Treasure

Colt:

Colt growled as he stormed to his room. He sat down and ran a hand through his hair. Why did this have to be so complicated. He shook his head. He would have to forget it all.


**Ok, skipping some time***

Velna:

Velna woke up every muscle in her body crying out. She sat up and ran a hand through her hair. Why did everything look different, it looked like the size of her old room on the ship, just decorated different. She froze, this was Chris' room. She looked around, what had she done, what happened. He was no where in site though.

"Uh oh.' She groaned.

Cook ~ *I'm putting him in first person*

I jerked my head up, hearing a noise from the door. My eyes followed up to it, discovering the small beam of light coming from the outside. Did somebody see me kiss Amber? It was nothing serious, she's asleep, after all.

I got up from the best, grazing my hand along her face one last time; she was unbelieveably beautiful. I flung upon the door and stepped outside, the harsh sea air pummeling me mercilessly. The boat was gently swaying from side to side, a reminder to all those that we lived and breathed the ocean.

Colt. It must have been Colt. Does he feel the same way about Amber I do? Oh, this was great. Who knew so much drama could happen on such a small ship? I strolled across the deck, opening the door to one of the hallways. Inside, multiple rooms lined the wall. Colts was the last one's down.

Knocking gently, I leaned slightly closer to the door, breathing in the strong scent of pine. "Colt?" I called. "You in there?"


Amber ~ *More first person!*

***Time past***

Jesus, my head hurt. My hand flew to my forehead, fingering the thick tape that was wrapped around my head. What the hell happened? I was getting some water for Velna, and I got this giant pot from Cook. I was climbing up the stairs, he warned me to be careful..

Shit. I fell down the stairs, didn't I? I groaned and slipped the blanket off me, nearly crashing onto the wooden floor. My legs felt like they were going to give out any second. Oops, there I went. I dropped onto the floor, but decided that I didn't want to climb back into bed.

I reached the door within due time and strained my hand to reach the knob. Managing to open the door I crawled out into the sunlight, nearly spilling off the deck. The boat was really moving back and forth. I held onto the railing of the boat and stood up, with much difficulty.

Voices emanated from the cabins on the other side of the ship. My ears perked up as I slowly moved toward the hallway, trying to listen in on the conversation. I could barely move - whoever healed me practically wrapped my entire body in guaze.

The voices got louder as I moved closer. I entered the hallway, waddling down the doors. They were arguing. What about?

Colt:

"Ya." He called back laying on the bed. He wasn't about to let on what he had seen.

"Can I come in?" Cook called.

"Sure," Colt replied. When Cook stepped in he looked up from the bed. "You get her to her cabin?" He asked nochantly looking up at the ceiling.

*tears*

"Yeah." I nodded, averting my eyes from his face. "She's pretty beaten, but she'll heal quick." I explained.

"How exactly did she fall?" Colt asked me, staring right through me. I scratched my head, not knowing what to say. Her stumble was partially my fault.

"She was getting water for Velna, and the pot she was carrying was quite large." Colt was listening intently. "She tripped on one of the steps and fell through."

"You didn't care to warn her about the steps?" he frowned. I looked down at the floor and opened my mouth to speak. "Shouldn't you be more careful around situations as hazardous as those? How large was the pot, Cook?"

"Pretty large." I mumbled.

Colt:

Colt frowned. "Cook!" Colt shook his head and looked back up at the ceiling.

"I tried to stop her, she wouldn't listen." Cook protested.

"I don't care, you shouldn't have let her." Colt growled. "Come on, m an, it's not that hard."

*Tears*

Cook frowned, sighing. "You don't realize how terrible I feel." I told him, trying to sound as sincere as possible. "I really care about Amber, and when she feel I actually believe that she could have.. you know."

Colt looked at him, running his hand through his hair. Images of what he'd just seen rushed back into his mind, and he sighed, trying to overcome them. "I don't know if I want you near Amber." he told him, and Cook's eyes widened. Surely he wasn't serious.

"What do you mean?" he asked, the volume in his voice shrinking. "I can't simply cut her out of my life, Colt. Be more realistic." Colt glared at him. He kissed her. He kissed. her. She wasn't even awake! How could he take advantage of her like that?

***Don't control Colt's feelings***

Colt:

"If you can't watch out for her then why should she be around you. All of the females on the ship are watched out for. The crew knows to make sure they are ok at all times." Colt looked back up at the ceiling. "Even if that means not letting them do something when their mind is set on it."

*ok, sorry, you put me in a jam.*

**Ha, sorry. I admit, I was trying to lead you. I want to get to the climax already!**

Cook ~

"Right." I nodded, looking up at the ceiling also. "Amber should be watched more carefully. Would you like me to have her with me at all times? She enjoys being in the kitchen." Perfect opportunity to get even closer. I can already tell that I'm on her good side. Her really good side.

Colt:

Colt growled inwardly, the last thing he wanted was Cook around Amber all the time. "No!" He said, probably a little to loud. He took a deep breath and released it. This was getting out of hand. "No." He said a little quiter. "She has work up here, and you have your work."


*tears*

Cook folded his arms. "There are enough people up here to take care of Amber's work. Besides, she's really hurt. I highly doubt she's capable of doing her job. The kitchen is a safe place to be - let me baby sit her during the day." I smiled. "That way she'll be out of your hair." Less competition.

Colt:

"SHe'll be resting until she gets better, and the last thing she needs is a babysitter!" Colt replied. He was going to stick to his guns about this. He wasn't about to let Cook be with her all day. Heck no was he going to.

*tears*

Cook huffed, folding his arms. "Fine," he spat. "Have it your way." Colt sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I just can't help but think Colt," he continued, meeting his eyes. "You aren't afraid of a little competition, are you?"

Colt:

Colt's gut twisted up but he just laughed. "Competition of what, Cook?" He laughed.


*tears*

I really didn't want to explain to him what I meant, but I took the liberty of doing so anyway. "I'm not an idiot Colt," I smiled, my eyes sparkling.

Colt laughed again. "Why do you think I hired you?" This small dialogue lifted some tension out of the room.

"I know how you're pretty much in love with Amber." I told him bluntly. I don't like wasting time dancing around the point. "And I just want to warn you that you have some competition."

Colt:

Colt laughed softly. "COok your going out of your ever lovin mind." He laughed. Inwardly he was frowning.


*tears*