Sorry guys I've literally had 4 birthday celebrations since I last updated, including my own!

This one is mostly filler because it's the beginning of season 2 starting so without further ado here is the next chapter. I promise the next one will not have such a long wait.

Chapter Five: Abduction

Charlie let out a little contented sigh at waking to the feeling of Jimmy's stubble gliding along her shoulder as he pressed a kiss there. She prepared herself to roll over fully intending on slipping in a little mid-afternoon sex but before she could make a move his weight disappeared from the bed. Now fully awake she turned, keeping the sheet tucked firmly around her nude body and promptly pouted as she caught him pulling on a shirt. She quickly pushed herself up onto her knees and caught the open ends of his shirt with her fingertips; she gave them a sharp tug which caught his attention. He immediately abandoned the task of doing up his buttons to favour her with a slow smirk which always managed to give her that girlish squirmy feeling deep in her stomach.

She subtly tried to pull him closer to the bed, only stopping once his knees knocked against the bed frame, "Where are you going?"

With one hand braced on the bed he leaned into her, his free hand delving into her hair, pulling on the long blonde strands gently to tip her head up, "Work. You know that thing I have to do if I want to continue living in this life of luxury."

She withheld a snort at that as she peered up at him through her lashes, "Or you could stay here, in bed...with me."

Through teasing she gave up all subtle tactics and merely yanked him to her, her lips hungrily reaching for his. He came all to willingly, his body weight setting comfortably on hers for a few moments as he gave into temptation before pulling away with a reluctant groan.

"I really have to go if I wanna keep any of my fights tonight."

That said he pressed a quick kiss to her forehead before stepping back and swiftly doing up his buttons. Shuffling noises behind him alerted him to Charlie's movements, he paid it no mind figuring she was just getting ready, as he went about collecting the few diamonds scattered across the table amongst the rest of his belongings.

"Hey, King."

He turned, words caught in his throat as Charlie kneeled on the bed; unruly hair thrown over her shoulders, the ends curling delicately around her breasts, her lips red and mussed from his beard and giving him quite possibly the best come hither look he'd ever witnessed in his life. Utterly naked.

"Good luck on your fight."

With a look of complete disbelief he tossed aside the meagre possessions he'd just collected and whipped his shirt over his head forgoing the hassle of undoing it as he stalked back towards the bed pushing Charlie back against the pillows, resisting a grin at her delighted giggle.

"You are gonna be the death of me."

In the end she'd only cost him one fight not that Gould had been particularly thrilled about it but he'd let it go on the promise that Jimmy would make the next one spectacular. And spectacular it was. She wasn't sure if she was just referring to the fight or Jimmy as well but it sure was pretty to look at. She'd never met a man who looked so good covered in sweat and another man's blood but somehow he managed it. A little too well. She'd been waiting on him coming out for the past ten minutes, amusing herself by people watching and as always being just that little bit horrified at what went on in public here.

She barely refrained from rolling her eyes as Hector strolled over to her, a sleazy grin on his face. They'd never actually met face to face but she'd seen him more than enough when she'd visited the fighting tent. She'd watched him relentlessly hit on woman completely out of his league with little to no results. He was completely repulsive and to be frank she wanted nothing to do with him.

"Saw you in the fight tent, you like fights sweetheart?"

She heaved a sigh and nodded towards Jimmy as she spotted him standing near the roulette tables, "I like him."

He squinted to make out who she meant, "Jimmy? He's ok, a little moody if you ask me." He paused and let out a startled half laugh as realisation hit him, "Shit, you Jimmy's girl? Charlie, right?"

She grew frustrated when she lost sight of him again, giving up she turned to Hector, "Yeah, I'm his girl. If you see him, tell him to come by my place."

Without waiting for a reply she wandered out of the tent, actively ignoring the feeling on his eyes on her and in the direction of her trailer, a little put off that Jimmy hadn't bothered to wait around for her. In hindsight she hadn't told him she'd be sticking around for the fight tonight but it wasn't often she wasn't there to support him. She wasn't going to give him crap about it but it wasn't like she'd been waiting around all night for the losers that frequented New Vegas to hit on her. It wasn't long before she reached her trailer but voices to her left stopped her from opening her door completely.

"I saw Monroe; he was headed out the fight tent. Seen him head over this way."

Charlie stopped dead in her tracks as soon as the name left the strangers lips. It had been a long time since she'd given Monroe a thought, so caught up in Jimmy she'd forgot about the shit storm that was her life. She couldn't believe that he'd been here this whole time, right under her nose.

Without so much as thinking about it she darted into her trailer to grab her crossbow and silently tracked the two men. Her eyes grew wide and she stuttered to a stop when she realized they were set up perfectly outside Jimmy's. A sick feeling settled in her stomach, there was no way that Jimmy was actually Monroe, she'd of known, she'd of recognized the Militia leader somehow. They had to have made some mistake; they didn't exactly look the brightest. She lined up her bow fully intending on taking at least one of them out when Jimmy stepped out of his trailer. Her throat grew tight and she struggled to shout a warning to him but by the time she worked up her nerve it was too late. She was too slow, her hesitation caused Jimmy to get knocked upside the head rendering him unconscious. She released an arrow but it feel short and the two men made quick work of dragging Jimmy off and out of her sight, bundling him in to a horse drawn cart. Cursing she realized she'd have to track them until she got another opportunity to free Jimmy.