Both men turned at the familiar voice.

"Why do you ask?" Grissom asked with a smile.

"Because you've cast a spell on me. Care to buy me a drink?" She purred and her voice oozed sex. Brass' jaw was hanging open. He'd heard the pick up line and now that he's seen her use it, he had trouble believing that Gil couldn't close the deal with her all those years ago.

"Sure." Grissom walked her to the bar and if it was possible, Brass' jaw dropped even further.

"Join me?" she asked.

"I'd love to, but I'm on the clock."

"Bummer, you're the best looking guy in this place." She used her hand to cover his. Grissom had forgotten that Brass was witnessing the entire event when he covered her hand with his other one.

"Thank you. I'm free in about four hours though."

"I'm on a scavenger hunt; can you help me?"

"Maybe." he said and paid for the drink.

"Do you wear boxers?"

"May I ask why?" he was having flashbacks of ten years ago.

"I need to find a cute guy and get his boxers."

"Thank you again and yes, I wear boxers."

"May I have them?" she leaned in so their lips were almost touching. Brass pinched his arm to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"What do I get out of this? Going commando isn't that comfortable." He told her honestly.

"What would you like?" Grissom was being affected with the direction this conversation was heading.

"What have you got?" he asked. Brass couldn't believe what he was seeing. Sara leaned into his personal space and whispered something in his ear. Grissom actually smiled and then nodded. When they left the bar, Grissom noticed Brass standing there.

"Jim, I'll be right back." Sara grabbed his hand and walked away. Catherine found Jim and proceeded to hit on him. He lied and said he gave his shorts away already. Jamie was wandering around, taking pictures of everyone.

"This is Brass." He said when he answered his phone.

"It's Nick; is Grissom there with you?"

"Sort of."

"It's a yes or no question."

"He was here, but Sara hit on him and dragged him away ten minutes ago."

"Sara's there? Where are you?" Brass told Nick the name of the bar and Nick said he was on his way to pick up Grissom. Three minutes after Brass put his phone away, Grissom returned wearing a goofy smile on his face and Sara on his arm.

"Nick's on his way here to pick you up. Where have you been?"

"Busy." Grissom answered quickly but Sara didn't hear him.

"I traded for his boxers; see?" Brass immediately decided he liked drunken Sara. Grissom lowered the arm holding up his underwear.

"Oh, and what did you give him in return?" he asked her.

"I gave him…" A hand covered her mouth and Grissom answered instead.

"It's not important." Sara pushed his hand away.

"Blowjob." she said importantly.

"What?" Brass looked at her. Grissom turned crimson and that's when Brass understood. He looked at Grissom with amusement and in turn, Gil tried to down play it.

"It's not like she hasn't seen it before. I gave her my boxers ten years ago."

"You weren't her boss ten years ago." Brass reminded him.

"Nobody will know if you don't say anything." Grissom retaliated.

"Know what; Sara, you look hot." Nick joined the trio.

"I got Grissom's underwear." Sara was quite proud of this. Nick smiled.

"Good, it sounded like you needed a new pair. Griss, we've got to go." Grissom looked down at Sara.

"Sara, I've got to go. Stop drinking and have fun." Sofia showed up as Sara grabbed Grissom's face to kiss him good-bye. Nick and Brass couldn't believe what they were seeing. Sofia was too drunk to notice. Jamie captured the moment on film. When the kiss broke, Grissom left. Sofia tried to pick up Nick and failed, but did get ten dollars from him. Grissom took Nick's car to the new scene and Nick rode with Brass.

"Did Sara really kiss him?" Nick was making sure that he wasn't the only witness.

"She did more than that, my friend. I think I like drunken Sara."

"Tell me, my lips are sealed."

"She said she gave him a blowjob to get his boxers."

"She what?" Nick looked at him from the passenger seat; confident that Brass was pulling his leg.

"It's better. You should've been there. She tried to pick him up again with the same line. She got him to buy her a drink and he was returning her flirtatious remarks. I don't know what they said, but both of them were quite out of character. Catherine tried to get my shorts, but I lied to her."

"Catherine is with them? That's why she wanted me to work for her?" Nick couldn't believe his ears.

"I was at the table when she called you. Grissom was too. Sara was there with her college friends when me, Cath and Sofia walked by. Sara called Gil and then one of Sara's friends invited our two ladies to join Sara and the crew."

"They looked good. We should all go out one night." Nick suggested.

"Maybe. Do you realize that Gil let Sara break a law and then tried to cover it up?" Brass asked with a mischievous voice.

"You're right." Nick agreed a minute later.

"She was quite proud of it too."

"What did Grissom do?" Nick asked.

"He admitted that she's seen it all before. I'm assuming it was when she got the first pair."

"Do you realize that Grissom broke a law while on the clock?" Nick asked with a smile.

"We could have fun with this."

"I don't know, man. Pissed off Grissom isn't someone I'm anxious to meet; especially if he can fire me."

"He has no power over me." Brass said.

"Go for it. I know nothing." Brass was lost in thought for a minute.

"I think I know what we can do; I'll need your help though."

"Maybe. What are you going to do?" Nick asked. Brass told him the plan. Nick agreed to help and drove back to the bar. Sara was too drunk to know what he was doing.

"Hi girls." He poured on the charm and smiled at them. They all cheered for him.

"Hey, Sara, come with me. I've got a game we can play." She shrugged.

"Ok." He took her elbow and started to lead her to the door.

"I'll bring you back, I promise." He said when she was eyeing her alcohol longingly.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"It's a surprise."

"I love surprises! Is it a birthday?" she asked and hugged his arm.

"No, but we might buy a present." he said.

"Yeah!" Nick mentally agreed with Brass; drunk Sara was fun.

"Wait! I forgot my boxers; I need them." She stopped to look around for them.

"You're wearing them, see?" he showed her the fabric peeking out from under her skirt.

"Oh, gosh, you're smart."

"Sara, what's my name?" he asked.

"Don't you know it?" she asked.

"Yes, I want to see if you do." He covered.

"Oh, it's Nick."

"Good girl, we're here." She saw the display cases and hovered in the window.

"Oooh pretty."

"I know; are you ready to play our game?" he asked and led her inside.

"Yes!" the clerk eyed them carefully, but Nick sent a reassuring look in her direction.

"Ok, hold out your left hand. We're playing guess the number."

"Four." She said automatically.

"Ma'am, could size her finger please?" The clerk, did as she was asked.

"She's right sir."

"Sara, you win."

"Yeah! What's my prize?"

"I'll buy you a drink and help you with your scavenger hunt." He offered.

"Cool." Yep, drunken Sara is definitely fun. He thought to himself. He took her back to the bar and relinquished his shorts to Catherine. He told the bartender to call him if they got out of control. I started watering down their drinks an hour ago. Half the alcohol; half the price."

"Thank you. Keep an eye on the brunette. Someone cares a lot about her."

"It's that guy that was in here earlier; from the crime lab, right?" Nick was mentally impressed with the man's memory.

"That's the one."

"You got it. Thanks for the card. I'll be calling." The bartender pocketed the card and shook Nick's hand.

"Thank you." He took one look at the pack of women dancing feverishly. Catherine was swinging his underwear over her head. He left them alone.

An hour later, the bar called, asking for the ladies to be picked up. Grissom had just gotten back from his scene.

"Hey Griss, the bar called and we need to go pick up the ladies."

"It'll take four cars. You get Warrick and I'll call Brass. We'll get them home." Nick nodded and smiled. Warrick was in for a real shock.

"Hey Rick, get your car and meet me, Grissom and Brass at the Trip Wire bar."

"Why can't we ride together?" Warrick asked an obvious question.

"We're going to pick up women." Nick said and Warrick's eyebrows rose.

"Grissom's going?"

"Meet me there; you'll see what I mean." Nick left before Warrick could pry any more information out of him.

The bar was fairly cleared out when the four men arrived at the bar. The women were still going strong.

"Whoa, is that Sara? And Catherine? And Sofia?!" Warrick asked with wide eyes.

"Yep." Nick confirmed with a smile on his face.

"They're hot." he said.

"Yep." Nick agreed.

"Alright, I'll take Sara and Jamie. Brass, take Amy and Ann. Nick, take Sofia and Cassie. Warrick, you get Catherine. Our out of town guests are all staying at the Tangiers." Grissom handed out the orders. The four men split up to collect the seven women.

"Gil! I missed you!" Sara ran and collided with him. Warrick's jaw hit the floor when she kissed him.

"Hi. I came to take you home. Want to go for a ride?" he asked.

"I'll go anywhere with you, baby." She purred. Nick and Brass shared a look and nodded at each other.

"Look, I still have your boxers. I thought I lost them until Nick showed me I was still wearing them. Isn't he sweet?" Grissom was almost holding her up while she talked to him.

"Very sweet. What was Nick doing here?"

"We played a game at the jewelry store. I won." She said proudly.

"What game did you play?"

"Guess the number."

"What number did you guess?" he asked.

"Four. The lady told me I was right, I won." Sara snuggled into his side, unaware of anyone else in the room. Grissom glared at Nick as he put his arm around Sara.

"Nick, we'll be talking later."

"Ok." Grissom collected Jamie, who was happily taking photos. Brass quickly left, following Grissom back to the hotel. Warrick found Catherine.

"Hey."

"Warrick!"

"Can I take you home?" he asked.

"To bed?" she palmed his cheek.

"Yes, I'll put you in bed. Come on." He smiled at her and she leaned on him.

"Ok." Nick found Sofia on the dance floor. It took time, but he was able to get the two women to his car. He tipped the bartender on his way out and made sure to settle the bill. It took time to wrangle Sofia's address from her. Brass was coming out of the hotel after dropping off his guests with their husbands and offered to take Sofia home.

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A/N: What do you think Brass' plan is? Will Sara remember anything from the bar? The next chapter will cover the hang over and the renewal of the vows.

I have a busy weekend ahead of me so I thought that I would be kind and reward everyone who has requested more by posting twice in the same day. It doesn't happen very often and I hope this chapter will keep you warm and fuzzy until Monday morning. Have a great weekend everyone! Kelly