Prompt: Could you write a Drabble where Kensi has a girls night out with the Cupcake girls but they all have babies now? Thanks

A/N: So, this prompt has been sitting in my inbox for ages. I'm so sorry to whomever sent it. I've tried to write this so many times, but it just never quite worked. Hopefully the final outcome is ok.

"I need another drink," Tiffani declared, popping a cheese soaked chip into her mouth.

"You still have half of your White Russian," Mandy pointed out. Tiffani glared at her, picked up her glass while maintaining eye contact the entire time, and drained her glass in one gulp.

"I need another drink," she repeated.

"I'll go," Tiffany offered, with a good natured roll of her eyes. She grabbed her purse and pulled out a couple twenties. "Anyone else want anything."

"More food," Mandy said, holding up the empty nachos basket. She patted her faintly rounded stomach. "Baby needs some fried pickles."

"Ooh, and some mozzarella sticks," Kensi added.

"Is there something you want to tell us?" Mindy teased, nodding at Kensi's coke. She'd switched after a single beer, not wanting to come home to Deeks and Caleb tipsy.

"I am very happy with my four month old," Kensi said firmly. It had taken much longer to conceive than either she or Deeks had expected. Even though they wanted more children if possible, they also wanted to enjoy their time with Caleb. "It's going to be at least a few months before we start trying again."

Kat caught her eye from across the table, a knowing look in her eye and said,

"I agree with Kensi. My body needs a break." Tiffani snorted at that, tilting to the side just a teeny bit. Kensi knew from past experience how quickly she could go from sober to drunk.

"If I was married to Marty, I would be all over him! I would be pregnant all the time," Tiffani shouted over the music. Kensi was greatly amused as Mandy made a scandalized sound.

"Tiffani, you can't say that!"

"Oh come on, we've all said we think Marty is super hot." Tiffani waved her hand dismissively. "God, I wish Jake had his body." Kensi choked at that, inhaling a mouthful of coke.

"Who has a hot body?" Tiffany asked, returning with another White Russian and two plates of food.

"Marty," Kat told her, raising her eyebrow at Tiffani who had snatched up her fresh drink and already sucked down half of it.

"Why is no else drinking?" Tiffani demanded. "We're supposed to be having fun."

"We are having fun," Kensi insisted.

"What happened to us getting drunk and dancing with random guys?"

"We're older now," Kat said, rubbing her back soothingly.

"And we all have kids and partners," Mindy added. "Charlie wakes up before 7 most mornings asking for breakfast. There's no way I could handle taking care of him with a hangover."

Well, we need to do something fun," Tiffani persisted. She slapped the table suddenly. "Ooh, strippers!"

"Tiff, we're not going to a strip club," Tiffany sighed, quickly adding, "And we're not hiring one either."

"We don't have to. Kensi can just call Marty for us." Kensi glared at her friend, even though she knew it would do little good.

"Hey, I told you that in confidence. Deeks would be very embarrassed if he found out you knew," she said, remembering Deeks begging her not to share his secret with anyone. Tiffani ignored her.

"He could show us his Jack routine. Or dress as a lawyer. I love a man in a tie. I could rip it off," Tiffany said in an increasingly slurred voice.

"Ok, it's time to call an Uber," Mandy decided and Kensi picked up her phone. Tiffani saw her, apparently believing she was calling Deeks and shouted,

"Tell Marty to dress like a cop! With tear away pants. Ooh, and handcuffs!"

She had a feeling Deeks would have been greatly amused, but Kensi was infinitely glad he'd decided to stay home with Caleb. Although, there was nothing to say she couldn't have her own, private, dance routine later.

A/N: Apologies to anyone who is a major fan of Tiffani. I filled in a few details for everyone and she got the role of drunk this time around. She's loosely based off of someone I know who constantly carries a large cup of Mountain Dew mixed with vodka.