AN: My bad... I forgot to post again . I think it's 'cuz of the lack of reviews though... they tend to remind me :P *hint*hint*
Happiness Is Not a Smoking Gun -11- Jackpot
"So I told him to make a hammock and lay in it naked for her. Best part is, he believed it!" Cas burst out laughing at her story.
Nick indeed had become a brother figure to her, and like all good sisters, she needed to pick on him and pull a prank once in a while. This would either go down as a great prank, in which Sophie would push him off the hammock, or there would be no sleep for either of them that night.
Either way.
Ellis tried to stifle his laughter, "Now, Cas, don'chew think that's a little mean?"
"Naw," cut in Coach, "it could go either way. Right, girl?"
Cas nodded, glancing at her friend from the corner of her eye. They had spotted the island a few hours ago and were now making their way towards it. Sophie was fully occupied with steering and Nick was looking for things to construct the hammock with.
The island hadn't been completely deserted. Still, none of the inhabitants were alive either. Being a small island (privately owned, they could assume), it only had one dock, another sail boat, and a single cottage. Mind you, this was a big cottage.
They took the first few hours searching the island for zombies. Only finding four (and assuming it was an unfortunate family), they buried them and took off to the cottage mansion.
"Oh my God!" Cas cried. "They have air conditioning!"
The other four whooped with excitement and set off to explore the large house. They found full provisions, fully furnished rooms, and everything else they could ask for.
"Guys!" Sophie called a minute later. "Sunscreen!"
Only Cas whooped.
Nick had gone off while no one was looking. He set up clues, coordinates, and was finally making his way to the other end of the island. He spotted the secluded beach while looking for zombies and thought it was the perfect location. A white, sandy beach, two palm trees close enough to string it up, and a sunset on the horizon (in a few hours).
He took all the rope he found and began knotting it together. Thankfully, he had done this before in an attempt to impress a few ladies in his younger years. Actually, he thought, around Sophie's age. Little did he know he would have to use the skill again.
All worth it, he reminded himself.
Inside, Sophie had just finished cooking a large meal for everyone. Once everyone was happily fed they filed into the living room and collapsed on a couch. Talking about what they were going to do on the island once they got there, Cas promptly cut them off by hastily sitting up.
"I—" she hesitated, bringing a hand to her stomach. "I think I just felt it kicking."
"No way!" exclaimed Sophie, leaping from her spot to kneel in-front of her friend. She placed a hand on the pregnant girl's belly and waited. Seconds later, she also felt a kick.
"WOW! Ellis, feel her belly!" she demanded.
It took a minute longer before the hick's eyes widened at the movement. He looked at Cas in awe before pulling her into a tight embrace. Sophie and Coach looked at each other, smiling and shaking their heads. They decided to leave to give the two a little privacy.
Walking into the kitchen, Sophie noticed a piece of paper and a metal object on the counter. Picking it up, she took note of the old tin compass and the note.
Fifty paces NE from the back of the house.
Her eyebrows raised and she looked around. Okay, so it was a game. Sophie liked games. She spread some sunscreen over herself, opting to leave her sweater behind for the occasion. Fifty paces in, she spotted another note stuck to a tree.
The grave site.
She grinned and took off towards where they buried the family. On the markers there was another slip of paper.
Follow the yellow brick road.
She furrowed her eyebrows together, looking up and around. Slightly further away she took note of a trail of pale coloured rocks. She followed the path, ending up in the middle of the island. So far the clues had taken her in a circle.
The path ended at a pile of rocks with another note.
Follow the sunset.
She looked into the sky to see the sun had indeed been setting, though it wasn't quite on the horizon yet. She jogged forward, coming out onto the beach. Looking around, she couldn't find anything, until she glanced back behind her.
There, on a hammock was Nick.
A very naked, glistening Nick.
She bit her lip, tempted to push him off. Instead, she decided she deserved a little reward for her hard work. He hadn't spotted her yet—his eyes had been closed. She stripped and carefully and silently sneaked over to him. She climbed in on top of him and stretched her body out over his, resting her head on his chest.
His eyes shot open, looking down at the top of her head. She looked up at him with big, blue, innocent eyes, and smiled.
"Do I get my prize now?"
It was all worth it.
"Maybe we could just stay here?" Cas suggested.
"Hmm, It'd be nice, but wut 'bout our friends?" Ellis asked.
"Mmm, good point."
Coach came back into the living room with three chocolate bars, handing one to each of the room's occupants. "I'm gon' take a wild guess here and say Sophie didn't push him off that hammock."
"Probably," muttered Cas, biting into her chocolate. "I hope she gets pregnant."
Coach and Ellis let out their laughter at the prospect. "She'd be terrible pregnant." Ellis finally said. More laughter.
"Now, how 'bout those baby names?" Ellis asked.
"I'm not very creative; you do it," Cas said.
"Really? Yer gon' let me name our boy?" He asked excitedly
"Yeah, yeah. Just get it over with."
"Hmmm, well, how 'bout Keith?"
Cas sat up and looked at Ellis. "Keith?" she asked. "Like, your best friend, Kieth?"
"Yeah, why not? If it were a girl, I would name it Chelsea."
Cas laughed, "Looks like you're not very creative either."
"Hey!"
She shoved him back down and leant on his chest. "Alright. Keith. Should his middle name be Alexander?"
Coach caught the reference right away and nodded enthusiastically. After a few seconds Ellis caught on as well and let out a disbelieving laugh. "Sure!" he cheered, "Keith Alexander!"
"We should stay for a little while," suggested Nick.
Sophie smiled from her place resting on top of him. "We'll have to leave some time."
"Yeah, but we could stay for now."
She thought about it before resting her head back on his chest. "It'd be nice. We could ask everyone else tomorrow."
"Mmm, tomorrow."
"Cas told you to do this, didn't she?"
"How'd you know?"
Sophie chuckled. "It's Cas. She knows I like to get creative."
"So I just witnessed."
"Wasn't the first time, won't be the last time."
"Hey, Sophie?"
"Yeah?"
"If there was any woman I had to be stuck with for the rest of my life, I'm glad it's you."
"Now you know I'm not one for the romantic bullshit."
"Heh, yeah. I know."
"But that was sweet," she adjusted her head, "in a tough-guy sort-of way."
The next morning Cas woke up and went down to the kitchen for a glass of water. She spotted the couple through the glass out on the deck, lounging in lawn chairs, holding hands.
She grabbed her glass and walked out onto the deck to join them.
"Have fun last night?"
Sophie looked up and grinned. "Tons, what about you guys?"
"We named the baby."
"Oh?"
"Keith Alexander."
Both Sophie and Nick burst out laughing. "How much of a hick couple do you have to be to name your kid after alcohol?" Nick choked out.
"Now, come on, Nick," Sophie defended, "It's hilarious."
Cas smiled and sat down on a chair beside them.
"So, I was thinking," Sophie started.
"Yeah?" Cas asked.
"Since I'm the new captain of The Cod Father and I don't want you to have a bastard child, how about I marry you two lovely young people on my boat?"
FN: I've been telling people that I'm actually going to name my kid Keith Alexander XD lol, then the second kid would be James Logan... not 'cuz of Wolverine or anything...