Halloween: Las Vegas Style

Rating: Erm... I have no clue.

Summary: The team celebrates Halloween with a costume party.

Disclaimer: RAWR! I own NOTHING.

A/N: Fourth chapter. Wow. LOL. Hmmm. Yeah. Okay. I wanna thank EVERYONE who reviewed. You guys are AWESOME! XD I love you all!

"I'm... I'm sorry." They both attempted to move away from each other, but only managed to get themselves more tangled up in the covers. "I am so grounding Lindsey for this."

"Lindsey? What... happened. I was peacefully sleeping and then the next thing I know, you're laying on top of me."

"She told me you were sick. And so I walked in to come check on you. She pushed me down and ran out of the room."

"Well good thing she didn't lock the door."

"Yeah. Well I'll just-" She managed to get herself off of him and walked over to the door. She stopped talking when the door wouldn't open. She stalled, knowing she'd have to spend the night with Gil. She tired to keep as calm as she could.

"Locked?"

"Yup. Locked." She looked down at her clothes and moaned. "Ugh Gil?"

"Yes?"

"Would you... have some clothes I could sleep in?"

"I still have your clothes from the last time you and Lindsey..." Her face lit up as she searched his drawers for her clothes. She had left them one night when she had came to Gil when Eddie was being abusive. She smiled when she saw her pair of gray shorts and a dark green shirt. She changed in his bathroom and walked out into the room.

"I'm surprised they still fit." They both jumped at some strange noises outside of the window. She paced back and forth in front of his bed and ran her fingers through her hair. "Great. We have work in a few hours, she has school, and I have no bed. Wonderful."

"Well... you could take some sheets and go sleep in the bathtub." Her face fell and he laughed. "I'm joking." He sat up and straightened out the covers. He got out of the bed and walked over to the leather chair in the corner of the room. "Take the bed."

"But it's your bed and you have work in a few hours too, ya know."

"Do you know how many times I've fallen asleep in this chair? It'll be like another 'multi-victim case' night." She sat on top of the bed and crossed her feet.

"And do you know how many times you've come into work like you haven't gotten a good sleep?" His eyes flew open and he stared at her.

"Well what do you suggest I do Catherine, the great? Sleep on the cold floor so I can collect dust?" She rolled her eyes and pulled the sheets back. She patted the spot next to her and looked back at him. "What?"

"I'd feel bad if I took your bed..."

"But-"

"Just get in it!" He slowly sat on the bed next to her and watched as she got under the covers and turned her back to him. She rested her head on the pillow and closed her eyes. "...Gil, just go to sleep."

"With you?"

"We're friends, right?"

"Well... yeah."

"Then it shouldn't be a problem." He smiled sarcastically and slowly climbed under the covers, keeping his hands and his body as far away as possible from her. When they had both fallen asleep, she turned to her side and moved and little towards him. Now that they were both asleep, they had no idea what they were doing. He turned on his side, both now facing each other while sleeping. Her hands moved from her sides and went to rest under her pillow, but his hands caught hers and laced their fingers together.

She moaned and scooted closer to him. He let go of one hand and slightly leaned back. His hand found her thigh. He slowly lifted her leg and placed it over his own. He flipped over to where she was laying on top of him. She settled against his chest and they both fell asleep the fastest they ever had.

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"HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Where's my candy?" Lindsey ran through Gil's townhouse and screamed as loud as she could. The door to his room opened and Lindsey smiled. Catherine stormed out.

"Keep smiling Lindsey, it makes people wonder WHAT you're up to!"

"Mommmmy. Anger is one letter short of danger."

"Don't regret doing things, regret getting caught!"

"I'm sorry. God, Lindsey. You're so stupid. Stupid, stupid." Catherine watched as Lindsey hit herself repeatedly in the head.

"Lindsey, stop it!"

"The only reason that I talk to myself is because that I'm the only one whose answers I accept."

"Why did you do that? I just woke up, on top of Gil! Wearing THIS!"

"They say the truth will set you free. But then why is it that every time I tell the truth I get sent to my room! Huh?"

"That little skit you pulled about him being sick was so-"

"Hey! Don't criticize my mess unless you'd like to become part of it."

"I already have." The door opened again and Gil walked out in his agent costume, unaware of what had happened that night. Lindsey whistled and turned to Catherine.

"Well Mom, I say it's time you get dressed in your costume!"

Catherine got dressed in her costume and walked out of the bathroom, ready to take Lindsey to school. She stopped in the hallway when she heard Lindsey talking to herself again.

"Since there is a rule that states "i" before "e" except after "c", wouldn't "science" be spelled wrong?" She smiled when she heard Gil reply with a harder questions.

"If lava melts rock, wouldn't the lava melt the volcano?"

"When you put 'THE' and 'IRS' together, it forms 'THEIRS'. Coincidence? I think not." Catherine let out a laugh and both of them jumped. "Mom. You ready to take me to school?"

"Yup. Let's go!" Lindsey ran out of the house and hoped in the car. Gil turned to Catherine and chuckled.

"Your daughter has some imagination."

"I'll see you at work?" She hesitated to talk to him. She had no idea if he even knew what had happened that night. She slowly moved her bangs behind her ears and gave him a shy smile.

"Sure." She brought Lindsey to school. After, she headed for the lab and smiled when she saw Greg hop out of his car... dressed as Michael Jackson.

"Oooh. Greg. Lookin' good."

"That's Michael to you. And you don't look so bad yourself, Ms. Scully."

"Have you seen Ecklie yet?"

"Not yet, but I'm waiting for it."

"Trust me, the whole lab is waiting for it." Nick, Sara, and Warrick pulled up in one car and hoped out. Sara was in her pink pajamas and picky tails. Warrick had on a huge yellow suit with big black shoes and brown pants. Nick got out of the car wearing Catherine's enemy football team. Her jaw dropped when she saw him. "I can't believe you! Nicky boy is for LSU, huh? No! What ever happened to A & M!"

"Watch out, Nick. She's loaded." They all ran into the lab and stopped at the sight of Grissom dressed as Mulder.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where's our supervisor!" Everyone stopped at the sound of loud laughter and clapping. They all looked towards the entrance of the lab. Their eyes turned wide and they all held back their laughter as Ecklie came into view.

"Trick or treat. Smell muah feet. Gimme' something good to eat. Yo, yo, YOOO."

The whole gang said at once, "Sweet Jesus."

A/N: HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I point and laugh at the computer screen. (Giggles)