a/n: and now I present the next one-shot in Jenny and Sera's little tale! Enjoy, and if you have the time, let me know what you think! Thanks to all my reviewers so far and to Jayrain for help with Jenny's full name!

Sera sat on the bar stool and watched Jenny dancing by firelight. They were at some tiny pub set in the back alleys, one the nobles and guards didn't know about. The mead was good, if a bit bitter, and the music and people were loud. Sera liked it. Better than the noble's tavern, full of stuffed-shirt little shites who wouldn't know fun if it bit them on the arse.

Jenny's frame swayed to the music, pounding drums and melodic lutes playing in harmony. She beckoned Sera closer, and the elven rogue smiled. She let Jenny lead her into the area where everyone was dancing, let her body be pressed tight against the other woman's as they danced. Jenny's hands roamed over Sera's skin, and Sera pressed herself closer.

"C'mon, chicken, let's go to my room," she whispered, voice low and seductive.

Sera kissed her in response and grabbed her hand. They stumbled towards the stairs, giggling and kissing as they went. Their hands roamed across each other's bodies and a few people whistled as they passed.

"Jenny! Jenny, o'er here!" Slim called out over the crowd.

Jenny pulled back and sighed while Sera glared over at Slim. "Rotten timing, pissbag," she grumbled, making Jenny chuckle.

Jenny grabbed hold of her hand and pulled her along with her towards Slim, pushing through the crowd of people. "What's all the noise fer, Slim?"

Slim shuffled awkwardly. "I heard something you'll want to hear," he said softly. His eyes kept darting towards the door and back to them, brow furrowed slightly.

Jenny's back straightened and she nodded her head curtly. She quickly led them to her room and locked the door behind them. Sera plopped down on the bed with a sigh.

Slim peaked out the curtains before pacing in a tight circle. "Someone saw you, Jenny. Some kid, he saw you out his bedroom window the day you killed that Magister."

Sera stood up suddenly. "Wait, so you knew? Wazzi the only one not knowing shite?"

Jenny pursed her lips in thought, ignoring Sera. "Then we need to keep him quiet, yeah?"

Slim stopped pacing and stared between Sera and Jenny, hesitating only a moment. "He's just a kid, Jenny. Only fourteen."

Jenny cursed. "Fuck. His family, what they like? Poor, yeah? Give 'em some coin and buy their silence."

Sera crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently. "You lot gonna answer my question or what? Seriously, this is stupid, I don't know why I ev-"

Jenny cut her off mid-sentence with a quick kiss. "Hush, chicken. I'll explain later. Can you trust me?"

Sera frowned. "Always secrets, never did anybody any good, right?"

Jenny kissed her again, this time more passionately. "C'mon, Sera love, I never led ya wrong, did I?" she purred, stroking a finger down the side of her cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, you'll tell me later, go on," Sera grumbled.

Jenny grinned and kiss the tip of Sera's ear. "That's my girl," she whispered. "Now you," she continued, turning back to Slim, "How'd you find this out, anyway?"

Slim snorted. "Because I ask the right questions, of course. Saw the kid staring at me when I was giving the scene a once over. Asked 'im if he seen my cat. That got him talkin'."

Sera raised an eyebrow. "You ain't got a cat," she pointed out.

"I do now. Kid found me a tabby, he did."

Jenny laughed and Sera watched as her eyes gleamed. "No wonder yer eyes are red, Slim. Them cats always did make ya sneeze."

Slim rubbed his nose and scowled. "Oh, shut up," he grumbled.

She laughed again and nudged Sera with her shoulder. "'ey, let's go play tonight, yeah? Earn back some of that coin that bastard cost us."