Paige and I sat on our beds waiting for the NCIS officers to get there. Paige sighed walking over to her bag to decide what to wear that night. I sighed and walked over giving the body a cursory examination.
"Well that hurt" I said grabbing my bag and pulling out a bunch of clothes that I always saved for Panama City and any other clubbing operations I did. I picked up a dress I had worn in Dubai on the last mission I had done for NIA. Paige turned toward me laughing as I held it.
"Was I really that slutty" I said in mock horror looking at the deep plunge that went nearly to my belly button. Paige laughed and nodded. I sifted through the rest of the clothes looking for something to wear until I heard a knock on the door. I walked to the door checking the peep hole to make sure of whom it was. I smiled as I threw the door open
"Michaela it's so good to see you" I said smiling at my old friend. Paige came out of the bathroom in a mini dress that not only showed off her best features; her ass her legs and her boobs but also looked really good on her.
I turned to Michaela smiling "do you mind if we go out I mean we only found him and we only have a limited time here and we want to club and party."
"Sure enjoy the city drink some alcohol for me" she smiled at us. I walked to my clothes picking up something randomly looking at Paige's little sexy black dress hoping whatever it was I grabbed would top it.
I slid the white cheetah print mini dress on. It fit like a tight glove and stopped just after my ass. I walked out and grabbed my strappy gladiator heels walking past Michaela's partner smiling. Paige met me at the door wearing red stiletto pumps.
"Shall we" I said in a sexy voice I reserved for special occasions like this. We walked down the hall and all the guys' heads turned.
She laughed "still turning heads at the age of 26 we are damn good." I laughed as we got into her car.
*Next morning*
I woke up in my bed in a tee shirt that said Don't Piss me Off I'm Running out of Places to Hide Bodies. I rolled over to find a guy on Paige's bed. I grabbed the Tylenol and Gatorade and went to take a shower. I came out in a towel Paige and her boy toy were still passed out so I slipped into a black and white checkered corset and a pair of ripped up jeans and walked out the door. I got down to the lobby as a song started blaring from the bar. I turned from the free continental breakfast to the bar and walked in.
*That night*
Paige and I pulled up in front of a club that a guy had told us about. There was apparently a fine mist that they sprayed in the club that was alchol. We walked in sexy dresses promising to each pick up a guy at this place.
*Next Morning*
I woke up looking over at another guy passed out on Paige's bed. I took another shower sliding into a bikini that said Aloha across the butt. I walked out onto the pool deck smiling at one of the lifeguards. I slid into the pool going underwater and swimming across the length of the pool 4 times before coming up to catch my breath. It had been two minutes and I knew I could stay under longer but the life guard looked nervous. I floated on my back thinking of the two days we had left before we had to go our separate ways. I heard a scream and came up to find s guy trying to steal a woman's purse.
I jumped out of the pool reaching for my gun. All I found was wet skin. I cursed my luck running after the guy. He made it to the front of the hotel along the strip before I caught up to him. I jumped onto his back knocking him to the ground and grabbing the purse and his gun. He got up and ran away as I walked back to the pool with everyone watching. I handed the woman her bag then grabbed my stuff and walked to our room. I found Paige sitting holding her head. She never was a heavy drinker and never could understand how it didn't affect me like it did her. The problem was I drank almost every day even if it was just a glass of wine.
*that night*
We walked into a club playing our favorite song California Gurls. I walked to the bar and got us shots of tequila. We did three shots and then went over and did a wet tee-shirt contest. I laughed as Paige lost her round to a girl with double D's. I climbed up on stage next to a bunch of other college kids. As the water hit me I realized how stupid I felt. I sighed as I won the Semi finals and got my picture hung next to the others on the wall.
*Two days later*
I sat in my seat on the plane waiting for it to take off. I was wearing a shirt that said Face of an Angel Body of a porn star with a pair of short shorts and converses.
5 hours later
I stepped out of LAX looking for someone to give me a ride. I saw Sam leaning up against a dodge charger he smiled and waved to me. I walked over to him and he put his arm around my shoulder like an older brother and hugged me before grabbing my military bag I always brought with me everywhere I went.
"So how was your trip" he said speeding down the freeway.
"It was great got to hang out at all the clubs and I got to swim in a pool almost every morning." We pulled up in front of and apartment complex.
"Well welcome back and welcome home" he said pointing toward the building. He carried my bag up the stairs to the one he had pointed to ranting about how nice it was. I unlocked the door and immediately hated it. It had too much stuff in it and it wasn't all my stuff. They had moved my stuff in while I was gone. Obviously they didn't know me yet because all I wanted was a couch, a mattress, a microwave, a fridge/freezer, and a TV. That was it. I sighed as Sam continued to talk about my new hell. I caught his last sentence though hearing what I wanted.
He said "you can change anything you want." I smirked as I looked at everything that was going to the dump.
