a corner, and grabbed a small towel.

"I'm going to wash up really quick. Make yourself comfortable." Amy tossed the towel over her shoulder and walked out of her room leaving Jack alone. He walked over to Amy's bed and flopped down on it. He put his back against the backboard and tipped his head back and stared up at the ceiling. He didn't feel like his normal self. He felt kind of…depressed.

'It's bloody Harry, that's what it is. He thinks that he could go after Amy, well that's not true. Yer going to have some competition. Bloody eunuch. I swear I'm going to kill him one of these days. I've already pictured his death in my mind. Ah, what a glorious sight it is. If he keeps going after Amy, that picture is going to become reality. No one is going to get in the way of Amy and me. I just wish I could give him one nice shot in the head. Right between his eyes. That'll stop him, if it doesn't kill him. Which a shot to the head always does. What a coincidence. But is this what I'm going to do for the rest of my life? Just plotting his death in my mind and not doing anything about Amy? Well actually I could go on plotting Harry's death, but not about Amy. Gibbs is right; I have to do something soon. He always just has to be right. I'll probably kill myself for doing this. But at least I can focus on something other than Harry's death. But what if she doesn't…no. I can't think about that right now. This is all Harry's fault.'

"Stupid, bloody eunuch," he mumbled to himself.

"Who's a eunuch?" Jack looked at the doorway and saw Amy standing there holding two apples in her hand.

"What? Oh, just one of my old friends, Will Turner."

"Hmmm. Interesting. Well here's an apple. Thought you might be hungry." Amy walked over to the bed and tossed Jack an apple.

"I could have just gotten one from my ship."

"But mine aren't rotting and taste better. Try one." Jack took a bite of the apple and agreed that it did taste better than the ones back on his ship.

"Ok yeah, you're right. These are better." Amy slightly smiled and watched Jack take another bite of his apple. Jack kept staring across the room into space while continuing to eat his apple.

"Jack, are you alright? You've been acting kind of depressed. You don't seem like you're usual crazy self." Amy sat down on the bed facing Jack with a genuine concerned look on her face.

"Oh, I guess just having one of those days."

"One of what days?"

"When ye just feel depressed for no reason at all."

"Yet again, another lie."

"I'm not lying."

"You have absolutely no clue why you are depressed?"

"Yes." Amy sighed and took another bite of her apple. Suddenly, her face brightened up like she just got an idea. "Hold on." Amy put her apple down on the bed, and knelt down on the floor. She started going through boxes under her bed until she found what she was looking for. "Here." Amy held up a bottle of rum and pushed a box back under her bed.

"What's that?"

"It's rum! What else does it look like?" Jack smiled and grabbed the bottle away from Amy's hand. He opened the bottle and took a drink.

"You want any?"

"No, I don't like to drink rum this early. Besides, I have my own stash right under my bed." Amy grabbed her apple and sat up on the bed leaning against the headboard, much like Jack had done. Amy took a bite of her apple and sighed.

"So, what's going on between ye and Harry?"

"What do you have against Harry?" Amy snapped back.

"Sorry. Just wondering." Jack looked away from Amy and took a drink of his rum.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. If you must know, nothing. There is nothing between us. Harry is like my big brother, nothing more." Jack took another bite and turned to Amy.

"Is that all?"

"Yes Jack that's all. That's all he'll ever be to me, a brother." Amy smiled at Jack and took a bite from her apple.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm very sure." Jack slightly smiled and drank some of his rum.

"So what did the crew say about me after my crazy night?" Jack chuckled and smiled. "They were sad to see you leave. They loved ye. Next time you go o'er there they'll probably beg you to stay. They also said that you are the biggest drinker they've ever seen except, well…me." Amy giggled and took a bite of her apple.

"Well boys will be boys. Wonder what they thought of my dancing."

"I think they liked it."

"Well of course they did. Hope they know I'm not like that all the time."

"I think they'll be disappointed." Jack put his usual cocky grin on his face and Amy lightly slapped him on his arm.

"Jack!"

"Sorry, but it's true." Amy hit Jack again and went back to eating her apple. Occasionally she heard Jack drinking the rum and eating his apple. She continued eating her apple when felt that her neck was feeling kind of stiff and started to rub it.

"What are you doing?"

"My neck is stiff again. Probably because of the time I slept on Anamaria's bed. I have no idea how that woman could have slept on that bed every single night. Her back must have hurt like crazy." She continued to rub her neck but eventually stopped knowing it wasn't going to help much and resumed eating her apple.

Amy finished her apple and placed it on her nightstand and saw that Jack had barely eaten half his apple and still had some rum left. It would be a while before he got finished. Amy sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Her neck was still killing her. Of course she knew there was one solution she could do, lean against Jack. She had thought about this before but decided against it. But now it seems that Jack is going to be a while and her neck was still hurting, she gave in to this idea. Amy scooted closer to Jack and laid her head on his shoulder. Jack stopped eating his apple and looked at Amy both in surprise and happiness.

"What are ye doing?"

"Well it seems that you are going to be here a while and my neck really does hurt so I thought I would make myself comfortable while I wait." Jack smiled and put his arm around Amy and pulled her closer to him and her head was now on his chest.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm making you more comfortable. Ye seem to like it whenever I pull ye closer."

"No comment." Jack laughed and rubbed Amy's arm. Amy looked up at Jack trying to figure out he was doing exactly. But his face gave no hints as to what he was doing and went back to his rum. Amy grinned and dug her head deeper into Jack's chest and closed her eyes.

"Luv. Luv, wake up." Jack was gently shaking Amy's arm trying to get her to wake up.

"Luv wake up." Amy stirred and yawned. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up to see a pair of deep chocolate brown eyes staring at her with a hint of amusement in them.

"If I was thinking straight (yawns) I would hit you right now."

"I know you would. That's why I caught you off guard."

"Did I fall asleep or something?"

"Not sure if you fell completely asleep, but you were close to it."

"Sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep. It's all because of Anamaria's bed. I want to kill that bed."

"It's ok luv."

"Jack."

"Sorry, slipped." Amy yawned again and stretched her arms out. She looked back up at Jack and realized that she was lying in his lap. Amy quickly sat up and bit her lip.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

"It's alright. You were slipping and you just fell. I didn't want to wake ye up. Ye looked so peaceful."

"How long was I out?"

"Oh about twenty minutes or so."

"That long?"

"It wasn't that long. Besides I had my rum to tide me over."

"Always thinking about your rum."

"I would go crazy if I didn't have me rum." "

So would I." Both Amy and Jack laughed at this. Jack put his arm back around Amy and continued drinking his rum.

"Jack I know how much you might hate it, but I really need to go find Harry. I need to get my door fixed." Amy felt Jack's arm tightened behind her back and anger starting to build up in his eyes.

"Can you refer to Harry as something else? Like stupid or ass or eunuch or all three together."

"Jack!"

"What? I was just trying to come up with names!"

"But those names?"

"They were just the first to come to mind." Jack prepared to be hit by Amy but it never came.

"If it really bothers you that much, I'll call him something else."

"Thank you."

"But I don't know what to call him."

"Hey, I put out my suggestions."

"Harry is my friend. I wouldn't call him those things, unless I was mad at him."

"And are ye?"

"No."

"Damn it."

"What if I just call him the jeweler?"

"No. You go to the jewelry and you get something nice. So you would see him if you wanted to get something nice, so no."

"What if I just call him 'him'?"

"Not the name I would have picked, I would have much preferred eunuch, but that'll work."

"Good because I couldn't think of anything else. Now come on, we have to go find 'him'."

"Fine, let's just get it over with."

"You really don't want to see 'him'."

"No I really don't."

"Well you don't have to see him if you don't want to."

"I would very much appreciate it."

"Of course then I would just to go find him myself. Alone."

"On second thought, I'll come with ye."

"Thought you would change your mind. Come on let's go." Amy gently nudged Jack to get up and he got the hint. He hoped off the bed and held out his arm to Amy to help her get off the bed. Amy graciously took Jack's invitation and placed her hand in his. Jack gave Amy a cocky grin that made Amy put a confused look on her face. Jack gave Amy's arm one quick, strong pull that made Amy go right towards him and put his arm around her waist and brought her into a dip.

"How did you do that?"

"Talent." Amy smiled as Jack pulled her back up from the dip and made her stand straight. Jack still had his arms around Amy and her arms were at her sides.

"Well that was…"

"Unpredictable?"

"Yeah. I never thought that would happen."

"Ye never know what I'm going to do next."

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