this is all my fault

( for andraia, bart allen, coreen fennel, dani phantom, dr. lisa cuddy, dr. simon tam, enzo, felix of vale, matrix, nathan petrelli, rabastan lestrange, the question, and val von doom )


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( for demeter )


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( for doc )


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( for katherine barlow )


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( for kate beckett )


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( for paul avery )

[ these stakes have a high alcohol content ]

She's lost count of how much wine they've put away among the three of them.

By the time they call it a night, she's also lost count of how many hands of Texas hold 'em have slipped through their fingers, wallets, and wardrobes.

Kate's laughing as they stagger-stumble upstairs in a tangle of arms and torsos and underwear.

(At this point, she's fairly certain Bill and Beckett are mostly carrying her between them.)

They clear the stairs and her ankle rolls -- how, she's not quite sure -- but she's taking Beckett and Bill with her with a warm tumble, the ceiling's spinning, and she can't stop laughing.

"God, guys, I'm sorry -- sorry -- "

Her fingers brush Bill's stomach, and her free hand grazes Beckett's ribs as she twists to peer at them.

"Everybody okay?"