"Dammit! I can't believe we lost that last round." Betsy exclaimed.

Huntress laughed, "Drink turkeys, and then we can play the next game. What is next Emma?"

"A traditional American favorite. Beer pong. For this one we will split up into pairs. There are two tables, so the X-Men will play the League to start. The losers of one game will rotate and play the losers of the other table. Your team is out once you lose 3 matches. Last team standing wins victory for their affiliation. Anyone not know how to play?"

The group all shook their heads no.

"Excellent! Pair up."

Immediately Dinah and Helena walked over to one of the ends of the tables. Shayera and Diana walked to the other table and waited. Emma looked at Jean. "Want to play for my team tonight?"

Helena laughed out loud. A little too loud in her head as well. Jean instantly picked up on the thought that passed through the dark haired woman's mind, but said nothing. She smiled, and pushed Emma over to the table that Helena and Dinah were occupying.

Jean looked across the table at Helena and mentally projected, 'I heard that. You and I will be talking after this game is over.'

Helena's eyes went wide. Dinah looked at her girlfriend. "What's wrong?"

Helena muttered, "Promise me that if I am attacked tonight because my mouth and mind never seem to take a vacation that you will defend me."

Dinah rolled her eyes, "Now what Helena?"

"Ssshhhh, they might hear you." Helena tapped her forehead.

"WHAT?"

"Forget it. But make sure I am never alone."

"You are so weird sometimes."

Emma and Jean set up their cups and waited for Dinah and Helena to do the same. Once the preparations were done, the game began. Just like flip cup, Jean's ability to play a drinking game was suspect. Emma and Jean drank all their beer cups before they had scored on Dinah and Helena. The buzz was starting to kick in for the redhead. Emma looked over at her pong partner. "You okay?"

"Mmmm…we need to win the next one or I may not survive the entire time."

Emma laughed and walked over to Storm's table. The game was taking considerably longer since both sides were equally matched. Jean looked at Helena and projected, 'Take a bathroom break. I will meet you in there.'

Helena grabbed Dinah's hand and headed to the bathroom. After waiting a few moments, Jean followed. When she walked in Helena was leaning against a sink.

"You have something you would like to share here?" Jean asked.

"No." Helena bit her lip.

"You are lying Helena. I can tell. You are biting your lip." Dinah laughed.

"That isn't helpful sweetheart. Really Jean, I don't have anything to say."

Jean smiled and walked closer to Helena. "It was just a flash in your mind, but you practically screamed it. Care to elaborate?"

Dinah looked at Helena. "What did you just scream in your head?"

Helena was silent.

"You are holding your breath now Helena." Dinah laughed again.

Jean looked at Dinah. "What's that mean?"

"It means she is about to explode. She does that when…well, when she is having trouble keeping something in."

"Really? Spill it Helena."

Helena exhaled. "I can't. Emma will kill me."

"Emma will kill you? What's this about?" Dinah asked.

"Your girlfriend had a very interesting thought at the beer pong table after Emma said something suggestive to me. Now I want her to tell me what is going on."

"Please I can't. I really want her to like me. I can't betray her confidence."

Dinah looked between the two women who were staring at each other.

Jean laughed, "I won't let her kill you. But she is playing with me isn't she?"

"Yes." came the mumbled response from the dark haired woman.

"I am a little lost here." Dinah uttered.

"Helena, is the Tower under renovation or not?" Jean asked.

"No."

Jean laughed out loud. "That bitch! She's planning on flirting all night isn't she?"

"Yes."

"What did you think about at the pong table?" Dinah asked.

Jean replied, "There was a flash in her mind about me playing on Emma's team. Emma's grin in the thought was obvious as were Emma's intentions. Beer pong is over for you two. Go downstairs and dance. Don't even think about warning Emma. The thought will never reach her mind."

Helena and Dinah started to walk away, but then Helena turned around. "What are you going to do?"

"Trump the White Queen."

Helena and Dinah smiled, left the bathroom, and went downstairs to dance. Jean looked at herself in the mirror and adjusted her hair. She looked at her boobs. She pulled them out a little more, showing more skin that she normally would. Satisfied, she walked out of the bathroom and found Emma leaning over the private bar ordering a drink. Jean took a deep breath and sauntered over to where Emma was. She pressed her chest into Emma's back and leaned over the blonde's shoulder. She whispered into her ear. "What did you just order?"

Emma stiffened at the contact. "T-Tequila."

"Mmm, I like tequila."

The bartender laid the shot glass in front of Emma. Jean leaned over more and brushed her chest against Emma's back again. "May I?"

Emma just nodded her response. Jean walked around and stood in front of the other woman. She looked into the blonde's eyes and licked her lips suggestively. Emma blinked hard. Jean leaned in, took Emma's hand, and lifted the blonde's wrist to her mouth never breaking the eye contact. She licked it slowly, and then levitated the salt over the spot. She closed her eyes and sucked gently on the salt on Emma's wrist, and then picked up the shot of tequila. She downed it quickly, and placed a lemon slice in her mouth.

"That was amazing." Jean whispered as she leaned in close to Emma's face. She stopped inches short and stared at the other woman. "Thanks Emma." And with the utterance she turned and walked away with a big smile on her face. Emma stood frozen in her spot, and began laughing a few moments later. So it's like that, she thought to herself. So be it Red, game on.

A/N: You guys have no idea what I went through to post this chapter...ugh...but I love you, and the reviews...