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One Long Night at Sullivan's
The Morning After
Danny awoke to his cell phone ringing loudly. He sat up and immediately regretted it. He felt like someone was pounding on his skull with a jackhammer. Danny's phone rang shrilly. It made his head hurt more, if that was even possible. He picked it up.
"Messer", he muttered groggily. Just then Danny looked at the clock to discover it was 5 AM.
"Hi, Danny!" Mac greeted him enthusiastically over the phone. "I thought I'd ask you and Lindsay to come in early since. Someone found a rotting corpse in a dumpster and naturally I thought of you, especially after last night's activities."
Danny vaguely remembered having a few drinks last night. Suddenly, he remembered who had gotten everyone home. Great, now Mac's gonna have me on dumpster duty for month. He knew he was in big trouble.
"Where is it?"
"Actually I want to meet you at the lab first. Oh, and could you put Lindsay on the phone for a second?" She had woken up a few seconds after he did. Danny gave her the phone.
"Gooood Morning, Lindsay. You and Danny need to be at the lab in a hour." Mac was feeling very cheerful that morning, unlike his colleges, who were all extremely hung over.
"Okay." Why is he so happy? Lindsay felt terrible and couldn't stand Mac's sudden cheerfulness. She hung up the phone and they got ready for work. They found some aspirin and drank lots of black coffee.
BRRRING! His own ringing cell phone startled Hawkes out of a deep sleep. He tried opening his eyes but the headache was making it impossible. I'm never drinking that much again. As a doctor he knew he ought to know better. Sheldon answered his phone. Mac was on the other end.
"Hey Hawkes," he said, just a hair louder than necessary. "Someone found a severed head in a sewer for you. But first I need to talk to you in the lab."
"Sure, boss." He remembered last night a little better than Danny and knew they all deserved this. Hawkes put some coffee on and got dressed.
Flack woketo find himself on his bathroom floor. I don't think I wanna know what I did last night. He still felt sick as a dog and was considering calling in when the phone rang. "Flack." He answered automatically.
"Good Morning, Don." Mac sounded irritatingly perky. Suddenly Flack remembered what happened last night. Shit.
"Sorry about your car…" he said awkwardly.
"Don't worry about it. Listen, I need you at the lab ASAP." Mac didn't sound that upset.
"No problem." Flack knew he couldn't get away with calling in sick now.
"Who knew you could be that evil" Stella stood next to her boss. After Mac had woken her up and lectured her about last night they had plotted revenge on the rest of the team.
"They all think they've got terrific crime scenes to deal with. But I can chew them out when they get to work. Think I'll even make Flack get my car detailed."
The two grinned and hurried back to the lab to talk to their coworkers. All the CSIs arrived quickly. Everyone was there, waiting for Mac to give them instruction.
"Now that everyone's here I have an announcement to make." Mac was still speaking just a little too loud for the benefit of his employees. Hopefully they'll learn from this. "I woke you all so I could explain exactly why you shouldn't get that drunk on a weekday. And also to tell you if you forget to invite me again I'll get you here even earlier. There are no severed heads or rotting corpses just yet. Flack, however, does have a project to do for me. He's going to get my car detailed as he got sick in it last night."
No one argued with him. They all deserved this and they knew it.
A/N: Here's part two. Please let me know what you think. Thanks everyone.