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Fuel to the Fire

Bodies and Shots

Hodges waited nervously outside of Sara's apartment building while the cab driver cast him agitated glances to hurry whoever they were waiting for up, when he turned back to the door to see Sara fumbling with her keys. She was wearing tight black jeans and a stripy shirt, it was not until she got closer to him that he realised that the shirt was almost transparent. Hodges took a nervous deep breath when his eyes found themselves comprehending the lacy black basque underneath the thin fabric. He quickly looked away to see Sara smirking at him as she stalked past him climbing into the back of the cab.

Once they were driving through the neon streets of Vegas the awkward atmosphere between them did not ease. Sara dug out a bottle from her bag with a click of her tongue after taking a swing she offered it to Hodges.

"What is it?" he asked eyeing the clear liquid with concern.

"Vodka." Sara informed him with a smile.

"No thank you." he declined politely.

"Come on David, loosen up a bit." She laughed thrusting the bottle at him until he finally took it from her. With a disgusted look on his face he took a mouthful of the liquid and handed the bottle back to Sara. She smirked taking another mouthful of the bitter liquid her eyes not leaving his.

"What do you have to lose?" Before he could stop her Sara had closed the space between them her lips brushing his ear as she whispered. The bottle was again in his hand and with Sara's careful gaze he took another mouthful.

She watched him with an amused expression, as though she could see the alcohol burning away at his defences. Hodges had never been drunk in front of his workmates before, in fact he was pretty sure he represented the epitome of responsibility in the lab but something about the glint in Sara's eye when she passed that bottle back again made him want to lose control.

The pair stood at Greg's door waiting for a response, it eventually swung open to display their host casually dressed in a shirt and jeans. Sara breezed in planting a kiss on his cheek that lingered just a moment too long while placing the bottle of wine in his hand. She pulled back looking at her friend with her eyes lustily clouded over, her plus one awkwardly standing outside the door frame watching anxiously on, thinking that any moment now their lips would collide as if they were lovers. But he was proved wrong as Sara whispered something in Greg's ear and disappeared into the chaotic house.

"Come in...I guess..." Greg said with a monotone voice and a shrug of his shoulders moving away back into his house with the aim of finding Sara to ask her what the hell was going on.

Hodges moved in letting his ears slowly adjusting to the loud music and the shrill voices of his co-workers. This was most certainly not the sort of place he usually would be, but for some strange reason unknown to himself it felt nice to be a part of something.

Greg finally found Sara in the kitchen pouring a drink while chatting with Archie. His finger's encircled Sara's wrist as he pulled her away from the AV-tech.

"What are you doing bringing Mr Self-Righteous here?" he asked with a disappointed expression.

"Oh just for some fun..." She smirked but her answer did not satisfy her friend.

"Okay okay...can we just say I owe you?" she offered with a raised eye brow.

"Sure..." Greg leant in whispering in her ear. "But know...I will collect."

They shared an intense gaze for a moment before Sara gave him a beaming smile planting another kiss on his cheek. Greg turned to see Hodges looking intently at his pet fish with an expression that displayed nothing but awe. This could be fun, he thought was slight amusement.

"Here." Sara returned to Hodges's side handing him a plastic cup filled with a suspicious looking liquid.

"What is it?" he asked innocently with raised eyebrows.

"Just drink it." was the only response from his companion. And with that she disappeared again slinking away on her heels, her long legs and the way of her hips mesmerising him.

"So where's your date?" Henry asked appearing from what seemed like nowhere.

"She went that way..." Hodges responded pointing in the direction in which he had seen Sara walking.

"How's it going so far?" His almost friend asked with genuine interest.

"Well she was twenty minutes late, made me drink vodka in the cab like we were some sorts of delinquent teenagers and now she's abandoned me so I've made friends with Sander's fish..." He spoke quickly not wanting to give away the fact that he was having fun- that this side to Sara was most certainly someone that caught his attention.

"Sounds like a good night to me... and Sara's looks...nice." he said slowly.

"Pervert." Hodges threw the word at him as if it were an object.

"You can't say you haven't noticed?" Henry accused. It was true- he had noticed. He'd noticed from the moment he'd seen her walking out her apartment towards him.

"I'm going to find Sara." He said quietly excusing himself. Hodges stepped into what appeared to be the dining room while everyone stood surrounding the table. He muscled his way to the front to see what it was that everyone was doing.

"Sara you have to call while it's still in the air!" Greg shouted at his friend as she watched him with a frown.

"What's going on?" Hodges muttered to Archie who happened to be next him.

"We're playing Flip, Sip or Strip." He explained briefly his eyes on back on Sara.

"Heads." She shouted.

"Sorry Sar but it's tails." Greg smirked showing her the coin as proof. A shot of tequila was placed in front of her and after grimacing slightly Sara took the shot to be met with applause. The continued playing the coin finally getting around to Hodges who simply just handed it to Archie.

"I refuse to partake in his." He said simply while he got "booed" but his now drunk co-workers.

He stood watching completely perplexed by the way the professionals he worked with were acting. This apparently was a way to unwind but as they all laughed and jeered he began wondering how it was in any way liberating.

"Sorry Sara, you're wrong again...you know what three times means." Greg grinned at her.

"What does three times mean?" Hodges asked Archie who rolled his eyes at how oblivious the trace tech appeared to be.

"Well...strip is in the title for a reason." he said mildly cryptically.

"Sara has to strip?" He asked his voice hitched slightly as he glanced nervously at the brunette who looked accusingly at Greg.

"Yeah, pretty much." Archie now had turned completely away from him, his eyes glued on Sara who stood shakily before them.

But without further ado her fingers worked on the buttons on the front of her blouse slowly and seductively- she finally removed the garment throwing it down on the middle of the table exposing to those surrounding the table her lace clad torso.

Initially Hodges found himself taking a quick inhale of breath amazed by the sight of her almost bare skin. But it then hit him exactly how wrong it was to be starting at Sara like this. He removed his jacket walking to her side he wrapped his around her shoulders as she did so she tumbled into his arms with her eyes closed.

"What's wrong with you people?" He accused as he wrapped his arms around Sara as if protecting her from the heartless stares of predators.