Disclaimer: JE owns the characters. I Will Buy You a New Life by Everclear.

A/N: Thanks a million to Linda.


Raging hormones? Check. Willing partner? Check. Then why do I still have clothes on? Shit! Mooner. Dougie stilled when he felt me tense at the thought of Mooner walking in while we were this close to doing the horizontal mambo on the living room couch. He pulled back quickly and sat up.

"I'm really sorry, Steph," Dougie whispered as he resumed glaring at the coffee table.

I was momentarily stunned be the lack of a very yummy body hovering over me. I sat up and unconsciously ran my fingers over my head. Huh. Another plus to not having any hair. No bad hair moments. I looked over at Dougie and reached out to take his hand. He looked over at me as our fingers laced together.

"Mooner," I explained as I pointed at the kitchen door.

As if on cue, Mooner walked through the door, bong in hand. He walked up to the back of the couch and smiled down at us. His smile grew to a large, shit eating grin when he caught sight of our interlaced fingers. With lightening speed, Dougie reached back and punched Mooner in the gut. I giggled as Mooner doubled over and coughed a few times.

"Let's smoke out back," Dougie said as he released my hand and stood up.

"Sure," Mooner said after one last cough. "I could use some fresh air."

I watched the guys disappear through the door to the kitchen before I turned back around. I grabbed the piece of pizza that I had dropped on the floor and deposited it on a napkin. The ten second rule had lapsed. Not that I would, even if it had been less then ten seconds. After all, I didn't know where Mooner and Dougie, or any of their friends, had walked lately. I grabbed another piece of pizza and the remote and channel surfed while the guys were doing their thing.

I was completely engrossed in a show on female serial killers when Dougie sat back down next to me. It wasn't everyday that I got to hear about women running around killing people. I was totally fascinated by the stories of these women.

"Getting pointers?" Dougie asked.

"It's not everyday that I hear about stuff like this," I said as I smiled up at him.

Mooner was just about to reclaim his seat when his cell phone started ringing. He fished it out of his pocket and answered it as he stood in front of the couch. He said 'Dude' about six times, each with a different tone of voice, before he hung up.

"Dude," Mooner said as he looked down at us. "I'm gonna do this thing and then we can head out."

"Cool," Dougie said with a nod.

I watched Mooner disappear down the hall and then turned back to Dougie. I looked at him expectantly for a moment. He just smiled down at me. I waited for about two minutes before I finally gave up.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Duh," Dougie said as he smacked his head. "You weren't out back when we decided to take you to Atlantic City."

"Huh?" I asked dumbly.

"The three of us are going to Atlantic City to cheer you up," Dougie said as he jumped up off the couch. "Just for the night. We'll swing by and pick up some clothes for you on the way out."

"Are you serious?" I asked as I eyed him.

"Yes," he said as he pulled me up off of the couch.

I didn't put up a fight as he pushed me up the stairs towards his bedroom. I tried to muster up a glare when he pushed me down on his bed, but he had turned his back to me and bent over as he searched through the bottom of his closet. Yummy! That man has one hell of a great ass. I was thinking about sinking my teeth into it when he abruptly turned around and gave me a wolfish grin. Did I moan?

"Yes," he laughed as he walked over and climbed on top of me.

It wasn't exactly a hardship to have such a beautiful man on top of me. It was just slightly frustrating that he was pinning my legs down to the bed. Just a little bit of rubbing would have gone a long way at this point. I smiled up at him as he lowered his head down to mine.

A small moan escaped me when his tongue came out and lightly traced my lips. I ran my hands slowly up his flat stomach, up over his broad muscular shoulders, and came to a rest at the back of his neck. His tongue was still teasing my lips and I nipped at him in frustration. I felt his chest rumble with laughter as his lips softly touched mine.

"Calm down, Baby," he whispered against my lips.

"I don't think that I can," I whispered back.

"Then we should stop. Fifteen minutes isn't long enough," he whispered, his lips brushing against mine.

Of course he was right, so I released his neck with an overly dramatic, loud sigh. That earned me a full out, head titled back, laugh from Dougie as he climbed off of me and the bed. I sat up and watched him throw clothes in a duffle bag. Once he felt that he had everything that he needed, he picked me up off his bed and threw me over his shoulder as he walked to Mooner's room.

I decided after a moment that being a rag doll had its benefits. I had a perfect ass in mouth distance and I wasted no time taking full advantage of that. I brought my hands up to the waist of his jeans, and with minimal effort, had them tugged down just enough to have his perfect naked cheeks at eye level. I licked my lips in anticipation. They were too perfect and instantly set my mouth watering.

"Holy hell," Dougie swore softly when I ran my tongue across his right butt cheek.

I grabbed his hips as I started softly peppering both cheeks with kisses and licks. I welcomed the moan that came from my throat when I sank my teeth into his left butt cheek. I heard the duffle bag land on the floor, the thud echoed through the hall. My hands ran down his narrow hips, pushing his jeans down as they went. I continued my assault on his beautiful ass as my hands traveled back up his thighs, moving ever so slowly to the front on their journey.

"Jesus, Baby," he groaned as my hands came around his fully erect penis.

My hormones raged into overdrive as my hands went blindly to work. His breathing quickly became labored as the fingers on his right hand dug into my thigh as he held onto me. I altered the speed of my right hand between fast and slow as my left hand lightly massaged his balls.

I felt him sink his teeth into my thigh as he let out a strangled moan and knew that he was close. I sped up the pace of my right hand bringing him closer to the edge. When I felt his muscles start to contract, I sunk my teeth into his left butt cheek. He shouted my name as I drove him over the edge.

Dougie slowly lowered himself down to his knees as he pulled me back over his shoulder. Our lips met in a fierce kiss, tongues at war with each other. His breathing was still slightly labored when I broke the kiss and smiled up at him from my new position, straddling his lap. He brought his forehead down and rested it against mine as he closed his eyes.

"That was the hottest thing I've ever experienced," Dougie whispered, finally breaking the silence as his hands came up and cupped my face. "You are amazing."

I smiled at the compliment and lightly kissed his lips as my hands captured his lean face. His slightly blood shot, but perfectly blue, eyes held a dazed look that let me know that his release had been supreme. He shook his head in an effort to clear away the haze and gave me a sheepish grin.

"You may want to change your pants when we get to your place," Dougie whispered. "I'm afraid that I got all over you."

"Eeeeew," I said with a laugh.

He gave me one more deep kiss before he released me. We stood in the hall for a moment, looking around for evidence that something kinky had transpired. I looked back over at Dougie as he finished pulling his pants up and shrugged. I hadn't found anything other then a small wet spot on the side of my pant leg. I knew that there had to be more than that, but I couldn't find anything.

Dougie pulled me to the side and looked down the hall. We both stood there, searching, and came up empty handed again. He turned to me and shrugged before he pulled me into Mooner's bedroom. We still had to gather up some clothes for him for our little trip. I grabbed boxers and socks out of his dresser as Dougie grabbed jeans and a t-shirt out of the closet.

Dougie had gone out into the hall to go to the bathroom when I heard him let out a slew of expletives. I couldn't hold in the laugh when I had stuck my head out of Mooner's room. Dougie was about half way down the hall, exactly were I had assaulted him, looking up at the ceiling. There, dripping down from the ceiling, was the part of Dougie that had gotten away. Dougie turned around, and I saw a large glob that had fallen and landed on his chest.

"This isn't funny," Dougie growled as he pulled his shirt off. "This is my favorite shirt."

"It'll wash," I assured him as I watched him use his shirt to wipe off the ceiling.

"Are we ready?" Mooner shouted from down stairs as he ran in.

"Almost," Dougie said as he disappeared into his room for a fresh shirt.

I grabbed the duffle bag and followed Dougie into his room. I threw the stuff that he had dropped on his bed into the bag and zipped it up. I turned around and caught sight of his amazingly chiseled torso. Every muscle was lean and firm and absolutely perfect. If only I had an hour or two, I thought wistfully.

"Let's hit the road, Baby," Dougie said as he turned around and put his shirt back on.

He smiled down at me when he caught my dreamy look. I slipped my hand into the one that he had held out for me and we headed down the stairs. Mooner was rolling a few joints in the living room, so I took the duffle bag from Dougie and headed out to my Tracker. I waved at Cal as I threw the bag in the back of my little SUV.

"What's going on?" Cal asked as he walked across the street.

"When are you off duty?" I asked as I shut the back door and leaned against it.

"Thirty minutes," he said after he looked down at his watch.

"Is there a replacement?"

"Hal."

"Perfect," I said as I smiled up at him. "Tell Hal to pack an overnight bag, and we'll meet him at RangeMan."

"Going for a little trip?" Cal asked as he eyed me warily.

"Just an overnighter in Atlantic City," I said with a big smile. "Dougie and Mooner thought that it would be a great way to end a disaterous day for me."

Cal eyed me for a moment before he pulled his phone out to call RangeMan. I listened to his side of the conversation and knew that Hal was stoked to go for a little trip. Mooner and Dougie finally wandered out as Cal hung up his phone. We were getting into the Tracker when Cal grabbed my arm and pulled me to the back of my vehicle.

"Please," Cal pleaded. "Don't do anything stupid tonight."

"Well great!" I shouted as I threw my hands up. "You just jinxed me!"

"Bomber," Cal said with a laugh.

"Danger finds me, Cal," I said as I sent him a brooding look. "I'm not the one that goes looking for it."

"Just try not to harm Hal," Cal said as he pushed me back towards the driver's door.

"I've never harmed any of you guys," I huffed. "It's not my fault that you guys are often in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"I'll remind Tank of that the next time he lands in the hospital," Cal said with another laugh as he pushed me in the Tracker and shut the door.

We cruised through the Burg and stopped off at my apartment. I changed into a pair of low rider jeans and a stretchy black t-shirt after I threw a bag together. After dropping a few carrots into Rex's dish, I headed out and locked up. I was surprised when I came running out of my apartment building to find Dougie and Mooner still getting high. It must have been a miracle.

"Ten minutes," Dougie said after a quick glance at his watch. "That's a new record."

I sent him a glare as I climbed behind the wheel. The glare was met by chuckles from Dougie and Mooner. Asses! I started up the car and riffled through the CDs that were in my visor. I finally pulled out a CD and ejected Justin Timberlake from my CD player. I'm sure that Justin would understand that I needed something a little harder for this trip. I slid the new CD in as the guys climbed in.

I rolled down my window as I skipped through the CD to the fifth song. I had to smile when I saw Mooner start to bob his head with the music as Art Alexakis' voice came over the speakers. I cruised through the streets and pulled up in front of the RangeMan office with Dougie and Mooner singing along with the music. I grinned at Dougie when he grabbed my hand and sang to me.

I know all about that other guy.

The handsome man with athletic thighs.

I know about all the time before,

With that obsessive little rich boy.

They might make you think you're happy

Yeah, maybe for a minute or two

They can't make you laugh

No they can't make you feel the way that I do.

I will buy you a garden, where your flowers can bloom.

I will buy you a new car, perfect shiny and new.

I will buy you that big house, way up in the west hills.

I will buy you a new life.

I couldn't look away from him. All the words that had just flowed from his mouth, in perfect tune with the song, had struck something deep inside. The man that sat in front of me knew all of my baggage. He knew all about my disastrous relationship with Joe and the 'thing' that I had had with Ranger. Yet, he was still willing to buy me a new life. One that centered around him?

My question was answered when he leaned over and captured my lips with his. The kiss was filled with a promise. A promise that he would be there for me no matter what. With, or without, hair. With, or without, the stalkers. With, or without, the craziness of my life. But, it would always be filled with the love that he was pouring into the kiss. There was a feeling of desperation under the surface of the kiss that I felt compelled to return as I fisted my hands in his hair.

"Dude!" Mooner called from outside the Tracker. "Get a room!"

I broke the kiss and glared out the back window at Mooner. He smiled at me before he turned around and started talking to Hal. I guess everyone was assembled for our little trip. I caught Hal's eye and gave him a little wave.

"You done making out so that we can hit the road?" Hal asked when he came up to Dougie's window.

"Sure," I said as I released Dougie and settled back down in my seat. "Let's head out."