AN: Once again... all good things must come to an end. I think there's going to be about three more chaps. We've been planning though, so don't fret too much :)

Happiness Is Not a Smoking Gun -15- Charlie Bit Me

"Don't worry about it," Sophie assured. She glanced at Jake, "I'm happily married and a faithful wife." She was about to walk over to Nick, but an arm was draped across her shoulder.

"In which case, I'm sure Mr. Faithful Husband wouldn't mind Mrs. Faithful Wife giving me a little moonlit tour around the beach?"

Nick scoffed loudly and Chad grinned. "Sure he won't! You can take Charlie—"

"NO!" Sophie cried. Everyone looked at her with surprise except for Cas, who was grinning like a fool. "Uh, it's just—he doesn't like me very much. But Cas! He likes you! Why don't you keep the mutt company!"

The dog growled at the blonde girl and she shot him a glare. Wanting to get out of the house, she turned back to look at Jake. "I think I could provide a tour if I could have Nick tag along?"

Jake looked over her shoulder, noticing Nick sit up a little taller. He looked back down to her. "Nah, he'll be fine. Come on, I want to see the best places on the island." With his arm still draped over her shoulders, he guided her out onto the porch and into the dimly lit night.

Nick glared at Elliot. "If your buddy does anything to her and I hear about it. There will be hell to pay."

Elliot gave no response, but Chad laughed. "Ha! Insecure? What, unable to please your wife so you're worried she's gonna go off with another man?"

"Why I outta—"

"Nick!" Cas intercepted, "Don't worry. Sophie's not going to do anything."

Of course, the little nagging voice in the back of her mind said

I hope.

"And here's the hammock. You can get a great view of the sunset from here."

She was trying to keep her mind off the boy by being the perfect tour guide. If she had a job to do, her mind was less likely to wander to foreign places.

It wasn't that she was unfaithful. It was more she was young and hormonal and he was, well, delicious.

"You made a hammock?" Jake questioned, getting into it.

"Mmhmm, Nick made it for me." she said.

Jake smirked, "Ohhh, so your hubby made it for you. How romantic."

"It was."

"Tell me something, Soph', can I call you Soph? How long have you two been married?"

"Four months."

He whistled. "That's it? Wow. So you two must still be pretty happy together. How old are you anyway? He seems an awful lot older than you." He flashed a charming smile. "But I could be wrong. It could be because you're so pretty."

She flushed at the comment. "I'm 18. He's 35. I always went for older men anyway."

His eyebrows shot up. "Jesus—that much of an age gap? I'm only 24 myself." He looked at her slyly, "Still an older man."

She scoffed. "Look. I know what you're trying to do. I'm not as oblivious as Cas when it comes to flirting. If you're trying to get into my pants, it's not going to work."

Jake shot up and sat at the edge of the hammock. "Why not?"

"Because I'm married!"

"No one has to know."

"They'll know."

"How?"

"The fact that we'll be gone for more than what is necessary."

"So we stopped and had a chat for a while."

"You're ridiculous."

"Don't tell me you don't find me attractive and charming."

Sophie withered in her argument. She couldn't deny that—not truthfully.

"So, what if I do?"

He grinned and leaned forward. "Then let me kiss you."

"No."

"Just one kiss."

"Will it make you shut up?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

She smashed her lips to his in a hasty kiss, pulling away just as fast as she got there. She wanted to hit herself for liking it. Smacking her wrist and standing to her full height (which wasn't much), she took off in the direction of the cottage.

"H—hey! Wait up!"

She practically marched into the cottage, storming across the room and plopping herself into Nicks lap. She curled into him and he snaked his arms around her. Jake walked in smugly, glancing at the couple.

"Can we go to bed now?" Sophie asked.

"Oh, sure," he said. "I saw, what, four rooms? How about I'll bunk with you, Chad can stay with Cas, Coach with Elliot and the devoted husbands together?"

Sophie let her face fall. Cas stood up. "Okay, but I get Charlie too!"

Her friend almost burst out laughing at the pregnant lady.

It was safe to say that Sophie wouldn't have slept that night even if she wasn't looking out for her moral safety. Still, she tolerated the way Jake pressed himself against her back and held her to him. All she would have to do was wait for him to be asleep before she could get up. When she finally felt his breathing slow, she skillfully wriggled out of his arms and slipped off the bed. It was a skill she acquired with Nick—and Nicks grips were much tighter than Jakes.

She spent a few hours peering into rooms to make sure nothing funny happened. Ellis and Nick were on opposite ends of the large bed they had to share, Coach was snoring contently from his single bed and there was a dog between Cas and Chad. Nodding to herself, she decided to check her boat to make sure everything was on it and ready to go for the morning.

While checking her own boat, Sophie's eyes drifted to the other boat. Jake's boat. She tried keeping it to herself mostly. Before the apocalypse, Sophie had been a slight kleptomaniac. Along with this, she could never turn down the opportunity to snoop around for anything worth stealing. So, she figured if they were pirates, and if everyone else was sound asleep, there was no harm in taking a look around.

Just a peek.

Nothing intentionally incriminating.

Of course, her "peek" resulted in a few extra cans of gas, canned food, a pair of trunks for Ellis (leaving the Speedo in its place), and a value pack of matches.

She snuck back into bed barely half an hour before he woke up. When he did, he grinned and pulled her closer. At least, she thought he was grinning; with her back faced to him she could only assume.

"Good morning, beautiful," he greeted.

"I've been awake for a while. Can I get up now?"

"So soon?"

"I'd like to make breakfast before we go."

"Mmm, sounds good."

As she got up to go to the kitchen he smacked her ass.

After preparing breakfast, the task of waking everyone for it was at hand.

"Wanna be of some use?" she asked Jake, who had been watching her all morning. Just as he was about to make a remark she cut him off. "Go wake up my husband. I'm getting Cas."

Walking into the bedroom was fine. Even with all the noise she made the two still didn't wake up. She rolled her eyes and went to grab Cas' shoulder to wake her.

The dog's head whipped around and bit down on the offending hand.

"SON OF A BITCH!"

Needless to say, everyone was awake after that.

After breakfast, the group had decided that it was best to leave. Cas was still making fun of Sophie.

"Ha, ha; Charlie bit you."

Sophie glared at her companion before taking off to her boat. Cas hugged Chad in a friendly manner, then crouched down to pet Charlie. "Who's a good boy?" she cooed.

"He isn't," Sophie grumbled bitterly.

Jake came up behind her. "If you ever get sick of him, I'll be waiting here," he offered.

She grinned at him. "Nah, I don't think you'll want me back after I'm gone."

And with that, they left.

"So what did you steal?" Asked Cas as soon as the island was out of sight.

"A few cans of gas, some food, matches, and trunks for Ellis," she replied, not bothering to look at her friends reaction.

Ellis cheered.

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