A/N- In case you haven't noticed, he only calls her "me wee bonnie lass" or "me lassie" or "me lass" when they are dating, but just "lass" or "lassie" when they aren't.
Jealousy, the One-Shot
Scotty doesn't understand why he is jealous of the drunken idiot that decided to flirt with Emily. She is trying to be polite, turning him away calmly while enjoying her drink. She was slowly losing her patience and Scotty's jealousy coiled tightly around him, making his fists clench. He suddenly got up and wrapped one of his arms around her shoulders, causing her to look up at him in surprise, before it slid to a smile.
He didn't notice that though, he was too busy glaring at the drunken idiot. Slowly, the guy got it and he took a seat right next to her in a protective fashion, though his arm dropped. "Are you all right lassie?" he inquired softly.
"Yeah," she responded.
He nodded a little and both focused on their drinks, which were identical. She sat there and sighed softly, rubbing her temples. "Thank you for saving me Scotty," she stated and he smiled.
"It was no trouble lassie," he responded, feeling like his world got a bit brighter.
