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After a few more drinks, Artie and Brittany called it quits. Hugging everyone goodbye, the two stumbled out of the bar and into their car. Surprising enough, Artie wasn't drunk, unlike Brittany.

"Note to self: Don't let Brittany drink a lot again." Artie said as Brittany banged her head against the side window.

"Do you want me to drive you home or do you want to come to my place for the night?" Artie asked as he watched Brittany's head spin.

"Where am I?" Brittany asked, slowly turning her head towards Artie.

"You're in my car. Do you want me to drive you home?" Artie asked again.

"You be sexy!" Brittany screamed as she laughed.

"Yeah, there's no way she's going to make it on her own tonight." Artie said as he backed out of the parking lot.

As they drove down the street, Brittany took off her underwear and waved it out of the window. Giggling while she tried saying something, Brittany let go of her underwear. Artie hit his palm against his forehead as red and blue lights started flashing behind him.

"Fuck. This can't be happening." Artie said as he pulled his car over.

The cop car pulled up behind him and a rather large man stepped outside. As he approached the driver side window, Artie started getting worried. Brittany was drunk as hell and she's going to get him trouble. The cop tapped on Artie's window as Artie slowly rolled it down.

"Good evening sir. License and registration, please." The officer said as he shined his flashlight in his car.

Brittany hissed as the light hit her in the eyes. Artie grabbed his registration out of the glove box and handed it to the officer along with his license. The officer tipped his hat and walked back to his car.

"Crap…crap…crap." Artie said as he banged his head on his steering wheel.

"What's wrong, baby?" Brittany said as she rubbed his back.

"We're pulled over and you're drunk." Artie said with a smile as he turned his head towards Brittany.

He wasn't mad at her. In fact, Artie was happy. He wasn't going to let this ruin his day, especially when there was already one bad thing. The officer hopped out of his car and walked back to Artie's.

"Sir, do you know why I pulled you over?" The officer said, handing Artie his license and registration.

"No officer. Was I speeding?" Artie replied.

"No. You dropped these." The officer said as he pulled Brittany's underwear out of his back pocket.

"Thank you, officer. I'm sorry." Artie said as he grabbed the underwear.

"Madam, may I ask how much you had this evening?" The officer asked as he turned his attention to Brittany.

Brittany sat in the front seat, silent and shaking. She was afraid she'd be arrested and spend the night in a jail cell.

"Ma'am?" The officer said, getting her attention.

"Sir, she's only had 2 beers at the most." Artie said as he blocked the officer's view of Brittany.

"If it's okay son, I wasn't talking to you." The officer said as he shined his light in Artie's face.

"I do mind actually. I'm the designated driver." Artie said.

"Well if you are the designated driver, do you mind if I give you a field sobriety test?" The officer asked with his hand on his gun.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night. Brittany, I'll be right back." Artie said as he stepped outside and followed the cop to the back of his car.

"Alright son. Follow these instructions. Heel-to-toe nine times in a straight line, then turn around and do nine more. Got it?" The officer said.

"Yes sir." Artie said as he started.

He completed this test with ease, which pissed the officer off. The officer then told him to stand on one leg for 30 seconds, counting out loud. Again, Artie passed with ease. Giving up the officer apologized and went back to his squad car, allowing Artie to leave.

"You looked funny back there." Brittany said with a laugh as Artie climbed into his car.

"Thanks babe." Artie said, kissing her on the cheek as he watched the cop drive past him.

Artie pulled out from the side of the road and headed for his house. Brittany slowly started sobering up as she started complaining about her newly formed headache. Artie pulled into his driveway and carried Brittany inside just in time for her to throw up all over him.

"Lovely…" Artie said as he took his shirt off.

Artie put Brittany in his bed and walked back into the kitchen. Grabbing some food, he sat on his couch and watched some TV, catching the end of the Reds vs. Cardinals on FSN. As Artie watched Joey Votto hit a home-run, Brittany called him into his room.

"Artie? Do you hate me?" She asked, as he next to her.

"No! Why would you think that?" Artie asked, shocked by what she just said.

"Because I'm the reason you got pulled over and I threw up on you." Brittany said as she started to cry.

"Babe, it's okay. I'm not mad at you. I love you." Artie said as he kissed her on the forehead.

"Promise?" She asked innocently.

"Yes, I promise. Now get some sleep, okay?" Artie said with a smile as he tucked her in.

"Alright, are you coming to bed soon?" Brittany asked with a giggle.

"Yeah, I'll be in soon." Artie said with a laugh as he walked out of his room.

"I love you, Artie Abrams." Brittany yelled as Artie turned off the lights.

"Again, don't let Brittany drink too much." Artie said with a laugh as he jumped on the couch and watched Whose Line Is It Anyway.

After an hour and being sure Brittany was asleep, Artie turned off the TV and went into his room. He slowly climbed into bed, hoping not to wake Brittany. As he turned onto his side, Artie could feel Brittany's arm reach over him.

"Well, at least she's asleep." Artie said pulling the covers onto of him.

Artie drifted off immediately to sleep.

He 'woke up' in a tomb, surrounded by vines and dripping water. Artie could hear the sound of rushing water echoing down the tunnels from both sides. Looking around, he found an altar with a golden object sitting on top.

"I feel like Indiana Jones right about now." Artie said as he approached the altar.

The golden object was a small statue of tiger, ready to pounce. Making sure that there was no booby-traps or anything, he grabbed the statue. Holding it in his hands, he noticed the red gems in its eyes.

"I'll take that, if you don't mind." A voice said behind him.

Artie turned around and saw a man pointing a gun at him. He looked like he was in his late 30's, early 40's. The man was skinny and needed a cane to walk.

"I do mind. You can't have this." Artie said as he put the statue in his backpack.

"So be it." The man said as he started shooting at him.

Artie dodged bullet after bullet as he sprinted down the tunnels. The sound of water grew louder and louder until he saw water falling down at the mouth of the tunnel.

"Great…a waterfall." Artie said, stopping to look at his other options.

He could hear the man running behind him. Bullets continued to fly past his head as Artie sprinted down towards the waterfall.

"There's no where to run, Artie. Hand me that statue." The man said as he pointed his gun at him.

Artie stopped at the edge of the mouth. He could feel the water splash against his face.

"….never." Artie said as he turned around to face the man.

"Then die." The man said as he fired at him.

Artie leaped through the waterfall as a bullet ripped right past him. The light of the sun illuminated his eyes as he broke through the rushing water. Finally getting used to the light, Artie could see the jungles that surrounded the area as he fell down into a rather large pond.

Artie woke up as he hit the water. Sitting up in his bed, he looked over at Brittany. He laughed as he listened to Brittany talk in her sleep. After watching her for a few minutes, Artie looked over at the clock and saw that it was only 3 o'clock in the morning. He kissed Brittany on the forehead and went back to sleep.

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