The four women succeeded in drinking every ounce of alcohol in Stella's apartment. The next morning they were all awoken by the sound of a cell phone ringing.

"Oh god make it stop!" Stella yelled from the bedroom.

"Please don't let it be mine." Peyton yelled from the guest bedroom.

"I think it's Lindsay's." Sarah said from the floor. Lindsay grunted as she reached for the phone.

"This had better be important." Lindsay growled into the phone as she looked at the clock. It screamed 7:44am. She was not sure what time they went to bed but she was pretty sure she saw 3am.

"Lindsay?" Mac asked as he was not sure it was here. Lindsay immediately sat up, grabbing her head as the quick rise made her head feel like it was going to explode.

"Sorry Mac. Late night. What's up?"

"Are you feeling okay? I can call someone else."

"Trust me when I say that your other two choices," Lindsay said as she glanced at Sarah still lying on the floor and Stella who had walked into the living room, looking like death warmed over, "are not looking much better than me right now." Lindsay tried to let out a small chuckle, but soon regretted it.

"Okay than. A fishing boat just pulled a DB out of the river. Danny and I are on our way there now."

"Okay. I will there as soon as I can." Lindsay moaned as she closed her phone.

"I will make you some coffee." Stella said as she shot her friend a glance of sympathy.

Forty five minutes later Lindsay arrived at the crime scene.

"Man, Montana you look like crap." Danny said as he saw Lindsay walking towards them.

"Thanks, that is what every woman wants to hear her husband say." Lindsay smirked as Danny placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "And if you must know, I feel like crap too. Let's just say that it will be a long time before we have a girl's night out again." Both Mac and Danny laughed.

"Can I assume that Peyton is feeling pretty crappy this morning too?" Mac asked through his smile.

"Let's put it this way, there is not an ounce of alcohol left in Stella's apartment."

"What did you ladies talk about all night?" Danny asked.

"A little bit of everything." Lindsay shot a smile over to her boss, "And I do mean everything." Mac blushed and immediately walked away, leaving a very confused Danny behind.

"What?" Danny asked.

"I will tell you later cowboy. Now lets get this over with so." She said as she pointed to the dead body.

A couple hours later, Sarah finally made it to work. Granted she was 45 minutes late, but at least she was there, or at least her body was there. Flack let out a chuckle when he saw her in her office with her head lying on the desk.

"Rough night?" Flack asked.

"You have no idea." Sarah replied, never taking her head off the desk.

"So what did you ladies do last night? I just saw Linds and she looks about like you."

"We drank, we drank and we drank some more." Sarah winced as she lifted her head from her desk. "Plus I learned some things that I really wish I hadn't."

"Like what?" Flack asked.

"Let's just say that I will never be able to look at Mac's office the same ever again."

"What do you…" Flack paused as he realized what she was saying. "Really? His office?" Sarah simply nodded her head.

"And you know how you wanted to keep us a secret?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I am sorry to say that the secret is out. After about the sixth shot of tequila Stella started questioning me about us and I caved. I hope you are not mad?"

"Well it was bound to come out eventually." Flack said as he wrapped his arms around Sarah's shoulders. "Plus I might have let it slip to Danny and Mac last night as well."