Okay people, this scene is just for fun mostly. It also happens to be a scene where a lot of things gets messed up…dun, dun, dun…

Also there's a bit of swearing in this chapter, just thought I'd warn ya

Chapter Nine

Amber woke up and bolted up in panic. It was way after sunrise and she'd still been in bed. She was just about to run out in panic when she realized she was no longer a thief. She was a bartender and didn't need to get up so early. She sat down on her bed in disgust. Old habits died hard, and these habits died harder than most. A thief was her profession it was what she was known as. Then she remembered why she stopped being a thief, and went out to the bar.

"Morning." Jonas said, cheerfully.

"Hey." Amber said, trying to smile. "Where's Dean?"

"Working." Jonas replied with a slight grin.

"Oh…right." Amber said, feeling foolish.

Jonas just laughed and the two of them got through the morning light heartedly without mentioning Amber's ex or Dean's job.

"Hey, did I tell you bout last night?" Jonas asked grinning.

'No." Amber replied narrowing her eyes at him. "Tell me."

"Oh its nothing." Jonas said, grinning mischievously. "Forget I said anything."

"No way, tell me." Amber said, going over and sitting on his lap childishly, wrapping one arm around his neck like a little child waiting to hear a story.

Jonas laughed, "okay, okay…all I was gunna say was that Dean met a girl last night."

"What? How? Who? Details…" Amber said excitedly.

Jonas laughed and was going to answer when they heard the door open and turned to see Dean come in.

Dean looked at them and sighed. "Maybe I shouldn't leave you two alone together."

Amber laughed and got off of Jonas' lap and went over to him. "So, what's this I heard about a girl?"

Dean shot Jonas a look and laughed. "Not much. She was nice."

"It's about time." Amber said, and Dean hit her gently with the back of his hand, which made her grin and laugh. "Oh, come on…at least you wont be broke now…free love."

Dean glared at her, but didn't say anything. "Well, I'm so glad to come back to my loving friends." He murmured sarcastically and Amber grinned. "Just came to tell ya that I'm goin out tonight…visit a friend in another bar."

"What, aren't we good enough now?" Amber asked defensively.

Dean snorted. 'What do you think?" Then ran out of the room before Amber could slap him.

Jonas laughed at the two of them. They were so childish. "He left us alone together."

Jonas said and winked comically.

Amber just burst out laughing and they both went back to work.

Sandry sighed, as she lay on her bed. Her sigh was half dreamy and half frustrated. She hated this mixed up feeling inside. She'd gone to a bar the night before, because of Briar. Because he wouldn't let her in and tell her his problems. She knew he wouldn't ever let her love him, or love her in return, but he'd always let her be the good sister and tell her everything. But now he wouldn't, and she hated this left out feeling. What confused things even more was what had happened in the bar. She'd met a guy…she didn't know his name, which was funny because they'd talked about everything else. And, she had feelings for him. Not as deep as her feelings for Briar, but she had feelings for him all the same. She sighed again. It was all so confusing. Why couldn't life be simple…why did emotions have to complicate everything?

Amber slumped as she sat in a chair in the bar. It was her break, which she got only because the place was almost dead. She groaned at her misfortune and sipped her ale. She didn't know why she saw it as a misfortune, the place being empty meant less work, but it gave her more time to think. Time she didn't want.

She heard someone at the door, and spun around.

"Uh…hi…I'm uh…" The girl standing there stuttered. "…Amber?"

Amber nodded as she recognized the girl. "Sandry."

"Uh…I think we should talk." Sandry said, her harsher.

Amber indicated to the chair next to her. 'Have a seat."

Sandry went and sat next to her. Amber got up and got a glass of ale, then handed it to her.

The two girls sat in silence.

"Why'd you break his heart?" Sandry finally asked. "Briar loved you and you just…used him."

"Used him!" Amber repeated outraged. 'I didn't use him. I loved him."

"You did?" Sandry said, surprised.

"Yeah…" Amber replied, her tone barely above a whisper. "I did, but I had a job to do…and he was there, and…I don't know how he was there, but he was disgusted in me…he doesn't want to be with me now."

Sandry patted her on the shoulder soothingly, which was surprising as she'd been furious at Amber only minutes before.

"What happened?" Sandry asked gently.

Amber was silent for a minute. "He saw me do something bad." She replied, her tone indicating that she didn't want to talk about it.

Sandry smiled sympathetically. 'I'm in love with him too."

Amber got up and got a big jug of ale, to pour into their cups as they shared their misery.

"At least he loved you." Sandry replied, hours and numerous glasses of ale later. "He never loved me, I was always his sister. I'll always be his sister. Nothing more."

"I have to feel the loss of his love." Amber argued. 'That don't tickle."

"He still loves ya." Sandry replied, laughing slightly.

"No, he don't." Amber replied, very drunk. It was funny, she was always drinking, but she couldn't remember the last time she was this drunk. It was odd, but with Sandry here all her problems would just go away.

"Thanks for staying." Amber replied, leaning on Sandry's shoulder. "It's good to be loveless with someone else."

Sandry turned around, and Amber's arm slipped off her shoulder, causing Amber to fall towards her slightly, so their faces were close together.

"I hate being unloved." Sandry said, slurring.

Sandry had never been drunk in her entire life, and felt it to be an odd sensation. Her head was spinning, in a good way. She felt like she was covered in a warm…and then there was Amber next to her. Amber was so pretty, so sweet…she smelt so nice. Amber leant on Sandry's shoulder and Sandry turned around, and Amber fell so their faces were close together.

"I hate being unloved." Sandry said, and the next thing she knew, her mouth was against Amber's. Sandry knew she should stop, the part of her that loved Briar was screaming at her to stop. But she didn't listen, being with Amber just felt so right at that moment, they both needed comforting.

"Amber."

"Amber." The voice rang through her head, and reluctantly she moved away from Sandry to see the person speaking. It was Jonas with Dean standing next to him. Jonas looked surprised, shocked while Dean looked devastated and angry.

"What?" Amber asked.

Dean didn't reply, he just walked away, angrily, going to his room.

"Jonas what is it?" Amber asked drunkenly.

"You're drunk." Jonas replied. 'You girls need to get to bed."

Amber shook her head. "I don't wanna."

Jonas grabbed her arm, and half dragged her to her room, and he lay her on her bed. She wanted to argue, but was too tired to.

"She's the girl, isn't she?" Amber asked drowsily, talking about Dean's girl.

Jonas nodded. "She is."

Jonas left the room, and Amber was asleep almost as soon as she lay her head on her pillow. Her final thoughts happened to be less than pleasant. 'Shit…she's the girl.'

Hey, I know I'm evil…messing up their lives like this, but its so fun.

Thank you to my sole reviewer: nothing else worked. I love ya!