A/N: Part two of the St. Patrick's Day story. This takes place three days after part one. Hope you enjoy!

Lisa pushes the front door of her apartment open. "Honey, I'm home."

"Thank god." Sonny chuckles meeting her in the entryway. "I was gettin real bored without ya."

Lisa drops her briefcase on the floor and wraps her arms around his neck. "I don't want to hear it, I had to sleep alone for the last two nights."

"Ya poor thing." Sonny mumbles before capturing her lips with his. He pushes her back against the door. "I guess I have a lot of makin up to do."

"Yes, you do." Lisa reaches between them and unbuckles Sonny's belt, not wanting to wait another minute for him.

Sonny tares his lips from Lisa's and looks her in the eyes. "I've seen that look before, I'm in trouble tonight, aren't I?" He unzips her uniform blouse.

"I'll let you have a couple of naps for energy purposes." Lisa gathers Sonny's shirt in her hands and pulls it up his torso.

Sonny raises his arms above his head. "How thoughtful of ya."

"Like you don't want to spend all night fucking me." Lisa retorts.

"I can't argue with ya." Sonny pulls her undershirt off. "There is just somethin so hot bout ya in bra and your uniform pants." He attaches his lips to the newly visible skin.

"You find these pants attractive?" She giggles.

"I find ya attractive in them." Sonny clarifies. "But your ass good in bout anything."

"Why thank you." She finds his lips with hers.

Sonny reaches behind her and unhooks her bra, tossing it somewhere behind him. "I've missed those." He palms her breasts before sucking a nipple into his mouth.

"Mm Sonny." Lisa runs her fingers through his hair, holding him in place. "I need you."

Sonny pulls his head back. "Let's make that happen." He unbuckles her belt and unbuttons and unzips her pants, pushing them and her underwear down her legs.

She kicks her boots and remaining clothing off. "Please do." She reaches for his jeans, but he beats her to them. She grips him as soon as length is free. "I've been waiting for this."

"Turn around." Sonny growls. He takes in the view in front of him. "Fuck." He glides his hand down the front of her body, pulling her flush against him, pushing into her. "Shit Lisa."

"Oh Sonny." Lisa braces herself against the door. "Don't stop."

Sonny runs his hands up her torso and cups her breasts. "Ya feel so fuckin good baby."

"Mmhmm." Lisa moans. "I'm so fucking close."

"Ya better be." Sonny grunts.

"Fuck." Lisa groans before her body convulses.

"Damn Davis." Sonny groans. He wraps his arm around her waist to support her. "Fuck" He grunts as he falls over the edge. "That was damn good Lisa."

Lisa manages to turn around to face him. "It was." She mumbles before attaching her lips to his.

"Do we gotta go to Jace's tonight? I wanna stay home and fuck ya all night." Sonny kisses her neck.

"Mm as enticing as that sounds, I promised Mandy I would be there." Lisa runs her hands over his back.

"Damn, I can't be the reason you're a bad friend." Sonny chuckles.

"How sweet of you." Lisa giggles. "I think it'll be good for the team to hangout and see Jason comfortable in his space."

"And ya wanna hangout with Mandy." Sonny adds to her statement.

"You know me so well." Lisa smirks. "Think we should get ready?"

"I don't want ya to put on clothes, but yeah if we are gonna go, we should get a move on." Sonny says before kissing her one last time.

Lisa walks towards her bedroom. "Sonny." She stops in the middle of the room and looks at him. "I'm glad your home."

"I'm glad to be home." He smiles back at her.

Sonny and Lisa pull up to Jason's new house. "Sonny, are we ever going to stop wearing matching holiday outfits?" She asks looking down at the blue and green striped overalls with shamrocks scattered on them.

"Why would we?" Sonny laughs. "It's funny and we look great."

"They have to know by now." Lisa takes one last look at herself in the mirror on the visor. "Like they are just respecting us and not saying anything."

"Wanna find out?" Sonny jokes.

"No." Lisa opens the car door.

"One more kiss before we head in?" Sonny asks.

"Mmhm." Lisa leans in towards Sonny. "Okay, party time."

"Yes Ma'am." Sonny gets out of Lisa's SUV, and they head towrds the front door.

"Hi." Lisa reaches out hugs Mandy. "This place looks great."

"It's not too much?" Mandy asks.

"I mean, if you are going to throw a St. Patrick's Day party why not go all out?" Lisa tells her. She notices a photo wall with a balloon arch and letter balloons spelling out Let's get lucked up. "I love that balloon wall, it's so cute."

"Thanks." Mandy smiles. "Well, plenty of food and alcohol to go around."

"Davis." Jason nods as she approaches him.

"Hey Jace." She hugs him. "This place is nice."

"Thanks. Mandy and Emma hated my old place. Told me it was too depressing." Jason shakes his head.

"Well, I never saw the old place, but this is a good place to come home to after an op and just relax." Lisa tells him.

"You know, it is." Jason glances at Mandy. "She likes it here, and that's what matters."

"And she makes you happy." Lisa asks with a raised eyebrow.

Jason laughs and nods his head. "I haven't felt this at peace in a long time."

"Good." Lisa smiles. "You make her happy too. And you both deserve it."

"That's always good to hear." Jason returns her smile. "And I see you and Sonny still own those horrible overalls."

"Don't hate us cause you ain't us." Lisa chuckles as she walks away towards Sonny. "Well, Jason still isn't a fan of our overalls."

"That sounds like a him problem." Sonny chuckles.

"I mean, why wouldn't you wear matching holiday outfits with your best friend." Clay winks.

"Ya can shut all the way up." Sonny points at him. The last thing he needed was for Clay's mouth to get a little too smart and people start asking questions.

"Aww, don't be mad Sonny Boy." Clay pokes. "I for one, like the look."

"And they are for sure better than that ugly ass four leaf clover shirt ya got on." Sonny responds.

Clay was opening his mouth to respond when Naima walked up to the four. "Who would have thought Jason Hayes would actually have a place that feels like a home again?" Naima asks.

"I know." Stella nods. "And him and Mandy seem so happy."

Niama takes a sip of her beer. "I always knew there was something between them."

"They seem to fit so well together." Stella says watching the two. "They have a really special connection, don't they."

"They do." Lisa comments. "From the first time they met there was a just, I don't know, something special between them."

"I remember the first time I saw her." Naima chuckles. "She just cooly glided off the plane after her first deployment with the team. All I could think was, that's a spook if I have ever seen one."

"Oh, I thought the same thing." Stella laughed. "She's changed though."

"She has." Niama looks at Lisa knowing she has an answer.

"Are you probing me for information Naima Perry?" Lisa takes a swig of her beer while deciding how to answer. "She decided that wasn't the life she wanted."

"That was a generic answer." Naima states.

"It's the truth." Lisa shrugs. "She's happier now and so is Jace."

"That is also the truth." Niama agrees.

Lisa turns when she hears a familiar voice. "You and Sonny disgust me." Trent laughs, reaching out to hug her.

"You're just jealous Trent."

"I would never be jealous of either one of you." Trent says looking between Sonny and Davis.

"So much hate from a guy that benched himself for some bullshit surgeries or some shit." Sonny pulls him into a hug.

"Forgive me for wanting to be able to walk when I'm 50." Trent shoots back.

"Yeah, yeah." Sonny laughs. "It's good to see ya again man. Ya need to stop bein stop a damn stranger."

"I'm saying this for the first time in my life." Trent smirks. "Maybe you should spend a little more time at the Bulkhead, and you would see me more."

"That is the first time I have ever heard that." Sonny deflects, hoping he wouldn't push the issue.

"First thing for everything." Naima laughs. "I for one can't wait to meet the reason."

"Ya already done met LeAnne." Sonny tells her.

"If you say so." Naima responds not believing him for a second.

"Who wants shots?" Mandy asks walking into the kitchen with the rest of the group.

"Shots?" Sonny turns and looks at her. "I like this new Mandy."

"What? Don't act like I have never offered you shots before." Mandy smirks.

"If ya did, I was way too drunk to remember." Sonny chuckles. "And I don't black out easy."

"Or are you confusing being shot at and shots?" Clay pipes in.

"Okay, okay." Mandy holds her hands up. "You may be right, but I'm here to change that."

"What you got there?" Brock asks watching her remove a tray of premade shot glasses from the refrigerator.

"In the spirit of the holiday and the guys, Irish Hammer shots." Mandy tells them.

"Hell yes." Sonny claps his hands together. "This oughtta be good."

"Sonny Boy." Jason throws his arm over Sonny's shoulders. "That why we love you."

"Good time Sonny." Sonny grumbles. He feels Lisa pat him on the back as a gentle reminder that was is more than that. "Let's do this."

After everyone has a shot, Lisa holds up her shot glass. "To Jason's new place and newfound peace."

"I'll drink to that." Sonny says before throwing his shot back. "I'll tell ya what Mandy, not bad for a spook."

"Maybe they teach us mixology at Langley." Mandy smiles. "To be ready for anything an assignment may throw at us."

"I only halfway think you're kidding." Ray comments.

"You'll never know." Mandy grins.