I do not own BVTS or Las Vegas. This is simply a fun story crossing the two. Hope you enjoy.

Mary was in a jam. As events coordinator it was her job to plan fun things for various guests to do, big events for the hotel and book the general bands to play for their guests. Right now though she was coming up blank.

Ed had booked a group of ex-military men who had come to have a reunion of some sorts. Normally such men were in their fifty or sixties and wanted to just sit and drink, catch a show with pretty girls or play cards. But not this group. They were relatively young, the oldest probably reaching his early forties if that. And according to Ed they were not the simple 'relaxing' type of men. And he wanted her to plan a FUN weekend for them.

Danny had hinted they were Special Forces or some such in the past and had done some hard missions. But she didn't know what they would like to do. She had tried asking Danny but he'd gotten pulled away and she didn't know who else might have an idea.

Flopping into one of the café chairs she dropped her head on her arms groaning in frustration.

"You ok there Ms. Connelly?"

At the sound of the kind voice she looked up to find Alex standing over her looking down at her with concerned brown eyes. She really liked the young man, and dreaded the time when he'd have to leave. He'd proven to be a great person to have around.

"I'm ok Alex. Thanks for asking." She smiled up at him, though it was a bit forced.

"Uh huh, pull the other one." Xander sat down figuring he could as he had just come off shift and was not in his uniform. "This is my resolve face." He pointed to his features showing a very serious look. "It means you have to tell me what's wrong. And no fibbing."

Mary blinked at that before letting a more real smile take over. "I see. Well in that case, I'm frustrated with the latest assignment that Ed gave me."

"What is it? Maybe I can help." Xander leaned forward interested. Mary seemed to have a fun job, if not a difficult one.

She was going to wave him off but something stopped her and she gave him a considering look. "Maybe you can. I have a group of men coming in for a reunion. They're ex-military and all served together. Ed wants me to set up a fun weekend for them, but they don't want the 'usual'."

"Uh… what is the usual?" Dreading the answer, the teen seriously hoped it wasn't strippers and drinking.

"You know, gambling, sending them to a show with pretty girls, pool parties, massages, that sort of thing." She explained haphazardly. "But Ed told me that wouldn't be something they would enjoy. Apparently they like to be active."

"Ok." Xander leaned back in a thinking pose. "Well there ya go. They're ex-military but they like to be active. Why not do things like paint ball, a day trip to the Grand Canyon for hiking, or indoor climbing. Maybe do activities where they have to act as teams or one whole team. It would bring back good memories of working together without the fear of death. That's the whole point right, going back to the days they were a unit?"

"That's… a great idea!" Standing suddenly feeling more energized about the project she grinned broadly at the young man. "That's way better than what I had."

"Glad I could help." Xander grinned, captured in Mary's enthusiasm.

"Good." She nodded latching onto his uninjured arm and pulling her along with her. "Because you're coming with me to help plan and finalize the details!"

Poor Xander never got the chance to protest. Instead he simply held on for the ride, much like he would with Willow when she got going. Though Mary would pick out activities and ask for his input, actually taking his advice.

They partnered with Delinda one night about a lunch for the men set up as a "chow" line or fake MREs (the style of packaging but with real food) and a dinner that would allow them time to unwind and enjoy themselves.

He helped her find the right places for a paint ball game and even an obstacle course run where the guys could challenge each other and bring back the old teamwork. They even set aside the pool at one point for water games, mostly volleyball. Xander did suggest though that they have some of the prettier staff serving the guys and acting as referees, these were red-blooded men after all.

Granted neither could truly know if it would all go over well until the party arrived, so they made a basic backup just in case. On the day of the arrival Mary had dressed in short camo shorts and a green tank top, looking like a very sexy version of a drill sergeant. Xander watched from a short ways away curious if the guys would like his suggestions.

"Welcome to the Montecito, I'm Mary your event coordinator." She greeted the group of about twelve men.

"Hello Mary." One man whistled in the back.

"Ain't never seen a drill instructor like that." Another replied.

After a good bit of laughter and jibes, which Mary took in stride, she passed out the itinerary. "Here's what I have planned for your weekend. If it meets your approval we'll get you settled in your rooms and get to it."

Xander watched with baited breath as they read the forms.

"Dude! Paintball! Yo Duke, I'm so kicking your ass at that!"

"In your dreams Hawkins!"

"Sweet, volleyball! Mac, we gotta team up against the terror twins!"

More and more positive comments came bringing a great sense of relief to Mary and Xander for that matter.

"Well if you gentlemen are ready, let's get you checked in." As she passed him, Mary sent a wink in his direction, receiving a jaunty grin in return.

He turned to head towards the back to get ready for his shift nearly running into Ed.

"Mr. Deline." He greeted.

"Alex. Good job helping Mary out." Taking in the teen's suddenly red cheeks he grinned.

"It was no problem. I'm just glad the guests liked the things we came up with."

"You got a good head on your shoulders kid. Don't let anyone tell ya different." He patted the boy's shoulder, earning an even more bashful expression. Inside it made the older man angry that this young man had obviously not heard many compliments in his lifetime.

"Thanks Mr. Deline. Uh… I'm gonna go get ready for my shift." Xander fidgeted a bit under his gaze.

"Ah yes. It's Friday, that means the Golden Girls will be in." Nodding in understanding he chuckled as the teen sighed again in embarrassment. "They do like their dealers young."

"Not you too!"

Laughing out right at the kid's expression he gently pushed him in the direction of the locker rooms. "Go on, can't keep your adoring fans waiting."