AN-This has been sitting collecting dust for a long time now as I never really bonded with it when I first started to write it. After talking to the amazing BonesBird I agreed to drag it out for air and it took a grip of me. So here is the start of what I mentally set somewhere between episodes 1x03 and 1x04. Also a little side note is the fact that is now the 50 th story I have wrote and posted.


It had been several weeks since Meredith Brody had arrived in New Orleans and nearly as long since she got her house. LaSalle had been bugging her to have a housewarming party so she could get to know the neighbours and let her hair down for a bit. No matter how many times she said no he asked even more till in the end she gave in and agreed to have one. LaSalle had asked if he could bring a friend or two to the party when she finally arranged it and she had agreed, as long as he made sure they weren't sick in the potted plants of peed up against the trees in the garden. He told her his friends would behave and he would be in charge of them.

After sending out invites to the neighbours she invited Pride and Laurel as well as Sebastian and Loretta since she couldn't really leave her landlady out. Pride and LaSalle offered to help her set the place up ready for her guests arriving and Pride even offered to do some cooking to add to the spread of food that would be put on. Taking them both up on the offer the day finally arrived and it found Pride, LaSalle and her in the kitchen cooking and laying everything ready for everyone to arrive.

Slowly the neighbours arrived along with two of LaSalle's friends and Sebastine and Loretta. LaSalle had music playing in the background and everyone seemed to have brought bottles of something. Soon the drinks were flowing and the music got turned up slowly. The neighbours seems more interested in the food and once most of it was gone they slowly made quick exits. LaSalle friends seemed nice and Pride wasn't surprised when a drinking competition started between LaSalle, Brody and LaSalle's friend Daniel.

Pride knew they were all adults but God he didn't know three grown adults could carry on as much. He watched the way Daniel spent the night flirting with Brody and at first she seemed flattered but kept him at arm's length. The problem was as the drink flowed the more flirty he got and the more Brody let her guard down. Soon she was sitting on his knee as they drank some drink LaSalle had made that Pride didn't even want to ask what was in it.

Pride wasn't sure he wanted to watch anymore but there was part of him that had a protective streak over his agents and friends. He thought of Christopher as the son he never had and Brody was like… he wasn't sure what she meant to him. Before she arrived he didn't want the help, then she blew in and he asked if she could stay. Now he wanted her to stay more than anything, that much he knew for sure. Whatever else he felt for her was a little foggy right now. He wasn't sure how many drinks he had but it was least a couple. He wasn't even sure what they were other than Christopher had put them in his hand. That should have given him enough warning not to drink them but he had downed them both and suffered the burning aftertaste when he did.

As he watched Brody, Christopher and Daniel down another shot of something. He watched as Daniel's hands made their way under the hem of Brody's top and he felt his own temperature rise and found he was clenching his fists. He had no idea why he was suddenly so protective of his junior agent, but he felt the need to go over and pull her away from the creep that was now slotting his fingers into the waistband of her jeans. He did not like the guy one bit and the more his hands moved the more he wanted to break every bone in each of Daniel's hands.

LaSalle seemed to be a little too intoxicated to notice his friend was in the processes of touching up his partner and he wasn't even sure if he would be bothered anyway. Pride knew he couldn't just stand here and watch the 3 very drunk people in front of him. It would look very strange if he didn't either join them or move away. Joining them would mean being within arms reach of both Brody and Daniel and that was not wise. He would either break something on Daniel, be it his nose of his hand he wasn't fussed which or he would take Brody away from the creep and he wasn't sure on what excuse he could use to make that justifiable.

So he took another glance at the now slumped to one side LaSalle and the couple who were now making out and decided he needed the bathroom and some fresh air. He needed to put some space between Brody and her snogging partner and himself before he did something that he would probably regret. Okay he wouldn't regret it at all but he would look a little foolish if he charged in as a knight in shining armour and she didn't want to be rescued by him.

As he sat outside he let the cool breeze of the night air blew across his face and he felt his brain fighting the alcohol he had consumed. Why all of a sudden did he want to protect Brody from all the creeps and jerks out there? When did he feel the need to hold her and keep her safe and, more to the point, when did his feelings change from just being her boss to something a lot more personal? He stood from the swing seat on the back porch and walked down the stairs to the small garden as he started to walk around and see if the alcohol wore off any quicker. After nearly 30 minutes being outside and walking round the garden Pride decided his brain was clear enough to go back inside and deal with the fact he had hid how he felt about Brody for long enough and it was now time to tell her. His marriage was gone and he had nothing to lose, he would know if she felt the same way and if not they could still be friends. Walking back for the house he went inside and set about looking for Brody.

Brody was surprised how, yet again, she had been sucked in to another drinking competition with LaSalle and his friend Daniel. She had been trying to avoid Daniel since he arrived due to the fact all he had done was hit on her since he got there. The problem was the more she drank the less of a problem Daniel became. By the time the drinks turned to shots Daniels annoying flirting was now actually appealing. It had been a while since a man had paid her this much attention and she suddenly felt now was a good a time as any to take him up on his offer. The person she was actually wanted didn't seem interested so why not. She knew he was still around somewhere and she could also feel he was watching her. It was funny how she could tell when he watched her.

If he wanted to watch that was fine, as her mind started to fog over and the alcohol started to make everything as clear as mud. She could feel Daniel's hands resting on her waist and she could feel as his fingers worked up and down till he managed to slide his finger tips under the hem of her top. Slowly it wasn't just his fingertips that were under her top but his whole hands and he slid his very active fingertips into the waistband of her jeans. How come the fact that this was so not the person she wanted to be with she was getting very turned on and excited by the little groping session that was taking place. Maybe it was because she knew the person she did want was watching her somewhere.

She was taken a little by surprise when she felt a hand cup her ass and her lips being claimed by Daniel as he pulled her down to him and kissed her deeply. Now was the time her brain shouted to push him away and stop, yet her brain was in the process of doing the backstroke in alcohol and only a little thought went in to it when she found herself kissing Daniel back. There was still only a little thought when she felt Daniel's hand slide in to her panties and he started to spread the pool of moisture over her clit and along her folds. As her body responded to Daniel she knew somewhere in her head it was so not right but still sat and carried on. Daniel's fingers slowly spread her folds exposing her entrance enough to slide his fingers inside.

Brody's instinct made her grind down on to Daniel's fingers as she felt herself slowly letting go and giving in to her bodies need. After a few minutes of sitting on Daniel's knee with his fingers buried as deep in her vagina as he could get them Brody decided she needed more space. Lifting up she felt his fingers slid out of her as she took his hand and pulled them up both to standing. Looking at Daniel she smiled and lead them slowly up to her bedroom as she kissed him. Finally reaching her bedroom she kicked open the door and pulled Daniel in behind her as she wrapped her arms round him and kissed him. As she lead him to the bed they both removed clothes from themselves and each other till they were both naked. Neither of them noticed or cared the bedroom door was still open so everything they were doing could be seen. The problem was the person Brody was adamant was not on the list to watch her having full blown sex with another man was about to stumble upon her little antics.

When Dwayne came back in the house he headed upstairs to use the bathroom before he went to find Brody. As he got to the top of the stairs he could make out noises coming from his left. After all the years he had been married he knew the sounds coming from what he presumed was the bedroom. It was then the cogs started to turn and he wasn't sure if he wanted to continue or turn around and leave. He had just worked out that the noises he could hear had to be the noise of one woman and no matter how much he hoped he was wrong he knew deep down he was right. He was still stood stock still at the top of the stairs and he needed the bathroom. Darting forward he made it to the bathroom and shut the door quickly behind himself. After using the bathroom he stood with his hand on the handle knowing that when he opened the door he would be able to see straight across and into Brody's bedroom. Well he couldn't stay there all night so he slowly opened the door and tried shutting his eyes but it was the noise she was making that made him look and that was enough for all sense to leave him and him to find himself standing just outside the bedroom door watching her have sex with another man.

Brody had no idea that Pride was standing outside her bedroom door and neither did Daniel. They were so caught up in what they were doing and the fact they were both hovering on different levels of drunk neither cared. Daniel was borderline passing out so Brody was very surprised he could keep an erection never mind work out what to do with it. She was somewhat more sober than he was but that didn't take much. At that moment in time she was more concerned about what he was doing to her and how long it would last. She found herself lying spread eagle on her bed with his head now buried between her legs as his fingers spread her open as his tongue ran down from her clit and he buried it deep inside her vagina and his thumb worked her clit. She could feel herself building as he withdrew his tongue and she moaned in protest.

Daniel stood up and wipe his face with the back of his hand as he lifted her legs and tried to pull her to the edge of the bed which failed miserable due to the fact he fell over trying to keep himself up. Brody shifted a little under the weight of a semi conscious Daniel as she gripped his erection and attempted to guide him to her as she wrapped her legs around pulling him closer. She finally managed to guide him to her as she felt him enter her in a deep thrust filling her as he did. She could feel him moving but his thrusts were sluggish and not deep enough to satisfy her. How come the first time she was getting laid in months and it had to have be with a drunk who was lucky if he could keep it up never mind show her a good time. She needed to take action if this was going to end in either of them reaching any sort of climax.

Pride stood at the door watching Daniel with his face buried between Brody's legs and he couldn't help but watch her face as she closed her eyes and let the sensations Daniel was causing take over. What he wouldn't give to swap places and have his tongue deep inside her as he worked her to a frenzied climax with just his tongue. He felt himself growing hard and he was finding it harder to keep himself under control. In the end his hand took over and he found himself with his hand wrapped round his very erect penis as he pumped himself slowly watching the scene in front of him. It was when he saw Daniel fall forward as he finally managed to find his way inside Brody that he stopped his own hand moving. All he could do now was watch as Brody lay pinned to the bed as Daniel attempted to bring them both to a climax. He saw the way Daniel was struggling as the alcohol took hold and he started to pass out. Now was the time he either walked away or walked in.

Brody felt Daniel pass out on top of her as she felt him slide out of her and start to soften. Pushing him off as best as she could he sort of rolled and fell to one side as she saw a pair of hands appear and lift him at the same time. She watched as Daniel was slowly moved out the way and sort of lifted and dragged out the room. She had no idea how had came in and who was moving Daniel and where but she wasn't fussed. She just lay there in a cross between a sexual and drunken buzz as she crawled to the middle of her bed and lay on her back. Since Daniel had passed out it looked like it was up to her to finish the job he started. Bring one hand down to her center and the other the her right breast she started to massage her breast and rub her nipple as she used her other hand to spread her juices up and over her clit as she pumped her own fingers in and out of her body trying to finally reach her peak.

As Pride came back from dumping Daniel in the spare room he saw Brody masturbating and he swore his half flaccid penis shot back up to fully erect at the site. God he was going to come just watching her. Stripping his jeans off as he entered her room he walked up to the bed and gently climbed on watching her face as he did. He saw her open her eyes and look at him as her hands stilled as he locked eyes with her. That was all it took, her big chocolate brown orbs meeting his and he dropped down to kiss her in a deep heated kiss. When they broke for air he looked down at her making sure he had eye contact again.

"Merri, you with me?" He watched to see if she could work out he was there.

"Am here," as she reached up and ran her finger down his face.

"Well if you're with me say my name, I need to know you're here with me before I move," he kissed the finger that ran over his lips.

"King just kiss me again." Her hand raked through his hair as she pulled his head down to her.

That was enough for him, she knew it was him and she asked him to kiss her. She was still drunk but not enough to not know who she was with. As he kissed her he placed his hand on her breast and copied the actions he had seen her do before he stopped her. After showering each breast with attention he kissed her lips before moving down her face along her jaw and to her neck. After nipping and sucking her neck he moved down and took a breast in his mouth as he sucked and rolled her nipple with his tongue. The moans coming from her and the way she arched her back was enough encouragement for him to continue.

After licking and sucking one breast he let it go and turned to the other as he licked and sucked that one. He could feel her hands sliding under his shirt as he finally let her breast go. Sitting up he looked down at her and watched as she ran her hands up the front of his shirt and tried to undo the buttons. After a few attempts he had to move her hands and do it himself as she was only on the second button. As he slid his shirt off and threw it on the floor her hands slid up and down his chest as her long fingers skimmed his nipples causing him to groan a little. Dropping down again he kissed her making the kiss long and passionate, if this was the only time he got to do this he was going to make it stick in his memory.

As he kissed her he felt her hands work down his chest and under his boxer shorts to grab his ass. As she ran her fingers over his ass he broke off kissing her as he lifted enough to pull them off and returned to kissing her. He kissed her with everything he had as he was hoping to break through and leave her some memory that it was him she was with not some stranger she had picked up. With her hands still on his ass she tried to pull him closer to her as he felt the tip of his erection hit her entrance. She was so wet and ready and he had to use all his willpower to not surge forward and bury himself in side of her. He knew if he did it would be game over and he wasn't ready to give her up yet.

Letting go of her lips he kissed and nipped his way down her body. He made sure he left his mark on her neck that she had no way of covering up with a top. He wanted to see if she made any effort to cover it at all with make up when they went to work. After slowly trailing kisses down her body he finally made it to between her legs. Bringing his hand up he flicked her clit and watched her face as he did. She moaned at the brief contact and pushed up towards him as her hand slid to his hair trying to bring him closer. Next he used his tongue to run up her folds parting them a little as he let his tongue skimmed over her clit. They both moaned at the contact and sensations this very intimate contact was causing them both.

Bringing both hands up he used his fingers to part her folds as he let his tongue again run from bottom to top to finally suck on her clit. Moving his tongue back down he moved it back and forward over her entrance a few times before pushing it inside her as she got a vice like grip on his hair. He let go of her with one hand as his tongue danced and played inside her as she squirmed under him. With his now free hand he rubbed and nipped her clit as he felt her muscles start to clench around his tongue. Quickly replacing his tongue with his fingers he pumped into her hard and fast as he felt her inner walls contract around his fingers as she went rigid as her orgasm hit her.

Keeping his fingers deep inside her he moved them slower as she rode out the aftershocks of her climax. As he felt her slowly calm he withdrew his fingers and moved up her body again as he claimed her lips at the same time as he pushed forward and let the the tip of his Penis enter her. He slowly and steadily pushed in to her giving her walls time to adjust and accommodate him. She was tight and snug around him as he felt her stretch to take him all in as he watched her face. When he was fully encased deep inside her he pulled out till just the tip was left inside. Taking her hands in his he pinned them to the bed as he intertwined their fingers together.

Sliding back into the hilt he started to feel the familiar tingle in his balls as he felt his own climax build. Sliding in and out in deep strokes he began to feel her build again as he muscles twitched and flexed round him. He needed to change the angle to hit that spot he knew would send her over again. Pulling out completely he let go of her hands her and flipped her over on to her front as he grabbed her hips and pulled her up on to her knees. With her ass sticking in the air he moved her knees to support her weight as he kneeled on the bed behind her.

Putting one hand on her hip he used the other to guide himself to her folds and used the tip of his penis to part her as he slid back inside her. He put both his hands on her hips as he lifted her hips a little and angled her back to him. As he slid out and back in he knew he had made the right move.

"Fuck, ohh fuck.. More ...ohhhh God...yes, King ohhhh" was the only other thing she had said the whole time he had been here after she confirmed it was him she was with and God it drove him nuts.

This was it, it would be over in seconds now as he lost all sense of everything around him other than bringing the woman he was currently buried deep inside to completion. His thrusts became quick and short as he felt her muscles tighten on him and she screamed as her second climax hit her causing him to thrust twice more as he emptied his seed deep in her. He kept tight hold of her hips as he felt her falter under him as her strength disappeared and she started to slid forward. If he let go he would slid out of her and he wasn't quite ready to let go yet. He could still feel the tiny tremors her internal muscles were going through as he felt himself start to soften. He was slipping out and he couldn't hold her up and longer.

Gently he lowered her to the bed as he slid from her and watch their combined juices trickle from her. This was so unfair on both of them. All he wanted was to curl up behind her and hold her as she slept and wake with her in his arms. He knew he couldn't as he wasn't even sure she would remember who she had just had sex with never mind waking with him in her bed. He sat on the bed beside her as he ran a finger down her face and cupped her cheek. Bending down he kissed her forehead then removed his hand so he could kiss her cheek. He left his lips lingering on her cheeks after he had kissed her.

"Good night Merri, please remember me." He stood up and gathered the sheet up and covered her over.

Picking his clothes up he stood looking down at her and his heart ached. She deserved so much more than getting laid and left, especially since she said his name not just once but twice\. Walking to the door he turned back around and gave her one last look as he scanned the room to make sure he had everything before closing the door behind him and walking to the bathroom to get ready. It was when he go to the bathroom he remembered seeing something that made him panic a little. Creeping back over to her bedroom her open the door slightly and peaked inside. He didn't look at the sleeping figure on the bed but at the nightstand. Well this could cause a problem but it was too late now. Along with everything else he had just done he would file it away and see what happened.

As he stood in her bathroom he wasn't sure what to do. Did he get ready and go home and try putting the experience behind him or did he stay and crash on the couch and hope when she woke she remembered what they had done. His head told him leave as it was the sensible thing to do but his heart made him get dressed and go down stairs and spread out on the couch with one arm under his head and the other covering his eyes. Closing his eyes he was assaulted with the memories of what he had just done. The feel of her lips against his and the smell and taste of her as he brought her to climax with his tongue and fingers. The way she screamed as she came and how her body reacted to his kisses. How soft her skin felt and the feel of her breasts. This was torture and heaven at the same time. He turned on his side and found one of the couch cushions under his head smelt faintly of her. Wrapping it in his arm he pulled it close as he buried his face in in and waited for sleep to finally claim him.

As the sun streamed down on her, Meredith Brody stretched out and groaned. Dear god it must have been a hell of a party. Not that she could recall much but the hangover she had told her it must have been. Moving a little she realised she was naked and yes she felt the sticky wetness between her legs. Looking around the bedroom she was alone and there was no clothes lying around that weren't hers. So who had she had sex with then? Now she knew it was a hell of a party. Waking up naked, alone in bed with a hangover from hell and no memory of who you had sex with. Sitting up her muscles protested. Well at least whoever it was has done a good job, she ached in places she hadn't ached in a while.

Getting out of bed she got her robe of the back of the bedroom door and put it on as she opened the door and slid her slippers on. As she slipped her slippers on she saw the packet of condoms open on the night stand. At least one of them had sense last night so she was at least covered there. Making her way out the bedroom to the bathroom she saw the door to the spare room was open. Looking inside she saw the bed had some one sprawled out on it. Who the hell was asleep in her guest room? Stepping inside she looked down at the half covered man hoping she at least knew who he was. As she stepped up and saw who it was something in her memory stirred.

It was LaSalle's friend Daniel asleep on the bed. The last time she had any memory of him he was half naked with his head between her legs. Dear lord it was him she had sex with. There was still patches of black but if he had his head there she could surmise it was him she had had sex with. Well that was one mystery solved. Walking back out the bedroom she left him asleep, she could deal with him after coffee. As she came down stairs she heard soft snoring coming from the lounge. Who the hell else was asleep in her house?. She needed coffee now to deal with this. As she walked in the kitchen she looked at the table and the array of bottles and cans that were there. Wow that was a lot, setting the coffee machine off she dug out some cups as she had to make at least 3 cups of coffee.

Now to face the sleeping whoever in her lounge. As she entered the lounge her eyes fell on the sleeping figure on her couch. Ohh my, why couldn't she have woke to that in her bed instead. Her boss and friend was currently lay stretched out fully clothed asleep. The snoring she heard was his as she came down stairs. He was lying on his side facing out with his face buried in one of the couch cushions. His hair was ruffled and his shirt had shifted so she could some of his waist and chest. What she wouldn't give to run her fingers over the naked skin exposed. She was stirred from her thoughts as the coffee machine beeped. Giving her boss one last look over she went to make coffee. She made one for herself as she sat at the kitchen counter and drank it before she faced the unwanted house guest still asleep upstairs.

She was just about to get up and make herself another and make one for Daniel and Pride when she caught movement out the corner of her eye as her front door opened and shut. Getting up she put her head round the lounge door and saw Pride was still asleep. Well sod him as well, Daniel had just left without a thanks or bye, fuck him. Going back to make coffee for Pride and herself she brought them through to the lounge. Putting the cups on the coffee table she sat down on the edge of the couch. Picking one of the cups up she brought it up beside Prides face and let the aroma flow around him. Sure enough he started to stir and opened his eyes.

Smiling she brought the cup back a little so he could focus his eyes on it.

"Morning, brought you some coffee" as she moved the cup a little.

"Thanks" as he sat up but kept his legs on the couch as he took the coffee.

They both smiled at each other and went to drink their coffee. Pride watched her for any sign she remembered what they did the night before. He could see the bite mark he left on her neck and he had to hide the slight smirk that crept on his face. The problem was Brody was quick and she saw him smile.

"What you grinning at? You obviously didn't drink as much as I did or you wouldn't be." She looked him up and down saw he looked good for someone who had been asleep on her couch not ten minutes before after her housewarming party.

"Just looking at your neck, must have been a good night" he told her, testing the water to see what she would say.

Getting up from the couch she walked to the mirror hanging over the fire and looked at her reflexion. She looked like shit that had been dragged through a hedge backwards. Her makeup was smudged and her hair was all over. Looking at her neck she caught site of the huge love bite as she ran her finger over it.

"For fuck sake, why did he have to do it there? If the bastard hadn't just left I would cut his balls off" as she turned and caught a quick glance of something cross Prides face.

She wasn't sure what it was as it was brief and fleeting but something was definitely off with him. He noticed she was watching him so looked down at the floor. He didn't need questioning if she didn't recall what had happened. He presumed by what she had said she had no memory of him coming to her when Daniel passed out. She had no memory of having sex with him or anything else they had done. He hadn't realised how much it would hurt to know she didn't remember. He went back to drinking his coffee as he was now sure he wasn't needed her now.

"You want a hand to clean up before I go home?" he asked even though he knew she would say no.

"No thanks, I need a shower before I deal with this place. Thanks for the offer though" as she took his hand and squeezed it.

"No problem, least I could do since I slept on your couch" as he downed his coffee and stood up.

"Well I will let you go and get cleaned up. Thanks for invite to the party, I will see you back at work tomorrow then" as he put the cup on the table and went to leave.

"Yeah see you tomorrow then" as she watched him leave.

Once he got in his car and drove away she shut the door and leaned against it. At least now she had had her party so LaSalle would leave her only now. She looked around at the place she called home and headed up the stairs for a shower. Once the place was cleaned up she could go back to being herself again and keep the world out. Her party was done and she was back at work tomorrow. Things would go back to normal again.

As Pride pulled away in his car he drove half a block and pulled over to the kerb to gather his thoughts. She had no memory of having sex with him which he was a tiny bit glad of. He had crossed lines that should never have been crossed but he missed her so much already. He wanted to go grab her and show her exactly what they had done the night before but it would not achieve anything. He had to move on and store the thoughts away. He had one night with her which is more than he ever thought he would get and he would treasure them. Now it was home and back to work tomorrow, back to how they were and would always be.