Amethyst is walking down the lonely streets of New York. It really was Christmas Eve. Not a soul was outside. The prostitute could see happy families through certain windows of apartment buildings, spending time together. That could be her. With her friends.. with Peridot.

Why did I kiss her? She thought to herself, unconsciously bringing her fingers up to her lips. They still tingled..

They didn't have any special relationship. Peridot just hired Amethyst to take her virginity, that's all. So why did it feel like they've been friends for a very long time?

"Oh, shit.." Amethyst spoke out loud. She face-palmed herself, not believing the circumstances. Shouldn't this thing only happen in movies?

I fucking have amnesia. She couldn't believe this.. How did this even happen?

Thinking back, Amethyst couldn't think of a single thing that could have caused her such an injury to the head. Maybe it was a repressed memory?

The prostitute shook her head. This wasn't the time to think about that stuff. She was literally just about to turn herself in to the police.

Amethyst continued walking, starting to feel cold after being outside for so long. She was only wearing a sweater in New York, and it was in the middle of winter.. Maybe she should have used some of the money Peridot lent her to buy an actual jacket.

Luckily, though, the police station came into view.

Amethyst stopped in her tracks. She had already made up her mind, but actually doing what she was going to do.. it was hard.

She took a deep breath to prepare herself, then she continued down the street to the steps leading up to the station.

Garnet sat at her desk, staring down at the paper signifying the arrest of one Amethyst Cardinal.

It was such an odd name.. not only that of a gemstone, but also the name of highly priced value. It was ironic, really.

It was as if the universe itself saw the good in this girl.

Garnet didn't want to arrest the girl.. she really didn't. But she had to do her job. And at the very least, Amethyst would be safe, only being held in the holding cell at the station itself.

She would get her three meals a day, and with good behavior, she would be out and about again in just a couple months.

"This is best for her.." Garnet kept telling herself.

"Really now?"

Garnet looked up from her papers to see Amethyst standing at her desk.

The police woman was surprised. Did the prostitute really just waltz into the police station, knowing that she was the most popular person in New York?

"I kinda agree with you." Amethyst continued talking, making herself a seat on a clear space on Garnet's desk. "Would be a lot worse for me if I just ran, right?"

After a few moments of stunned silence, Garnet stood from her chair. An arrest in a police station.. who would have thought?

The police woman grabbed the handcuffs on her desk.

"Stand up and turn around.. hands behind your back."

Amethyst did as instructed. She stood, turning her back to Garnet as the taller woman walked around the desk. She gripped Amethyst's wrists, snapping the cuffs around both of them while other policemen watched in silence.

They were all sad to see this go down.. but it had to be done.

"You have the right to remain silent.." Garnet started, guiding Amethyst through a side door, to the holding cells.

"Anything you say can, and will be held against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you by the state."

Amethyst stayed quiet as she was lead into her little cell.

It looked like any stereotypical cell would. There was a small bed to the right, a sink to the left.. At least there was a functioning toilet in here.

"That thing's clean, right?" Amethyst asked.

"As a whistle.." Garnet replied solemnly, unlocking the handcuffs around Amethyst's wrists.

The prostitute walked further in her cell, allowing Garnet to close and lock the metal gate behind her. Rubbing her wrists, Amethyst looked back at Garnet.

"What was the point in cuffing me if you were just gonna take 'em off when I got in here?"

"It's procedure."

The police woman sighed, leaning against the wall facing the cell.

"You never cease to amaze me.."

"I know right?" Amethyst agreed, taking a seat on her bed. "Most popular whore in all of New York, but I turn myself in without a word. Crazy, huh?"

"Yeah.. Pretty crazy."

"So how long am I in for? The law says three months for whoring myself while not in a school zone, right?"

"Yeah.. but you're most likely gonna be in here for less than that. Two months, at the least."

"Better make myself cozy.." Amethyst laid down on her bed, attempting to get comfortable. It wasn't the best.. but she's slept in worse conditions.

"I'll have someone stationed in here to watch over you.. so that you don't get lonely."

"Been lonely my entire life, girl."

Garnet understood what she meant.

"Still, you gotta have someone watching you anyway. Maybe you'd like to meet one of my sisters."

"She hot?"

Garnet actually chuckled before standing from the wall, making her way out of the room. She ignored Amethyst's question.

Amethyst sat up from her bed, leaning against the wall.

At least she had a place to live in for a couple of months, with no charge. She wondered if prison food was as bad as everyone made it out to be on television.

Peridot made her way back into Amethyst's apartment, wiping her tears off with her sleeve.

All eyes were on her as she entered the room. Peridot didn't care. She just.. didn't.

She looked to Rose, who was smiling kindly at the girl in green.

"Is.. is it okay for me to stay here until Amethyst gets back?"

"What do you care?" Vidalia cut in. Her voice was quiet, sad, but.. Peridot could feel the anger in it as well.

Peridot didn't say anything. She just waited for Rose's response. Of course, the landlady nodded her head.

"Of course.. The rent is the same as Amethyst's. One hundred dollars a week."

"Rose, you can't be serious." Pearl was the one to intervene this time. She stepped forward, gesturing to Peridot.

"We can't let this.. stranger just take over Amethyst's apartment. She has a place of her own, I'm sure."

"I do.." Peridot confirmed Pearl's accusation. "But it's a far cry from what I call 'home'."

"She's willing to hold the fort down until Amethyst gets out of jail." Greg supported Peridot. "The least we can do is give her a chance."

"What's your connection to Amethyst anyway?" Vidalia asked, her arms crossed.

Peridot didn't answer.. not at first. She pondered on whether or not to tell these people her story. She had a feeling that she should. But..

"Promise not to tell Amethyst..?" She asked, dreading the answer.

Vidalia was about to go off on the rich girl for making such a request, but Rose interrupted her.

"That depends on what you say.."

"That's the best I'm gonna get, huh..?" Well.. it was better than nothing.

"And you're sure this is gonna work?"

"How many of my experiments 'didn't work', Amethyst?"

"Well, that's true."

Peridot and Amethyst are in the floor of the main room. They are both thirteen.

Amethyst had stolen Alex's phone for Peridot, and the blonde was now trying to use the iPhone's advanced CPU chip to bring more high definition to the box T.V that they've been stuck with for years.

Peridot's upper torso as hidden behind the box, her hands working on the wires, connecting wires here, removing bolts there. Soon enough, Peridot finished her little project. The phone was in pieces beside her while the chip was inside of the T.V. The blonde closed the hatch, coming out from behind the box.

"Alright, turn it on."

Amethyst was sitting in front of the television, waiting for Peridot's instruction. When she got it, she pushed the power button below the screen.

It came to life, the channel set to Cartoon Network. Teen Titans was being shown, and unlike the usual fuzziness that the girls usually received from the screen, they got vibrant colors and crystal clear imagery.

"It works!" Amethyst exclaimed happily, pulling Peridot into a hug. "You did it, Dottie!"

"O-Of course I did.." The blonde couldn't help the blush that rose to her cheeks. "All my projects work."

"That's good to know.."

The girls turned their heads to the entrance to the room when they heard a cold voice speak to them.

In the doorway stood a rather tall woman. She was thin, but broad shouldered, and easily gave off the feeling of authority. Her hair was also blonde, but much darker in shade, like a sunflower. Amethyst felt that the flower would be stepped on and crushed by this woman, though.

"I've been looking for someone that would appeal to me.." The woman said, staring daggers down at Peridot. "And I believe you have potential."

"You mean.. you're going to adopt me?" Peridot asked, scared.. but hopeful at the same time.

"I thought I made that obvious.." The woman turned and left the room. Her voice could be heard with Alex's. They talked about the adoption papers.

"Well would you look at that.." Amethyst said, and Peridot looked to her friend.

Peridot was surprised to see that her friend.. was crying.

"Amethyst?"

"You go on and be happy, okay?"

"You sure..?" Peridot reached out to take her friend's hand, but Amethyst back away out of Peridot's reach. She wiped her eyes, forcing a smile on her face.

"Yeah, I'm sure.. I-It's not like we'll never see each other again, right?"

Peridot smiled sadly. She gripped her arm, averting her eyes from her friend.

"Yeah.. who knows? You said you were gonna travel, right?"

"Uh-huh.."

Their conversation didn't last long.

The woman that was going to adopt Peridot walked back into the room.

"Peridot.. it's time to leave."

She was already given the girl's name.. That must means the papers were approved.

Peridot looked up to her new foster mother.

"Can.. can I have just a couple more minutes."

"I'm sorry.." The woman said. She smiled softly, relaxing her posture, if just for a moment. "But I'm very busy.."

Amethyst actually saw a shred of humanity in this woman's gaze. She gave Peridot a nudge, and a reassuring smile.

"Go on.."

Peridot couldn't stand it.. she wrapped her arms around Amethyst, holding her as tightly as she could so she wouldn't be pushed away.

"Don't you ever forget me.."

Then she let go.

Amethyst watched as Peridot followed the woman from the building. She watched from the window as Peridot got into an expensive looking sports car. She watched as it drove away.

And then Peridot was gone.

Amethyst's best friend was gone.

"Don't worry, sweetie.." Amethyst looked behind her to see that Alex was now in the room.

The caretaker pulled Amethyst into her arms, holding her comfortingly.

"I'm sure you'll see her again.."

Amethyst looked up at Alex.. the smaller girl had a confused look on her face.

"Who are you talking about?"

"And I don't think she remembers me.."

All eyes were on Peridot. Vidalia and Pearl were listening intently. Greg wiped tears from his eyes. And Rose.. well, she was just trying to be reassuring.

"What makes you think that?"

"When I knocked on your door and introduced myself." Peridot sighed, taking a seat on the couch beside Rose and her husband.

"She made a comment about my name.. That's how I knew. She forgot me.." Peridot's breath was shaky. She brought a hand to her head, gripping at her hair.

"She said she'd never forget me.."