This story is set about four months after that Halloween in the finale when Robin decided that she was not going to be apart of the gang anymore. So everything that happened in the finale up to that point has happened in this story. I don't really have any plans for a chapter two just yet, but if people are interested I have a few ideas.

Chapter One: Jealousy

Barney set out into the winter night. He pulled his suit jacket around him to keep warm. He headed into the nearest bar. It wasn't the gangs usual bar. He knew how much they hated it when he picked up girls there anyway. He had recently started coming to this new bar, which was closer to his house. This bar was also particularly easy because everybody who came here was looking to get laid. He often didn't have to create a fake persona and could be himself, if an introduction was even needed.

He sat in his usual seat and ordered his usual drink. He liked to scan the room before he started drinking, in order to find the hottest girl. This night he found her much faster than before. Her back was turned to him, but he could already see she was tall and skinny. Her dark hair was curled in tight curls resting on her shoulders. What drew him in most was the length of her dress. The short back fabric barely reaching the end of her ass. She would be easy, he knew she definitely came here for one thing. His only problem was that she was already talking to two guys. Barney Stinson always liked a challenge.

He lingered by the bar for a couple more minutes, finishing his drink. The girl got up from the table and threw her head back laughing. That was when Barney finally got a look at her face. His heart skipped a beat as he recognized the blue of her eyes and her smile. By chance, she turned to face him.

For a second Robin paused, at the end of the bar Barney was staring at her. She pretended not to notice and went up to get another drink, the two guys she was with following close behind. She focused all her energy on not thinking about him, but she was trying so hard that the only thing she was thinking about, was him. She drank four more drinks, willing herself to forget.

Barney watched as Robin walked right passed him, as if he didn't exist. He counted the number of drinks she had. He knew that Robin could hold her scotch well, but not this well. Robin stood up and almost fell over. One of the guys she was with caught her and held her up. Once she could stand on her own she headed to the bathroom. Barney hoped that she would get sick and go home. He didn't want her to sleep with those guys. He didn't know if he was being a jealous ex or if he just didn't want anything to happen to Robin.

Robin walked out of the bathroom and straight to the bar. Barney sat down next to her. "Do you want another drink? I'll buy," he said. Robin stared at him, quiet for a while before finally answering him.

"Okay. I'll get my regular," she told him. She was surprised that he still knew exactly what she was talking about.

"What are you doing here Robin?" He asked, she could feel the concern in his voice.

"Same thing you are," she said, her eyes gleaming. Barney hated this side of her.

"Robin you're drunk, maybe you should just go home," he said, right as the bartender gave her a drink. She took a long swig, drowning half the glass. "Alone."

"Trust me, I'm not going home alone tonight. But it looks like you are," she drunkingly poked his tie as she spoke.

"Robin come on, I'll take you home."

"No."

"You don't really want to go home with those guys. They are assholes."

"Oh and you Barney Stinson, king of all assholes, would know." She stood up and almost fell over, but Barney grabbed her shoulders. Once she regained her balance she pushed him off.

"Don't touch me!" Robin screamed. She stumbled over to the guys she was with and sat in one of their laps. She rammed her tongue down his mouth and put her legs on the other guy. Who began to feel her up.

Barney was disgusted. He turned away so he wouldn't have to keep watching. "Hey man, that chick who was screaming at you left her phone on the table," a bartender told him.

"Thanks," Barney replied taking the phone, "I'll give it back to her." He held the phone in his hand and watched Robin throw herself on the guys. He told himself that he was just looking out for her and he wasn't actually a jealous ex. Robin was too intoxicated to take care of herself.

She still had the same passcode on her phone. As he opened it, he saw the time, it was 3 in the morning. He found Lily's name and sent her a message. I'm at the Bar on 17th street. very drunk. please help. He waited until Lily answered back, saying she was coming. He waved the bartender over, "Can you do me a favor and keep her here until a friend comes?" Barney asked, pointing at Robin. "Give this to the redhead who drags her out." He handed over the phone and a crisp Ben Franklin before heading out into the night.

Robin saw Barney leave the bar and found herself wishing he stayed.

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