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Jen walked down the shady street toward an illuminated bar tucked into the corner of the back alley. It was the only building on the street that had lights on. The building was small but contained a small stage for entertainment, a dance floor, and a bar. Near the dance floor there was a place where sit down and have something from the kitchen. The drinks were great, entertainment amazing, and the food was to die for.

When Jen entered the bar she was greeted with lustful stares, whistles, and crude names. She smiled basking in the attention she had always loved being in the spotlight. The remarks may have been a product of her micro mini skirt and see through top. Though truth be told, Jen could have walked around in sweats and still have men undress her curvaceous figure with their eyes, even in front of their wives or girlfriends. She started to walk toward the bar when a man dropped a napkin in front of her path. Jen felt eyes follow her as she bent down to pick it up giving everyone a view of her lacy pink boy shorts. She flicked her black hair back and handed the boy his napkin back. The boys cheered as she placed it in his lap before heading toward the bar. It was 6 o' clock on a Monday so only the drunks and college kids were here making it pretty quite compared to their normal crowd.

"Jen could you throw these guys out for me?" Ashley nodded over toward the end of the bar.

Jen looked as one of the two drunken men fell out of his seat. "Yea, sure,"

Jen grabbed the man who had fallen off his stool by the collar proceeding to drag him out the door onto the street curb. Closing the door behind her she leaned against the door feeling tired, she had felt tired all day like the energy had been drained out of her.

'I slept till noon… I don't know why I'd be tired…'

"Ash can you help me get this other guy out of here?"

Ashley looked at her confused but nodded in agreement. They both managed to pull the other guy out of the bar and on top of his friend.

"Jen are you okay?" Ashley's eyes were filled with concern.

"Yeah I'm fine. I've just been tired and hungry lately." Jen replied seating herself heavily on a bar stool.

"Have you been eating enough protein? Doctors say that you need..."

"Yes Ash, I know what Doctors say," Jen rolled her eyes cutting Ashley off. "Could you ask John if he'll make me a double chocolate milkshake?"

"You should really have some…"

"Ashley yes I know I should have some protein! But I'm craving for a shake! Will you please give me one?" Jen pleaded.

Ashley rolled her eyes filling out the order and calling it in. "You sure you're not PMSing or anything you haven't glared or punched anyone lately."

"Don't you usually get more moody when you PMS?"

"Yea but knowing you, Queen of bad moods, you would get nicer."

"How do you figure that?"

"Well see I'm a very happy up beat person," A light from the stage hit Ashley as she spoke. "And you well you're a moody yelling screaming gal and that's what happens to me when I PMS." A dark light hit Jen.

"CHARLIE WILL YOU CUT THAT OUT!" Jen snapped.

Ashley handed Jen the milkshake. "There's the Jen we know and love! Now come on I have to talk to Charlie about what band will… whoops" Ashley had tripped knocking over a bowl of peanuts and a beer belonging to some sketchy, will-put-date-rape-drugs-in-your-drinks guy.

"I'm sooo sorry. I'll pay for it!" Ashley gushed.

"It's alright little lady just give me your number and we'll call it even."

Ashley giggled and blushed. "Oh okay," She pulled out a pen and wrote down a number on his napkin. "Here."

"Thanks sweetie, I'll be calling you real soon." The man winked as Ashley giggled waving as she walked around the bar to Jen.

"Please don't tell me you gave him your number!" Jen hissed. The chocolate was helping pick her up big time.

Ashley laughed, "Woo Jen that was a good one! No I gave him that dumping hotline number."

Jen stared blankly at Ashley.

"You know you have them call the number and they berate the caller saying how lame or ugly they are."

Jen almost choked on her milkshake she was laughing so hard. "I have got to try that one!"

"Seriously though Jen, are you PMSing because I can't think of why you wouldn't be your cheery self lately."

"Hmm I'll check when I get home I have it on my calendar. Is that okay mom?"

"Okay." Jen watched as Ashley neared the stage where Charlie, the owner of the bar, was. Charlie was a frat boy at heart. His major in college was partying. He even wrote a thesis paper on it. So what's a frat boy going to do right out of college with no job? Why he'll set up his own little bar where they can have more parties! He had hired Ashley within two minutes of meeting her.

John who worked in the kitchen had been one of Charlie's frat buddies. He was cofounder of the bar and chef. He had gone to culinary school for a while before dropping out to help Charlie with the bar. Even without a complete education he was amazing! Jen could never figure out why he didn't go work somewhere else. He was good enough to own his own restaurant but he was fiercely loyal to his friends.

They had been a family the three of them sure they had hired other girls to help Ashley in the bar but they never stayed for long. When Ashley brought Jen with her to their monthly night in with John and Charlie she had added another member to the small close knit family. They had laughed over at Charlie's apartment. John had made Jen's favorite dessert and they had all talked over dinner about what there was to do in Gotham, where to eat, and where to shop. They had welcomed Jen in a way no one else had, with open arms. Jen felt happy with them. Sure they reminded her of the Hive at points like when Charlie and John would play DDR in the bar and turn it into a competition or when they had made Jen and Ashley go to a strip club with them, with out their consent. They were fun and loving but they could be a pain in the ass just like a real family.

"Jenny bo benny! Are you ready for our night in?" Ashley screamed skipping over.

Jen looked up at Ashley scowling, "Don't call me that."

"Psh, so are you ready for tonight?"

"What?"

"Tonight's night in at John's place! We're closing up early!"

"I forgot that was tonight! I have to run home and change!"

"You look fine Jen, real sexy like." Ashley laughed

"Har har I may look sexy but this skirt and top are way too small and tight for me."

"Didn't you buy those with me two weeks ago?"

"Yea… I guess I'm putting on some weight…"

"Nah, you're probably just bloated, anyway come on I'll drive you to the apartment so you can change and then we can go to John's house!"

"Okay but calm down spaz atazz it's not like Charlie asked you out or anything." Jen grabbed her coat walking out the door with a red faced Ashley on her heels.

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"Okay what was it that Ashley wanted me to do?" 'I'm in my non unicorn pj's, I've got my keys, windows are locked, ummm god what was it!' Jen looked around their kitchen her eyes falling on a day by day calendar. 'Right!' Jen looked at the calendar she hadn't changed it since she got her job at the bar. Jen pulled off the month of April and the first few days of May landing on the 15th where in Ashley's handwriting were the words: NIGHT IN John's!!! Under that was the word END in big red letters. Jen stared at the piece of paper. She's missed her period again. She blew it off in March saying that the stress of her moving was the reason she didn't have it and again in April. Something was wrong and she couldn't pretend it was stress anymore.

AN: Sorry it's kind of boring but I have to develop the characters and the plot a little bit right? Thanks soo much for the reviews you guys rocked my world! Especially Anon. for the constructive criticism.

Thanks again!

Shay