Kensi, Deeks, Callen and Sam all head to Vegas for a little team bonding time. Things are going smoothly and everyone is having a great time, Sam and Callen were enjoying themselves at the craps table, while Kensi and Deeks were taking full advantage of the free drinks that the hotel provided them.

Kensi held up two fingers and the barmaid, who was dressed as a showgirl brought them two more drinks. Callen watched with amusement as Deeks leaned in close and whispered something in Kensi's ear, making her laugh that oh so rare cackle… the genuine Kensi laugh. His eyebrows rose to his hairline when he saw Deeks rest his hand on her upper thigh… no way that would happen if she were sober. And it didn't slip past his attention that Kensi couldn't keep her hands off of him as she talked. A touch of his arm … a hand on his chest … a soft caress of his scruffy stubble… fingers brushing trailing down the length of his arm. When Kensi started playing with Deeks' hair Callen looked away with a barking laugh. He was going to have to keep an eye on those two, just in case they decided to do something incredibly stupid.

"Hey," Callen nudged Sam.

"What? I'm on fire G! Don't mess with my mojo," Sam responded.

"Your mojo?"

Sam cut his eyes to him, "Yes, my mojo." Sam rolled the dice and the crowd went wild. The energy in the room was crackling and as Sam picked up the dice to roll again Callen got wrapped up in the excitement of the table, completely forgetting about the inebriated couple on the couch.

"You have a pretty face," Kensi slurred, leaning into Deeks.

"Really?" He laughed, taking her face in his hands and smashing her cheeks together so that she looked like a fish. Kensi went along with it and began to move her lips as if she were a fish, waggling her eyebrows in the process. Deeks laughed loudly, "You have a pretty everything Nemo." Kensi smiled her brilliant smile and Deeks laughed again, "I do believe we are drunk my lady."

Kensi nodded her head slowly, "I do believe you are right good sir." She furrowed her brow and swung her head from left to right several times before she spoke again, "We are in Vegas."

Deeks down the last of his drink and slammed the glass down on the coffee table next to him, "Yes… we are in V… Veglass."

Kensi laughed so hard that the fruity cocktail she had been drinking decided to make a hasty exit through her nostrils, "You said Veglass!" She exclaimed. Deeks beamed at her and she leaned in close taking his hand in hers. He followed her lead until their heads were an inch from each other, "We are in Veglass," she loudly whispered, "and we are sitting on a couch." She blinked hard to clear her muddled brain and double vision, "we should be out there," she swung her arm out, nearly hitting Deeks in the face. "Out there," she grabbed a fist full of his shirt to make her point, "You feel me?"

"Oh I hear you," Deeks said with a sly smile before getting to his feet. He swayed for a moment, but quickly regained his balance and offered Kensi a hand up. She got to her feet and immediately began tipping forward. Deeks quickly caught her and the both of them stumbled back into the wall, nearly doubling over with laughter. They leaned against the wall as they both tried to bring their laughter under control. "On the count of three," Kensi managed to say through her laughter. Deeks offered her his arm and she clung to it for dear life… maybe it will stop the room from spinning. "One," she said. "Two," he followed. "Three," they said in unison before pushing themselves away from the wall. They stumbled forward, but managed to stay upright as they leaned heavily on each other for the support that they needed.

"Where to partner?" Deeks slurred, trying his best to focus he drunk eyes on her fuzzy face. Kensi only smiled.

Six hours later….

"Maybe they went to their rooms?" Sam said as he and Callen walked through the busy casino floor four the second time.

"We just checked there Sam. They weren't there." Callen sighed. "I can't believe we lost them."

"They can handle themselves G. I don't know why you are getting so worked up over this."

Callen stopped walked and ran a frustrated hand over his face, "They were drunk Sam. Really drunk. We should have been keeping an eye on them."

Sam was tired and he was ready for bed, "They can take care of themselves. I promise. We have been looking for hours. Let's go to bed. I'm sure they will be in their rooms by morning."

Callen sighed, he knew Sam was right, but that didn't mean he had to like it. They turned around and headed for the elevators, "You know Hetty is going to kill us if we lose them."

They stepped onto the elevator and the doors slid shut, "I know," Sam said worriedly.

The elevator lurched to a stop on the 47th floor and they walked down the empty halls of their lavish hotel. Callen stopped and Kensi's room and unlocked it, peeking in just to check once again. Nothing. He walked over to the next door and did the same to Deeks room and got the same outcome. He walked to the next door with a frown and bid Sam goodnight before opening the door. Sam said goodnight and entered his room, which was next to Callen's. He flipped on the light and gasped, "What the hell?" He shouted, causing Callen to come bursting through the door with his gun drawn. He quickly lowered it and tried hard to hide the smile that was creeping across his face.

"Well at least we found them," Sam grumbled as he stepped of an unconscious Deeks, who was clad in nothing but a pair of swim trunks. Kensi was in her bikini and was draped across Sam's bed and she too was out like a light.

"Is that… glitter?" Callen asked with amusement as he hovered of Deeks. There was glitter and confetti all over the room.

"They cleaned out the mini-fridge," Sam scoffed as he knocked the empty bottles of alcohol to the floor, "I am not paying for those."

Callen crossed his arms and studied the two passed out agents, lost in thought.

"What are you thinking?" Sam asked as he brushed glitter off of the front of his shirt. Damn that shit was everywhere.

Callen cocked his head to the side, "there isn't a pool at this hotel."

"Huh?"

"Why are they wearing swimsuits? There isn't a pool in this hotel."

Sam looked from Kensi to Deeks and his eyes widened, "My room has a Jacuzzi tub!" Sam bolted into the bathroom, "Son of a bitch!"

Callen laughed, "Problem Sam?"

Sam came walking out of the bathroom and he did not look happy, "They were in my tub," he growled.

Callen shrugged his shoulders, "At least they weren't naked."

"Then why are their suits dry?" Sam questioned angrily.

"What?"

"Their suits are dry. They still have the price tags hanging off of them."

"Maybe they didn't get in?"

Sam gave Callen the "really" look and pointed to Kensi, "Hair is wet."

Callen's eyes grew wide and the dots connected, "Nooooo… You don't think they… in your tub?"

Sam grimaced, "Don't go there G. Just… don't go there."

Callen sighed, "Okay… lets get them into their own rooms. We can discuss this in the morning."

Sam nodded, "But I'm taking a shower in your room."

Callen laughed as he grabbed Kensi under her arms and Sam took her feet. He paused for a moment when he noticed her hands and he released her shoulders and picked up her hand. "What is it G?" Sam asked, still holding Kensi's legs. Callen held up Kensi's hand to reveal a silver ring on each finger. Some of them were ornate and others were very plain. Her right hand was just as her left… a ring on each finger. Callen just shook his head and let her hand drop. They must have had a hell of a night.

Within ten minutes Kensi and Deeks had been comfortably tucked into their own beds. When they had gone to move Deeks they noticed that he too was sporting the silver rings on each finger… oh yeah… one hell of a night.

"You know we can't leave them alone… right?" Callen stated. "What if they get sick?"

Sam pursed his lips together, "I was afraid you were going to say that. Rock paper scissor for who gets Kensi?"

"Deal. One. Two. Three."

Sam threw paper while Callen threw rocks, "Damn it," Sam cursed as he took a seat next to Deeks bed. After Callen exited the room Sam leaned in close to the unconscious man, "There will be hell to pay in the morning."

The next morning…

Deeks awoke with a killer headache. Oh God he just wanted to crawl back under the covers and die. He sat up and before he could process what had happened Sam was shoving a glass of water and two Tylenol in his hand. "What happened?" Deeks asked gruffly as he swallowed back the Tylenol.

"You got drunk last night. Very… very drunk."

Deeks arched an eyebrow at him, "Why are you in my room?"

Sam rolled his eyes, "To keep you from choking to death on your own vomit."

Deeks furrowed his brow, "That bad, huh?"

Sam pointed to the trashcan beside the bed and when Deeks looked down his stomach rolled. He needed to lie down and so he did. Just as he was closing his eyes again the door that adjoined his room to Kensi's slammed open with such force that even Sam jumped. A very haggard, wild haired Kensi stood in the doorway with a look of pure hatred on her face, "You," she seethed as she stumbled into the room. Callen was looking quite amused as he leaned against the doorframe.

"What?" Deeks groaned as he pulled the pillow over his head. Sam quickly got out of the way as Kensi staggered over to the edge of his bed and snatched the pillow from his face. "I blame this on you," she hissed as she smacked him with the pillow. "You and those damn fruity drinks," she enunciated the word drinks with another blow from the pillow. When she went to strike him again he grabbed the pillow in her hands. She struggled for only a moment before he wrenched it away and threw it across the room, "Go away!" He grumbled to her. She actually looked offended and she sneered at him before she stalked away.

"Someone is not a morning person," Sam said with a smile. Kensi stopped dead in her tracks and whipped around to face him. Sam's smile quickly withered under her heated glare. Callen just laughed, "Come on Kensi… lets go get you some coffee."

Callen led her out of Deeks room and shut the door. Deeks popped open an eye, "Is it gone?"

Sam chuckled and shook his head, "I think you are safe for now."

Deeks groaned and rolled over onto his side so that he was facing away from Sam, "I am so ready to go home."

"Plane leaves at two, so get some rest while you can."

Deeks didn't need to be told twice and he quickly fell back to sleep.