A/N: Thanks for all the awesome reviews everybody:):)Hope y'all had a good Halloween!! Okay I just want to say that Jessica Walters ROCKS...I loved her in Arrested Development and I love her in 90210...so she obviously had to make an appearance in my fic:):)
All the lights were out at the Wilson abode, and that was a good sign….a really good sign. They were sleeping, sleeping and not waiting up for their daughter. Or it could be a really, really bad sign Silver thought to herself. They could be waiting and stewing. Thinking of all the things that their daughter might be doing with her stolen hour. They could be thinking up punishments and Silver knew the minute they saw their daughter, who was currently singing along carefree to the song on the radio, any punishment they had thought of would be doubled. So basically her chances were fifty- fifty…not good.
Putting the car into park Silver turned to face Annie, "Ok Annie we have to be extremely quiet, like I mean super stealthy, you think you can do it? Well it doesn't really matter cause you're gonna have to… cause if not we're both dead."
"You have really pretty hair," it was said with a laugh and ended with Annie leaning in super close to try and pet it. "Pretty eyes and lips too" Annie said running the pad of her thumb along Silver's bottom lip.
Oh God the alcohol was so not wearing off…at all. Honestly was it possible to become more drunk? Oh no the fingers were now trailing down Silver's very exposed neck. There was no time…but God did Silver wish there was. Pushing Annie back into her own seat Silver began contemplating their best entrance route, definitely the back door through the kitchen.
"Ok Annie I need you to focus for me, what is the code for the security system cause the last thing we need is for the cops to show up…so think for me and please don't be wrong." Silver said eyes big and pleading, looking at her only hope…yep this was hopeless.
"Oh Silver, I know this one I so totally know the answer…its one-eight-five-zero." Annie exclaimed proud smile plastered on her face.
"About how sure are you…cause you need to be about one hundred percent, anything less than that will result in indefinite incarceration Wilson style."
"Oh I would never forget because when we moved here and Grandma gave me the code she told me a whole long story about how she picked it cause it was the year that Jack Daniels was born…you know the guy that makes the whiskey…now I know why she drinks so much this is totally fun…like an adventure."
Silver just shook her head. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry; thank God there was absolutely no time to decide. They had to make their move now. As quietly as she could Silver climbed out of the driver's side and made her way over to the passenger side. Making sure Annie left her heels in the car; they then made their way to the back door.
Using Annie's key Silver unlocked the door, ushering them in to the total darkness of the kitchen. Standing in front of the key pad Silver prayed to every God she'd ever heard of. Before she could punch in any numbers Annie was whispering in her ear, "One-eight-five-zero." Annie's warm breath on her ear was doing nothing for her concentration. Punching in the number Silver let out a huge sigh of relief when the beeping stopped.
"We so did it…we're like super spies…oh wouldn't it be soo cool if we were spies Silver?" Annie whispered really getting into the spirit of things. Yep leave it to the buzzed girl to see the exciting side of potentially getting grounded for life.
Grabbing Annie's arm Silver began to slowly manoeuvre them around the kitchen, and in the complete darkness it was harder than she thought. They were to the stairs…half way there. "Oh this is so fun Silver we have to do it again…you promise?" Annie whispered to Silver as she was dragged up the stairs. Hitting the top stair Silver turned around to face Annie.
"How about you come to me tomorrow…you know after the alcohol wears off and you tell me how you're feeling then… and that's assuming your parents don't catch us and you know kill us…then maybe we could have another…adventure" Oh it was the perfect time for air quotations, although they were completely lost on the happy drunk standing one step below Silver.
"Oh that sounds like fun…do you promise to wear that costume every time we have an adventure Silver….I love the leather," Annie's fingers found their way to the exact spot where the leather met Silver's thigh, "It's really soft." Silver wasn't sure if she was talking about the leather or the skin on her leg. She was just about to ask when…
"Mmmmm…I hope I'm not interrupting anything." Silver's head whipped around to find out where the voice was coming from. The movement was too sudden Silver couldn't see anything, but the sound of ice hitting against a glass was a dead give away…Tabitha Wilson. The pounding of her heart in her ears slowly subsided. They were relatively safe because as far as Grandmother's went Tabitha Wilson was pretty laid back….probably because she was a lush, but tonight that was totally working in their favour.
"Grandma…" Annie rushed up to throw her arms around her Grandmother and give her a big hug.
"Well it looks like you two enjoyed yourselves." Tabitha said shooting Silver an all too knowing look.
"Yeah ummm well apparently Annie found someone who had some alcohol and that…" Silver said waving her hands toward Annie "is what happened."
Tabitha just laughed, loudly, at the young girls' antics. Oh to be young and gorgeous again. Taking a sip from her drink she looked down at a wide eyed Silver. "Oh calm down sweet heart Harry and Debbie got invited to a party…you know one of Debbie's clients…and they haven't made it home yet."
"Thank God, we thought we were so busted" Silver couldn't help the words from tumbling out; she quickly clasped her hand over her mouth looking up at Tabitha with a shocked expression.
"Oh Silver darling loosen up…believe me when I say I've been there before…now shouldn't you be getting home, your sisters probably worried about you."
Silver cast her glance towards Annie, who was currently amusing herself with the silk tie of her Grandmother's robe.
"Oh don't worry about her, I'll take good care of our Annie dear….get some water and aspirin into her and then straight to bed." Tabitha said smiling at her granddaughter.
"Thank you soo much Mrs. Wilson…"
"Oh God please call me Tabitha, when you say Mrs. Wilson I think of Annie's Mother so please Tabitha is fine."
"Well thank you so much Tabitha… Annie and I so owe you one…make sure to tell her that tomorrow when she sobers up…Oh I wish I could be around for the hangover."
"Oh darling would you like me to call you because Annie's first hangover is definitely something we should cherish." Tabitha said smiling wickedly as an oblivious Annie reached down to try and play with Silver's hair again, which made Silver's cheeks blush a furious red.
Tabitha was old but she was definitely not blind, something was clearly going on between these two…something other than just friendship. She had caught a snippet of their conversation on the stairway and now with the touching. Oh she was going to have to keep a close eye on these two because this was definitely going to be entertaining.