Sorry about the wait and thanks to Louise for beta-ing this.
Present"Great so I've got no job," sighed Sara rubbing her temples
"I wouldn't say that. Ecklie was scared of Cath" smiled Nick
"I wouldn't worry too much, Ecklie tends to talk a lot and act a little" said Grissom
"I think you're still drunk, your quotes aren't as good a usual" smiled Greg getting a disproving look from the older man.
"So we know why we got drunk, anyone know how?" asked Catherine sitting back in her seat
"Alcohol" suggested Sara getting a cushion thrown at her for her sarcasm. "Hey" moaned Sara picking up the offending object "I already feel like I've been hit over the head with a hammer" she added curling up with the cushion on her lap. Everyone sat in silence trying to remember something more than the occasional image. Warrick shifted uncomfortably having sat on his phone. He pulled it from his pocket along with a business card for the Emerald night club "I think I know where we got drunk" said Warrick holding it up.
Last night-The Emerald nightclub.
"I really don't think this is a good idea and I defiantly don't think I should be here," said Grissom as they walked by the line of people waiting to get in.
"Come on Gil Sara needs cheering up and Greg can get us in. You will enjoy yourself," instructed Catherine as Greg spoke to the man on the door
"And how can you get us in here?" asked Warrick taping Greg on the shoulder as he spoke to the bouncer
"Grateful owner," answered Greg winking. With that they were shown in much to the annoyance of the people waiting outside. The club was the usual sort of Vegas thing, scantly clad women and men serving drinks with hordes of tourists dancing around. The room slightly off to the side had sofas set out with people doing things Grissom was fairly certain you could be arrested for.
"Come on Gil," said Cath dragging him by a couple looking like they were about to strip each other.
"Drinks" shouted Warrick over the din
"Vodka" replied Catherine sitting Sara and Grissom down. Everything in the club was green which Sara suspected wouldn't' look so attractive after a couple of vodka's. Grissom looked very uncomfortable sat bolt upright on the seat with Greg next to him bouncing his head in time to the music.
"I thought you said I'd like it here," shouted Grissom to Greg
"Oh yer they got these lizard things come on," he said getting up and gesturing for Grissom to follow. After Greg had led Grissom away Cath decided to venture the subject that had got them here in the first place.
"So why do abuse cases get to you so much?" asked Catherine.
"My dad beat my mum. One day she got fed up and killed him," replied Sara bluntly.
Catherine was taken back by this answer as Warrick and Nick arrived with a tray of glasses, a bottle of vodka and several beers.
"Drink" said Cath taking a glass and handing it to Sara who gave a slight smile in return.
"Where's Grissom he hasn't done a runner already has he?" asked Nick sitting down next to Sara who had already downed her first shot.
"Tried to run out the fire escape Greg's chasing him," said Cath having a shot. Both Nick and Warrick gave a look showing they weren't entirely sure she was joking until the pair returned.
"Chameleons" said Grissom sitting down and been handed a shot which he stared at as if Cath had handed him cyanide
"Oh just drink it," shouted Catherine.
Present"I never should have had that, you're a bad influence on me," said Grissom looking at Cath with his head resting on his hands.
"You could always have said no," smiled Cath, "anyway I didn't make you drink the next five."
Emerald nightclub thirteen minutes later
"Dance" cried Sara. She was now laid across the seat her head on Catherine's lap. Nick and Warrick were dancing with a couple of women nearby and Greg was sat on the table mixing vodka and beer while cackling like an evil genius.
"Dance" shouted Sara throwing her legs and arms in the air
"Who are you talking to?" asked Cath taping the brunettes head.
"Me" said Grissom standing up on slightly unstable legs.
"Yes," cried Sara waving a finger around.
"Do you have nay control over your limbs?" asked Cath shoving Sara's hand from out her face
"They're very long to control," said Sara standing up and almost kneeing Catherine in the face.
"Wait watch this," shouted Greg. He began spinning the bottle round in hand then it slipped from his grasp and smashed on the floor with a loud crash sending shards of glass scattering across the floor.
"Maybe now might be a good time to leave," suggested Warrick coming back over with Nick.
"Before he steels a charm…chame…lizards thing," slurred Sara pointing to Grissom who was wondering off, "steeling is wrong" she shouted waving her finger in the air. Catherine grabbed Sara's arm before she took out the waitress's eye who was cleaning up the broken glass.
"Come on," instructed Catherine pulling the brunette and walking straight into a table much to the amusement of Nick who was following, that was until he went to push the door but walked into it.
"It's says PULL." emphasised Grissom walking by them all and taking Sara's arm "I work with buffoon's," he announced about to wonder down the middle of the road until Warrick grabbed him and Sara and lead them towards the path.
Present
"I saved your life," said Warrick proudly.
"Oh it's not like you threw yourself in front of a car or anything," said Sara.
"Time out" called Nick holding his hands up in a T, "ok so were drunk,"
"I'm hungover" interrupted Greg.
"Not now genius," said Nick.
"Were drunk walking down the sidewalk" said Grissom making a point of 'sidewalk.'
"Maybe we just walked here," suggested Greg.
"And what Sara got like this in her sleep," said Cath pointing to Sara's slightly swollen face.
"Oh a shoe," said Nick excitedly interrupting as he got of the sofa picking one of his shoe's from under Cath's chair, "a clue" he added in his best pompous voice.
"What?" asked Cath as Nick held up a sliver piece of foil with a G cut out.
"OH GOD" groaned Cath and Sara in unison
Last night- a sidewalk in Las Vegas
"Where we going?" moaned Greg poking his head through Cath's and Nick shoulders as they walked in front.
"Bar," suggested Sara watching her feet closely.
"Club," said Greg, "there," he added pointing.
"You want top go to glitter?" asked Cath with a smirk.
"I've been there" said Grissom stunning the group, "a bar man did something wrong" he creased his brow trying to remember, "I think there was drugs" he finished as the group made there way over.
Glitter wasn't the classiest clubs in town but it was by no means one of the dives. As made evident by its name glitter was it's main theme. Everything had a sparkle to it, the balls hanging from the ceiling the garish glittery red seats position on a higher level to he dance floor that it's self was packed patrons wrapping themselves around the polls that had started off just as a feature holding the balcony but ended up been used for drunken pole dances that distracted most of the men in the group as they walked by to find some seats. The bar was positioned between the seating area and the dance floor in silver chrome with scantily clad men and women in glitters wraps serving. The club was cooler than most nightclubs due to the circulating air that blew coloured metal foil with the letter G cut out around the dance floor along with bits of glitter. Eventually the group found some seats just out of the view of the dance floor.
"Why is everyone younger than me?" asked Grissom abruptly.
"Because they were born after you," replied Greg pleased with his answer.
"We need more drinks," announced Warrick getting up.
"I'll help," said Nick following.
"Me too," said Greg going to get up but sliding off the seat into Catherine.
"Where have the sparkly women gone?" asked Greg his head hanging upside down off the stool.
TBC ………..