Yolo peeps, I was sooooooooo disapointed at the one miniscule chapter of Gilan and Jenny in TLS. That's like, my favorite ship!

Anywho, This is basically my version of how "Dinner For Five" Should have gone.

Enjoy

~MooBerry

P.S.- Oh Yeah, Will and Halt are in my back yard shooting at target, A whole bunch of Skandians are on my roof drinking Some sort of liquor, Jenny took over my kitchen and is having Ladle Wars with Chubb, and Gilan. . . . . . . . Where'd Gilan go. Oh, Gilans nailing a sign to my door that says: "MOO BERRY DOESN'T OWN ANY OF US!"

Tomas was a big man with a flaring temper that ignited at the smallest of things. That made him very, very hard to please. But nothing made him happier then to hear the quiet clinking of Jews in the large burlap sacks. Mound and Nuttal, his comrades, we proud of their loot as well, but they were more great full that their boss was in such a good mood. The trio ran quietly through the woods, staying close enough to the road that they knew where they were going, but far enough away that the bandits were unseen.

"That silver smith didn't suspect a thing!" Nuttal snickered, his rat-like eyes bright with happiness.

"Not a Thing!" He added.

"Quiet you!" Tomas growled but he allowed a small smirk to pull at his mouth, this was the best theft he had ever preformed.

Mound smiled too, there was enough money in that sack to split evenly with out a quarrel and their plan was fool proof.

"How much farther to the house, Mound" Tomas growled, he was getting tired of running

"None at all sir," the largest robber pointed ahead, "we have arrived"

The group emerged from the trees at the back of the house. Inside Jenny, had just placed her leg of lamb into her stove and was rereading Gilan's letter for the fourth time. If the bandits had only come from across the road they would have seen her,

but they didn't.

Tomas licked his lips with anticipation as the silver jingled inside his bag again.

"Perfect" He said.

The gang walked up to the door step, laughing loudly. Nuttal was actually jumping from foot to foot with excitement. Mound reached for the door knob just as Jenny reached for another pan to fry her potatoes in. It clanked against a pot as she pulled it off a shelf. Mound froze, his hand hovering over the door knob. Tomas bumped into the giant man and dropped the valuables.

"Why'd you stop you dolt!" He hissed as he bent down to retrieve the money, but Nuttal, still spinning, crashed into the two villains. Tomas shoved the small man and Nuttal sprawled onto the dirt. Tomas sprang to his feet, all pleasantries gone now.

"You Idiots!" he seethed, he turned to Mound, "What's the matter!"

Mound tapped his lips with one finger,

"I heard some'thin."

Tomas snatched the bag up and pushed Mound out of the way.

"There's nothing here, she hasn't come home early all week!" He shouldered the door open and stomped into the house, making noise to prove his point. Mound and Nuttal shared a glance but stumbled into the hall after their leader.

Jenny stopped and turned slowly at the sound of her back door slamming open. She heard footsteps and loud voices.

"See. . . . . . . Nobody" A rough voice, The leader.

Jenny felt her heart pounding.

"I know I heard some'thin" Another gruff voice, the speaker sounded like a huge man.

"She's not here! She's been gone all week" The first voice

'oh gosh' Jenny thought 'they're talking about me'.

She stood frozen,

"Lets find a place to count our money" the first voice cackled.

'robbers!'

"Hey. . . . You smell dat" The Second voice

Jenny felt her heart skip. The lamb was starting to let off a wonderful sent.

Footsteps, but then they stopped, she heard whispering.

Jenny backed up,

'I need to hide!'

She quickly scanned her kitchen. There were small cupboards and a tiny pantry. The curtains were definitely not long enough to hide her. Jenny's eyes laid on her stove, maybe she could hide behind it! She rushed to the wall and crouched down, only to jump back again. The heat radiating off her fire was scalding.

She stood again, feeling a chill creep down her spine. The terrified chief had only been frantically looking for a few seconds but the footsteps were getting closer.

She heard There were two hallways leading to her kitchen. One from the living room or back door, obviously not the right choice. The other led to her bedroom and bathroom

Jenny backed into the second hall way she saw the shadow of a scrawny man walking into her kitchen. She ducked into her bedroom just as a rat faced man turned the corner. She felt tears of fear prick her eyes, It was about 4 hours after noon, 2 hours before Gilan would come. If these men were as dangerous as they sounded she would have to stay hidden.

Her bedroom was small. There was her bed, there was a small table, not nearly big enough to hide under though. Her closet was on the far side near the window.

'too obvious' she thought frantically where else she could hide. Then, the foot steps thumped down the hallway. Then, something clicked in her, in a blur she slid across the floor and under the bed. Her eyes squeezed shut, praying that Gilan would be here soon.

Hey! You like? tell me if you find it interesting. I need some feed back before i continue, i want to know that this is worth writing. I have another TVD fanfic that almost 12,000 people are reading, so if I don't get some reviews I'll just go back to that one