It was Christmas time at the Boston Medical Examiners office and that time of year always called for a celebration, time to take a break from life at the morgue, but apparently not from each other. Jordan was having a little bash at her place with all the usually suspects, Macey would be there, with Renee in tow, the oddcouple- Bug and Nigel, Lily was going, as was Seeley and of course Woody.
Seeley was flattered to be invited and although he would turn up a few hours late he was really quite excited. He found Jordan's apartment alright and banged on the door.
"Yesh?" questioned a familiar voice.
"Dr. Macey? Hey, its Seeley," the door opened slowly and Garret's head popped around the corner.
"Whoa!" Seeley exclaimed, the fumes emanating from Jordan's apartment were enough to get you drunk before you had even stepped inside the door.
"Welcome, welcome" Dr Macey slurred, pushing a beer into Seeleys hand before tottering off into the kitchen.
"Man he is plastered!" Seeley laughed under his breath, shaking his head. And apparently he wasn't the only one Seeley soon realised as a commotion erupted in the lounge room.
Bug had just spilled a half drunk bottle of bourbon down Woody's back as he stumbled to get to the bathroom.
"Oh…hiccup..sorry…Woody... I…"
"No worry's bug man" Woody laughed as he downed the last of his beer.
"Ill get u a towel… JORDAN CAN I HAVE A TOWEL?" bug yelled
"Nah its cool" Woody replied, peeling his now sticky bourbon stained shirt off "I was getting hot in here anyway."
At that moment Jordan and Lily stumbled out of Jordan's bedroom arm in arm giggling, they both stopped taking in the sight of Woody's half nakedness.
"Oh. my. god." whispered Lily to Jordan, her eyes round as dinner plates, "I am impressed!"
They turned to each other and started laughing, sliding down the walls to sit in a crumpled mass in the doorway.
"Wow! I had no idea he was so built!" Lily exclaimed as they continued to giggle drunkenly like school girls
'Eugh!' Jordan groaned almost bending over double trying to reach a bottle of cheap champagne that was just out of arms distance.
"Hey Lily, dare you to get me that bottle." Jordan grinned.
Too drunk to do get up and go get it Lily stretched her arm out making the same 'Eugh' noise Jordan had just emitted and promptly giving up. They both looked longingly at the bottle for a moment before they groggily tried to untangle themselves from each other, Jordan grabbed Lilly's leg lifting it, "I believe this belongs to you" she said with a straight faced before the two girls erupted into more fits of giggles.
Bug was staggering towards them, and then stumbled over them much to their protests and cries of pain as he stood first on Lily's knee and then on Jordan's hand.
"Sorry, I just… I have to get…" his voice trailed off as he entered the dark of Jordan's bedroom, he was rummaging through her draws, Jordan could here them open and close looking for what she had no idea. She tried to turn her head to see but it didn't turn far enough and she was way too drunk to care, he retuned soon after staggering over them again to join Woody, Nigel, Seeley, Garret and Renee in the lounge room. He held onto Lily and Jordan's heads for balance as he passed,
"Sorry, sorry I…eh" he slurred
"OW MAN THAT WAS MY EYE!" Jordan yelled, hitting bug in the thigh as he clumsily walked off carrying what looked like a purple cloth in his hand.
"Here" he said as he thrust a t-shirt he had pulled from Jordan's draws into Woody's chest, Woody shrugged as he yanked it over his head and tried to pull it over his much too broad shoulders.
Bug slid down onto the couch next to Nigel who was deeply involved in a game of concentration with Renee
"CONCENTRATION! Concentration lets begin!" Nigel sung, "Colours: BLUE" "Organge" countered Renee, "orange, orange I meant orange"
Nigel stifled a giggle at the usually controlled D.A Walcott being, well… not so very controlled.
"GREEN" Nigel yelled.
"White" Renee shot back.
"Ah-a love, white is not a colour now- SKULL!" Nigel laughed pushing Renees beer closer to her.
"White most certainly IS a colour!" she spat.
"No love sorry to inform you – its not! Even ask Buggels over here"
"True" Bug replied nodding his head knowingly.
"What are you talking about! White most definitely is, umm woody is wearing a white shirt" she spluttered "and it has to be a colour if they can make a shirt out of it!"
Turing her head to point out detective Hoyt and prove her point "…well, he was wearing a white shirt, now he's wearing…?" her voice trailed off as she crooked her head in confusion. At that point Nigel and Bug turned around to see Woody dancing alone wearing on of Jordan's v neck t-shirts. The three of them bellowed with laughter, all the noise caught Lily and Jordan's attention and they stuck their heads out into the lounge room to see what was going on,
"That is my favourite shirt!" Jordan yelled, shaking with laughter, "look at what you've done to it!"
Woody seemed surprised, he looked down.
"Ah. Yes." He replied simply, running his hands down the offending item of clothing "Yes."
Jordan's purple t-shirt was like a midriff on the well built detective coming barely halfway down his torso, he had also ripped the sleeves open as he tried to push his arms through the comparatively much smaller holes. He looked ridiculous, he really did and the room filled with laugher.
Woody's face was covered in a dopey smile, he walked over to Lily and Jordan half picking them up in an effort to stand them on their feet, he squished himself between the two draping his arms over their shoulders and hugging them in close to him.
"Ahh, my girls" he sighed, planting a big sloppy kiss on both of their cheeks
"Eeeew! You just spat on me!" Jordan joked playfully trying to push his arm off her.
"Oh you have a problem with my spit hey?"He said menacingly as he grabbed her head tightly between his huge hands and pulled her face towards him
"Noo!" she squealed trying to push herself away from him as he stuck out his tongue and licked her right up the face, chin to forehead.
"AHHH hahahaha" Woody mock laughed as Jordan wiped his spit of with the back of her hand before quickly seeking payback, she grabbed onto his chin and licked his face back, "Haha" She laughed, "vengeance is mine!"
"Actually I found that quite lovely! I might never wash my face again," he smiled down at her.
"Oh get off me you grot!" she laughed, elbowing him in the ribs.
The mood in Jordan's apartment was merry, fuelled by the copious amounts of alcohol they had all consumed, but it was only 11.30 and the night wasn't over yet.
