"Are you jealous of Maria?"

She was mad. Angry. The night at the bar with Nick had all came back to her, there were parts of the conversation that she did mess up on but the things he said to her were far worse. It seems that the alcohol that she consumed not only cloudy her memory but her judgement, she was sleeping with anyone she could get into her bed. This night was no different. She was once again on the prowl, shoving alcohol in her body.

Amanda sat at a table with three empty glasses in front of her and another one on the way, her cellphone was insistently vibrating on the table causing the glass to shake. It was Fin, he was calling to check up on her, she was showing up to work late, not finishing cases.

"Don't you think you should take that easy?" A man said approaching Amanda, he was the perfect guy. The guy should would take home.

"Oh, i didn't know my dad was here."

"Snippy, aren't you?"

"I could be more."

It was constant flirting between the two, nonstop. One flirted and the other responded. It went on almost all night until Amanda had so many drinks inside of her that she couldn't even see what color eyes he had anymore. Their flirtatious evening eventually moved to outside of the bar.

"Oh, god; Maybe, i just want you." He said, Amanda was so drunk that she didn't even notice that he was calling her by the wrong name

He gripped her waist and slammed her into the wall on the side of the bar, her head hit the wall with bang while her lips hit his. He held her to the wall, while he continued his attack on her lips. Amanda moaned, running her hands up the back of the mans shirt eventually her hands moved to the top of his head where she interlocked her fingers into the strands of hair. He moved his lips down the side of her cheek, down to her throat.

"Stop." She protested, pushing him off of her

"What the hell?" Amanda chuckled at him as she started to walk away 'Hey, you get off on giving a guy a hard on and then leaving before i get some?"

"I'm not drunk enough." She stumbled back into the bar, this time finding another seat at the bar where she could be closer to the liquor

It had felt like she hadn't drank alcohol in years, the burning sensation from the mans beard still lingered as the wetness of his lips had yet to dry along her neck. Meanwhile, Nick and Maison entered the bar, her hands in her jacket pockets as Nick was beginning to take his jacket off. Maison was smiling as they continued their conversation, together they sat at the bar.

"What if dyed my hair red?" Maison asked, holding a few a grip of her hair in her hand, twirling it in Nick's face

"I-I don't know." he said chuckling at her, he didn't think he would recognize a red hair comparative to the brunette she naturally was.

"What? I can't pull off red?"

While Nick was beginning to answer, he immediately stopped when he heard Amanda's voice shout from across the room. "Hey, just give me another one." He looked around, searching for the voice and saw her. She was barely able to sit up on the bar stool, her blonde hair was smeared all over her face; she looked like a mess.

"What?" Maison asked, noticing that there was a change in his demeanor

"Amanda's here."

"Amanda? As in the girl that you work with? As well as the girl that tried to get you to hit her?"

Nick didn't say anything, instead he just gave her a small smile. "Oh, well, why don't i go say a few things to her?"

"Maise, don't." He spoke her name like as a father would to a child. He didn't want a fight to start. "We're here to drink."

"I don't get you." She shook her head a little while raising the glass of alcohol to her lips "I mean, i somewhat do but i don't. You can't be mad at a woman, I mean Amanda deserves some trash talking and here you are 'oh, let's just drink' I don't get it."

"Maison, it's not that." He glanced over at her once again, "I'm worried she has a problem"

"If it comes to women's right and abusive spouse, yeah... probably."

"No, i mean with something else."

Maison didn't bother to bring up Amanda again, it was bad enough they could hear Amanda shouting for drinks and talking to people. There was no need to continue talking about it. She knew no matter what she said or insult she could come up with Nick would defend Amanda, regardless if she really deserved it. She always had appreciated that quality in Nick and at times she had hated it. The night continued, however Nick remained distracted by Amanda, each sound she made. It wasn't until Amanda began reacting towards someone, who appeared to be bothering her that Nick really turned his attention towards her. Amanda was loudly complaining of a man who kept touching her, around the third time was when Nick began walking towards her.

"Nick." Maison pleaded at him

He arrived near Amanda who was talking to the guy in a stern voice, telling him he needed move away from her. "I think she told you to get lost."

"Nick? What the hell are you doing here?" Amanda said in a shocked voice, Maison however put her head into her hands and sighed

"Who are you?"

"She said get lost." Nick repeated towards the man

The problematic guy was much taller than Nick and looked like he spent the entire part of his life in and out of jail. His head was shaved and he was covered in tattoos, just the guy Amanda would be dumb enough to get involved with. "Nick, stop it. He's fine." She grabbed the mans hand placing it on her shoulder as she held it.

"Amanda, no he's not. you need to go."

"Nick, stop he's fine. I want him here."

"That's why you were just complaining that the guy needed to leave you alone?"

"Leave me alone. I don't need you."

Maison eventually managed to walk over towards the three and realized almost immediately she would have to be the bad guy. "If you don't calm down, Amanda, I will arrest you for disorderly conduct."

"Maison."

"No, Nick; i know you can't or won't, but she's drunk and causing a scene." Nick looked at Maison with a distraught look, apart of him knew that she was right but the other part hoped Amanda wouldn't do anything to worsen her situation. Sense he knew that Maison would take her threat seriously.

"Look, Amanda just leave. Go home."

She scoffed at Nick as she grabbed her jacket, she began moving towards the exit with anger in her eyes. Once again, Nick was proving himself as the alpha male trying to be a hero. Both Nick and Amanda followed while the guy she was with decided to stay put, it seemed a police officer became a bit of an issue. Once outside, Nick began hailing Amanda a cab while she stood holding her jacket in her arms glaring at him.

"Your cabs here, Amanda."

Amanda didn't answer instead she pushed past him with anger, Maison scoffed at her. "That's it. Amanda Rollins, you're under arrest."

Nick looked at the two women confused, "Maison, what are you doing?"

"I'm starting to think you're right, she's got a problem."