Peter, Neal, Diana, and Jones made themselves comfortable in the surveillance van. After seeing Brody enter the building, the drove up in front.

"Neal, this better work." Peter said looking at the camera.

XX

Will waited anxiously for Brody to arrive. He had prepared dinner and lit candles all over the apartment. He heard a knock on the door and answered. Brody stood at the doorway, open-shirted wearing a Santa hat and holding a bag.

"Ho. Ho. Ho." Brody greeted.

"Hi! Come on in!" Abby exclaimed running forward.

"Merry Christmas." Will said flirtatiously.

"Wow! What a great place you guys have here." Brody commented, looking around. "How'd you guys score this?"

"Rich parents." Cami answered.

Brody glanced at the pictures and decorations on the walls. "Are these vintage?"

"Yeah. Nineteen fifties." Will smiled. That ought to bait him.

"All right. Well, I got brownies, I have buttered rum…" Brody pulled out the treat and drink and set them on the table.

"Psst. Will, they might be pot brownies. Just eat one, and you won't get stoned." Neal supplied.

Will nodded behind his roommate's and guest's backs to show he heard. He took one and ate it. "All right, let's eat dinner!"

"Dinner! Yay! I'm so hungry." Cami exclaimed as she scarfed down her third brownie.

"Mm. These brownies are good! I'm probably gonna regret this tomorrow when my pants don't fit." Abby commented.

"I'll pour the drinks." Brody offered. He poured four cups, set one of them behind his plate, and when no one else was looking, he put something in the three remaining drinks.

An alarm bell rang off in Neal's head. "Will. He just put roofies in your drinks. Be careful."

Will swallowed. How was he going to avoid drinking without them getting suspicious?

Everyone laughed. Will stumbled as he went to get the food. He made sautéed roast with vegetables and mashed potatoes. He set the four plates down on the table. "All right, dig in!"

Cami took that literally and started scarfing down her dinner with her hands. She noticed that her companions were all staring at her. "What?"

"Nothing." Will stated, trying not to snicker. He continued eating.

"So, how do you all know each other?" Brody asked, looking at the girls.

Will tried to switch his drink with Brody's, but just as he was about to take Brody's drink, he himself picked it up. Will settled for pouring it between his legs. He pretended to finish it off and set it back down. "Good rum."

"Thanks!" Brody glanced and smiled at him, then turned back to the girls. Will checked his watch.

"We went to high school together." Abby replied. "We used to live in small town Erie, Illinois. Where are you from?"

"Sacramento." Brody replied. "Where are you going to school?"

"Oh, me and Will are going to Tisch at NYU; and Cami actually is a model for Star Magazine." Abby replied.

"Sweet." Brody nodded. "Do you ever experiment in college?"

"You mean like streaking through campus and threesomes?" Will asked.

"Or having sex with someone the same gender as you." Brody's eyebrows wiggled.

Abby and Cami gasped. "Yeah! We should totally do that!"

"Well, it would burn off some of the fat we just gained." Abby said.

"That's a plus." Will said, nodding.

"Okay, we'll be in my room!" Abby stood up and grabbed Cami's hand. "Come on, let's go!" The girls giggled and ran off.

"And then there were two." Will smiled.

Brody smiled and leaned forward. "Can I confess something?"

Will also leaned forward. "What?"

"I planted the idea of experimenting in their heads in hopes to get rid of them." Brody admitted. "So we can be alone."

Will smiled. "Well…you know something? I'm glad you did." He lightly stroked Brody's arm. He stood up and walked over to Brody to sit on his lap. "What do you say we do a little experiment of our own?" He wrapped his arms around Brody's neck and snuck a peek at his watch. It had almost been fifteen minutes. He started kissing Brody, who kissed back. After a few minutes, Will yawned and fell limp. "Whoa…I can't feel my limbs. What's going on?" He slurred slightly.

Brody cradled him in his arms and stood up. "Let's get you on the couch."

Will groaned slightly. He was put down on the couch. The end table was near his head. An unlit candle was sitting at the edge of it. Brody lifted Will's arms up over his head and untucked his shirt. Will reached for the candle and whacked him in the head as hard as he could, thereby knocking him out.

"Guess the sexual assault claims are true…" Jones commented.

"All agents move in. I repeat: move in." Peter said over his walkie. They jumped out of the van and ran to the apartment. Peter kicked the door open to find Sexy Clause bound and gagged on the floor. Will backed away and raised his hands. Peter sighed. "You okay?" Will nodded. "Good." Brody just opened his eyes and gasped when he saw the FBI surrounding him. "Brody Tortoni, you are under arrest for robbery, attempted murder, assault, and attempted sexual assault."

Brody groaned in defeat and slumped to the ground. Neal smiled and looked at Will. "Not bad. You were pretty brave."

"You kidding me? I'm still shaking." Will admitted. "Now I'm just wondering how I will explain to my roommates why they have no memory of tonight tomorrow morning and what happened to Sexy Clause."

"Well, Will, that was good work. Thank you for helping us." Peter said. He and Jones hoisted up Brody and marched him out. Another agent disabled the camera and took it out.

Neal sighed and turned to Will. "Well, at least we got him before he could hurt you more."

"Yeah…" Will nodded slowly. "I'm never trusting people again."

Neal chuckled. "I wouldn't go that far. Just go out for drinks before you invite them to your house."

Will chuckled. "No kidding. Well, Merry Christmas, Agent Caffrey."

"Oh, it's just Neal. I'm not an agent- just a consultant." Neal replied. "Merry Christmas to you, too."

XXX

"Well, that ended quicker than I thought."

Elizabeth and Peter sat at the dinner table. The next day was Christmas Eve, and they were planning on going to New Jersey to visit Peter's family.

"Yeah, really." Peter chuckled. "Guess Raines wasn't as clever as he thought."

"Raines?"

"Oh yeah, his real name is Jack Raines." Peter replied. "He got a big surprise when he woke up in jail. I told him his victim was wired and he tricked him into drinking his roofie drink. We'll be keeping a very close watch on him."

Elizabeth chuckled. "Just another day at the office."

"Exactly!"

"Well, I happen to have a few tricks up my sleeve, myself." Elizabeth smiled mischievously.

"Really? What?" Elizabeth pointed above his head. Peter looked up to see a mistletoe hanging above him. He chuckled. "Oh, you're good."

Elizabeth stood up, walked over to Peter and sat in his lap. They kissed.