Disclaimer: Don't own Pirates of the Caribbean, as of yet. One day I shall own it when I take over the world with my army of Furbies! I shall make everyone go mad with their stupid little Furby language and I shall rule the world! Anyway, on with the story.
A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 21: The Chase
"Ah yes, the pub. What a wonderful place. The smell of alcohol everywhere and more rum than anyone could ever need. A glorious place."
"Yer starting to sound like me."
"You're starting to have an effect on me, Mr. Sparrow."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"Don't know. I haven't decided yet." Amy opened the door to the pub and made sure Jack was in too.
"Kyle you here?" They, with Jack's arm firmly around her waist, walked across the pub and to the bar and found Kyle sitting at a stool cleaning mugs.
"Hello Amy. Jack. What brings you here?" Kyle asked.
"We just dropped by to say hello," Amy said.
"You want some rum don't you?"
"If you don't mind."
"Pull up a stool and I'll pour you some. Remember the limit."
"Don't worry, I told Jack about it."
"I'm not worried about Jack, I worried about you. It won't be the first time you've gone over the limit." Jack looked at Amy with a slightly surprise looked on his face and saw that Amy was starting to blush."What can I say? I love rum!" Jack let go of Amy and pulled down a stool from on top of the bar and sat down as Amy did the same. Kyle poured each of them a pint and handed him to them.
"So…what have you two been up to?"
"We just came back from seeing Harry. My doorknob broke and he said he would fix it," Amy replied.
"How did it break?"
"Well, me and Jack were locked in my room because the stupid bloody door swelled up again and we tried to open it but the knob came off in the process."
"You and Jack were locked in…together?" Amy realized what she just said and whacked herself on the head.
"Smooth," said Jack with a grin.
"Shut up! This involves you too you know!"
"Yes, but I don't really mind."
"I just have one question. How long were you locked in?" Kyle asked.
"Um…eh…ah… we weren't sure how long we locked in. The clock was broken in my room." Amy hoped he believed it.
"Well it must have been a long time then."
"What makes you think that?"
"If it was a short period of time, you would have been able to tell and would have said an hour or something, but you didn't. So Jack, how long did you stay in there?"
"The whole night," Jack answered. Amy coughed up the rum she was drinking and slapped Jack on the arm.
"The entire night?" Kylerepeted surprisingly.
"Why did you tell him that you idiot?" Amy yelled at Jack.
"Hey, I have nothing to hide."
"Now he's never going to let me live it down!"
"That's your problem."
"So Jack, if you don't mind me asking…where did you sleep?" Kyle interrupted.
"On the floor."
Amy laughed."Ha! You slept on the floor at first but then you snuck into my bed without me knowing and slept next to me the rest of the night!"
"Now why did you tell him that? Now he probably wants to kill me!" Jack yelled back.
"Hey, if I'm going down I am taking you with me!"
"No Jack I don't want to kill you…yet. Did anything else happen?" Kyle said.
"No."
"Amy?"
"No, nothing happened."
"Then Jack I shall let you live. Unless Gibbs finds out, then he'll kill you."
"You won't tell Gibbs will you Kyle? I'm sure Jack would like to live."
"Yes I would like to live."
"No I won't tell him."
"Thank you Kyle."
"Hey, before I forget, I found something yesterday that I think you might like." Kyle bent down and looked through the cabinets below the bar and pulled out a bottle of vodka.
"Is that…"
"Yep."
"Kyle, I love you." Amy quickly grabbed the bottle from Kyle and gulped down a good-sized swig. Amy took away the bottle from her lips and clutched her forehead.
"I forgot how strong this was."
"What's so special about it?" Jack asked.
"What's so special about it! This is the best thing in the world! It's chocolate flavored vodka! It's even better than rum."
"Better than rum? How could anything be better than rum? It's the best drink in the world!"
"Next to this. I can't get enough of this stuff!" Amy took another large swig and clutched her head again.
"Do you want to try some?"
"Sure. Let's see if it really is better than rum." Amy handed the bottle to Jack and watched him drink it. He was surprised to see how strong it was and that the chocolate flavor really stood out. He actually kind of liked it, but not as much as his rum.
"That is strong. It wasn't that bad actually, but rum is better."
"Have your rum. I just want my vodka." Jack handed the vodka back to Amy and watched her quickly take the bottle away from him and drink it.
"Kyle do you have any more of this?"
"Don't know. I didn't have time to look any further where I found that one."
"Well you have time now, look some more!" Kyle quickly walked over a few feet to the left and opened a cabinet. He squatted down and searched through the cabinet with Amy watching attentively. After a few minutes, Kyle pulled out one bottle and closed the door.
"You're in luck."Kyle stood back up and placed the bottle on the counter.
"THANK YOU!" Amy grabbed the bottle and placed it next to her like a little child who did not want to lose a toy.
"Can I buy this from you?"
"You can take it. Nobody ever wants to drink it."
"How could anybody not want to drink this? This stuff is great! Thanks Kyle, you are a good friend."
"The only reason you say that is because I gave you that vodka."
"Well yeah, but you really are a good friend." Kyle smiled and noticed Jack sitting there watching the two of them smiling.
"What, you think my love of vodka is amusing?"
"Right now yes."
"Well I don't care. I love this stuff too much to care right now." Amy resumed drinking from her original bottle, and started chatting with Kyle and Jack. They talked about various things like alcohol, sailing, and other things. They sat there for about an hour when Jack had finished his rum and Amy had finished her first bottle of vodka.
"Amy, what time is it?"
"My guess is like noon or something."
"Oh. I have to be going somewhere. Sorry to kick you out but…"
"It's fine Kyle, we understand. We'll help you clean up, won't we Jack?"
"You'll kill me if I don't."
"He's learning." Kyle took away their mugs and bottle and put them in the back room as Jack and Amy put up the stools.
"Kyle, can I come back later and pick this bottle up?"
"Sure. I'll leave it in the same spot as the first one."
"Thanks." Kyle took the bottle and placed it inside the same cabinet as the first one. All three of them walked out of the pub and watched Kyle lock up.
"Well it was nice seeing you again. See you later tonight. Bye!"
"Bye!" Amy said and watched Kyle walk away.
"So you really like vodka?"
"That particular one, yes I do. But since so few places carry that kind, I usually choose rum."
"I can tell." Jack with out Amy's knowing snuck his arm around Amy's waist as Amy looked down and saw his arm there.
"What are you doing?" Jack only smirked back at her and pulled her in front of him and wrapped both of his arms around her waist. Amy decided to play along and put her hands on his shoulders.
"What were you going to do this morning?" he asked seductively.
"Well I was going to take your hat away, but you beat me to it."
"Oh I would have let ye do it because I wasn't going to originally."
"Then what were you going to do?"
"This." Amy got a curious look on her face, but it was wiped away when Jack's lips collided with hers. Amy was shocked and didn't know what was happening at first but then realized that Jack was kissing her. He was kissing her gently and softly and didn't act forceful on her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let out a small moan in pleasure. As quickly as the kiss came, it was gone. She looked back up at Jack and smiled.
"That was un…"
"Unbelievable."
"Yes. That was unbelievable. Hey, wait a second…" Jack started to chuckle.
"You tricked me!"
"But you fell for it."
"Yes, well…" Jack saw her looking at something over his shoulder and her face went rigid.
"What?"
"No, not now. Please not now."
"YOU! COME HERE, YOU LITTLE WENCH!" a guy shouted from behind him.
"RUN!" Amy grabbed Jack's hand and started running away in the opposite direction. Jack could hear someone one running behind them and yelling. He turned around to see a tall red haired man with an Irish accent chasing them and cursing in Irish. And he was catching up, fast.
"What's going on?"
"You remember that riot was telling you about?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, well, that's one of the guys that I told to fight. Sometime during the riot, someone stole all his money. The stubborn twit never got over the little mishap. It's not my fault; he didn't have to listen to me. Quick, over here." Amy pulled Jack into a dark ally and slammed him up against the wall. Amy took her hair out of a ponytail and poked her head around the corner to see if he was coming.
"Jack, give me you're coat and hat."
"Why?"
"Just do it! You'll get it back." Jack reluctantly handed Amy his coat and hat and watched her put them on. She once more looked around the corner to see if he was coming. She quickly pulled her head back in and did something Jack never expected. She took Jack's arm and pulled him in front of her and started kissing him. Of course, Jack didn't mind at all and kissed her back. He heard the man that was chasing them run past them yelling but still kept on kissing her. Amy wanted to wait until she could not hear him any more and then stop kissing Jack to make sure he would not see them, and for her own pleasure. Once he was out of hearing range, Amy gently pushed Jack off of her and looked around the corner.
"Come on before he comes back!" She grabbed Jack's hand and ran in the opposite direction as the man who was chasing them.
"What was that back there?"
"Well I couldn't exactly let him see my face now could I? I had to do something!"
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see. Do you have money with you?"
"Yes but-""Good, we're going to need it." Amy retightened her grip around Jack's hand and ran faster. Amy suddenly took a sharp right turn down a street that made Jack feel like a whip. They took another sharp left turn on a street and kept running. Amy looked back behind her whenever she could to make sure the Irish man wasn't chasing them. Eventually, Amy stopped briefly at a store and ran inside. Both of them leaned up against the door catching their breath. It was then Jack realized that they were in a dress shop.
"Why…are we…in a…dress shop?" Jack panted between breaths.
"Because he knows what I'm wearing…and I can't go back…to my ship since he knows what it…looks like and he has spies everywhere…looking for me now. I need…a change of clothes."
"Is that why you wanted…to know if I had any…money?"
"Yes. I'll pay you back…promise." Jack and Amy both looked at each other at the same time and started laughing.
"Can I help you?" A saleslady walked up to Jack and Amy looking disgusted and curious both at the same time. Amy took a deep breath and stood up straight.
"Yes, I came here to buy a dress."
"Well you came to the right place. Are you looking for something particular or just looking?"
"Just looking, thank you."
"Well if you need any help just ring the bell on the counter." Amy nodded her head and watched the clerk shake her head and walked away.
"How much money do you have?"
"I don't know."
"Well hurry up and look. I need to know." Jack rolled his eyes and poked through his pocket. "Looks like 80 shillings."
"Why do you have so much money?"
"Ye never know what's going to happen."
"I have twenty so I can get something for a hundred shillings. I should be able to get something reasonable." Amy made Jack stand up straight and went off looking for a dress. The store had the dresses organized by color. She walked right past the reds and oranges, and all bright colors and head straight for the blues and darker colors. She started to look through the dresses when she felt someone standing behind her.
"How 'bout this?" Amy turned around to see Jack holding up a fiery red dress with an extremely low neckline. She swore she had seen it on some whores before. Wouldn't be surprised if she did.
"You would like that wouldn't you?" Amy smiled and went back to looking at dresses. She found a light blue colored one with small strips woven into the fabric with three-quarter length sleeves and silver trim around the edges and was not immodestly low cut unlike Jack's dress.
"I'm going to try this one on."
"I like the one I picked out much better."
"That's only for your pleasure."
"So. What's yer point?" Amy giggled as she picked up the dress and went to find the saleslady. She rang the bell a couple of times on the counter and saw the clerk come out from a room behind the counter.
"May I try this dress on?"
"Yes. Come right over here." The lady led Amy over to a dressing room and unlocked for her.
"If you could do one thing for me please. Can you keep watch on that man and make sure he doesn't come over here?"
"Of course. I understand." Amy closed the door behind her and started to undress. She tossed Jack's hat and coat on the floor along with the rest of her clothes and slipped the dress on. She tightened the laces in the back and took a look to make sure everything looked right. The dress fitted her very nicely as it hugged her curves and the skirt flowed on the ground. It looked as if it was made for her. She knew that Jack was going to love it. Amy picked up all her clothes and Jack's hat and coat and stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her. In the center of the shop, she could see Jack arguing with the saleslady about something and decided to go save the poor lady before Jack killed her.
"I'm sorry sir, but I cannot allow you to go back there."
"Why not?" Jack practically yelled at her.
"I cannot tell you sir." Amy quickly walked next to Jack and grabbed his arm to calm him down and turned to the saleslady.
"I'm sorry if this man has been bothering you. He had a little too much rum. Please excuse his bad behavior. May I purchase this dress?"
"Will you be needing a box to put that in or will you be wearing it?"
"I will be needing a box to put this in later. For now I will be wearing this."
"As you wish. I will be right back with a box."
"Thank you." The lady walked away and as soon as she was out of sight, Amy quickly turned to Jack and lightly slapped him on the arm.
"Were you trying to get back there?"
"Back where?"
"Where I was dressing!"
"Maybe."
"Can you not be a perverted pirate for just one minute of your life?"
"I was, and I hated it, and now I'm back to me old ways."
"You can be so difficult sometimes."
"It's just the way I am." Amy rolled her eyes back and leaned against the wall she was standing next to. She looked down at the floor for a minute and looked back up to see Jack eying her new dress.
"What are you doing?"
"Turn around."
"What?"
"Turn around. I am paying for a good portion of this dress and I think I deserve to see how it looks on you." Amy sighed and quickly made a spin."Slowly." Amy rolled her eyes and this time slowly turned around. When she faced Jack, she saw that he was smirking and had a very noticeable pleased and happy look on his face, especially in his eyes.
"You look so…"
"What? Beautiful? Gorgeous? Attractive? Elegant? Stunning?" Amy gave Jack a playful smile and popped her foot up in the air and tried to look cute. Jack's smirk grew and walked towards her and gently grabbed her waist. Amy put her forehead against Jack's as he pulled her a little bit closer.
"Breath taking." Amy smiled and felt her cheeks become rosy when she heard a cough come behind her.
"Am I interrupting anything?" Amy quickly turned to face the clerk who now had a small smile on her face and quickly took Jack's hand off her waist. She heard Jack mutter 'damn it' under his breath and smiled.
"No, no. You weren't interrupting anything. May I pay for my dress now?"
"Of course. If you would follow me please." The lady turned around and started walking towards the counter as Amy followed pulling Jack along.
"Jack, take out your money." Amy placed twenty shillings on the counter as Jack placed his 70 on; the dress only coasted 90 shillings. Amy handed her the money and watched her put it away and place a box on the counter. Amy opened it, put her other clothes inside, and closed it. Jack took his hat and coat and put them on.
"Thank you." Amy picked up the box and secured it under her arm, grabbed Jack's hand and led him out the store.
"Now that guy may still be able to recognize me, so don't be surprised if I suddenly start running."
"Will you also be throwing me up against the wall and start kissing me again?"
"Only if it is necessary."
"What happens if it isn't?"
"I'll think about it." Jack smiled. He really hoped the Irish guy would be coming around the corner.
Yay! I know many of you have been waiting for that. I have been receiving many questions about the necklace that Jack had bought Amy. So I shall answer it here: Don't worry. I have not forgotten about it. It will come up in later chapters. I have a special purpose for it. Thank you for all the fabulous reviews! I'm only a few away from 100. If you went past a 100 it would make me very happy. And one last thing that I have been meaning to say. When you review, please make sure you are signed in so I can send a reply back. Some of your reviews are wonderful, but I can't answer back. So that would be greatly appreciated. Once again, many thanks to my beta Renajah for editing this chapter. Keep on reviewing please! Ta!