enjoy this and thank you Thorne for helping me out since I needed it... most definately going to make chapters these ways dont ya think ?

Chapter 18:

"You guys started drinking without us?" Denver sat down on the stool next to Adam, with a smile.

"Well if you ladies didn't take so long getting here," Sheldon laughed, taking a sip of his beer.

"Me and Den had some important business that needed some attention," Izzy looked at her best friend and winked.

Adam looked at the petite woman and frowned, something was going on and he was afraid to find out. After Denver got a bottle of beer, Isabella nudged her in the ribs.

"Izzy, what the hell was that for?"

"Don't you have something you need to talk to Adam about?" her blue eyes looked at the lab tech, and he took another drink of his alcohol.

"We just got here Iz," Denver groaned, trying to delay the talk.

"Look Denver, the sooner you talk about it, the sooner you will feel better."

"Fine," Denver got up from the bar stool, and held Adam by the arm. "Come on Adam, we really need to talk."

Adam slid off the bar stool, taking his drink with him. Denver walked him near the back of the building, where it was a little quieter.

Izzy smirked, sitting down at the bar, smiling at her best friend and the love of her life. She heard the door jingle, and she turns around seeing Kendall looking sassy and was immediately annoyed.

Sheldon felt the tension already so he slipped off the chair and went to go mingle with this woman he saw sitting alone.

"Oh, it's you."

"Isabella Pacino, don't mind me. I was looking for Adam, and it seems that I found him," she looked over at Adam who she saw talking to Denver.

"Kendall I-don't-give-a-shit-what-your-last-name-is, he's talking to Denver. Wait a few minutes, it's not going to kill you. Hell even if it does I wouldn't care."

"Look, I don't know why you have to be so damn rude all the time."

"I'm not being rude, I'm being belligerent. If you interrupt Denver and Adam while they're talking, you're the one being rude."

"I don't understand you Isabella, you come off as this bitch and I haven't done anything to you. And what does Adam see in her anyway?" Kendall crossed her arms, glaring over at Denver.

"I'm only a bitch when people stick their noses in where they don't belong. Adam sees a hell of a lot more in Denver than he sees in you," Isabella retorted, staring her down through narrowed blue eyes.

"If she is so great, then how come they aren't even dating? If you ask me it seems as if Denver is just using him. She's just going to break his heart, girls like that always do."

"Well, good thing I didn't ask you. That would involve me giving a damn about your opinion. You have no idea what's going on between them, so don't pretend you do."

"You're so blind Pacino, it's pretty obvious that he likes me. Apparently you were too busy screwing with Detective Flack, to notice Adam flirting with me the other day."

"Well, there's no accounting for taste, Kendall."

"You aren't worth my time, you little slut, you probably slept with every man in the lab. Including my Adam."

"First off, he ain't your man. Second off, Adam ain't my type. Third off, if I did, the lab would be a much happier place."

"Whatever Izzy, I don't see how anyone can like a person like you."

"And the beauty of it is, is it's none of your business, bitchwad. So leave now before we both do something we regret."

"Oh, that's where you're wrong Isabella, you are going to be the one embarrasing yourself. Now out of my way, time to go get my Adam away from your dumb-ass best friend."

"That's where I have to stop you. Say what you want about me, but you say something about my best friend, that's when you cross the line," Isabella informed her, getting up. She planted her hands on her hips. "Den's a great person, Kendall, which is far more than I can say for you." When Kendall pushed past her, Isabella grabbed her arm. "Also, Adam told me he'd rather be a monk than date you."

"Like I believe what you say, you just don't want me to be happy. And get your fuckin' hands off of me. Denver's not even half the woman I am. You know why she's a dumbass, because she actually believes that I'm friends with her... that little man stealer."

"Contrary to your belief, I'm not a monster like you, Kendall," Isabella snarled, digging her nails deeper into the poisonous blonde's arm. "You say one more thing about Denver and I will happily give you a close-up to the tile. She's not half the woman, you are. She's ten times the woman you are. Denver believes you're friends with her because, for some stupid reason, she sees light where there's darkness."

"Bitch please, you think I'm scared of you, how stupid do you think I am?"

"Oh I would be very scared of Izzy right now," Don walks over watching his girlfriend, holding Kendall's arm with a death grip.

"Very, since you're stepping wrong already. First you call Den all sorts of names, then you call me a slut when I heard Chuck and Tony both say they hooked up with you on more than one occasion. So calling me a slut's like a pot calling the kettle black," Isabella retorted.

"Okay, you're really wasting my time now. You are trying to distract me from going after Adam, and guess what it's not working. So just run off and go fuck your oh so handsome detective of yours."

"Give me one good reason why I should let you. If you really care about him like you say, then let him make his own decisions like a big boy would," Isabella stated, narrowing her eyes at her. She looked up at Don and squeezed his hand reassuringly. "Ball's in your court, Novak..."

"You'll see Pacino, Adam will be mine by the end of the week," Kendall pulled her arm away from Izzy's grasp, pushing past Don and Izzy as she left the bar.

Don looked down at Izzy with a smirk, "That woman seriously has some problems."

"You think?" she said, brushing a lock of dark hair behind her ear. "That bitch was about to get acquainted with the floor, fuck what anyone else was gonna say. I'm guessing I should warn Den now."

"Yeah good idea, but you might not want to interrupt their moment," Don nodded towards Adam and Denver, who were embraced in a tight hug.

"Then I guess we'd better have one of our own," she suggested, stretching on her toes to press a kiss to his lips.

Don pulled back, kissing at her neck, "How about we go back to my place? My bed misses you."

"I've been missing it, too," she murmured. "Let me go talk to Den and I'm all yours." She winked at him before letting go of his shirt. She made her way over to Denver and tapped her best friend on the shoulder. "Uh, Den? We've got a situation."

"Is it really that important to pull me away from Adam?" Denver frowned.

Adam looked at the shorter woman and knew something was serious, "Um... you girls talk, I'll go set up the pool table," he leaned in to kiss Denver on the cheek.

"Okay Iz, what's up?"

"Kendall's poaching and she's got her sights set on Adam. If you want your boy, you've gotta strike now," Isabella said in a hushed whisper. "Between you and me, I'd love to introduce her to my fist, but I'm looking out for you." She glanced at the blonde talking to Don and her jaw set.

"I never did like that b-itch, if she wants Adam she is mistaken. She tries to hit on Adam while I'm around, she better be prepared to feel my wrath and your fist. Thanks for the heads up Iz," Denver smiled, glancing over at Adam who was leaning against the pool table, ready to play.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, it's time to go claim my territory. Have fun with your new man, Den," Isabella told her, wiggling her fingers in farewell. She stalked over to Don and spun him around, tugging him out the door behind her. "You're coming with me."

"Alright Adam, ready for me to kick your ass in pool?" Denver walked over to him, grabbing a pool cue. "First you wanna tell me why Kendall is at the bar, staring at me like that?"

"I'm still not a mind-reader," he responded as he chalked up his cue.

"Cute Adam," she snatched the chalk from his fingers. "I think she has a problem with us. Iz told me she's trying to take you away from me. Like that's going to happen, right?"

"Chances are slim to none," he declared with a grin as he watched her lean over the table. "From what Flack's told me about her, I'm surprised Kendall still has all her teeth."

"I don't see what's so great about her anyways, she's a liar, a cheater and a slut. She puts her hands on you, there will seriously be a problem," Denver mentioned, as she hit a ball into the left corner pocket, "And that's a promise. That's exactly how much you mean to me."

"Now you know how I felt watching Danny with you and Hunter," Adam remarked quietly as he watched her.

Denver took a deep breath before turning to Adam, "Come on, they are in the past, it's time to move on."

"Danny is in the past, but you're still with Hunter."

"Adam, Hunter is all the way in Philly, you don't have to see me kissing him."

"It still hurts me to know that he's dating you, especially after he told me that he was going to let you go."

"I see your point, but I'm not sure what to do."

"Well, Den, you can't tell me I can't be with Kendall any more than I can tell you not to be with Hunter."

"Please don't even think about getting with Kendall. You think it hurts you to see me with Hunter, how bad do you think I'm going to want to punch Kendall for getting to you. She will only break your heart."

"As much as you broke mine?" he looked at her with a sad expression on his face.

Denver frowned. "That's not fair," she murmured.

"You know what else is not fair Den, how I can be so in love with you, and I can't have you because one guy stands in the way," Adam rubbed his wet eyes. "None of this is fair."

"How did we get so messed up?"

Adam shrugged, "It sucks how things have changed between us. It wasn't this complicated in college. What will it take for you to give us another chance?"


Ended it as a cliffie... so thoughts, comments, concerns...