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A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 31: The Hat

"Goodbye Jack." She opened her door, took one last look at Jack, and walked into her room closing the door behind her.

"Well that was…interesting." Amy put the stool back into the corner where it belonged and moved the chair back in front of the mirror.

"At least we got the whole Harry thing settled. That's a start. But he didn't tell me that he loved me. That's the one thing I wanted to hear. But it did sound like when I asked him what he was doing here he was trying to hide something. He had to have come here for some other reason. The rum here is nothing special. And I do know my rum. What other reason would he come here? There's nothing special about this pub…except that I'm working here. He could have just as easily gone to any other pub. But he came here instead. And he looked for me. And it seemed like he was trying to tell me something, but couldn't get the words out. He hesitated when I asked him what he was trying to say. And when I was yelling at him and I said that he couldn't love me, he immediately said that he never said that. And he said that sometimes it was hard to say the truth. So really…he never said that he didn't love me. But he never said it either. And he came out to apologize. And he did seem to hold me pretty tight. And then he stroked my hair and wiped away my tears and kissed my head. He acted like he cared for me. Like he really cared for me. Maybe, if the slightest chance, love me. Maybe. Unlikely though." Amy looked at herself in the mirror and started studying herself.

"Is this what I want? Do I only want to see Jack whenever I see the crew, which isn't that often? Do I want to keep hiding my emotions from him every time I see him? Do I only want to stay friends with him for the rest of my life? How much longer am I going to keep living like this? Am I going to keep torturing myself for not telling him that I love him? I'm tired of it." Amy sat down in the chair and placed her elbows on top of the small set of drawers and held her head with her hands. She sighed and looked down. There was a note laying on top of the table and was labeled Goldilocks.

"Jack Sparrow. That little sneak." She quickly opened the folded paper and started reading.

- In case I don't say it while I'm here, there's something I need to tell you. I can't wait any longer to say it.

Amy reread the note and carefully thought about what Jack said. He needed to tell her something important. But what was it? Instantly one thing went to her mind and smiled.

"To hell what I said before about not going after Jack! I don't care now! I'm going after him! Goddamn I love him and I'm going to tell him that!" Amy jumped out of her chair and ran towards the door. She flung the door open and looked out into the hallway. She hoped to see Jack standing in the hallway waiting for her, like she did to him, but he was nowhere to been seen.

"Bloody pirate." She slammed her door shut and ran down the hallway. Once she was out into the main area, she looked over the crowd to see if there was any sign of Jack. There was no sign of Jack anywhere.

"Amy, what are you doing?" She jumped and spun around to see Tom standing there.

"Jumpy little thing, aren't you."

"Where's Jack?"

"He left."

"Did you see which way he went? I need to know!"

"I think he when he walked outside he turned to the left but why-"

"I'll explain later. Right now I need to go find him. Thanks Tom!" Amy pushed her way through the crowd, knocking down a few people as she went, and fought her way to the door. She pushed the door open and ran out into the street.

"JACK!" She still couldn't see any sign of him. Amy picked up the front of her dress and started running to the left towards the docks. She ran as fast as she could, keeping an eye out for Jack the whole time. She made it to the docks and still had seen no sign of him. Shouting out his name every chance she could, ran down along the docks, hoping to find the Black Pearl.

Along her way there, she had failed to notice that that a wild turkey had gotten loose from it owner. The turkey was running wildly through like it was rabid trying to get away from its master and was heading Amy's way. As she was running thinking about Jack, she didn't look down on the ground to see the turkey. The rabid poultry ran right in front of her causing to trip over her dress and fall face first into the ground.

'Oh yeah. This is great.' Luckily, her arms cushioned her fall and prevented her from landing in her face. She lifted herself up off the ground and brushed the dirt off her dress.

"Damn turkey." Amy brushed the rest of the dirt off her and began running forward. As soon as she took her first step she nearly fell over from her ankle. During the fall, she had twisted her ankle the wrong way and now it was sore.

"Stupid bloody turkey. The next time I see it, I'm going to kill it and have me a nice roasted turkey for dinner. Where can he be? He was with me not that long ago." Not much further ahead, Amy could see the sails of the Black Pearl. Smiling at the sight, knowing that she would see Jack again, picked up her speed and ran towards it. Well, running as best she could while limping on her right leg. She ran up onto the deck, and headed straight to the mast. She leaned against it, catching her breath, and sat on the floor.

"Amy is that you?" She looked up to see Gibbs staring at her.

"Gibbs!" He held out an arm for Amy to take and pulled her up.

"What happened to you? You seem out of breath."

"I just ran all the way from the pub to here, and I tripped over a bloody bird. Where's Jack?"

"He went out."

"You mean he hasn't come back yet?"

"No."

"You mean I did all that running for nothing?"

"Guess so."

"Bloody pirate. Well, when you see him, tell him…tell him that I have something very important I need to tell him. He'll know what I'm talking about."

"Aye. I can do that. Do ye want to rest here?"

"No, it's fine. I'll go back to my ship and rest there."

"Ye sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I'll be fine. Don't worry."

"Alright, if you say so. And be careful. Never know what might happen here."

"Aren't I always careful?" Gibbs smiled and patted Amy's shoulder. She waved goodbye to him and walked off the ship.

"He's not here. Where else could he have gone? Maybe Tom gave me the wrong directions. Or maybe he went somewhere else. Maybe to another pub. But he couldn't leave just like that. Not without explaining anything. Or maybe he can. I mean, he is a pirate after all. It is what they do best. I always tell myself that. Since he's a pirate, he won't come after me. You know what? I'm not going to blame on him being a pirate for not coming after me. That shouldn't have any reason. It's him himself. He better do something about it soon, or else he's out of luck."

Amy was standing in front of her ship. She had walked all the way from the Black Pearl to her ship. She had no energy left from running so much and was glad to see the sight of her ship. Plus she needed to rest her ankle. She walked onto to her ship, across the deck, and below deck. She opened the door to her room, limping, and then closed it behind her once she walked in.

"He's gone…again. And thanks to him I tripped over a bloody oversized bird and my ankle is killing me. He's probably at some other pub right now with a whore on his lap. Heck, probably has two whores on his lap. They flock to him like chickens." Amy took the ribbon out of her hair and placed it on her vanity.

"But it's too late now. He's gone and I have no idea where he is. Again." She grabbed the star pendant that Jack had given her and hugged it with her hand. She walked over to her bed to lie down, but saw a tattered hat sitting in the middle of her bed. Amy picked up the hat and examined it more closely.

"This looks exactly like…"

"My hat?" Amy looked up and over to her door and saw Jack Sparrow standing right next to her door leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest and his signature smirk on his face.

"JACK?"

"Miss me?"

Amy was so surprised; she almost couldn't find her voice. But as always, she did. "Jack! Oh my god! What are you doing here?"

"To show ye that I'm not in a pub with two whores on my lap, that's for sure." Jack walked closer to Amy's bed and leaned against one of the bedposts.

"Oh. You heard that?"

"Why would ye think I would do that?" Amy looked down at the bed in embarrassment to try avoid looking at Jack.

"I don't know. It just seems like something you would do. You rushed out of there so fast and that's where I thought you had gone."

"Well ye can clearly see that I'm here. And really I don't like two on me lap at once. Cuts off the blood flow. Very uncomfortable." Amy laughed at this and looked back up at him and smiled.

"And is that still going to be a problem?"

"It shouldn't be, since I'll have someone else on my lap." Amy understood what he meant started to blush.

"So really Jack…why are you over here?"

"I came to see ye. I told you I had to tell ye something very important in that note I left ya."

"Yes, I found that. Never call me Goldilocks again."

"Can't make any promises." Amy sighed and shook her head.

"What did you want to tell me?"

"Oh yeah. That. Well I wanted to tell ye that…"

"Yes?" Amy took a few steps closer to Jack.

"I want to tell you that I…"

"You what?"

"Um…how 'bout you just guess and I'll tell ye if you're right or not?"

Amy laughed and shook her head. "No. I want to hear this straight from your mouth."

"You're really going to make me work for this?"

"Yep. Come on just say it. Is it good news or bad news?"

"Good news…I hope."

"You hope?"

"Well, I'm not sure how ye would react to this."

"Then just shout it out."

"I don't know…"

"Just shout it out! I'm not going to let you leave this room until you say it. I know you wanted to tell me something back at the pub and I think I've waited long enough to hear it."

"It's just hard for me to say this."

"Just say it!"

"But I don't know…"

"SAY IT!"

"ALRIGHT! DON'T KILL ME! I LOVE YOU!"

"I LOVE YOU TOO! THAT'S LIKE THE FIRST TIME WE'VE EVER SAID THAT!"

"I KNOW!"

"WHY ARE WE YELLING?"

"I DON'T KNOW! YE STARTED IT!"

"NO I DIDN'T!"

"YES YE DID!"

"NO I DIDN'T!"

"YES YE DID!"

"NO I DIDN'T!"

"YES YE DID!"

"FINE! I STARTED IT! BUT THAT'S ONLY BECAUSE I WANTED YOU TO TELL ME THAT YOU LOVED ME!" Amy gasped at what she had said and put her hand over her mouth. She looked away from Jack and stared at the floor instead. She took her hand away from her mouth and started to walk in a fast pace towards the door. Amy was in the middle of the room when she felt a hand grab hers and pulled her back towards her bed. Jack made her stand right in front of him and still held on to her hand.

"What did ye say?" Amy gulped.

"I said it was my fault that we were yelling."

"Before that."

"Oh. Well, I asked why we were yelling."

"Do you really mean what ye said before?"

"You mean that I…" Jack nodded.

"Yes. And do you…"

"Yeah. So we both…"

"Yep."

"Hmm. Interesting."

"Interesting? All you can say is interesting?"

"That's the only thing I can think of to say."

"You can't think of anything else to say?" Amy rolled her eyes back and sighed. She started to take one step away, but then was pulled back by an arm around her waist. Jack cupped her chin with his hand and looked deep into her eyes. Amy studied his eyes and tried to find any hint of lying. She was unsuccessful. All she found was truth, lust, passion, but mostly love. For once she knew that he was not lying. He honestly and truly loved her. And she loved him just as much back.

Jack closed all space between them and crashed his lips onto hers. A sudden rush of lust and passion rushed through her body. A feeling she had not felt for a long time. A moan escaped her mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck. This was the moment she had been dreaming of for the last three months. Everything felt right again. And for the first time in a long while, she was happy. His hands ran all over her back and weaved through her hair. Oh, how she had missed the feeling. She let herself melt into him and felt as if her feet were off the ground. Then she realized that she felt like flying because Jack had picked her up off the ground. She let out a high-pitched squeal started giggling, but neither one of them broke the kiss. Before she knew it, she felt herself being put down on her bed, but landed on something lumpy. Amy let out a small moan and pushed Jack away.

"Ow."

"What?" Amy reached one arm under her back and pulled out Jack's hat from beneath her.

"I landed on your hat." Jack grabbed his hat from Amy and tossed it on the floor.

"Are you sure you want to do that? I mean, that's your hat. It might get dirty."

"I have more important things to do right now."

"You're putting me before your hat? I feel so special." Jack grinned. He kissed Amy again and slowly laid her flat down on the bed, still with his arms around her. Amy put the hand she used to grab Jack's hat on his back and still kept one arm around his neck. She pulled herself as close to Jack as possible and he tightened his grip around her waist. All space between was gone just as it was a few moments before. Suddenly, she felt a little pinch on her bum and made a high sounding squeak. She playfully slapped Jack on his head and felt him pull away from her.

"Ye sound like a mouse."

"That's nice to know."

"No, I like it. It sounds cute when ye make it."

"Wonderful." Jack looked down at Amy's neck and saw she was wearing the necklace he gave her. He fingered the star and smirked at Amy.

"I see you found me letter."

"Yes I did. Thanks for the necklace. How did you know I like purple?"

"Well ye wear a purple sash, have a purple bedspread, and wore a purple dress to yer friend's wedding."

"Oh yeah. Guess it's kind of obvious. And I'm guessing you found my letter also?"

"Found it this mornin'. I don't think I would have come and found ye if I didn't read it."

"Good thing I wrote it then." He picked up the star and held it in hand.

"This necklace was really made for you, luv."

"I know."

"You did hear me right? I called you luv."

"I know."

"Aren't ya going to hit me or somethin'?"

"Why would I?"

"Because I called you luv."

"Well I figured that since you do love me, then the name would be appropriate."

"Ah. So yer not going to slap me from now on when I call ye that?"

"No. But I will slap you if you call me Goldilocks."

"Nice to know in advance." Amy smiled and gave Jack a small kiss.

"So…am I your shining star?"

"What?"

"On this necklace you attached a note that said 'To my shining star, who brings me light'."

"Oh yeah. Forgot 'bout that."

"So, am I your shining star?" Jack chuckled and kissed Amy.

"You're my shining star."

Yay! The story is over! But I have two more chapters to post up. The first one is technically an epilogue, but the only reason I wrote was because I was bored that day. The in the second one, you get to find out who wins the bet and meet the Rabid Chickens of Tortuga! Mwhahahahaha –evil laugh- So you still have those two things left to enjoy. Do not be sad because this story is not over! Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. Keep sending them please! TA!