I don't own WoW. If I did, there would be some slight tweaking.

Jaina is drunk, and she's loving it. Or hating it. She doesn't quite know herself.

Rebound

It was a gooood party. Lotsa booze, lotsa fun…Damn, but she was drunk. Jaina Proudmoore, what would your father say if he could see you now? Pro'ly lecture. Hmmm…

Why had she been drinking again? Oh, yeaaaaahhh…

Today was the day that she and Arthas went on their first date.

A month from today they would have had their first kiss.

Two months from today, he would have held her in his arms and shyly told her he thought he loved her.

That's why she was drinking.

Damn Arthas. Damn those demons. Damn their anniversary. And damn the invitation to go to a celebration for both ogres and humans. If she hadn't gone, she wouldn't have remembered the party Arthas took her to, and then she wouldn't have gotten drunk. And now she knew she was walking, but she wasn't sure where.

"Jaina."

She turned. "Whoz er?"

Green skin, black armor. "Hiya, Thrall. Whatcha doin'?"

"Jaina, how many fingers am I holding up?"

"Six. No, twelve. No, three. No, one. No, twenty-eight. No-"

"I'm taking you home."

"But we haven't even been on a date yet!"

He looked at her for a minute. "I meant I'm bringing you back to your home. To sleep."

"By myself?"

A corner of Thrall's mouth twitched. "Yes."

"Oh." Jaina let Thrall take her arm in a gentlemanly fashion and walked with him for a few moments in silence. The she stopped, and looked up at him. She was sad, because the last person to walk with her like this was Arthas. The ogre looked at her as she said, "I'm lonely." Tears sprung up. "I'm so lonely."

Thrall's eyes softened and he continued to lead her out of the city to a ship that waited for her. He listened as she spoke (with a drunken slur) of how Arthas had been so wonderful to her, and how sad she had been when they broke off their relationship. He knew she would hate herself in the morning for saying these things.

Jaina stopped again, when they could see the ship from the top of a hill. She looked at Thrall again, and turned so that she stood face to face with him.

Then she reached up, pulled his head down, and kissed him. Jaina pulled back after a moment, and said "You have beautiful eyes."

Then she passed out.

This was my first WoW fic. Please be kind. Review. Wait, that didn't rhyme...