~Saturday~

"So is this Scott guy a fluke too?" Jack inquired of Lucy while Sue was at the fresh fruit buffet.

"Whatever do you mean, Jackson?" Her innocent expression didn't fool Jack.

"You know what I mean, Luce. You led me to believe that Sue and Tad Peters had gone out a couple of times."

"I said nothing of the sort," she refuted. "I merely said..."

"I know what you said and I know how you meant it," he snorted. "Your talent really is wasted as a rotor. Are you sure you don't want to go to Quantico and become a full-fledged agent? I can see you excelling in the interrogation department. You'd have a suspect so turned around he or she wouldn't know which end was up."

Sue returned, effectively ending Jack and Lucy's conversation, her eyes straying to the turquoise waters shimmering in the distance. "What are our plans for the day, Lucy?"

"Well," she said, sitting up straight and smiling brightly, "Daryl got a call from Scott, his friend that lives here and the groomsmen you'll be paired with," she said meaningfully, glancing at Jack with a saccharine sweet smile. "He teaches people how to surf over on the northern shore. He's coming to pick us up and show us where he works and teach us to windsurf if we want to."

"That sounds like fun," Sue agreed, turning to Jack. "Have you ever been windsurfing?"

"As a matter of fact, I have. I tried it on the west coast one time and didn't do too badly," he added for their information.

"Are you going to come with us or are you going to take advantage of me being busy and start your vacation?" Sue wanted to know.

Seeing the challenging glint in Lucy's eyes, he shook his head, glad to see a shadow of disappointment pass across Sue's face. "I'm going to check into a different kind of tour for tomorrow, make some arrangements if I can," he told her. "You up for a day trip if I can arrange it?"

"Me? Tomorrow?" His invitation took her by surprise. Her brows furrowed curiously. "Where are we going?"

"It'll be my surprise," he answered before giving his attention to Lucy. "Is that okay with you, Princess Bride? Can Sue come out and play tomorrow or do you have plans for her?"

Lucy rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at him. "That's fine. We don't have any formal plans for tomorrow. Daryl and I are going to visit his parents and then pick up the rest of the wedding party at the airport and get them settled. Monday is when the fun begins. From that day on, we have plans each day."

Jack laid his hand atop Sue's, waiting for her to turn to him. "So? Is it a date?" He heard Lucy's sputter of surprise, glad Sue was unaware of her friend's antics.

"A mystery trip? Hmmmm..." she pondered, a delicate flush of color suffusing her cheeks. She had not missed Jack's words. "How can a girl turn that down?"

"Great! It'll be fun, you'll see," he promised, squeezing her hand, reluctant to let it go. He didn't have a choice as seconds later he felt her pull her hand from his and shift her attention over his shoulder.

Daryl stood and gave the newcomer a firm handshake while Jack sized him up, not liking the way the man's eyes immediately fell to Sue. Daryl turned and introduced his friend. "Sue, Jack, this is Scott. Scott, these are mine and Lucy's friends, Sue Thomas and Jack Hudson."

"Aloha," he said, holding on to Sue's hand instead of releasing it. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes! I think we're going to get along just fine," he oozed before releasing her hand and turning to give Jack a compulsory handshake. "Who are you? Her brother?"

"Hardly," Jack clipped.

Lucy butted in, hoping to avoid a scene. "Jack is our team leader back at the FBI. He decided to come early for the wedding and enjoy some vacation time."

"So he's coming with us today?" Scott asked, looking to Daryl.

"No," Lucy answered. "He's planning something secretive for tomorrow."

"Good, because my car won't hold five. I brought the convertible." Leaning over, he pulled Sue's chair out, taking her by the arm when she stood. "Come on, Susie, let's go on ahead and start getting acquainted. Daryl, Lucy, we'll meet you at the car." Turning, he half pulled, half led Sue from the room, giving her no choice but to go with him, especially when he changed his hold and wrapped his arm around her waist.

Lucy watched Jack's expression harden before she turned to Daryl. "What's with him?" she asked, pointing after Scott. "He's acting like a total jerk. He wasn't that way when I met him last month at your parent's house."

Daryl's expression was grim. "I don't know. Hopefully it was simply a misguided effort to impress Sue. I'm sure he'll calm down. Maybe he's just nervous around new people."

"He's your friend, Dear. You should know," Lucy pointed out.

"He's a high school friend and my parents and his are very close. I haven't been around him that much, but when we decided to have the wedding here my parents encouraged me to include him." Giving both Lucy and Jack an encouraging smile he added, "I'm sure everything will be fine. Jack, enjoy your free day. Lucy, we need to get our stuff and go. I can't wait to get back out on the water. I used to be a pretty good on the waves."

"See ya later, Jack. We should be home in time for dinner."

"I'll be here," he promised, watching them depart, wishing he could ease the knot that had formed in his stomach.