Hey guys! This one is Wearing Each Other's Clothes, sorry for not putting it into the title MissLissa4, I'm half asleep. Hope you enjoy it!

The girls watched as their respective husbands left to the meeting the Law Guardians had called all the major line holders to. Apparently with all the excitement lately with zombies, a law guardian gone rouge, and ghoul uprisings they thought a pow wow was necessary. Cat had almost argued herself blue in the face trying to convince Bones to let her go with him, but after much arguing she conceded.

Leila and Kira, while they were uneasy with the situation, stayed without complaint. Vlad had been surprised at Leila's easy compliance, until she had explained. "It's just a meeting and you said they have a non aggression thing in place, besides if they did try anything you and Mencheres have it handled." Her words had also helped soothe Kira, who had until that point been more dubious than Cat.

Denise slung her arm around Cat's shoulders, trying to cheer her up. "Come on Cat, it's not like we usually get a lot of time to hang out with each other so let's make the most of it."

Shaking off her mood, Cat returned the one armed hug, "What do you have in mind? There isn't any alcohol here and we promised to stay here until the guys finished." Denise grimaced at the reminder, she didn't like that but there was nothing she could do about it.

Cat interrupted her train of thought, her words rife with good natured teasing. "Denise, are you wearing Spade's shirt?" Her mouth twisted into a sly grin, amusement playing across her face and her scent. Denise immediately began sputtering out a denial that her scent gave away as a lie.

Seeing her embarrassment, Leila stepped in. "You say it like wearing your husband's clothes is a bad thing? It's some of the most comfortable stuff to wear, so why not?" Denise shot her a grateful smile as Kira joined the conversation.

"Leila's has a point, although his shirts are way too big on me and it makes them look baggy no matter what I do. Still, definitely the most comfortable."

Cat shrugged, "I never said it was a bad thing, I was just teasing that she wore his shirt to a formal meeting."

Denise's suddenly jerked up, surprising the other girls at her sudden movement. "That's it! That's what we can do!" When she only received three blank looks in response, she elaborated. "Since we can't leave here and there's nothing to do in the building we can snag our husbands clothes from the overnight bag. It's kind of like adult dress up."

Kira shrugged, not seeing a reason not to since as Denise said there was nothing else to do, but Leila's voice broke the silence. "Why don't we make it more interesting? We wear their clothes but whoever can make their husband have the biggest reaction when they come back wins. No prize or anything, just bragging rights?"

Denise nodded, grinning impishly at the added rules. "Sounds good to me! I'm already in his shirt so I'm set. That leaves you guys." Cat and Kira wordlessly headed toward their separate rooms, Leila headed in the opposite direction. She had thought it was funny that the Law Guardians had known to not put Vlad near Bones in the sleeping arrangements. They have put them on separate ends of the building, to her further amusement.

When Leila reached the room, she perused through the clothes Vlad had already put into the dresser. She was about to pick something at random when a flash of crimson caught her attention. A grin split her face, she grabbed her favorite sweater of Vlad's before dashing into the bathroom to change.

When the girls met back up, they all almost burst out laughing at the sight they made. Most of the clothes were baggy, giving each of them a comical look. Cat was the only one who looked almost natural in her clothes, she had chosen Bones's jacket instead of a shirt and the long leather covered her well.

Leila had experience in making this particular sweater look natural on her so hers was the next most normal looking outfit in their group. If it weren't for the bagginess and the way too long sleeves that hid her hands she could probably claim it as hers.

Kira's form was swamped in Mencheres white shirt, the end stopping between her thighs and her knees. It took everything Leila had not to ask if it was Egyptian cotton. Instead of putting leggings on underneath the shirt, as was the original plan, Kira instead grabbed a sash and tied it around her waist to make a dress.

Denise had tucked the end of the shirt in, but it still puffed out at her waist, easily announcing that it was a men's shirt. After glancing at one another they all couldn't contain it anymore. Cat started laughing first with Leila close behind until they were all in stitches.

They were brought out of their humor by the door opening and the men coming back in. Mencheres led the line, only to slam to a halt at the sight of Kira's makeshift dress. She smiled sheepishly at him with a shrug, but Leila's voice cut off any explanation she could say.

"Hi Vlad, this is exactly what it looks like." Her words sent Cat into another round of laughter with a choked cough coming from Kira. Vlad moved past Mencheres, who was still frozen in place, and wrapped Leila into his arms.

Amusement strafed over their bond mixed with the usual flash of arousal at seeing her in his clothes. "What did you four get up to that this was the activity that came to mind?" Leila shrugged against his side, her replying further amusing him.

"Boredom. It'll make you do the weirdest shit. We had a game going that whoever got the biggest reaction out of their husband would win bragging rights. I lost, but I figured I would. You're use to me walking around in your shirts."

Leila stopped to glance over at Mencheres still form, "If the Mega-Master's reaction is anything to go by I would say Kira won by a landslide." Turning to him, Leila called out to break him from his stupor. "Hey, are you going to unfreeze anytime soon? I think your wife is getting worried she broke your brain."

Mencheres jerked back to the present, his eyes locked on Kira with a smoldering intensity. In the next blink he was at her side, wrapping an arm around her waist he lifted her into a toe curling kiss. When he finally pulled back, he began walking toward their room with a parting comment thrown over his shoulder. "We will be awhile, I advise leaving without us."

Leila barely managed to hold her laughter in until they were out of the room, she leaned against Vlad as she chortled. Vlad, for his part, just shook his head at his wife's antics. Once she had herself under control, she turned around in his arms. "Now that I think about it, how come you weren't even surprised to see us doing this?"

He glanced around the room, eyeing Bones grudgingly before speaking. "I only had eyes for you, I didn't notice the other women were dressed similarly until Mencheres froze. While you look ravishing in my shirt as you always do, it doesn't surprise me to see you in it."

Leaning her head back, Leila scrunched her brow in confusion. "How come? I've never done something like this when we're not at home?"

Vlad pulled her tighter against him before replying, "Why do you think I brought that sweater? You seem to have a preference for wearing my clothes and that sweater in particular seems to go missing from my wardrobe commonly. I thought it was your favorite so I packed it in case you wished to wear my clothes again while we are away."

Beaming up at him, it was all she could do not to vibrate with happiness. It was times like this she was reminded that her husband was a romantic in his own way, just not the stereotypical type. "While the sweater is nice, the reason I like it is because you wear it a lot. It usually smells like you, and when it doesn't I give it back so you can use it again. It's also comfortable, which is nice."

Vlad felt a flutter of warmth roll through his chest, he had never considered that before. "You could always use my shampoo if it meant that much to you?"

Leila froze, staring up at him dumbstruck. He eyed her in confusion, had he said something wrong? Before he could speak, her head thunked onto his chest.

"For fuck's sake how did I miss that?" His mouth twitched as he wove his hand into her hair.

Dropping a kiss to her head, he reassured her. "It doesn't matter how you missed it because now you know." Leila hummed against his chest, reluctantly agreeing.

Bones's voice rang out, making Vlad tense up. "You two look quite cozy over there Tepesh. If I didn't value my life I would even call you two adorable. Offering your toiletries to her for your smell, it's the vampire version of a Hallmark moment."

Cat elbowed Bones in the side, hard. He grunted in surprise as Vlad's eyes narrowed. "One more word from you, street peasant, and you will be nothing more than a bad smell in the air."

Not sure how serious he was, Leila looped her arm with Vlad's and began tugging them toward their room. "Come on Vlad, let's pack up and head home. I think we've socialized long enough now."

Cat clapped a hand over Bones's mouth when he went to speak again. "Anymore comments and you're sleeping with your pillow and nothing else." He raised an eyebrow at her promise but closed his mouth compliantly.

Vlad wrapped his arm around Leila's waist before giving his goodbyes. Not wasting any time before whisking them to their room. Denise released a breath when Vlad left, for a minute there she thought things were going to get dicey. While his fire couldn't kill her it could still hurt like hell, and everyone else here was still too flammable for her liking. Spade dropped a kiss to her head, acting as if he hadn't been tensed right beside her since the moment Bones had opened his mouth. "Now that the excitement has ended, I believe we'll be heading out as well. Care to catch a plane with us Crispin?"

Bones nodded after Cat put her hand down, "Love to, mate. Mencheres already told us to leave without them so nothing here to hold us."

All four of them retreated to their respective rooms to pack, dutifully ignoring the sounds coming from Mencheres and Kira's room.