"I don't know man it just hit me. You remember when we saw Doug's mattress impaled on that statue?" Stu asked.

"Yeah that's because we threw it out the window," Phil answered.

"Wrong!" I yelled in his ear. If I was stuck in the back in the middle seat, I was going to make Phil sorry about that.

"No that's impossible you can't open windows in Vegas hotels," Stu explained.

"Too many people jumping out windows due to extreme money loss, stupid marriages, & too much alcohol or drugs causing them to believe they can fly," I added. I knew this because of my awesome lawyer knowledge.

Doug gave me a weird look before saying, "Girl you're crazier than you look."

"Thank you," I replied.

"Then how did it get oh my god!" Phil said finally getting it.

"Oh whoa wait what's going on?" Alan asked clueless as usual.

"Doug was trying to signal someone," Stu said.

"Holy Shit how did you figure that out? Phil asked.

"Because obviously he's smarter than you," I said with a smile.

"Doug made me realize it actually," Stu answered as Phil glared at me through the rearview mirror.

"Doug?" Phil asked.

"Not our Doug, black Doug."

"Hey easy with that shit come on," Doug yelled.

"Sorry."

"Okay can someone tell me where white Doug is?" Alan asked.

"He's on the roof Alan," Phil said.

"Yes he's on the roof. We must have taken him up there on his mattress as a prank so he'd wake up on the roof," Stu said.

"It's like that time at summer camp remember we moved his sleeping bag out into the lake," Phil said while laughing.

"Which was hilarious, which it's not so funny now because we forgot where we put him," Stu said laughing as well.

"That's the summer I broke my foot, isn't it? So I wasn't there," I asked while pouting.

"Yeah I think so, sorry babe or am I not allowed to call you that still?" Phil said.

"Nope we're good now," I said leaning up to kiss him on the cheek.

"Aww how cute," Stu said.

"You guys are fucking retarded you know that?" Doug said. I shrugged in response.

"Holy shit you think he's still up there?" Phil asked.

"There's only one way to find out." Stu said.

"Doug?" Stu yelled as we burst through the door. Alan was actually thinking when he pried the door open with a brick. Then we began yelling his name and running around the roof like crazy people.

"Where are you buddy?" Phil yelled.

"Where are you at Doug?" Alan then yelled.

"He's got to be here somewhere," I mumbled.

"Hey guys he's over here!" Stu yelled.

"Hey I found him! He's over here," Alan yelled.

Phil and I grinned at each other as we ran toward Stu's voice. Leaning over a very unhappy and burnt Doug, Stu said, "He's okay, you're okay. We got to go buddy come on. We have been looking everywhere for you."

"He's alive," Alan observed as Stu and I helped Doug up.

"I would hug you but it looks like that might hurt," I told Doug.

He then shrugged us off once on his feet and said, "What the fuck is going on?"

"We can explain everything but right now we got to go," Stu said.

"Hey bud you okay?" Phil said.

"No I'm not okay," Doug said.

"You look good you got some color. I'm jealous."

"I'm getting married today."

"Yes you are and Doug that's why you need to focus and do everything we say because frankly you're wasting a little bit of time right now."

"You fucking asshole," Doug yelled and launched himself tackling Phil to the ground. "Oh my skin burns, ow ow god," he screamed rolling off Phil. Stu and I exchanged worried looks.

"It's okay it's not your fault Doug," Alan said stroking Doug's face.

"Don't touch me. Shut up. All of you shut up just get me home, just get me home." Doug ordered.

"What about the one after that? You cannot be serious oh god damn it," Stu said flipping his phone shut, "Every flight to LA is booked."

"What about into Burbank?" Phil asked. He was pushing a wheelchair that held Doug.

"Totally sold out."

"Oh fuck well we can't drive there, the wedding starts in 3 and half hours. Alan where's the car?"

"It's on its way," Alan said. "You know what we can drive there. We can make it.

"Stu there's someone here to talk to you," I said pointing out Jade sitting on a bench. She waved when he turned.

"Okay um just give me a second."

"We will leave without you," Phil said. I hit him.

"Is he missing a tooth?" Doug asked.

I laughed, "Yep, long story."

The car arrived and we got Doug all situated while Alan talked to Jade. Phil got into the driver's seat since he decided he was the best candidate to get us to the wedding on time. I beg to differ.

At this point Phil was standing on the back of the car stomping on the convertible top. "Don't, you're gonna mess the car up," Alan complained.

Phil leaned over giving me a kiss before getting in the driver's seat, "Alright let's go."

"Wait you two are together?" Doug asked.

I could blush creeping up my neck, "Something like that."

Once we were out on the road Doug said, "At least the trip wasn't a total disaster."

"What makes you say that?" Alan asked.

"Well apparently Phil and Charlie are finally together and when I woke up on the roof I happened to find 80 thousand dollars worth of Bellagio chips in my pocket."

"Oh my god!" Phil said hitting the steering wheel.

"Looks like we're going home with some money," Doug said actually smiling for the first time since we found him again.

"Here he comes. That's him. Hey Niko!" Alan yelled as a van with The Tux Shop on the side pulled up next to us.

"What's up Alan?" Niko yelled and began throwing packages wrapped in brown paper at us, inside were the tuxes for the guys, "Whoa look out.

"Oh shit," Phil said swerving around a car in front of us.

"Thanks Niko!" Alan said once we had the tuxes.

"Who was that guy?" Stu asked.

"That's my buddy," Alan answered.

We then stopped on the side of road so they could change into the tuxes. Yes I said the side of the road. I took this time to do my makeup and I had already pulled my hair into a side braid before we left. Once we got there I would just have to throw on my dress and shoes and then I would be ready to go.

We pulled up in front of the house, ran in bursting through the door. "Sorry MapQuest took us a really crazy route," Stu offered when Tracy stood looking at us in a stunned silence.

"Move I have to put my dress on!" I said as I pushed the guys out of the way and rushed into the room to get my dress on so we could get this wedding started. Of course Tracy was right behind me, "What the hell happened? What is going on?" she demanded.

"Look, I don't think I should be the one telling you. I would ask your soon to be husband first, then I'll tell you exactly what really happened. You don't want to be upset right before you get married, do you?" I reasoned with her

She looked at me skeptically before asking, "You Promise?"

"Pinky swear," I said offering her my pinky finger. As she accepted my proposition I added, "Besides he's not the one who got into trouble."

"You're right I don't want to know right now," she said.

The wedding got underway and thankfully it all went smoothly, I think…Phil and I were busy eye fucking during the ceremony so I couldn't tell you much about it. From what I could tell it was beautiful. I was happy for Doug and Tracy and all that good stuff but I just wanted to be alone with Phil like now. Now at the reception, we had already eaten dinner. Phil sat down next to me and handed me a glass of wine. "How many glasses of wine have you had tonight?" Phil asked taking my hand in his.

"This would be glass four, I think. My dad isn't exactly happy about us being together and Allison is going to be even more pissed off about all of this," I said looking into my glass.

"If we can get through this weekend together, we can get through anything," Phil said tipping my chin up to look me straight in the eye. Damn he is serious about us, weird. I leaned over and kissed him.

"Stu are you avoiding me?" Melissa's annoying voice rang through the air. Phil and I looked at each other and then over to where Stu and Alan were standing. Melissa looked about ready to rip Stu's throat out.

"Melissa," Stu said.

"Oh My God what happen to your tooth?" I winced this is not going to end well.

"Have you met Alan, Tracy's brother? Brother of the okay, ow," Stu said trying to evade the question when Melissa grabbed his face.

"That is disgusting," she said staring into Stu's mouth. "Why haven't you returned my calls?"

"Well there was a snafu and when we stopped," Stu said grabbing for an excuse looking desperately over at Alan for help, not a good place to look.

"I called that bed and breakfast in Napa they said they had no record of you checking in," Melissa said. It's too late to help him now.

"That's because we didn't go to Napa," Stu said confidently and I had to smile. He is finally standing up to her.

"Stu what the fuck is going on?" Melissa yelled loudly. Everyone stopped what they were doing to look at her.

"We went to Las Vegas," he answered.

"Oh really Las Vegas? Why would you go to Las Vegas?" she asked.

"Because my best friend was getting married and that's what guys do!" Stu answered.

"Really well that's not what you do."

"Then why did I do it huh? Because I did it, riddle me that. Why'd I do it? You know sometimes I think all you want me to do is what you want me to do. I'm sick of doing what you want me to do, " Stu said complete with crazy hand gestures and all.

"That's not how this works," Melissa said.

"Oh good whatever this is ain't working for me."

"Oh really, since when?"

"Since you fucked that waiter on your cruise last June. Boom!" Stu said slapping the table. I really tried not to laugh but then Alan had to interject.

"You told me it was a bartender," Alan said and I burst out laughing. Phil smirked at me and shook his head.

"You're right I stand corrected, it was a bartender. You fucked a bartender."

"You're an idiot."

"You're a, you are a daaa… Such a bad person all the way through to your core. Alan should we dance?" Stu said unfazed.

"Let's do this!" he yelled. I stood up, the wine rushing to my head but I didn't care. I grabbed Phil's hand and dragged him out to the dance floor with Alan was right behind us, and Doug was grinning and we shared a group hug.

"My feet hurt," I whined dropping my shoes next to the chair Phil was lounging in. He patted his lap and I happily accepted the invitation. He wrapped and around my waist as leaned back into him.

"Dougie I got to tell you this was a gorgeous wedding," Stu said.

"I give it six months," Phil said. I elbowed him in the stomach for that comment.

"You're a dick," Stu retorted.

"I don't know what to say, thanks for the bachelor party I guess," Doug said.

Stu laughed and said, "Yeah I just wish we could remember some of it."

"I honestly don't know if I want to," I said.

Alan walked up holding something, "Hey guys look what I found."

"Whoa that's my camera," Stu said straightening up.

"Yeah it was lodged in the back seat of car."

"Oh god, are there photos on it?" Phil asked.

"Yeah some of it's worse than we thought," Alan said.

"Oh Fuck," I moaned.

"No fucking way, give me that."

"Whoa wait," Stu said.

Doug stood up grabbing the camera, "Wait, wait. We look at these pictures together okay? One time then we delete the evidence."

"I say we delete them right now," Stu said.

"You're not even a little curious?" I asked.

"You just said you don't want to know," Stu said and I answered with a shrug.

"Are you nuts I want to find out how I wound up in the hospital. Is that on there?" Phil said pushing me off his lap as he stood up.

"Yeah it's in there," Alan said.

"Guys one time, deal?" Doug asked.

We all agreed some of us more reluctantly than others.