The following day was Roger and Meagan's birthdays. In the morning, the group was going sightseeing then to see Cirque Du Solei in the evening. In the afternoon, Roger had said he wanted to go to lunch and gamble a little bit. Mimi and Joanne had pitched in to get tickets to the interpreted version of Avenue Q – Meagan's all-time favorite musical.

After lunch, the guys headed to the casino while the girls hung out by the pool. Roger and Meagan had taught Mimi some signs last night, so there was no need for Roger to get an interpreter.

"So, what do you want to do, Rog?" Collins asked as he, Mark and Roger entered the casino. They were now walking towards the slot machines.

"Those look like fun." Roger said as he heard bells and alarms go off, meaning someone had won. He sat down at a slot machine as Mark and Collins sat on either side of him. Roger put a dollar in the money slot and pulled the trigger. It was a lemon and two 7s.

"You guys wanna play craps or poker?" Mark asked, getting up from his slot machine. The other two men nodded and started to walk to the crap table when they heard someone call to Roger. Roger spun around and saw Mimi, by herself.

"Mimi? What's wrong?" Roger asked.

"Nothing – I came to let you guys know that we're going to King Arthur's Court for lunch – it's the café in the hotel. Our reservations are for 12, so don't be late." Mimi said, winking at the boys as she left the casino.

"What time is it now?" Mark asked a half-hour later. The three of them were playing craps and Mark was losing badly. Roger had won twenty dollars, whereas Collins had won forty.

"It's 11:59." Roger answered, stepping away from the craps table to take his AZT and take a sip of water he ordered.

"We should go to the café – now!" Collins said, taking his AZT and took a sip of the apple martini he ordered.

They reached the café five minutes later and found the girls sitting at a rather large table. Roger sat next to Mimi on one side and Meagan on the other.

"You guys win anything?" Maureen asked as Mark and Collins sat at the table.

"I won twenty dollars." Roger bragged as the waitress came over.

"Shit – I won forty." Collins boasted, sticking his tongue out at Roger.

"If it helps, I didn't win anything." Mark told the girls.

Just then, the waitress cleared her throat, getting the group's attention. They all looked at her and smiled.

"Hi – I'm Josie and I'll be your waitress this afternoon. Can I start you off with something to drink?" she asked.

"Water and a Coke." Roger started.

"Is Pepsi okay?" Josie asked. Roger nodded.

"Can I get a lemonade, please?" Mimi asked. Josie smiled and nodded.

"I'll have a Sierra Mist, please." Meagan signed to the waitress, who looked utterly confused.

"She wants a Sierra Mist." Roger translated. Josie smiled and wrote down Meagan's drink order.

"I'll have water." Maureen told the waitress.

"Make that two." Mark spoke up.

"I'll have an Apple Tini." Joanne told the waitress.

"What sort of beers do you have?" Collins asked. Josie started to name the beers and Collins stopped her after the third choice – Bud Light.

"I'll be right back with your drinks. Do you have any questions about the menu?" Josie asked. Everyone shook their heads and looked at the delicious food choices.

Five minutes later, Josie and another waiter came over with two trayfuls of drinks. Once everyone had their drink, Josie got out a pad of paper and a pen so that she could write down people's orders.

"I'll have a grilled chicken sandwich. Instead of coleslaw, could I have French Fries with it?" Roger asked. Josie nodded and wrote down Roger's order.

"I'll have a ½ soup and ½ salad. For the soup, could I have the chicken noodle and a small Caesar salad?" Mimi placed her order. Josie nodded again and wrote down Mimi's order.

"She'll have a turkey sandwich without mayo and an order of fries." Roger told Josie as Meagan translated to Roger.

"Just a side of mashed potatoes and some chicken noodle soup for me." Maureen told the waitress. Joanne, Mark and Collins placed their orders and Josie walked away.

"Maureen? Are you okay?" Mimi asked, taking a sip of her drink.

"Yeah. Well, actually, no. I know it's Roger and Meagan's big day, but there's something we need to tell you guys – we're pregnant!" Maureen blurted out as Roger translated for Meagan.

"Here's to Maureen, Joanne and their new baby. Congrats." Mark raised his glass and toasted his friends, motioning for the others to do the same.

Once lunch had been eaten, the guys went back to the casino, while the girls went back to the pool. They agreed to meet back at the hotel by five, so that way they could get ready to go before going out on the town.

"Roger, we need to get going." Mark told his friend, watching him pull the trigger on the slot machine he was playing.

"One more try." Roger said, his voice almost robotic.

"No, we need to go NOW!" Collins said, pulling Roger away from the slot machine. Mark put some money in and pulled the trigger. A cactus and two cowboy hats came up, so Mark left it, running after his friends.

The guys were ready ten minutes before the girls, so they hung out in the hotel lobby. Roger and Mark were having a thumb war, while Collins flipped through a magazine.

Maureen and Meagan were the first ones to enter the lobby. Maureen was wearing black pants and a white peasant blouse. On her feet, she wore high-heeled sandals. Meagan was wearing a blue shirt and matching skirt. On her feet, she wore purple ballet flats.

Mimi and Joanne arrived four minutes later. Mimi was wearing a pink skirt, white tank top and blue shrug. On her feet, she wore white sandals. Joanne was wearing a black shirt, black pants and a pink tie. On her feet, she wore black dress shoes.

"You girls clean up nice." Mark told the girls as they headed out of the hotel.

"So do you guys." Mimi told the boys, taking hold of Roger's hand. He smiled at her and together, the seven of them headed out of the hotel and made their way down the strip.

Suddenly, two gunshots made them turn around. The people around them screamed and scattered in every which way. The group stayed together as much as they could.

"SOMEBODY CALL 911!" Someone called from the middle of the commotion. Roger whipped out his cell phone and dialed 911.

"911 What's your emergency?" a woman's voice came on the other line.

"Yeah, hi. I would like to report a shooting." Roger told the woman.

"What's your location, sir?"

"Outside the Excalibur Hotel and Casino."

"Do you know if anyone was hurt?"

"I can't tell – there's a big crowd in front of me."

"I'll go check it out." Mimi volunteered. Roger nodded and waited until Mimi came back.

"Sir? Are you there?" the operator inquired.

"Yeah – my girlfriend went to check it out."

"Oh my God! Roger!" Mimi called. Roger ran to her, motioning for the others to stay put. When he got to the front of the crowd, he saw Benny and Georgette lying in a pool of blood.

"I got to the front of the crowd and saw two dead bodies." Roger was explaining to a female CSI.

"Can you identify the bodies?" she asked him. Roger nodded and followed her to where two male medical examiners were examining the bodies.

"That's our ex-friend Benjamin Coffin and his wife, Georgette." Roger told the female CSI. He looked over at his friends and sister – Mimi was talking to a young male CSI, while his friends and Meagan looked scared.

"We'll need you to come down to the station and answer a few questions." The female CSI – Catherine Willows – told Roger. He nodded and motioned for his friends to come alone.

"Where are you guys from?" Catherine asked Roger as he and Meagan sat in the interrogation room.

"We're all from New York – we flew out here for our birthdays." Roger answered, indicating to Meagan, who was pale and looked scared.

"Where were your friends during the shooting?" Catherine asked Meagan. She looked to Roger to translate, which he did.

"They were with us." Megan signed while Roger translated. Catherine looked to Roger.

"She's my twin and she's been deaf since she was three." Roger quickly explained.

"Did Benny or Georgette have any enemies?" Catherine asked Roger. Roger shook his head.

"Thanks for cooperating. We'll just need your fingerprints, just to rule you out as suspects." Catherine explained. Roger nodded and translated to Meagan. She nodded and let Catherine take her fingerprints. When she was done, it was Roger's turn.

As they left headquarters, Roger and Meagan ran into the rest of the gang.

"You guys okay?" Roger asked as they headed to a café across the street. The five of them nodded as they entered the café.

"Hey Mark." A black-haired woman greeted them as they sat in a booth.

"Hey Sara. What are you doing here?" Mark asked the woman.

"My shift is over. Mind if I join you guys?" Sara asked. Mark shook his head as she pulled up a chair. Mark had everyone introduce himself or herself. When it got to Meagan, she fingerspelled her name. Sara smiled and signed her name back.

"How do you know sign language?" Maureen asked once the introductions were made.

"We had a case a few years ago where a deaf girl was raped. I took a class at the community college so that I could understand her." Sara explained, pouring herself some coffee.

"What's with that scary-looking guy on the team?" Mimi asked.

"Which guy? There's Greg, Nick, Grissom, David, Warrick-" Sara started naming off guys when Mimi stopped her at Grissom.

"He's actually really nice when he's not working." Sara told her as other members of CSI entered the café and sat at the next table over from them.

"Which one's Grissom?" Mimi asked.

"He's the one with the white hair and is wearing a gray shirt and jeans." Sara answered.

"Why are you asking about him?" Collins spoke up, taking a sip of his coffee.

"He scares me a little." Mimi answered. Sara smiled and motioned for the others to join them. Grissom and Collins put the table and booth together, annoying the wait staff.

"Don't worry about it." Warrick reassured them as he took a seat next to Mimi and Roger.

Greg started to say something when he saw Meagan sitting at the table, looking around. Greg tapped her on the shoulder and tried to find the right words.

"Hi." Greg said five seconds later. Meagan blinked and stared at him.

"She's deaf, Greg." Grissom told the young man. Greg felt himself blush and sat back down. Meagan smiled at Greg, knowing it was an honest mistake.

The thirteen of them talked for a while longer before Mimi rested her head on Roger's shoulder and looked up at him with tired eyes.

"Um, should we go back to our hotel or what do we do?" Mark inquired, avoiding Sara's kind brown eyes.

"Well, your hotel is a crime scene, but you can go back. Just don't go anywhere – we may need to question you further." Catherine spoke up, getting up from the table.

"I don't know how you can sleep, Meems." Roger whispered. He, Meagan and Mimi were in their hotel room. Meagan had fallen asleep and Mimi had her eyes closed, but she wasn't asleep.

"I saw things like this all the time in my neighborhood growing up. I guess I'm used to it." Mimi responded sleepily. She then propped herself on her elbow and turned so she was facing Roger. He was shirtless and had on red and black striped pajama bottoms on.

"You okay?" Roger asked, climbing in next to Mimi.

"I want to know something – don't get mad at me."

"I promise."

"How come you never mentioned Meagan before this? I've been with you a long time and you never talked about her."

"Her foster family didn't want us to keep in touch – they were strict."

"Yeah, but that doesn't explain very much."

Roger took a deep breath and explained a little further.

"I'm sorry young man, but she doesn't want to see you." Mr. Templin told a fifteen-year-old Roger.

"I need to make sure she's okay." Roger explained, his voice pleading.

"Roger?" Meagan signed. She was standing behind Mr. Templin. Her blond hair was pulled into a neat ponytail and she was wearing a long blue dress and white shoes.

"I'm here, Meagan." Roger signed to his twin. He then turned to Mr. Templin. "She doesn't want to see me? It looks like she does."

"Anne, could you get Meagan out of here?" Mr. Templin told his eldest daughter. She nodded and put a comforting hand on Meagan's shoulder. Meagan didn't budge.

"LET'S GO!" Anne yelled, kicking Meagan in the shin. Meagan let out a wail and followed Anne willingly.

"Now, get out of here!" Mr. Templin growled to Roger.

"I'm not going anywhere. She needs me!" Roger screamed at the obese man in front of him.

"If you're not off my porch by the time I count to five, I'm calling the police!" Mr. Templin threatened. Roger took a step back and ran off the porch, knowing the man was serious.

Roger returned later that night with his uncle Patrick and cousin Elizabeth. Liz and Patrick were to keep Mr. Templin occupied while Roger got Meagan out of there. Roger got the latter off the ground and climbed in through the far window – Meagan's room. She was fast asleep, but when Roger punched her – hard – on the shoulder, she woke up.

"Roger? What the hell!" She signed angrily while Roger pulled her into a hug. She relaxed and hugged him back.

"We're getting you out of here. I don't like the way they treat you." Roger signed to his twin, helping her stand up and climb out the window.

"We?" Meagan signed once they were on the ground.

"Uncle Patrick and cousin Liz came with me." Roger signed, taking a hold of Meagan's hand and ran as fast as he could towards town. He heard a car behind him and looked over his shoulder – it was Uncle Patrick's car.

"Get in – hurry!" Patrick said, not even stopping for Roger and Meagan. They jumped into the car at the same time.

"You guys okay?" Liz asked, looking in the rearview mirror. Roger nodded and let Meagan rest her head on his shoulder.

"That still doesn't explain anything." Mimi told her boyfriend.

"I told the police that the Templin's were abusing Meagan and they arrested the entire family. Patrick had told the police that it was his idea to get Meagan out of there – he didn't want to see me go to juvie." Roger explained. Mimi wrapped her arms around Roger's waist and kissed his bare chest.

"I'm glad that you rescued her." Mimi said in-between kisses.

"I am, too." Roger told her, holding Mimi closer to him.

"I have no idea how I'm gonna sleep tonight." Maureen told her partner, pacing the length of the room. Joanne didn't look up from her book she was reading.

"Honey, come to bed." Joanne told Maureen after a few minutes.

"Joanne – Benny and Georgette were KILLED tonight and YOU'RE telling me to come to bed?" Maureen exclaimed.

"Maureen, please." Joanne pleaded.

"I never told anyone this, but Benny and I used to date."

"WHAT?"

"It was before I met Mark, back in high school." Maureen told Joanne, suddenly regretting it. Joanne was extremely jealous when it came to Maureen talking about her past lovers.

"It was just for a couple of months – I found out he was cheating on me with a slut from the cheerleading team." Maureen quickly explained.

"Maureen Lynn Johnson-Jefferson." Joanne growled, rubbing her temples. Maureen climbed in the adjacent bed and turned so that she was facing away from her partner.

"DO NOT use my full name – I hate it." Maureen sobbed. Joanne turned on the bedside lamp and got out of bed. She then held the other woman, muttering 'I'm sorry' in her ear.

"Jesus fuck damn shit!" Collins cursed.

"Wha's goin on?" Mark muttered sleepily.

"It was FUCKING scary what happened tonight and all you can do is SLEEP?" Collins screamed at the other man.

"Collins? What's going on?" Mark asked, more awake.

"Even though we all hated Benny, I think we should do something." Collins answered, a little more calmed down. Mark climbed out of bed and sat on the edge of Collins' cot. He then pulled the other man into a hug and held him for a while.

"I agree." Mark said once he pulled out of the hug.

The two men spent the rest of the night planning a funeral for Benny and Georgette.