When Dylan get back to VIP lounge of club, they encircled Lena, who was narataing the story of the Final Battle. Dylan sits beside Stanley who was scared out of his wits as he complained that Dylan Walks like a cat. "Lena Darling, what happens next?" he asked returing his attention to story teller, who has eyes throwing daggers at Dylan.
"Ohh... What happens next?" unsynchronized words left her and Dylan hides his smile. He carefully listen to her account of details of last battle. When Lena completed her story and drank from the wine glass place near her, watching him as Dylan watched her back with trouble look on his face. Gibbs sits besides him and whispers if Dylan get what he want?.
"Yeah but tell me how many Lena has drunk till now?" Dyaln asked him.
"About seven." Gibbs says without any guilt.
"You let her drank?" Dylan was shocked.
"Your fault, you know Lena only listen to you while drunk. Ask her what has upset her?" Gibbs drinks the remaining fluid from the glass. Lena stand up and walk towards themas everyone was still discussing the final battle and their viewpoint on final battle's survivor story even though they have already watched it. Her feet dangles with some thing and Lena almost fell but she balance herself and sit down besides him. Dylan grab her waist and watch her with worry. She jerk away from him and take the glass from table.
Dylan quickly take the wine from her hand.
"You have drunk enough Lena." he speak in low tone that only Lean can hear.
"Nooo." Lena place a finger on his lips and said in playful manner.
[She is completely drunk... I tole her not to drink with the.] He was done with her.
"We are going home." Dyaln grab hr hand and stand up, pulling Lena behind him, as everyone stares at them he grab her bag from table.
And Gibbs remember the reason why Dylan don't want her to get drunk.
"Dylan" Stanley called for him and was about to chase them when Gibbs nods in disagreement. Very soon the lounge was back to normal.
With great efforts, Dylan coaxed Lena to put her warm coat.
"Lena, why you drink this much?" Dylan ask her as they get outside of club. Lena walked behind him and suddenly stand before him, locking the way. She look into his eyes as a mischievous smile dance on her face.
"It's You." a finger points to his face and Lena says. Dylan take her hand pointing to him in his hands and lead the way. As they reach his car, Lena stops once again unwilling to go.
"Dylan Al'Xander." She says his full name.
"yes" Dylan turn to face him and a smile appears on his face.
"You Brute" Lena throws her bag on him and He catch it.
"What have I done now?" He says catching up with her as Lena runs.
"You... You are hiding things." Lena whispers as if has got his secret. Dylan froze up for a moment and then take her towards his car.
"No, I'm not." He told Lena as he carefully made her sit inside. Her words have completely shaken him from inside. He watched her drunk while driving. Suddenly Lena opens her eyes and sniff the air.
"I smell something sweeter." Lena whispers to him and fall back to her seat.
"Lena you are such a bad drunk and I'm not allowing you to get drunk without me." Dylan says to her. As her eyes were closed, lena was calm unlike before. As Dylan turn his face to traffic ahead, Lena launched on him. The car waves a bit but Dylan controls both the car and her. He slows down and adject seat belt for her. Lena moans, she never ever liked to be stuck in a place, even a minor seat belt leaves her unsattle. Dylan stokes her head.
"I'm sorry Lena, just a bit more." he whisper.