A/N: Sorry that I've been off the radar lately… I had a HUGE project due for class but now it's finally finished!! Yay!!! So, I got quite a few requests to write a scene with Johnny dealing with a drunk Lulu… so here it is! I wanted to work it into the story that I have in my head for the two of them so that's why it took me awhile to figure out where exactly to put this scene… I'm not sure if I like how this turned out but I think it's a bit funny and that's what I was going for… I hope that you guys didn't think that I forgot about you :) Happy reading!

Let's Go Crazy

"So I was thinking…"

Johnny chuckled as Lulu slid her hands around his shoulders as he sat on their couch. He sighed softly as her lips pressed to the back of his head. He set down his book and put his hands on top of hers. He knew that voice all too well. She was up to something.

"What were you thinking?" he asked.

"Well, my mom called… and she told me that the nursery at her house is finally finished…" Lulu started.

"Uh huh…" he said, raising an eyebrow.

"And I think that she really wants the girls for a sleepover…" she said before pressing a kiss behind his ear.

"A sleepover? Are you sure? You hardly want to take the girls out of the house in their stroller…" he chuckled.

"Yeah… but now they're finally weaned and on formula… and besides, it's only for one night…" she whispered.

Her voice was low and sultry, sending a shiver down his spine. He absolutely adored being a father to the two most beautiful little girls in the entire world but these past seven months had been nothing short of a non-stop marathon, leaving very little time for just the two of them. He turned his face into hers and kissed her slowly. A night alone with his wife without the midnight feedings? What more could he ask for?

"I'll call her right now…" Lulu whispered as she pulled away from his lips.

A few hours later, the twins were successfully dropped off at their grandparents' house. Luke and Laura seemed to be thrilled to have their granddaughters for the entire evening. When Johnny returned back home from dropping Regan and Ava off, Lulu already had an entire spread out on their dining room table.

"You didn't waste any time…" he said, shrugging off his jacket.

"Of course… not…" she giggled.

She was holding a martini glass in her hand. The set of glasses with the mixer had been a housewarming gift from Maxie, along with a book on how to make all sorts of mixed drinks. Johnny was actually surprised that she had made martinis for the two of them because she said that a real girl can drink the same stuff as the guys and she often did out-drink him.

At least before they had the twins.

Lulu actually hadn't had a drop of alcohol since she got pregnant. She had read all the baby books that said that alcohol consumption was ok while breastfeeding as long as it was in moderation and monitored but Lulu, being a first time mother, said that she wouldn't have a drink until the twins were done with breastfeeding and she had successfully gotten the girls on the formula.

"How many of those have you had?" Johnny asked, pointing to the glass.

"Ummmm… I don't—I can't remember…. I just know that… they taste soooo good…" she said, slightly slurring her words and he couldn't help but to laugh.

"You didn't think to slow down a bit?" he asked.

"And why would I do that?" she asked.

"Because it seems like you're drunk or you're one more drink away from being drunk…" he laughed and she looked at him and frowned.

"Why are you such a buzzkill, Johnny?" she whined.

"I'm not a buzzkill… I'm just saying that you haven't had a drink in over a year and you're going for the strongest stuff that we have in the house…" he said, pointing to the vodka that was sitting beside her, and she immediately scoffed.

"This isn't thaaat strong…" she said, before erupting into a fit of giggles and he laughed along with her.

"But this is…" he whispered.

He then bent over and kissed her long and slow. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down towards her. Since Regan and Ava had entered their lives, they hadn't had a lot of time just to be together. They both adored being parents but taking care of seven month old twins didn't really leave them exhausted at the end of the day.

Needless to say, they had to come up with some more creative and faster ways to be intimate.

But now, they had the entire house to themselves for the entire night and Lulu clearly was thinking the same thing. She was now standing up, completely pressed up against him and kissing him in a way that let him know exactly where she wanted to go that night.

"You are sooo… sexy…" she whispered and he burst out laughing.

"You think I'm sexy?" he laughed.

"In-cred-ibly…" she said, enunciating each syllable, and he laughed.

"What brought on this… revelation?" he asked.

"I mean… you just walked in… wearing that tight… tight… tight blazer that shows off your arms that I absolutely love… and I just started thinking… I'm married… to the hottest guy in the freaking world…" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck again.

The amount of alcohol that she had before he came back home was starting to take hold of her speech. Her words were getting a bit slurred and her eyes were getting slightly droopy from one too many martinis.

"Ok, now I know you're drunk…" he chuckled.

"So I have to be drunk to comment on your attractiveness?" she asked, putting her hand on her hip.

"I don't think that you've ever told me that I was sexy before…" he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Really?" she asked, sounding almost shocked.

"If I didn't know any better... I would say that you're trying to seduce me…" he said, raising an eyebrow, and she smiled.

"Is it working?" she asked.

He immediately picked her up and she responded by wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her upstairs to their bedroom, laughing and kissing all the way. They fell onto their king-sized bed, still attached to each other. He didn't know when the next time they would have the house all to themselves would be so he needed to capitalize on the situation. She pulled away from his lips and sighed dreamily.

"I feel so warm…" she muttered.

Her eyes began to flutter as she lay beneath him. She immediately turned into his chest, snuggling against him, and five seconds later, he heard her snoring contently.

"You've got to be kidding me…" he laughed.

A part of him was irritated. All of the anticipation of having the house to themselves for the night had elicited many thoughts and none of them ended with his wife passed out from being drunk thirty minutes into their evening. He sighed heavily and managed to remove his arm from underneath Lulu. He looked over at her, sleeping soundly, and he laughed.

Justice would definitely be served in the morning when she woke up with a massive hangover and with two babies in the house.