Disclaimer: All players and portrayers © themselves Based on the movie © Disney Lyrics © Kenny Chesney

Here's to the strong

Thanks to the brave

Don't give up hope

Some people change

She lazily laid herself upon the bed, staring up at the ceiling as he paced around the room. She rolled her eyes as she felt him brush her leg, heading back in the other direction just so he could come back and do the same thing again. She propped herself up as she felt him turn around again, having made it to the other side of the room.

"I know you're like," she paused, "Really mad, but there are other ways of calming yourself down." He continued pacing, glancing at her.

"How so?" He retorted, causing her to sigh. She waltzed out of the room. As she came back she regained her position on the bed after sipping from a bottle in her hands. She held it out after that. "Should've known," he mumbled.

"So you should have," she giggled, sitting up and pulling him over her. She kissed him in a lazy teasing fashion. Seeing as how after that she could tell he was itching to pace again, she sighed once more, allowing him to.

"I should get ready for practice," he mumbled. She cocked her head. Practice didn't start for another two hours.

"Here's to the strong," she mock toasted, taking a long swig, allowing the burning liquid to float down her throat. He cocked his head at her this time.

"What?" She looked over at him; apparently not quite sure that she'd said that out loud. Shrugging she stood up and threw a coat on.

"You know," she started, "People do change. You just have to be strong until they do." He watched her, blank face, as she pulled her hair out of the jacket, and tossing it up on her head.

"It takes to long for them to change," he responded, occupying the spot on the bed she was at moments before.

"So you think," she replied, "I'm going home, I have some paperwork, you know."

"Don't leave," he stated. She giggled, leaning herself over him this time.

"That depends," she smirked, "Are you strong enough for me?"

"I'm pretty sure," he mimicked her look.

"That so?"

"Yeah."

"I see," she picked the bottle back up that she'd been drinking from before.

"You're going to get drunk, aren't you?" He questioned, eyeing the bottle in her hand.

"It never really was that bad," she laughed, "After all, that is how we met, is it not?" He chuckled at the memory.

"It's a bad habit, you know," he replied, tone serious once again.

"Some people change," she answered sweetly.

"Ah," he pulled her down, to where he was once again above her, causing the bottle to fall and soak the carpet. But neither of them cared.

"Dance?" She questioned.

"No drinks," he stated, "for you anyway." She pouted slightly. That look was immediately wiped from her face as he kissed her.

"Dance it is," she giggled, as they walked out of the room, his arm hung over her shoulders. Drunken love never really was that bad.

Mac for you. :3 Yeah, more with the OC fight. :) With more Kenny Chesney. Yep.

darkdestiny2000: I'm glad you liked! Will do and thanks! :3

Christina: I hope this one was quick enough for you. ;) Country songs are awesome. :3 Thank you!

Emador: Sounds fun. I have done a Harry Potter one with that song. Course it's really old. :3 I'll most likely get to it eventually. ;) Thanks!

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