Disclaimer:JE owne the characters.

This one's for Junni357. Sorry for any spelling errors. The computer system at my work sucks and I had to get this one out.

"You're serious, aren't you?" I asked once the shock finally wore off.

"Please," he begged.

"You need to run this by me again. You want me to do what?"

"Steph."

"I can't believe that you're actually asking me to do this. His birthday is in tomorrow! Why are you waiting until the last minute to drop this on me?" I asked as I slumped over in my chair.

"Because I knew that you would do it if I waited until the last minute," Bobbie said with a grin. "You already agreed to everything else."

I knew, at that moment, that Bobbie was right. If he would have asked me a week ago, I would have thrown myself down a flight of stairs, in hopes of breaking a bone, in order not to do this. Then, it really hit me, I'm in love. There's no other excuse for agreeing to do as Bobbie asked. I was going to put myself through torture for him. I would have told Bobbie to screw himself if it had been for anyone else. Even if it was at the last minute. He was going to have to make it up to me for my birthday in three weeks.

"This blows," I asked with a sigh.

"Yep."

"You have to promise that it will just be RangeMan employees," I said as I shook my head in defeat.

"I promise, Steph," Bobbie beamed. "This is going to be the greated birthday party ever. Your appointment is at two."

I took the business card that Bobbie was holding out. I read the card and winced at the bottom line. I'm going to have to get very drunk this afternoon. I thought about that for a moment as I put the card in my back pocket.

"If I'm doing this, I need Vodka. Lots of Vodka. Plus, I'll need a ride to, and from, the appointment. Then, I need to know exactly how I'm supose to stay away from him until the party?"

"We got him talked into going out with us tonight. I'll take you to the appointment. I have Vodka in my apartment," Bobbie said as he started ushering me to the elevator. He effectively answered all of my questions, so I didn't put up a fight when he pushed me into the elevator. "We have two hours to get you hammered enough to do this. Have you eaten lately?"

"Yeah," I nodded as I walked out of the elevator and to his apartment door. "I had a burger and fries with Lula before I got here. You know that he gets horny when he's drunk, right?"

"All men do, Steph. We're gonna make sure that he's beyond drunk."

I started doing shots of Vodka has I sat at Bobbie's little kitchen table. He turned on the TV and we caught the last two innings of a baseball game. Sports Center popped on and I jumped on Bobbie to stop him from changing the channel.

"It's too late," I warned Bobbie. "I've already seen the opening of the show. I have to see the whole thing."

Bobbie let out a small sigh as he saddly shook his head for me. I had recently aquired an addiction to Sports Center. Don't ask how it happened, because I honestly don't understand it myself. Once I see the opening of the show, I can't walk away. I have to see the whole thing. Ranger believes that I've become infatuated with the guys behind the desk. That could be the case, I just don't have the time to see a shrink about it.

I drank my way through Sports Center. I was royally toasted when another baseball game came on. I waved my hands in surrender when I noticed that the once full bottle was now only one third full. If I had to take another shot, I would start puking. No one would want to go to my kind of appointment after puking their guts out.

Bobbie pulled me out of my chair and wrapped an arm around my waist to steady me. I stumbled out of the apartment and down the hall. I clearly heard music when I entered the elevator. It was Beonce singing about someone not being ready for her booty. I smiled up at Bobbie and started doing a little booty shake. He hand quickly came down to my hip as pressed me agianst himself, efficently stopping the dance.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm dancing to the music," I explained.

"What music, Steph?"

I pointed up at the ceiling. Bobbie looked up and then smiled down at me. I looked up and noticed that their weren't any speaker to play music. Shit! It was just in my head.

"You are deffinately trashed, Bomber."

Bobbie stuffed me into one of the Broncos and drove, rather slowly, to my appointment. He grabbed me out of the Bronco and carried me into the building. Evidently, he thought that I would bolt once realization set in. I, on the other hand, didn't mind being carried like a sack of potatoes. It gave me a chance to examine Bobbie's very perfect butt. Maybe I'm with the wrong Merry Man? I thought as I started to lightly run my fingers around the bottom of his cheeks.

"That's the alcohol talking, Steph. You know that you'd never leave him to be with me," Bobbie said with a laugh.

Bobbie kept me thrown over his sshoulder as he talked with the receptionist. She came into my line of vision and asked if I was sure that I wanted to do this. I just shook my head 'yes' and smiled. I signed something and then felt Bobbie start to walk again. I heard a female voice reasure Bobbie that they did this all of the time and that I'd be fine. That's when I pasted out.

I refused to open my eyes when I finally came around. I was in a bed. After smeeling the pillow, I realised that I was in my bed. I patted myself down and was relieved that I still had my clothes on. Wait a second! I smell frech fries!

"Bomber?" Lester whispered. "You finally awake?"

I could only moan because my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth. My head was killing me. I went to roll over and quickly changed my mind. My head wasn't the only thing that hurt. I held my hand out and felt a cup slip into in. I quickly scooted across the bed on my stomach and hung my face slightly over the edge. I quietly drank half of the coke as Lester chuckled. I decided that I could let that go for now.

I sat the cup on the floor and held out my hand again. A container of fries was quickly placed in my hand. I sat the container on the floor next to the coke and slowly started eating them. A hand came into my line of sight and placed two small pills on top on the coke lid. I placed the pills in my mouth and took another drink. I slowly sat up after I finished the fries.

"You look like hell, Bomber."

"You would too if you got as drunk as I did," I grumbled. "I need a shower."

I almost had a heart attack when I was in the shower. I had forgotten that Bobbie had actually gotten me to my appointment. I was a little red, but other then that, I was okay. The water actually felt amazing. I finally got out of the shower after Lester had popped his head in to tell me that I had been in there for an hour. THere was a small cream container sitting on the bathroom counter. The note under it was from Bobby. He said that i should use this if I noticed any redness.

I was dreading tomorrow, so I pulled on some sweat pants and popped in Ghostbusters. I needed something to take my mind off of the party. I gave up around eight and headed to the gym. I ran for an hour and then dragged myself back to my room. I passed out fully clothed on top of my bedding.

"I can't believe that you made all of this," I said in awe to Ella.

"I've learned how to cook a lot of different things since I started working for Ranger," Ella said as she smiled down at me. "I still can't believe that they talked you into this."

"It was my idea in the first place. That's why I took five shots of Vodka before I ran down here. I figure that I should be feeling pretty good here in a few minutes," I said as I smiled up at her.

"He just pulled in," Tank said over the intercom.

Ella made some last minutes adjustments and then kissed my cheek before she rolled the partition infront of me. I laid completely still as I waited for the door to open. I heard Lester Pull him in and say that he had to see this.

"What's up with the partition?" he asked Lester.

"Just wait for the rest of the guys," Lester said calmly.

"Where's Steph? I haven't seen her all day,"he asked.

"I just saw her a few minutes ago. She said that she had to run up to her room really quick" Lester said. "How's your head?"

"Play backs are a bitch, my friend. I was ready to kill Bobbie this morning."

I could tell that they were just on the other side of the partition. My stomach was starting to get queezy as the rest of the guys wondered into the room. They all told him happy birthday and patted him on the back. Cal was a couple of feet from my head telling Binkie a joke that almost made me lose it. I know that he was doing it on purpose.

"Will someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" he demanded.

The partition was quickly pulled back and I was in full view of every RangeMan employee in the Trenton office. His mouth fell open and his amber eyes locked with mine as the rest of the guys started whistling. I smiled at him and winked as Lester shut his mouth for him. The corners of his full lips started to twitch as he stepped closer.

"I can't believe you did this," he said as he knelt down by my head.

"You owe me big. I waxed for this," I said with self satisfaction. He doesn't need to know that I don't remember it, right? "My gift to you is that I'm a human sushi plate."

"You waxed for me?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Everything," I answered with a devilish grin. "Brazillian."

"Are you naked under those leaves?" he whispered as he moved a little closer.

I slightly nodded my head 'yes'.

He whispered 'I love you' against my lips right before he kissed me senseless. I had to use all of my will power not to jump him at that very moment. I desperately wanted to run my fingers through his soft brown hair. I could feel myself start to ache to feel his hard body pressed against mine. But, I still had food strategicly placed all over my body. Plus, the little leaves weren't held down by anything. He slowly pulled back and beamed at me.

When I finally found my voice, I whispered, " Happy Birthday, Zero."