Disclaimer: This is a regular chapter. And for those that have read this story before, you know I originally put song lyrics in here. I'm not going to put them in this chapter, or the other chapters where I used them because you're not allowed to post them. The song that I used in this chapter was 'Behind These Hazel Eyes' by Kelly Clarkson. If you want to see the lyrics, I suggest you look them up on the Internet.

A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 27: The Reunion

"Stupid, bloody sunlight! I'm going to kill it!" The sun that shone through her window woke her up again for the fifth day in a row. She took her pillow and put it over her head to block the sunlight.

"I swear the sun never wants me to get up late. It's bound to be cloudy one morning and that sun won't be able to shine through my windows. But sadly today is not the day. I might as well get up, thanks to the sunlight." Amy growled and sat up. She rested her head against the headboard and stared up and the ceiling. The pendant on necklace that Jack gave her felt warm against her skin and started fiddling with it. She had never taken it off since two weeks ago when she found it.

"Hey wait. Wasn't I going to do something today? Like getting something or doing something or just something… THEBLACK PEARL! THE CREW! THEY SHOULD BE COMING INTO PORT TODAY! God, I'm so forgetful." This is the day she had been looking forward to for a long time, but also dreading it. For she knew if she was going to see the crew, Jack would be there too. She still wasn't sure if she wanted to see him or not. She shook the thought from her mind and tried to get out of bed but ended up falling onto the floor.

"Well…that was smart." Crawling over to her vanity, cursing along the way, she grabbed the chair and pulled herself up. Amy sat down and started brushing her wavy hair.

"I get to see the crew today. I finally get to see Gibbs again. I hope he has been doing all right. In his letters he sounds like he has been working hard, along with the rest of the crew. I hope they're fine. I can't wait to see them again. And then Jack…" She stopped brushing her hair and touched the star pendent on her necklace.

"I hope he hasn't killed himself." She laughed at her thoughts. But she did really hope that he was ok. From the way Gibbs described him, he didn't sound too good. This was the day that she would find out if Jack loved her. Or at least get an idea. She was determined to find out what sort of feelings he had for her. Even it is wasn't what she wanted. She would decide if she still loved him or not. Should she give up all hope or hold on. This day was going to decide everything.

"This is going to be a long day…"

Later that day, Jack's POV

Jack was lying on his bed with a fresh new bottle of rum. It would be the third one he has had today. Ever since he and Amy had the fight, all he wanted to do was get drunk. He wanted to forget about her. He wanted to forget about how she broke his heart and kissed another guy. And yet, he didn't want to forget about her. Amy had brought joy into his life. She showed him how to have fun. She always made him smile. He liked how she stuck up for herself. She wouldn't let anyone treat her badly, or else she threatened to kill them. She was also the only person that was as big of a drunk as him. He liked how she was competition. She was always able to surprise him in some way. How he missed her.

"But she's gone now. Probably somewhere off with Harry. I knew I should have done something sooner, but I didn't. And look at me now. Left all alone with nothing but my ship, crew, and rum. Rum can help me get over her. Rum can heal anything." Jack opened his new bottle of rum and drank one-third of it.

"Maybe if I had believed her things would have turned out different. Why didn't I believe her? She tried to tell me the truth. If it wasn't the truth she wouldn't have pushed it so hard. I wonder how she's doing now. What I would give just to see a glimpse of her. Just to see if she's ok. I was a total idiot that night. I over reacted. I never even got to say that I…" Jack's words were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Jack? Can I come in?" It was Gibbs.

"Nothing's going to stop ye." Gibbs turned the doorknob and opened the door. He walked in to see Jack on his bed drinking rum.

"Jack, you've been drinking rum straight for the past three months. Why don't you give it a break tonight? You're going to kill yourself eventually."

"I just like drinking rum. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"No, it's just that…forget it. Zack, Duncan, and I are heading out for a while."

"What 'bout the rest of the crew?"

"Don't feel like going anywhere. Too tired."

"Ah. Where are ye going?"

"We're heading over to the pub."

"Alright."

"Did ye want to come?"

"No, I'll stay here."

"Ok…don't kill yourself from drinking."

"If I was going to I would have done that by now."

"Aye, ye would have. Well, I'm heading out. Be back in a few hours."

"Fine." Gibbs closed the door behind him and met Zack and Duncan in the hallway. They were not really going to the pub; they were going to see Amy instead.

Amy was lying on her bed reading a book, Romeo and Juliet.

"I have to get over Jack." She began to read Act III when she heard a knock coming from the door up on the deck. Amy marked the page she was on and walked up to the deck door. She unlocked the door with her keys and opened it to see a very familiar face standing outside.

"Gibbs!" Amy smiled and hugged Gibbs.

"What are you doing here? I thought we were going to meet at the pub tomorrow?"

"Thought I might surprise ye." Zack and Duncan and walking over from the side of the ship where they were hiding and smiled at Amy.

"Zack! Duncan!" Amy both gave them one big one hug and looked at all three of him.

"I didn't know you were coming too!"

"Well here we are," said Zack.

"Why don't you three come below deck? I have some rum if you want any. I know you haven't been able to do much with Jack working you all the time."

"It's true. We haven't had a good time since…I think when you left," replied Duncan.

"Oh yes…well…Jack…he…he can act really crazy sometimes. Come in before you guys get too cold. Is there anyone else hiding that I should know about?"

"Nope. Just us," Gibbs added. Amy opened the door wider so the three of them could walk through and closed the door behind them.

"You remember where the storage room is right Gibbs?"

"Of course I do."

"You three go in there while I get the rum."

"Don't ye keep your rum in there?" asked Gibbs.

"I used to but then I had to move it into my room because Jack…" Amy trailed off and frowned.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to…"

"No, it's ok Gibbs. You had no way of knowing. I'll just get the rum. You three go ahead. I'll be there in a minute." Amy forced on a smile and shooed them away towards the storage room as she went the other way to her room. Gibbs led them down the short walk into the storage room and all three of them pulled up a chair at the small table and sat down.

"Well she seems to be doing better than Jack," Zack said to break the silence.

"She's acting better than Jack. She's probably just hurtin' just as bad," Gibbs corrected Zack.

"But at least she's not drinking herself to sleep every night," added Duncan.

"She might be, but I don't think so. I can't smell any alcohol coming from her room. But instead of drinking, she has her singing keeping her occupied. If she didn't have that, she'd probably be just like Jack."

"Gibbs, are you sure we shouldn't tell Jack that Amy is here?" asked Zack.

"Yeah, I'm sure. If he knew that she was here, he never would step foot off the ship. Once he sees her, he'll have to make up his mind about her. If we want our captain back, it's the only thing we can do."

"Think he's going to kill us for not telling him?" asked Duncan.

"Nah. He'll forget 'bout it once when he sees Amy. He'll be so wrapped up in thinking about her, he won't have time to kill us," replied Zack with a little bit of a gleeful tone.

"Ye sound sort of happy about that," Duncan said with a smile.

"Well he'll be so wrapped up thinking about Amy, he won't be able notice if we slip out to the pub to drink some rum." All three of them could hear Amy coming down the hallway and quickly stopped talking as soon as she walked through the door.

"Are you guys alright? You look kind of funny," she asked.

"We're fine. Just talking about where we're sailing to next," Zack tried to cover up but was doing a bad job at it. Gibbs looked at him for making his pitiful attempt of changing the subject and shook his head.

"Ok then…well anyway, here's some rum." Amy sat down the three bottles on the table and sat down next to Gibbs.

"Why is there only three? Don't you have any?" asked Duncan.

"I don't feel like drinking. You guys can drink, it won't bother me." Duncan shrugged and opened his bottle, followed by Zack and both started to gulp down the whole thing. Gibbs didn't touch his bottle.

"When was the last time you guys had rum? You're drinking like you haven't had it in months." Amy laughed at them drinking their rum so vigorously and let them continue on drinking. Zack took the bottle away from his mouth for a second and turned to Amy as Duncan still kept drinking.

"Well, we don't have a lot of time to drink since Jack has us working almost every second of the day." Zack went back to drinking his rum as Duncan finally stopped drinking.

"How hard has Jack been working you?" Amy asked.

"Pretty hard. It's like he only wants to work now. It's very strange. Whenever we stop in a port, he hardly ever wants to go to the pub and drink rum. He just locks himself in his room. No one's really sure what he does in there. Probably drinks rum," Duncan answered Amy's question.

"I hope he doesn't kill himself."

"He hasn't yet."

"He'll get back to his usual self eventually. Don't worry."

"I don't think he will," Gibbs interrupted.

"Why not?"

"He lost something that was very important to him. He hasn't been the same without it."

"What did he lose?"

"You know perfectly well what he lost." Amy bit her lip and looked down at table

"Well if he really wants it back he shouldn't be afraid to go after it. He should be able to show at least some kind of feeling towards it. Show that he wants it back." Amy picked her head back up and looked at the three of them.

"Now I want there to be no more talk about Jack. Understand? I'll be right back. I guess I really do need some rum." Amy pushed herself away from the table and walked out of the room.

"You're right Gibbs. She's just as bad as Jack," Zack said.

"I know."

The Next Night, Jack's POV

"Jack?" Gibbs knocked on Jack's cabin door and waited for him to answer.

"What and come in because you will anyway." Gibbs opened the door and saw Jack lying on his bed with an unopened bottle for rum in his hands.

"Going to start drinking I see."

"I was."

"The crew and I are heading down to the pub. Why don't ye come with us?"

"Don't feel like it."

"Jack, you haven't been in a pub for two weeks now. Ye need to get out. You just stay in here all day drinking rum by yourself."

"What's wrong with that?"

"The crew is worrying about ya. Ye haven't been acting like yourself."

"I've been acting normal as far as I can tell."

"Then come with us. If you were really acting normal you would come. You would never turn down an invitation to drink rum."

"I feel like staying here."

"Jack, the crew is really worried about ya. You need to show them that you're still sane."

"But I'm not sane."

"Well, your kind of sane. Come on. I hear they have this really good singer there. You don't have to stay the whole night if you don't want to. Just come out for a couple of hours and you can come back here."

"And just why should I come with ye when I can stay here by meself and still drink rum?"

"To prove to the crew that we still have a captain that isn't going crazy and isn't going to work us to death. If ye come tonight, I'll never bug ye again to come with us."

"And that's why I should come with ye?"

"Do ye really want me coming in here everyday trying to drag you out of yer cabin? Jack, try coming back into reality." Jack sighed and looked at his rum bottle and then back at Gibbs. Jack put the bottle on the nightstand and got off the bed.

"Fine. I'll go out for one, only one, round of drinks. And then I'm coming straight back here. If ye try and get me to stay any longer against my free will, I'll make sure we leave at dawn. Savvy?"

"Aye, that'll do." Jack grabbed his coat and hat and stood next to Gibbs.

"Now let's hurry up and leave before I change my mind." Gibbs patted Jack on the back and smiled.

"Aye, we better."

"Why is it so crowded in here?" Jack and Gibbs walked into the pub and saw that every single table was taken and people were even standing along the walls since they couldn't get a seat.

"Don't know. Maybe it's the singer they have here. People say she's really good."

"She has to be to get this many people in here. Never seen this place so crowded. Is there any place to sit?"

"Crew came early and grabbed a table. Should be here somewhere." Jack and Gibbs fought their way through the crowd and spotted the crew sitting at a table in the middle of the large room.

"Hey looked who finally came out of hiding," said one of the crewmembers.

"I'm not staying here for long. I'm just here to prove that I'm not dead. Just here for one round of drinks and that's it." Both of them pulled up a chair and Jack was handed a bottle of rum by the one of the crewmembers. Jack nodded in thanks and noticed the majority of the male crowd was suddenly heading towards a small little stage in the back of the pub.

"What is with this girl?" The men were pushing and fighting with each other trying to get a place near the front to watch this girl. All of the men stopped when a girl stepped out into the stage and waited for them to stop fighting.

"Does he know?" Zack whispered to Gibbs.

"No. Still has no clue."

"Ye sure about doing this?"

"He'll thank me for it later."

"You sound pretty confident in yerself."

"They're made for each other. Actually, I've kind of always hoped they would end up together."

"How do you'll think he'll take it when he find out that she works here?"

"Well, we're 'bout to find out." The crowd cheered as the woman walked to the center of the stage. Jack looked at the girl and thought she seemed familiar. She was wearing a purple dress that reminded Jack of the dress Amy had and had lots of makeup on her face. Jack swore he had seen her somewhere. The girl smiled and looked over to where Jack was sitting. The girl looked at Jack and froze on stage. Jack realized who she was and froze in his place much like she had on stage. It was Amy.

"Gibbs…"

"Shhhh Jack. Watch the show."

Amy's POV

"I hate my job. I hate my job. I hate my job. I hate my job. I hate my job!" Amy was waiting in a small area over to the side of the side stage as she waited to go on.

"Don't worry. You only have a week left."

"Six days, thank you very much."

"Well excuse me."

"I'm sorry Tom. It's just that I hate this job so much. I have to wear so much stupid, bloody makeup on my face and I have to wear a dress! The men only come here because they like how I look. They like me because I remind them of a whore. They don't care about my singing."

"That's not true." Amy pointed over the where a group of me were fighting to get in front.

"Well, some maybe like that."

"All of them are like that Tom. I'm only in this for the money. God, I can't believe how low I've gotten."

"You are not low. Just the people out there are low."

"True and thanks."

"I think you have to go out there now before those men kill each other."

"Can't I stay back here? I find it amusing."

"No. Just think the sooner you get this show done, the sooner you can leave. Remember you're getting paid for this."

"Sadly that's true. Ok, I'm going." Amy stepped out onto the stage and waited for the men to stop fighting. Once they stopped fighting she forced on a smile and walked to the center of the stage. The men started to cheer and a few whistled at her.

'I hate my job. I hate my job. I hate my job. Just six more days and I'm gone forever. I hate my job.' Amy looked over the crowd and noticed the crew of the Black Pearl sitting in the center. She put on a genuine smile and noticed someone very familiar sitting with them and froze.

"Jack," she said to herself. He must have noticed her too because he froze in his spot too. She gulped and just stood there as the men cheered on.

"Amy sing!" Tom said over from the side and got her attention. She snapped back to reality and nodded at him. She turned back to the crowd and nodded to single that she was ready to sing. She gulped again and started singing when the crowd quieted down.

Amy was so relieved to finish that song. She wanted to get off the stage as soon as possible. She smiled back at the crowd as they were applauding her and waved at them. She took one quick look at Jack and his face showed no expression. She shook her head, quickly turned around and walked off the stage. Tom stopped her as she walked passed him.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Jack's out there!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure! That's why I froze out there! Thanks for helping me by the way."

"No problem."

"I know it was him because he froze just like me when he saw me! I've been worrying about what would happen if he saw me again. I guess Gibbs didn't tell him I worked here."

"Are you going to do anything about it?"

"I don't know. I guess I want to see if he still hates me first."

"Are you sure that's what you want to do?"

"Yes. I don't know how I would react if I thought he hated me."

"Sounds like you need to think about this. You can either makes things better between the two of you or you can not do anything about it and leave things the way they are."

"I don't want us to be hating each other for the rest of our life, but I'm not sure I could go up and just talk to him."

"Well you have time to think about it. You did a great job out there by the way, if it makes you feel any better. That was one of your best performances."

"Thanks. I had a reason to sing this time. That song was about him."

Jack's POV

Amy finished her and smiled back at the crowd. Jack hadn't seen her in three months and now here she is standing right in front of him. The men in the front were cheering and clapping as she waved at him. He saw her take one look at him and just sort of stared back at her. He saw her shake her head and walk away. The men still kept cheering and hollering at Amy even though she was gone and started to get on Jack's nerves.

'If those rats don't shut up within the next second, I'm going to go over there and make them shut up.' Eventually the crowd settled down and everything went back to normal.

"Well that was a nice show. Did ye enjoy it?"

"Gibbs, why didn't you tell me she was here?"

"I didn't think it would had been the best thing to do."

"Why? Did you think I wouldn't have come here if I knew she was here?"

"Yes. You would have stayed in your ship the entire time because you would have been afraid that you would run into her."

"Afraid? Me, afraid of running into her? I'm not afraid of anything."

"Well then if you're not afraid of anything, go and talk to her. Jack, you have to stop being so proud. She knows you're here and you know she's here. If there's anything you want to say to her, here's your chance." Jack stared blankly at the table trying to ignore Gibbs.

"Jack, this is your one chance. If you don't say anything to her now, you never will." Jack continued to stare at the table and took a drink of his rum.

"I'm heading back to the ship." He got out of his chair and walked away in a fast pace without every taking one look back.

"So, How'd he take it?" asked Duncan.

"Better than I thought. Didn't go into a huge riot."

"Did he go talk to her?"

"No. Still afraid."

"Think he's ever going to go after her?"

"I don't know. If he really loves her, he will go after her. We can't do any else about it now."

"Well I hope he does. I got a bet on whether or not they'll get together. I have money riding on them!"

Yay! Another chapter. Sorry to say it folks…but then end of this story is drawing very close. But do not fret, there is a sequel to follow! I am still working on it so the chapters will be up quickly. I must say…I'm very proud of you all! The amount of reviews really picked up once I said something. I knew you still had it in you. Let's see how long you can keep this streak going. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews! Ta!