Disclaimer: I do not own CSI:NY or the FRIENDS storylines. If I did own CSI:NY, Mac and Stella would be together.

Notes: Well, I left Kelly, Danny, and Flack in an awkward kissing situation. Yes, that has sort of happened to people I know. It happens a lot at the Texas Ranger games. I forgot to say that it was the Texas Rangers vs. the New York Yankees. The irony is that they were actually playing last night. The Rangers won. Like always, enjoy.

The One With The Drinking Contest

"What are you doing, Kelly?" Mac asked coming into work that morning.

"Watching the sports recaps. Did she say yes?" Kelly asked. He nodded failing at hiding a smile.

"Why are you watching the sports recaps?"

"Because I want to watch the top ten plays," she said. He sighed, but he ended up joining her. After a series of amazing catches and superb goals, the number three slot came on. People looking exactly like Kelly, Danny, and Flack came on. "Oh no! They didn't put this in there. They couldn't have."

"And this is what I like to call a duck and cover move from the woman in the middle. This was the Kiss Cam from the Yankee/Rangers game. Now watch as the three of them look at each other. Do you see the disgust on the face of the woman?" the anchor asked the other anchor on Sports Center. The other guy agreed.

"Now, I think she was going to let them both kiss her on the cheek, but then they all close their eyes. Probably all friends there. Doubt they really want to do this. That crowd is definitely cheering," the other anchor did a play by play for this.

"This is where she fakes the guys out and ducks down. Then this is the best part. Maybe the guys thought she leaned in the other direction so they keep going. This is one of the greatest jukes ever. Then the guys kiss. That made my day," the anchor wrapped it up.

"Oh my gosh," that was the only thing Mac could say as he watched Danny and Flack kiss.

"I know," Kelly answered. She turned off the TV after the last plays which included a football player proposing after he won the game.

"If I wasn't engaged, that would have made my day," he told her.

"So?" she said as an awkward silence engulfed them. They looked at each other then at the now blank TV screen.

"Yeah," Mac replied blandly.

"Um, this is awkward," she stated to no one in particular.

"Yeah, it is," he answered not really talking to her.

"I guess a 'congratulations' is in order," Kelly told him. He nodded. "At least this conversation isn't strange. I remember being asked how my first time was." The conversation, of course, would become awkward.

"Like as in?" he asked not willing to finish the sentence.

"I think they meant autopsy. Well, that's what I told them. I didn't even throw up. I'd seen more blood," she said referencing what happened to her family. "What about you?"

"What about me?" he didn't see Danny and Lindsay get off of the elevator and walk to the break time.

"What about your first time? How was that?" she asked.

"Did you just ask him that?" Danny asked.

"What? It's not what you think," she answered shocked.

"Sure it isn't," he told her scathingly.

"I meant his first time at an autopsy!" she told them. Danny rolled his eyes. "How was that kiss last night?" Lindsay was confused. "You didn't tell her?"

"I accidently kissed Flack," he mumbled so quietly he sounded slurred.

"Why did you wait till we were married to come out of the closet?" she asked laughing. He was so embarrassed.

"I was trying to kiss Kelly's cheek, and she moved," Danny defended himself. "Don't change the subject."

"Right, now that we are on the game. Fifty dollars please," Kelly said hand extended. Danny grunted something and reached in his wallet for the money.

"What's with the kissing?" Lindsay asked. She looked at Mac who was enjoying this moment.

"Don't look at me. I already watched the play by play," he said laughing.

"What?"

"ESPN," Mac answered.

"Wait, it made ESPN?" Danny asked flushed.

"Yeah, it did. It was a great juke by me," Kelly answered. Danny scowled. "Top ten plays." He rolled his eyes.

"I can't believe you asked Mac what his first time was like," Danny said not believing her.

"No, she honestly meant autopsy," Mac vouched for her. Danny dropped it.

"So?" another awkward silence enveloped the group. Kelly thought about asking Mac about what happened, but she didn't want to spoil the fun of him being able to tell them.

"Well, I think that there should be something to do. I'll go down to autopsy. Always a body down there," she told them.

"You're not going down there to play a certain game would you?" Mac asked.

"Heavens no! After the last time, no," she answered. "Congratulations again." She left the room. Danny and Lindsay were about to ask Mac what she meant, but when they turned around, he had already walked away.

"Think she has blackmail on him?" Danny asked.

"No, it's something big though. How does she keep figuring this stuff out? I mean the last time it was that Mac and Stella were together and…" she stopped midsentence. Danny was confused. "Congratulations! Of course! I think Mac proposed! And she said yes!" Danny nodded trying to figure out how she got to that conclusion so quickly.

"Okay, so that means that they are getting married," Danny said going through his thought process.

"Yes"

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"I think we should tell the CSI's and Flack and Angell," Stella said. Mac agreed.

"Kelly already knows. She figured it out," Mac replied.

"Okay, how about Danny and Lindsay?" she asked.

"I don't know. I guess they don't know. Maybe just mention it while working a case. I wouldn't be surprised if Lindsay figured it out. I would be surprised if Danny did. She probably would have told him," Mac told her.

"Told who what?" Flack came in looking for a lead on a nonexistent case.

"Can't you hang out in your own break room?" Mac asked.

"No, told who what?" he inquired the second time.

"We just thought that we would mention to the team that we are getting married," Stella said slyly. Flack at first didn't say anything. He was a little shocked.

"As in you two? And, oh my gosh! Wow! Congratulations!" Flack's excitement was plastic since it took so long to process what he had just learned.

"You know for a detective, you're slow," Mac told him. Flack rolled his eyes. "That was a nice kiss by the way." Flack turned red.

"What kiss?" Stella asked. Mac let Flack answer that.

"I accidently kissed Danny at the game. I'm going to kill Kelly," he muttered. Stella laughed.

"It made ESPN, too. Can't forget that," Mac said the joke for once not on him.

"It did?!" Flack's eyes were wide. He had reached a whole other level of embarrassment far above any he had reached before. Stella and Mac laughed.

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"Congratulations," Lindsay told them. So she did know. Danny made an acknowledgement of it. He wasn't the kind to just go out and say that.

"Flack knows?" was all he could say. Mac laughed remembering the last time he asked that. He nodded. "And Jessica?" Stella nodded. They had just told her. Everyone took it well. Kelly had told Hawkes who congratulated them. They all agreed to go out for drinks with the exception of Flack, Kelly, and Danny.

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"We made it through the day," Kelly, Flack, and Danny were out at a bar. They didn't want to be the butt of everyone's jokes at Sullivan's. They were drinking. Well, Kelly wasn't, but that wasn't for a lack of trying by the guys. They really were starting to convince her.

"No, don't let me drink. When I drink, I drink, and I drink," she told them. They still persisted and finally won her over with a shot drinking contest even though she knew full well she had work the next day. "I know I will beat you guys." They scoffed and the contest begun. Kelly and Flack were downing shot after shot. Danny started to get a little worried around one o'clock in the morning. They looked pretty wasted. He wasn't doing too hot himself. He was feeling a little woozy. Why did he let Kelly drink? She was always the sober one and the designated driver. At least they walked over. He would get a cab and take them to their places. They would probably all wake up with hangovers. They all had a shift the next day. They didn't think they could get out of it. Danny put a stop at the contest. He had no idea how many shots they downed. He paid getting a receipt for them to pay him back. Danny called a cab and rode with them to their places. He called Hawkes and Angell to warn them that they were wasted.

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"Thanks," Hawkes said as he helped Kelly onto a couch. She crashed. He put a blanket over her wishing she could have been responsible that night. He would try to get her out of work the next day, but he doubted that her being wasted would sympathize well with Mac. He could just hope she bounced back well. He had never seen Kelly wasted before. She normally didn't drink. At least she didn't do anything too stupid.

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"Next time, keep him," Angell joked with Danny as they helped Flack onto the couch. "He isn't getting out of shift tomorrow. He's already called in sick twice this month. I doubt he will get another sick day." They sighed.

"At least you don't have Mac. Kelly's worse. Not by much. Both are pretty wasted. Mac's going to kill her tomorrow," Danny smiled.

"Thank you," Angell said. They bade goodnight to each other. Angell closed the door.

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"Welcome home. Why were you out so late?" Lindsay asked. Danny yawned.

"Kelly and Flack are wasted. I had to make sure they got home safely. Mac's going to kill them probably," he said crashing on their bed. She smiled.

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He was sittin' at the bar
Sippin' on a regular Coke
We were drinkin' and smokin'
And makin' him the butt of our jokes

We all said, "Man, what happened to you?
Why can't you just have a few?"
He said, "I would if I could
But it's probably best if I don't.

'Cause the more I drink, the more I drink
Then I'm the world's greatest lover and a dancin' machine
I get loud, I get proud, and it gets worse

Well, if I have one I'll have thirteen
Now, there ain't no in between
'Cause the more I drink, the more I drink

A couple of cold ones
And somebody hands me a shot
Hell, even buck-toothed and bow-legged woman
Start lookin' hot

And pretty soon I'm bummin' cigarettes
And sweet talkin' some big brunette
Yeah, once I get on a roll
Ain't no tellin' where I'll stop

'Cause the more I drink, the more I drink
Then I'm the world's greatest lover and a dancin' machine
I get loud, I get proud, and it gets worse

Well, if I have one I'll have thirteen
Now, there ain't no in between
'Cause the more I drink, the more I drink, the more I drink, yep, yep

Hmmm, that's what I'm talking about

Man, if I have one I'll have thirteen
And they can't get me off the karaoke machine
The more I drink, the more I drink
Yeah, the more I drink, the more I drink, the more I drink

After Notes: I know that was a little surprising. I blame the chat and lily moonlight for having 3 AM in Thorns. Well, I can't blame her, but it makes me feel better. The song at the end also inspired me, The More I Drink by Blake Shelton. We were having a drunken story time. I get inspired by those a lot of times. Just thought I'd write this one. Next one The One With The Hangover or something of that sort. Please review! I would like to thank my reviewers: lily moonlight, GregRox, and CSIMiami17! They rock! Hope you had a great day! :D