So its kinda short, but here ya go!

Chapter 2

"Come on Bob! Theres about 18 barmaids down here now! Can't I go! I only have a half hour left anyways. I won't be missed!" I whine as I lean over the bar. I'm begging Bob the Bartender to let me leave early.

"If I did it taday, you'd want me to do it again tamorra, then the day afta, then the day afta. Ya get me?"

"I get you. What if I promise I wont ask again tomorrow?"

He turns to face me. "Get outta here."

"Oh! Thank you Bob!" I cry and jump over the bar.

I run over to the Blackjack table Brick works at. "Ready?" I ask.

Hes standing by another guy who works there and he gives me cheeky grin. "Yeah. See ya tomorrow Tony."

He links his arm through mine and we stroll out of the casino.

"Well that's that over for today." I say with a sigh.

"I know you don't like it, but it's the best place for money. And we need the money. Desperately. Unless you wanna be living it rough?"

"No, I don't want that." Are crappy little place is better then the streets.

"Ok, well, you gotta live with it. Your whining about it all doesn't help. So, where we gonna eat?" he says. Brick always seems to be in a bad mood.

"How the hell should I know? How about that burger joint down the road or something?" I suggest, rubbing my arms with my hands.

"It's freezing tonight. Wouldn't expect it in July."

Brick slipped his tux jacket off and placed it round me.

"Thanks." I say, smiling at him. He just nods and stares emotionlessly ahead.

He's very mysterious. And barely ever happy, he's usually in an angry mood, or yelling at everyone around you. He's extremely temperamental too.

I take his hand, and surprisingly he does hold mine back.

We walk in silence all the way to the burger place.

Brick orders a burger each and we sit outside eating them on the kerb by the road.

"So, what exactly are we doing out here Brick?" I ask.

He takes a bite out of his burger and looks at the starry sky.

"We're creating a life for ourselves aren't we. Cos lets face it, we were both in going nowhere in Townsville."

"And what makes you think we're going somewhere in Las Vegas?"

"Las Vegas is the city of dreams –"

"Isn't that Hollywood?"

"Don't interrupt me. I know what we're doing. Me and you are starting anew. We've got married, we're gonna have some kids, settle down and grow old together. Sound good?" he says, putting an arm round me.

I smile. "Yeah. But, how are we gonna get the money for all this?"

"Well, there's one simple way, but someone won't let me do it."

I laugh. "I just don't like that sort of thing. Stealing is wrong. But, I guess if it could solve some problems. Just as long as you don't get caught."

"No worries, I'm a master." He says, brushing some of my fringe out of my eyes. He looks into my rose eyes and kisses me.

I kiss him back, and he slips his tongue into my mouth. His hand slides down from my face and holds my breast gently.

He opens his eyes and so do I and he winks at me.

"Come on, let's get home." He says.

We begin to walk (we can't fly, we're keeping are powers on the down low) home, and we talk to each other about our old lives.

"Anything you miss?" I ask.

"I guess I miss my brothers. Just a bit. And Mojo just a little. Not Him. He was weird. I miss my super powers the most."

"Is that it? Your super powers the most?" he nods and I chuckle.

"What about you?" he says.

I miss my sisters the most I guess. And the Professor, even though most of the time before I left with him was spent arguing. I do miss being able to fly around and stuff to. But not as much as I miss a normal (well, semi normal at least) life.

"Blossom?" Brick asks again.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, I miss my powers the most too." I say. I know you shouldn't lie in a marriage, but if I start about my sisters, he'll just start getting angry.

"Sure."

Theres a silence as we get to the huge block of apartments. And trust me, its nothing like the apartments in Friends. Its more like the ones in Pretty Woman.

We wander up the grungy staircase to are flat.

Its tiny, has all our stuff bundled everywhere, as if we just moved in (we've lived here about 7 months now).

Brick plunges into the old sofa and flips through the channels.

"All shit. Nuffins on. So, what to do?" he asks, getting up and walking towards me.

I place his coat on the hook and smile at him cheekily.

"I know," he says. "Lets have a discussion."

He takes both my hands and guides me into the bedroom.

"On wha –" he interrupts me, with a kiss. It surprised me. "oh, that." I say outta breath.

He pushes my body towards the bed and lays down next to me, kissing me more.

"Yeah," he says as he nibbles on my lip. "That…"

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