DrunkenSincerity

Drunken Sincerity
By Ziggy
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Disclaimer- 'A vague disclaimer is nobody's friend.'
I own nothing.
Rating- PG (I guess)
Category-Mike and Tess fic
Spoliers- None
Author's Note- This is just a little thing that came to mind. Hope ya like it!

Tess let her body sway to the blasting music as she ran her hands through her golden curls. She stepped up onto the bar and began to dance. Several men, drunk and sober alike, hollered at her. She ran her hands over her dark red leather clad legs up to her black tank to. She leaned over and picked up a tequila shot and quickly gulped it down. She then slammed it down triumphantly and let out a loud scream with the rest of the bar. She had been the life of the party the entire night. She was drunk and could barely see straight.

"Alright, come on girl." Said one of the bartenders as she signaled for Tess to step down from the bar. Tess began to do as the woman said and fell as she did so. The woman looked at her and smiled slightly. She leaned over and picked Tess up, carrying her into the back room. She placed Tess on a couch and went back out to the main bar area and began to order people out of the bar since it was closing time. The other bartenders cleaned up as she walked back into the back room. She leaned over Tess.

"What's ya name?" she questioned. Tess looked at her and thought for a moment.

"Tess." She said drunkenly.

"Okay, Tess, I'm Rachel. You have a car?" the brunette told Tess.

Tess shook her head no.

"Okay, you have someone you can call then?"

Tess thought for a moment again.

"M-Michael G-Guerin." She told her then giggled.

"He's got funny hair when he doesn't wear hair gel." Tess told Rachel then giggled again. Rachel rolled her eyes then went to the phone and called information to get Michael's number.

Michael lay in his bed, sleeping a peaceful sleep as the phone rang. He groaned and just rolled over and ignored it. It rang again.

"Damn it!" he grumbled as he then picked it up. "This better be life and death." He said into the phone.

"It is," said an unfamiliar female voice on the other end.

Michael sat up in his bed.

"Who is this?" he demanded.

"My name's Rachel. But that's not the important thing. You're Michael Guerin, right?"

"Yeah, that'll be me."

"Well I got your friend Tess over here are my bar."

"And?"

"And she's drunk as hell and if I let her go home and she wraps her car around a tree I can be held responsible."

"Oh."

"So, will ya come and get her?"

"Sure. What's your bar's name?"

"The Crazy Horse." Rachel told him as she hung up.

Michael quickly got dressed and headed out to his car. He had recently gotten it when his motorcycle became an inconvenience in the cold weather. And the fact that since he broke up with Maria, she wouldn't let him use her Jetta anymore. As he drove he wondered why Tess had told Rachel to call him and not
Kyle or Max instead.

"They would probably have lectured her," he thought aloud.

He yawned as he looked at the clock, which read 4:47 am.

"Damn, I have work tomorrow." Michael said to himself. By the time he arrived at the Crazy Horse it was 5:27 am. He walked into the bar to see two women sitting in the bar and one lying down across it. One of the ones sitting down hopped off the bar and stood in front of Michael.

"Hi." Said a perky blonde.

"Hey." Michael said.

"I'm Tammy, you might want to remember my name for later. What can I call you?" she questioned in an attempt to act sexy.

"I'm Michael. I'm here to pick up Tess." He said quickly brushing off her attempts to hit on him.

Rachel then walked out from the back room with Tess. She was supporting Tess and then sat her down in one of the chairs.

"Hey, you must be Michael," she said as she walked over to him and held out her hand, which he took.

"Yeah. I take it you're Rachel, then?"

Rachel nodded.

Michael walked over to Tess and spoke softly to her.

"Hey, you okay?" he questioned as he pushed he golden curls out of her eyes.

"My head hurts." She grumbled.

"We'll take care of that when we get home." He told her.

"Can we go now?" she questioned.

"Yeah, baby." Told her as she scooped her up into his arms. She wrapped one arm around his neck and let the other dangle freely. She buried her head in his neck.

"You call me in the morning and tell me how she is." Rachel told Michael.

He nodded and mumbled, "Bye" as he walked out with Tess.

They walked a few feet and Tess looked up at Michael from his neck.

"You smell yummy." She told him.

Michael smiled and kept on walking.

"Tess, what were you doing at that bar?" Michael questioned as they reached his car.

"I wanted to have some fun." She told him.

Michael unlocked the door with his free hand and then opened the door. He ever so gently placed Tess on the passenger seat. He shut the door then went around the driver's side and got in himself. He started the car and began to drive. After about ten minutes Tess spoke.

"Michael," she began to moan leaning against the car door and demanded, "Pull it over!"

Michael did so and Tess opened the door. She started to get out and Michael did the same. He helped Tess over to the side of the road.

"I-I feel �sick." she told him as she leaned over.

"I know, baby. I'm here." He told her as she pulled her soft hair back with one hand and then used to other to support her.

"Uck!" she moaned and then threw up. After a moment or so she looked at Michael.

"You got anything to drink?" she questioned, slightly more sober.

"Yeah, stay right here." He told her as he quickly went back to the car and retrieved a bottled water he knew she would need. He untwisted the cap and then walked back to her.

"Here." He said as he handed it to her. She took it and gargled then spit it our onto the ground.

"Better?" Michael questioned.

Tess nodded.

"I feel a lot more sober now." She told him.

"Well, that's how aliens are. Get drunk fast and sober up fast too."

Tess began to walk back to the car with Michael following her. He once again helped her in and got in him self. He began to drive again.

"Michael?"

"Yeah, Tess?"

"Will you watch the sunrise with me?" she questioned as she looked over at him.

He smiled and nodded.

"Of course." He told her.

She smiled back at him as he continued to drive them back home.

Michael finally stopped in front of the Valenti's house. He got out and then helped Tess out. He glanced at his watch, which read 6:17 am. Tess sat down one the front steps and Michael sat down next to her. She
leaned her head on shi shoulder as the sun began to come up. They both smiled at the beautiful colors that spread across the sky. After a while, Michael turned to Tess.

"You ready to go inside?" he questioned.

"Yeah." Tess said as she stood up, as did Michael. She unlocked the door and then walked in.

"I still feel kinda drunk." She told him.

Michael smiled.

"Getting wasted does that to you."

Michael guided Tess to her bedroom room and walking in with her. She changed, and Michael turned the other way.

"You can turn around now" she told him, which he did. He saw her standing
there in pastel blue pajamas.

"You should get some sleep," he said.

She nodded in agreement. He then helped her into bed and tucked the blankets all around her. Tess snuggled into the fluffy blanket ad looked up at Michael who turned to leave.

"Michael?" she called out.

He turned around to her.

"Yeah?"

"Will you stay and just lie with me?"

Michael then went back over to the bed and took off his shoes in reply. He then crawled into the bed, underneath the new sheets.

"Night Tess." He said as she leaned her back against his own.

"Night Michael." She said.

After a while, both or their breathing steadied with the other's. Tess looked over at Michael with his eyes closed. She smiled at how adorable he looked. Thinking he was asleep she spoke.

"I love you, Michael." She whispered softly then closed her eyes.

He answered her back, much to her surprise with, "I love you too."