Title: All Fall Down

Authors: ScullyAsTrinity, ScarletMithuriel, danibanani...

Spoilers: Somebody's Going To Emergency, Somebody's Going to Jail

Rating: PG-13 for the first chapter then hardcore R.

Category: Angst/Romance

Summary: Friday was passing into a wonderful evening... five federal employees were sitting in a corner booth near the back of Georgetown Station. (With ScarlettMithuriel and danibanani!)

Thanks. All of my love goes out to Karen and Dani, two spectacular writers who I can't possibly get enough of. Forgive the brief intro, we wanted to go STRAIGHT to the smut. ;-)

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Friday was passing into a wonderful evening. Big Block of Cheese Day was officially over, and things were oddly peaceful. The cartographers had silenced, and the sea turtles were swimming off somewhere in the Arctic, and five federal employees were sitting in a corner booth near the back of Georgetown Station, where the light fell in asymmetrical rays, casting different hues of their drinks and their surrounding furniture on the table and window.

Josh peered into the depths of Donna's glass, wondered for a moment what the vodka tasted like on her finger, swigged his beer. It went down his throat the way the scotch went down Toby's. Josh made eye contact with Donna for a moment; she quickly reached up and took a gulp of Josh's Budweiser. She winked, she smiled, she drank her vodka.

"You know, Sam's the man." Donna stated, matter of factly, snapping Sam out of his reverie and bringing him back into the present. He smiled, partly out of thanks, partly out of guilt. Donna knew it would take him awhile to work through what he had been put through in the past week. His father proved to be cheating on his mother and a man who he had been wholeheartedly sure had been falsely accused, was nothing more than a traitor. It had caused him to begin to question several things in his life.

Josh smiled at him, and back at Donna, silently thanking her for bringing same back out of the haze. "That Stephie, she's something isn't she?" Josh quipped, sneaking a peek at Donna as he took a small swig of his beer. She elbowed him in the ribs.

"You're just bitter because she didn't succumb to your "boyish charm" as you so vehemently call it." Donna threw back at him, throwing back a good amount of liquor and upon swallowing, smiled smugly at her boss. "She did however, speak the world of Sam. Thinks you're really something."

"I am, aren't I?" Sam joked pleasantly, making Donna laugh and place her hand atop his on the table. She brushed her fingers back and forth for a moment, then picked up her glass again and sipped.

Toby emerged from the masses of people, placed three drinks down on the table, along with the two beers which he was holding precariously between his forearms. He looked slightly pleased with himself, and let out a relieved sigh when all the glass was safely on the table.

"Ever the gentleman." CJ said, appearing behind him, making him jump. The look in her eyes was smoldering for a moment, then she moved aside to let the woman behind her through. "Look who I found."

Ainsley Hayes, hair mussed, color high in her cheeks, stepped out from behind the press secretary and gave a small wave. Sam, who hadn't been really paying attention, perked up, his eyes sparkling. "Ainsley, hi. Have a seat." He motioned to the spot beside her, where CJ had been seated.

Quickly, she sat down, feeling uncomfortable for just a moment, then swigged her Long Island iced tea. Her smile was radiant when she looked over at him. "I know." She raised the glass. "Girly drink." Shucked her coat, smiled again. Sam, who was now encompassed by her, grinned back and chugged the remnants of his beer. He forgot about his father, forgot how upset he had been earlier in the day.

CJ leaned away from her conversation with Toby briefly to whisper in Sam's ear. "You owe me." But she pulled back as quickly as she had moved in. Raising a brow at Josh and Donna, who were seated closer than they had been moments before, she tossed back the rest of her drink and grabbed Toby's arm. She wanted another drink. "Something hard." CJ made one last look over at Josh and Donna and disappeared with Toby into the crowd. They talked as they sauntered away, CJ in much closer than necessary to speak with her colleague.

The four others sat there and watched their co-workers disappear, thinking nothing particular of it, and turning back to their conversation.