Caesars Palace

Evelyn, probably looking like a scared Nova as she peered up at him with wide eyes, shifted away from him a little. "I do," she murmured dizzily, but she meant that, or at least her drunk mind felt that she did. It was getting hard to stay conscious much longer and blackness began closing on the edges of her vision.

"Goin' dark," she murmured. She reached behind her and tugged her tangled dress down where it had gotten caught in their legs, shrugging it off herself slowly all the way. Had she been sober, she''d have felt self-conscious and horribly exposed but her body could care less, anxious as it was about other things.

Jake stared at Evelyn for a moment, she really was the most beautiful girl he had been with, and they loved each other. He couldn't resist any more, his restraint came crumbling down as he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her passionately, he felt their hearts beating together, as his pulse raced. Touching her soft skin with his hands he felt like he was buzzing with electricity, together with her like he wanted for so long.

At this point, Evelyn couldn't see more than gray blurs and her later recollection would only include the sounds of their ragged breathing and the scent of Jake's cologne. The only thing that broke through the fog ensconcing her in a cloud of safety was an intense pain that she would remember later.

She would also remember it because it was at this point that she drew back her fist and punched Jake away from her, feeling tears of pain cascade down her cheeks that she'd been fighting back. "You didn' me, warn, tell me - that hurts," she sobbed faintly, completely messing up her sentences in her inebriation.

"Oomf!" Jake grunted falling onto his back. Of course it wasn't them unless he got injured somehow. But damn it that was the first time he ever got punched during sex!

Jake thought he was being gentle, but he did know it was different for girls when they lost their virginity. He sat up and hugged her, "I'm sorry, shh.. I didn't mean to hurt you." He said soothingly.

Evelyn continued sniffling, burying her head in his shoulder. "Biology is unfair!" she cried, feeling alcoholically-passionate injustice. "And a sexist misogynist who hates gender equality! If it were a person, I'd shoot him!"

Jake was trying so hard not to laugh! But this was honestly one of the funniest things he had ever heard. He bit down on his lip, but he couldn't he just burst out laughing, "Ha ha! Aww Evelyn!"

Evelyn was too out of it to be angry at his lack of seriousness to her dilemma. She frowned at him, feeling wounded, and pulled away, grabbing at the duvet when she felt a draft, and toppling back onto the pillow, covering her body up. She turned her back to him, wiping her eyes as she fought to stay awake.

Jake's laughter subsided, he lay down next to her wrapping his arms around her. He kissed her hair, and said. "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Her annoyance melted instantly and she rolled over, reaching up a hand to finger where she'd hit him on the jaw. She traced the bruise there, not really able to see anything in the dark room, enhanced by her tiring mind. Her fingers trailed down off his jaw in a shaky path to his chest as she murmured sleepily, "Didn't mean, sorry, hitting you, I mean." She blinked the last of the tears out of her eyes and they flecked her cheeks. She was aware of the constant ache in her lower half, though only vaguely, like it was a memory of something that had hurt once.

Jake just nodded and yawned he was so tired from all the events, he just sort of closed his eyes there.

Jake yawning was the break in the dam. Darkness crashed in around Evelyn as she rested her head on his chest, and she drifted into sleep instantly.

On Jake's nightstand, Evelyn's phone buzzed crazily in her bag along with his but no one woke to see the confused messages.

[[FF to Saturday Morning...]]


James had woken up because his phone had been buzzing on his nightstand, he had wiped his eyes and grabbed it to silence it because he wasn't sure if Lucas had woken up or not. He rubbed one of his eyes and grabbed his phone.

He yawned getting up and walking out of his and Luke's room and went down into the living room area, he looked around and noticed that a few things weren't exactly how they were when they got here. Like for instance the suede couches had cuss words drawn into them. James went to the kitchen to get a cup of water when he saw candy wrappers all littered all over the floor.

He faintly remembered Evelyn sitting on the kitchen floor holding up a chocolate to him, and giggling. He grabbed some water and went to sit back on the couch when he got an odd text from Haley.

Is it true did Ev really get married?

James raised an eyebrow, had Evelyn really gotten married? He remembered bits and pieces of the conversation of someone getting married but he didn't think it would happen. What r u talkin about? James sent back to Haley, and she simply told him to check his Facebook.

James shrugged flicking to the Facebook App on his phone and allowed it to load, and when it did his jaw dropped.

Evelyn Salazar is now Married to Jake Salazar

No... that was a joke? They were playing a joke. He went to her profile and gasped when he saw the photos! There were photos of Evelyn in a wedding dress, holding Jake's hand. James shook his head and went to Jake's page, he saw the photo of Evelyn laying in a bed with a wedding gown on, and she was tagged in the photo.

"What the fuck..." James muttered. They had done it they had really gotten married! He went back to the news feed to see if she had posted anything else, when his eyes nearly exploded out of his head.

Ashlee Brooks-ANDREASIS?!

James nearly swore out loud, Ashlee had gotten married too... and to Seth!? WHAT THE FUCK!? James wasn't sure, but for some reason he did remember them saying they were going to get married, but Evelyn!? He couldn't believe she would marry Jake... Jake! Out of all of the idiots in this world she picked him?!

He knew Ashlee could be impulsive and honestly wasn't too surprised at her actions it was still shocking nonetheless, but Evelyn!? Evelyn was the most sane person he knew, she would never do something like this! James wasn't sure how to feel about all of this, honestly he had liked Evelyn a lot but ever since coming here he's had a lot of time to think about his feelings for her. He started to realize that there really wasn't much to him liking her besides her being pretty, and yeah they had had a few moments where they had shared stuff together and even laughed together.

But for the most part it seemed like they were hardly friends, she spent so much time pushing him away that she never really let him in.

Jacob though? She hardly knew Jacob! How could she marry him?!

***

Jacob's phone would not stop buzzing, it sounded like a freaking drill to his brain. He groaned reaching over to grab it off the nightstand to silence it, he fluttered his eyes open and there was sunlight pouring in from a crack in the curtains, it was morning? How early?

His head was spinning and pounding, just how much had he drank too? He blinked a couple of times and rubbed his eyes to look at his phone it was about ten or so. The little red light on his phone was blinking to indicate missed messages.

Jake unlocked his phone and yawned, then raised an eyebrow.

36 Missed Calls Mom

Jake cringed at that, his mom was probably furious for him taking off to Vegas, she had even texted him. Alongside with a few missed calls from Lola and Olivia. There were also a lot of texts wishing him happy new year, or congratulations? What?

Jake you better joking! Call me back right now! YOU BETTER BE JOKING! From Lola.

Jacob Daniel Salazar! You answer your phone when I am calling you! I am beyond upset with you. His mom.

Heey Jake, Happy New Years!! Congrats on the wedding Olivia.


The wedding?! Jake read that text message a few hundred times but he couldn't believe it! He looked down at his left hand, and shuddered taking in gasping breaths! There was a rustic looking silver band around his left ring finger! Had he really gotten married!? But to who!?

Jake heard some shuffling next to him, but the covers concealed who it was. Jake felt his heart beating out of his chest, he reached over and pulled the covers away and saw that familiar bronze head.

Oh no... no... no..

Jake panicked, he didn't him and Evelyn .... are married?! No no, this wasn't happening! This was all a dream. Jake pinched himself but he knew the reality!

They couldn't be married! They were friends god damn it!

Jake went onto his Facebook, and nearly screamed. When he saw that Evelyn had changed her name to Evelyn Salazar! There was even a photo of the two of them together, Evelyn in a wedding gown. Him in a tux. This wasn't happening, it wasn't.

Jacob tried to think, to recall anything from last night but everything was so fuzzy and blurry. He remembered going to Rain, and the hospital and coming back to the suite... He danced, talked with Evelyn. There was Antonio and white hair or something. Then something rang out to him, Evelyn and him were together in the room and she said something about getting hurt.

That had confused him, he went to get up when he realized... he wasn't wearing anything at all. His clothes were laying on the ground as was Evelyn's wedding dress.

Jake's quickly got out of bed and went to pull on boxers and a pair of pants, he looked down at the fallen white garment and up at the sleeping Evelyn and covered his mouth. No, no, no. He shook his head in disbelief and sat on the ground. He couldn't believe it. They had slept together. Jacob had taken her virginity from her.

"No..." He muttered. Jake tried to remain silent he didn't want to wake her but he felt like he was having a break down. She would hate him forever, she would never forgive him from taking that from her. He never wanted to do that to her, he didn't but it was too late for that now.

Ashton opened his eyes to an insistent buzzing from his phone. He groaned and rolled over to pick it up.

It was a text message from SKAZOROFF MIHAGA. The fuck?

Maybe it was some tranny he met at Rain last night? He KNEW one of the girls had looked kind of funny...what time was it anyways?

The wall clock read 1 PM. He opened the message and rubbed at his bleary eyes as he read it.

Coming @ 3 PM. Have him ready.

Have who ready? Ashton quirked an eyebrow and sat up, rubbing his head. He replied back. Who?

Almost instantly, before he could blink, he got a reply. Psychic Tony. 100% payment means we get him NOW. We do not play around.

A cold sinking feeling went through Ashton's stomach as he turned on the bed to look over at his sleeping brother.

His sleeping, white-haired brother!

"FUCK!" Ashton swore and then clamped his hands over his mouth, not wanting to wake Jake in the next room. Ashton scrambled off the bed and rubbed his aching head, trying to work this out.

Okay, what was going on? Why would anyone want Tony? And what payment were they talking about? He hadn't had any money from anyone!

His phone. His phone would have a record of what he'd been doing.

Ashton hurriedly flipped through his browser history.

His stomach shot to the ground. eBay links. LOTS of them.

He clicked to the page and nearly collapsed in horror, feelign his heart rate peak dangeorusly.

The Amazing Psychic Tony! (Out of Stock)
Starting Bid: $10 000 USD
Winning Bid: $50 000 USD

Ashton suddenly found it hard to breathe. His hands began to shake when he realized the "object" had been put up from his own account.

He couldn't have! He did not auction off his own damn twin brother!

And yet, there was a receipt in the history, a printout version proclaiming that this guy, whoever he was, had indeed paid fifty grand into Ashton's PayPal account.

Ashton tore hurriedly to his Paypal page ad logged in with trembling fingers. His phone loaded up the recent transactions page and he suddenly couldn't breathe anymore.

Apparently, he had just put in a down payment of fifty grand to a real estate company for a two-bed place in Hawaii.

The phone fell from his hands and he hopped out of the room, not bothering to brush his hair at least, and rushed next door, banging on the door in panic. "JAKE! JAKE! OPEN UP!"

***

Evelyn stirred a little in her sleep and rolled onto her side, ducking
under her covers as a barrage of pounds hit something nearby. She
groaned but stayed asleep. The blankets were warm and her body felt cold.

***


The familiar headache and liver pain woke Seth from slumber. He groaned and rolled to a sitting position, glancing rather nonchalantly at the girl beside him.

He did a double-take. Ashlee?!

"Ugh, Connor's seconds, lovely," Seth mumbled to himself and got up yanking on his jeans and his shirt off the back of a chair. He picked up his phone to check the time, even though there was a large wall clock right across the room.

About one PM. And why did he have about fifty damn text messages?!

Damn, good haul at Rain, I guess.

But they'd left Rain. Pretty damn early because of Jake getting hurt. Seth frowned, puzzled.

With a whip-lash slap, it hit him. Everything flooded into his brain. He never usually forgot the things he did while drunk, which was annoying but helpful in clearing up messes but...

Seth turned and regarded Ashlee i a whole new light.

Fuck no. Fucking SHIT no!
The memories poured thick and fast, out of order and bewildering.

Everclear, him and Ashlee making out in his room, Connor knocked out, Seth and Antonio hanging at the forums shops looking for something, Ashlee rapping, him on his knees with his class ring out, a limo full of drunk people cheering, Nova running around, Antonio with blinding white hair, Ashlee in a poufy wedding gown, a chapel, Evelyn in a wedding gown feeding Nova cake, Jake on his knees with a shining ring held out to her....wait what?!

Seth felt his insides heave. He dove for his phone and it took a moment's browsing for the sinking feeling in his chest to turn into a freak accident of Titanic proportions and drown his heart down to his feet.

He looked over at Ashlee again and then collapsed into a chair. He'd done it again, messed up big-time right after the whole Rose scare and -

Ashlee was on birth control, he recalled Connor saying. Seth relaxed about half an inch.

He was fucking MARRIED! He glared at the wedding band on his hand and tore it off, wanting ot chuck it across the room but that wouldn't change anything if the pictures were anything to go by.

He was married. Fucking MARRIED!

This was going to take a while to adjust to.

Seth sucked in his breath and fought down a panic attack.. He was always calm. Passion was Jake's thing.
After a moment of pacing, he regained a normal (slightly) heartbeat and debated what to do now. Obviously they couldn't get a divorce. Shit closed on weekends. So...
Fucking bitch...

Looked like he was taking a bride home to Manhattan. Rafe owuld be so proud.

Speaking of Rafe...

Seth looked at his Facebook and swallowed. Rafe hadn't seen these yet.

If Seth could help it, Rafe wouldn't!

And not just Rafe. Seth glanced up at Ashlee. Was it possible that the Everclear, being new to most girls, would knock her memory out of the ballpark?

Seth recalled using Ashton's laptop the previous night. Without bothering with a shirt, he headed downstairs and to the living room, finding the laptop and logging in with the temporary password Ashton had given them. Seth went to the Facebook website and started typing in Ashlee's name on the email entry box.

YES! Her email address and password had been saved automatically! He could cry, he was that happy!

He made a few swift changes and soon enough, her Facebook (and his) looked very normal.

Seth logged out and swaggered upstairs back to his room. He walked over to Ashlee's side and carefully picked up her hand, sliding off his class ring and the damned wedding band on her left hand's ring finger.

he chucked both bands into a desk drawer, threw some tissues over them and placed his class ring back on his own finger.

Although he knew Ashlee would have to find out sooner or later for the sake of a d....divorce.

Seth didn't know what was worse, fearing being a possible father or fearing one's own marriage.

He walked dazedly into the adjoining bathroom in his room to freshen up.

***

Luke, meanwhile, had gotten up very early seeing as he'd slept by three AM. He was now at the pool, taking a leisurely swim after some time in the sauna.

Jacob got up quickly and ran to the door opening it up he saw a frightened looking Ashton, and he closed the door behind him.

He held his hand up and pointed to the ring, "I got married?! Why didn't you stop me!" Jake panicked.

"At the same moment, Ashotn blurted out, "I sold my twin brother on eBay for fifty grand!"

He paused, eyes wide. "Wait...you..." Ashton paused a moment and then his memory recalled exactly what had happened. He stifled a laugh, because as terrible as it was, he thought that it was oddly fitting for the Spanish Romeo.

Rosemary had already gotten up, around ten as usual on non-school days and was all packed up again. She had music playing, in a rather good mood, that is, until she opened up her laptop to check facebook and slowly sat down in the desk seat, staring at it.

There .. Evelyn.. what? Her eyes widened as she looked through WEDDING PICTURES OF EVELYN AND JAKE?!

She swallowed hard and then felt her heart seize up as she stared at the lower pictures, and saw a change for Seth and Ashlee. Th...what? She felt her entire body go cold and found it hard to click on the pictures, flicking through them.

Ashlee in a wedding dress, wedding cake, Seth in a tux and she couldn't help but notice he looked rather... amazing in it. She licked her lips, but she was suddenly cotton mouthed.

She stared at the pictures and stopped at the wedding cake one, before feeling her hands ball up. "That.. that.. that fucking SLUT." She said, her voice icing over.

Her eyes darkened and she gripped tightly onto her computer screen, before switching over to Ashlee's facebook and leaving a comment on her wall. She switched back over to the picture and felt her chest start to heave and she shook now, with anger and... she couldn't place a name for the other emotion.

But one minute she was staring at her computer screen and then her computer smashed in two after she had apparently thrown it against the wall. She didn't even remember doing it but unfortunately, it didn't make her feel better.

She got up and went over, tugging on her ankle boots from the previous night and grabbed her "special" leather jacket before she ran into the bathroom, glancing up at the mirror to see tears trailing out. "I should be over you." She suddenly said to herself and stared in the mirror.

She began to point out how pale she looked with her fucking red irish hair, and how her freckles were embarrassingly everywhere. Her eyes were suddenly a dark green of... envy? hurt? rage? Maybe she was too tall, maybe guys liked the meaner fuck off girls, like Alexis.

No, Ashlee was the partying whore, totally different. What had Seth seen in her? Her vaginna? She felt her hands ball up again, the other tighten up with her jacket.

She didn't care if she had to pay for what she was about to do but she drew back her hand and threw it at the mirror. It spider webbed across and she broke the skin on her fingers and knuckles greatly, but it made her feel even the slightest better. When would she be fucking good enough? What was she, this redhead that was so fucking disgusting?!

Was she so bad, she couldn't even be given a REAL chance? She had to have A FUCKING LOVE POTION FOR HIM TO NOTICE HER! She wouldn't be given a real chance, never, she was a disgusting bitch.

She grit her teeth and shoved her hand into the sink, running water on it and watched the blood run off before shaking her hand out and crouched down, opening the cabinets, searching through them. In the far back was a first-aid, a tiny one for a quick fix up.

She grabbed it and took the small roll of gauze out, before wrapping her hand with it and then threw on her leather jacket, glancing at the good part of the mirror to wipe away her smudging make up due to her tears. She sniffled and managed to collect herself for now, practically running her way out of the room and for the elevator.

Once there and down to the lobby, she hurried out and waved the valet over. "Get my car."

"Ma'am, which one is your car?" He asked politely.

"The FUCKING STREETRACER." Rosemary snapped. She didn't sound herself, in fact she sounded much like Alexis, bitter and angry. Very angry.

The guy frowned but turned and went off to get the car.

She started to pace, yanking her hair into a ponytail, somewhat roughly but she didn't care. She didn't even feel her scalp screaming in "WTF ARE YOU DOING?" She already had a headache from her hand hurting but her head was absolutely buzzing in hate. Right now, it was hate. And it'd probably ease off in a week or so, but right now, it was hate.

For Seth, for Ashlee, for herself.

She glanced up, hearing her car come up and went over, grabbing money from her pocket and shoved it in the guys hand when he came out of the car before sliding in and slammed the door, gunning it out of the lot.

She finally understood that whole teenager thing, that thing where the girls would come home crying to their mothers because the guy said she wasn't good enough.

She really wanted her fucking mom right then, she wanted anyone that WASN'T associated with new york, or Seth. Anyone. And her first thought was Weston. And he'd let her smoke too, the thing she did ONLY when she was this stressed, this ready to run someone the fuck over with her car.

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"What?!" Jake exclaimed although if anything that sounded more funny than terrible. He had to remember not to laugh!

"You sold Tony for fifty grand?!" Jake blurted.

Just then Antonio had walked out of his suite despite being hungover he was in a fairly good mood until he discovered, that he had been sold!!

"WHAT!?" Antonio yelled, running to where his brother and Jake's voices were. "You sold me?!" He repeated.

"Yeah well you let me get married!!" Jake argued with Antonio.

"It doesn't matter I've been sold to a tranny in the Vegas underground!" Antonio flailed panicking at who would buy him. He had turned away for a moment and saw his hair in the mirror and gasped, "MY HAIR!!!"


***

James who had been up early had decided to go to the gym and get a workout in before leaving, plus since no one had woken up. He figured he'd kill time before the shit hit the fan.

Just then, Seth bounded down the stairs, catching the end of the conversation, and saw his roommates huddled by Jake's closed door. Seth strutted up to them and asked nonchalantly, "'Sup, dawgs? Tigga, you work that do, bro!"

Ashton glared at Seth hatefully and then turned and said to Antonio shortly, "No, I sold you, rather, your psychic services, for fifty grand to a Jap businessman and he's coming over in two hours to pick you up to take you to Cuba."

Seth choked and coughed and wore the same struggling-to-hold-in-laughter face Jake was wearing, and then said, "So? Refund! eBay policy, bro!"

"Um..." Ashton shifted and looked away guiltily. "I can't....can't give them a refund."

"Why, he didn't pay you?" Seth exclaimed.

Ashton bit his lip. He rubbed his aching head. "No...he...he paid in full to my PayPal..."

He looked up at Antonio with the white hair and said quietly, "But I put a down payment on a place in Honolulu. For fifty grand." He paused and added defensively, "It's got a pool!"

Connor gave a loud groan from his spot on the couch, a cough and then a gag. Hello, hangover, how are you? Fucking painful? Wonderful.

Antonio's eyes widened in horror, "You sold me for a house?!?!"

"With a pool in Hawaii, nice er---" Jake cringed looking at Antonio, "I mean well..." He rubbed the back of his neck looking away.

Antonio narrowed his eyes at Jake, "Oh shut Mr. Evelyn!"

Jacob gasped at that remark, he took offence to it, "Hey that's Mr. Shakiro Duck to you!" He stated firmly. Jake raised an eyebrow, why the fuck did he say that?

Seth blinked confusedly at Jake and then said, "Well, in case someone wasn't aware...." He lifted his left hand and wiggled his ring-free fingers with a smirk.

"You got rid of the ring? That won't annul your marriage, idiot," Ashton snorted. Seth rolled his eyes.

"No, I just hid the damn marriage." He shuddered and threw Jake a disgusted glance. "Fuck, I don't want Ashlee to know, so I went on her Facbeook and basically edited the crap out of her page because apparently we all went a little mushy on there last night. Now her feed and shit looks normal so that buys me time before she freaks out and demands monetary compensation."

He stretched. "Anyways, we'll deal with that later, right now, Ashton, we gotta save the Tigger."

Ashton ran a hand through his hair. "I can get my deposit back...in a WEEK! I need it now else they can SUE me if I demand Tony back from them!"

Seth swore. "Well, we'll see if we can't arrange the money from elsewhere, then. Loan or something?"

"Banks closed today, remember?" Ashton replied glumly. He forced a small smile at Antonio. "Don't worry, I'll fix this!"

"Maybe I should just go with them! They'll probably treat me better than any of you did!" Antonio whined, pouting.

Seth roled his eyes and slung an arm aorund Antonio. "Don' worry, bro, we'll raise the money! How hard cna it be, right?"

He suddenly remembered Ashlee was asleep upstairs and his relaxed look drained. "Fuck...Ashlee's upstairs. I mean, I'm just gonna pass this off as a drunken hookup but..."

"That's unfair," Ashton said, narrowing his eyes at Seth. Seth groaned.

"SHe'll find out in a bit but this way, we won't both be traumatized. ANd I ca help you with Tigger, raise money and shit. Quick, everyone, empty your wallets!"

Aston ran a hadn over his face. "Seth, not everyone carries around fifty grand!" H straightened. "But you...?"

Seth blinked. "Me what?"

Ashton grinned excitedly. "I'll pay you back, ASAP, I'll get out a loan back in Manhattan, if you can get me fifty grand now."

Seth pulled free of Antonio and blinked again at Ashton.

Then it had dawned on Jake that he had won two grand last night, and split it in half with James. But still he had a thousand dollars he knew that wasn't much but anything to keep Antonio from being sold, "Here guys I won money last night, I know one grand isn't shit but stilll..." Jake opened his wallet and realized it was empty.

"What? No I had it with me! Where did all my money go!?" Jake panicked wondering if maybe he had lost it or something because for drinks and stuff he was using his card at Rain he wanted to save that money he won.

Antonio looked at Jake, "Dude don't you remember you bought your bride a ring last night."


"W-w-what?! I spent a grand on a wedding ring!?" Jake's voice came out shaky, he couldn't believe this! What else had he done!?

"Oh yeah a thousand is peanuts to the FIFTY GRAND I WAS SOLD FOR!" Antonio snapped.

"I, uh, you know I'd lend it to you easy, bro, but.....I'm kind of over the limit. I just sold the Lamb and the guy's paying in installments. I bought the GTR and had to put a down payment on it," Seth was explaining ot Ashton, ignoring Tony's panic. "So I have probably...twenty grand? I can give you that but that's pretty much it."

"So that makes um...about twenty grand plus the two grand I have in my checking account," Ashton mused. He glanced at the other two. "You guys got any in the bank? We're up to twenty-two but we need about twenty eight grand more."

***

Nova had woken to the sounds of yelling and arguing outside hte door. He padded off the couch and across the room, yipping quietly at the door and then waddling across the room to where Evelyn's hand trailed down off the large bed. He nuzzled it and then gave her fingers an affectionate lick before attempting - and failing - to climb up onto the bed.

Evelyn gave a muffled moan of pain into her pillow. Her head was throbbing and a continuous din in the background wasn't helping. She felt Nova lick her hand again and then rub his head against it to indicate he wanted a scratch. She blinked her eyes open just a crack and gave a soft wince. She couldn't stomach the light pouring in the windows just then so she simply closed her eyes, pulled the duvet over her head and drifted off again, tuning out the distant panicky voices because, hell, the bed was really warm and soft.

***

Luke entered the suite at this point, running his fingers thorugh his wet hair and shivering slightly as he padded across the living room. Hearing voices, he turned away from the stairs and headed for the hallway behind them that led to the extra rooms.

He soon spotted Seth, Jake and the twins, looking panicky. Luke stemmed the flash of anger he felt and approached them calmly.

"Morning," he said nonchalantly, quirking an eyebrow at Seth when he realized there was no incriminating ring on his finger. Luke's eyes flicked to Jake's hand and spotted the wedding band and his eyes narrowed, recalling the Facebook updates he'd seen. "Sleep well?" he asked them somewhat icily. Seth bit the inside of his cheek and shrugged.

Ashton cleared his throat. "Say, Luke, you have twenty-eight grand I can borrow?"

Luke stopped glaring daggers at Jake and Seth and his eyes widened. "Um, what?"

"That's a no, then?" Ashton asked, sounding a little panicky. Luke tilted his head questioningly.

"He sold Tigger on ebay and used the money to buy a house in Honolulu," Seth said like he was announcing the weather. "The guys he sold Tigger to are coming by in about two hours to ship him to Cuba for a life of slavery. We gotta get fifty grand to give them a refund."

This made Luke momentarily forget he wanted to put Jake's and Seth's heads through the nearest wall.

"I apparently put an ad up last night, while drunk, claiming he was a psychic. I sold his, uh, services and according to the contract, agreed that he would go with them wherever they wanted..." He cringed.

Luke wasn't sure who had it worse right now, Seth and Jake or the twins. "Psychic?"

"He kept freaking out and predicting Jake was dead and shit," Ashton explained. "For no reason, so I apparently took it as psychic powers last night..."

Luke shrugged. "Oh, well, just let them take him and wait for them to see he really isn't psychic. Although they'd probably sue..."

"Yo, that's an idea," Seth exclaimed. "That way, we can just pay them a settlement later, let them take Tigger now!" He figured he'd heed the cold vibe he was getting from Luke and not antagonize him.