Helga's hands trembled a bit as she opened the door and yanked Brainy inside. She quickly checked the hallway and then closed the door again, looking up at him. She was suddenly very glad he was here. He didn't hang around (anymore) when Gerald was with her, but when she was alone he wasn't too far.

"Would you like to explain what the hell just happened out there?"

Helga faltered a bit and looked down, and then back up and took a breath. "I...I have no idea. He...Arnold...he was waiting for me. He started saying all this stuff about how he knew that I liked him. I said that I didn't anymore...then he kissed me...god Brainy. I've been waiting so long for him to kiss me. I mean I know when we were younger I stole a few kisses. But this was a kiss he gave me."

"That doesn't make it right."

"What? Of course it doesn't! Phoebe's pregnant for Pete's sake. I don't know why he's doing this to me. Why now? When I'm finally starting to accept the fact I'm nearly over him? Now I'm just...I'm so torn."

"Helga." Brainy's expression softened a bit and he pulled her in to a hug. "Listen. Gerald loves you, and I know you love Gerald. I see how happy you two are together. Please...don't throw all that away..."

Helga leaned against him and closed her eyes. "I...I won't..." She sighed. "Maybe...I should talk to Phoebe. I...I haven't talked to her in a long time."

Brainy smiled and kissed her forehead. "Good girl. You should. After all she was your best friend."

"Yeah." Helga gave a wry smile and then stepped away as her cellphone rang. "That would be Gerald."

"Yes it would be." He moved to the door. "Everything will be alright Helga." He promised before leaving.

"HE DID WHAT?" Gerald shouted, eyes blazing with anger. Gerald had come back to the hotel room in a good mood, but he realized Helga was off, something was bothering her. She had just finished explaining what had happened.

"Don't shout like that!" Helga said and took a breath. "Nearly gave me a heart attack. I...I don't know why he did it..."

Gerald closed his eyes a moment, trying to calm himself, but it was hard. "I'm going to find him. You stay here." Gerald said quietly, opening his eyes again and looking at her. He kissed her gently on the forehead and then left the hotel room.

Nothing good will come of this. Helga thought as she watched him leave with worried eyes.

Helga was completely right.

"Don't you ever go near her again! Do you got that!" Gerald was shouting. He had Arnold up against the wall of Arnold's hotel room, by the neck.

Arnold hadn't talked to Gerald in a while so when Gerald showed up with a couple beers he didn't see anything off. Phoebe was down at the hotel spa with Rhonda, Patty, and some of the other girls. Then when Gerald set the beers down and looked so angry, Arnold was taken off guard.

"G...Got it..." He choked out and Gerald let him drop to the ground. "I mean it Shortman. Don't think I haven't noticed you eying her since we've been here, and last year too." He stepped on Arnold's hand so Arnold couldn't get up. "If you touch her again, I will not be so nice." Then Gerald left.

Nice. That was being nice? Arnold thought after Gerald left. What had he gotten himself in to? It didn't matter. Gerald wouldn't find out about the next time, he would make sure of that.

A/N: Sorry this is so short guys!