Chapter 26

"Pete I think that waitress is checking you out" Steve told his friend, pointing toward a pretty blonde waitress who happened to be smiling openly at the surprised agent. Pete's face lit up like a Christmas tree and he pranced over to start a conversation with the girl, whipping out his best moves, he was gonna get laid tonight. Steve shook his head and pulled Liam's hand, guiding his husband toward the packed dance floor, the funky cocktails the girls had bought already making him giddy.

Hazel sat back and laughed at Claudia's BFFEWYLION's dance moves along with H.G and Myka, Claudia had decided to stay home and babysit her girlfriends baby-self, so the 'children' could party and get drunk. Steve wasn't so much dancing as grinding like crazy against his husbands front.

H.G looked at the younger laughing agent and smiled, she liked that Hazel was enjoying herself instead of worrying over the whole Leena problem. She had filled in Myka on the way to club, a few hours into the closest city. Myka was less shocked than she had anticipated and the time traveller had asked why, her fiancée looked her way and responded "as much as Claudia didn't say anything, it was obvious that she had a relationship with Leena before she died and after, she did a good job of passing off her upset mood as concern for Artie but it wasn't just that, it was Leena". "So if Leena had come back, in the other time line, then it would be plausible for Claudia to 'kiss' her" Myka had summarised laughing at her partners shocked face.

Hazel grinned at Liam's slightly awkward attempts to prise the drunk agents hands away from his belt, looking around anxiously at the nearby dancers, flushing from the alcohol and embarrassment. She had wondered if Claudia would join them at the party but her partner had declined, mumbling an excuse of watching the 'mini me' and made Pete go instead, they needed someone to act as the sober chaperone.

Hazel took another gulp of her fluro green cocktail, savouring the apple taste; her imagination was playing with the idea of Claudia's tongue being in her mouth instead of the liquid. She looked away from the embarrassed U.S Marshall and spotted a black haired man eyeing her from his seat at the bar. The man smiled and turned his head toward the bartender, indicating at Hazel with his hand, the bartender chuckled and answered the unheard question.

The man, obviously happy with the answer hopped off his barstool and walked over to the agents table, pulling out Steve's empty seat and sitting down, facing a slightly shocked Hazel. "Hi my name is Kyle, I was wondering if you would do me the honour of dancing with me for a while" the man asked smoothly placing his beer on the table. Hazel's brain was a little fuzzy from the alcohol she had consumed and nodded, letting the man take her hand and pull her to the dance floor, pressing his body up close.

Myka looked at her partner and grimaced, this wasn't going to turn out well, she watched her daughter move up close to the man she was dancing with, gripping his biceps in drunken wonder. Myka held H.G's hand on the table, stopping her bristling partner from walking over and doing something she might or might not regret in the morning. They would only intervene if the younger agent wanted help; she couldn't interfere with this path that Hazel had chosen. As much as it pains any mother to see her daughter dancing rather suggestively with a stranger, Hazel needed to make her own decision and deal with whatever the consequences would be.

Hazel ran her hands up and down Kyle's arms marvelling at the feel of pure muscle, the man was dancing up close, invading the usual 'just dancing' space and lent down to kiss the drunk agent. At the last second Hazel's conscience won out and she averted her head to get the kiss on her cheek instead. Kyle pulled back confused but accepted the move, stepping back slightly to give her some room but kept his hands on her hips moving to the beat of the song "Knee Socks" by the Arctic Monkeys, the steady beat of the song matching his movements.

After the song ended Hazel shook her head slightly, trying to rid of the fogginess settling in as the song 'Dark Horse' by Katy Perry proceeded to play. The young agent pushed back out of the man's arms slowly, wanting to get back to the protected table with her parents. Kyle didn't want to let Hazel go, so he dipped his head and planted a firm kiss to lips pulling her closer. Hazel's stomach did a backflip and she grasped Kyle's arms, holding on for dear life, the alcohol buckling her knees slightly. The man's lips were warm and comforting so Hazel responded, opening her mouth slightly to let him in, Kyle growled and slipped his tongue into Hazel's mouth, tasting a tangy mix of white rum and apple.

H.G nearly flipped her seat over at the turn of events; it took every ounce of strength that Myka possessed to hold her fiancée back, not wanting their party to end with a very bloody man on the floor. Myka looked over at her daughter, who happened to be making out with the smooth talking man and she nearly let H.G go. Man she hated being the reasonable one, Myka tugged her partner by the hands until she followed along into the nearby alley outside the club, the cold air cooling the aggravated mother.

"Myka, we can't just let her…" H.G trailed off breathing heavily, wanting to beat the man into unconsciousness, her hand's trembling in anger. Myka wasn't shocked at the glimpse of her Yellow Stone H.G, "we have too Helena, we are not going to interfere with this" Myka said firmly turning her partners face toward her. H.G shook her head in confusion "why the bloody hell not? That man was sticking his tongue down our daughter's throat and his hands…" Myka interrupted "we have to let this play out; you don't think I am feeling what you are? I don't want our daughter doing that any more than you do but she has to do this".

"No she doesn't, she's with Claudia, aren't you considering the poor girls feelings?" H.G asked gawking at her partners view on the situation, confusion evident. "If she doesn't, then she will never be able to get over what happened with Leena" Myka replied pulling out her phone and sent a text to Pete, letting him know of their departure. The taller agent walked her fiancée to their car and proceeded to drive them back to the BNB.

Hazel pulled back from the comfort of Kyle's lips, her lungs protesting at the lack of oxygen available. Realisation dawned slowly on the young time traveller and she let out a small groan of annoyance, "shoot, I shouldn't have done that" she growled quietly to herself before untangling from the man's embrace.

Kyle let her go this time, turning his interest to the brunette behind him, who seemed more than happy to get his attention. Hazel moved through the crowd to find the pretty blonde waitress laughing at something Pete was saying, her hand on his arm. "Sorry to interrupt guys, but where's mom?" Hazel asked the older agent, brushing her ruffled hair back from her face, a habit picked up from Claudia. Pete turned to her and passed his phone over to the younger agent before returning to the waitress.

Confused Hazel flipped the phone open to find a message from Myka, explaining that she had left early with H.G as they were both tired. "Bugger it all to hell" Hazel muttered before placing Petes phone onto the nearest table to its owner. She shuffled through the crowd again before finding the entrance and she walked out, shoving her hands into her pockets.

The side alley was tilting from the alcohol and Hazel couldn't help the wave of nausea that passed over her as she puked into a nearby bin. "That didn't taste as good coming out as it did going in" Hazel thought, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, the stale taste of her 'repercussions' was overwhelming as the youngest agent stumbled through the alleyway, stabling herself on the slippery wall and puking every once and a while.