Waking Up In Vegas
Author: StellarStark
Rating: T for mild language, drama, and thematic elements
Summary: After a wild drunken night in Vegas, Derek and Lydia who have always had a mutual dislike for each other end up getting married in Vegas. What will happen when they find out they cannot annul the marriage quickly and must stay married at least 6 months before filing for divorce. Read to find out only on Waking Up In Vegas.
Prologue
After a long night of fun at the club with the Pack, Lydia slowly awoke to find she was in bed not alone but with Derek.
Panicking not remembering the night's previous events as she was plastered she couldn't put together much of what happened.
"Shit, shit, shit, how did I end up here? Did I sleep with Derek? Oh god!" Lydia mumbled to herself trying to scrounge together her belongings and trying to quietly exit the room without awaking Derek all while he had his arms around her.
Derek groaned in bed wrapping his arms around Lydia even more.
Lydia not wanting to disturb his sleep just lied there trying to figure out what to do.
She grabbed her phone from under her pillow and texted Malia and Kira.
"SOS- In Derek's bed next to him, what the hell happened?" Lydia texted out.
"Oh you guys were practically glued at the hip last night. What do you remember?" Malia and Kira both texted simultaneously in their group text.
"That's the problem I don't know what happened at all. I was so drunk last night." Lydia quickly responded.
"I don't see the problem if you hooked up with Derek, he's good looking and single and so are you." Kira typed out.
"The problem is me and Derek absolutely hate each other. What is he gonna do when he wakes up and sees me in his bed?" Lydia typed harshly.
"Come on it can't be that bad, it's Derek we're talking about here. And he doesn't just hook up with anybody. If he choose you maybe he is secretly attracted to you. Who knows maybe he's your knight in shining armor." Malia said defending Derek's honor.
"I doubt it with all the mean looks and snide remarks he makes about me." Lydia replied. "Just can you guys help me out of this jam? I don't want to be here when he's awake to interrogate me why I'm in his bedroom?" She begged.
"He just does that because he's always grumpy he doesn't mean anything by it though." Malia said once again standing up for Derek.
"Look I know you guys are like super close but I need help getting up from this bed and it's not gonna get done if you don't get over here ASAP." Lydia groaned silently in her brain while typing her message out.
As soon as the sun started breaking in through the room Lydia tried to silently wriggle from out of Derek's grip.
Derek slowly shifted and let go of Lydia slightly.
Seeing her way of quick escape Lydia took it before she took a tumble over Derek's clothing on the floor.
"Mother F!" Lydia exclaimed.
Derek shifted in bed only to realize he wasn't alone.
Seeing Lydia next to him he freaks out.
"What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?" Derek asked snippily giving Lydia a rude look.
"You're asking me when I don't even remember last night's events. How drunk was I to even sleep with you?" Lydia asked snidely. "Another thing please turn around while I finish getting dressed." She snapped.
"Lydia, look I don't want to argue but right now I don't think I want to remember what really happened. We might not like the truth anyway." Derek replied quieter in tone.
"I think you're gonna be pissed when you realize what suite we are in and what's on the dresser." Lydia said after getting dressed the 2 rings on the dresser.
"Are these wedding rings? What the actual eff happened?" Derek asked sitting back down in the bed in shock.
"I don't know but I already called Kira and Malia they are on their way over to try to help us figure out what happened last night?" Lydia replied sitting next to Derek in the hotel bed.
END OF PROLOGUE!