Prompt: "We accidentally got married in Vegas oops"
"Remind me to never go drinking again," Nell groaned, resting her head on the top of Sam's desk. Actually, it looked like she might have passed out and Deeks made a mental note to check on her if she didn't move in the next few minutes. Her hair was sticking up in little spiky pieces and her sweater was on inside out.
"Hey, I told you not to have that last flaming vodka gimlet thing," Deeks reminded her with a grin.
"It was a flaming Cheeto martini, thank you very much. And don't gloat while I'm drunk." She'd lifted her head up just enough to deliver these words before she was back to hugging the desk.
"My tongue feels like a carpet from the 70's," Eric muttered, sounding equal parts disgusted and fascinated. He was flopped in an extra chair, dark shadows encircling his eyes.
"Do you guys need anything?" Kensi asked, looking sympathetic, but also mildly amused.
"A quick and merciful death?"
"Oh come on, it can't be that bad," Deeks said. "It's not like this is the first time you guys have ever gotten drunk." Both he and Kensi had a drink a piece and then watched as their slightly younger, more adventurous coworkers had gotten themselves completely blitzed.
Deeks had managed to get a few pictures that would make perfect blackmail fodder sometime in the future.
"Not like this," Eric croaked. "I think we really might be too old for this."
"We are not old," Nell insisted, her words muffled. Apparently holding her head up was too much effort at this point.
"What the hell happened to you guys?" Callen asked as he and Sam came in.
"And why is it happening on my desk?" Nell didn't take the hint and remained flopped over the surface of Sam's desk. Kensi cleared her throat delicately.
"Vodka and tequila don't mix well," Kensi explained.
"Never again," Eric vowed. Callen nodded and then casually asked,
"Are those wedding rings?" Nell lifted her hand, which bore a simple silver band and matched the one Eric wore.
"We accidentally got married in Vegas," Nell said.
"Oops," Eric added with a regretful sigh.
"Why didn't you two stop them?" Sam asked, turning to Kensi and Deeks. Deeks lifted his hands defensively.
"Hey, I'm not their keeper. Besides, somebody snuck out after they were supposed to be in bed."
"It was Nell's idea."
"Seemed like a good idea at the time," she sighed.
"Please tell me you got pictures," Callen begged with a wide grin.
"Unfortunately not of the actual wedding, but I got some beauties when someone came back to the hotel at 3AM," Deeks said, pausing briefly to glare at the drunken pair. "Nell was rocking a little sleeveless number."
"Oh my god, I can't believe you actually took pictures," Nell moaned.
"Don't worry, I'll erase them," Kensi assured her. "Well, most of them."
"This sucks so bad," Eric groaned.
