Author's Note: Okay, you're going to have to change around the season 3 Grey's timeline a little bit for this story to make sense. The kiss Alex and Addison share at the bar is being moved from the night George's dad died, to the night when George proposes. So in a way I meshed together the endings from 6 Days (2) and Great Expectations. This chapter is also short compared the length I imagine the next chapters will be. Also, this is my first foray into Grey's Anatomy fiction, which also means it's my first Addex fic as well. So be nice! But please review!

Also, I know this is kind of like that episode of Friends where Ross and Rachel get married/That movie The Hangover/That other movie What Happens in Vegas, but what can I say? Drunk Weddings in Vegas intrigue me!

Okay, I'm rambling! Read away!

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A Marriage of Inconvenience Ch. 1

To say that Callie Torres was having an off month would be an understatement. She was unceremoniously (but not uncalled for, she grudgingly admitted to herself) kicked out of her "home" in the basement of the hospital, and then unceremoniously (but highly uncalled for!) kicked out of her boyfriend George's room. And then she and George were done. And then George's dad got sick. And died. And then George, who she swore to herself she was going to move on from, was on his knees, asking her to marry him.

She loved him; she wasn't over him. So she put on her best brave face and said yes to his proposal. Because she loved him. And she was sure he loved her, even though this hasty marriage was most likely just a result of his dad dying. She didn't know what it was like to lose a parent; she didn't know what the grieving process was like. She wanted George to be happy, and if this was what made him happy, well, who was she to rain on his parade?

It was by this logic that Callie found herself standing outside The Little White Chapel, in Las Vegas, at midnight, holding George's hand. She ignored the nagging part of her mind that was screaming at how stupid of an idea it was to get married now, and instead tried to focus on the other part of her mind that was saying, "Do what makes him happy now! You love him! He proposed! It all makes sense!"

"You ready?" George asked and she quickly replaced the look of sheer panic and nausea evident on her face with a look of happiness and excitement.

"Yep," Callie said, mustering up every ounce of confidence in her, "Let's do this."

They took a shaky step forward together when suddenly the door burst open, and two very inebriated people stumbled forward.

George and Callie quickly stepped to the side to avoid crashing into the two drunks, and their looks of annoyance were soon replaced by ones of pure, utter shock.

For the two happy, drunken souls that were stumbling their way out of The Little White Chapel were none other than Addison Montgomery and Alex Karev.

Callie quickly ran after them and grabbed them before they wandered out into oncoming traffic. "Addison! Karev? What are you guys doing here?"

"Callie! So nice to see you!" Addison yelled and threw her arms around her dear friend.

"So glad you could make it!" Alex added, and he too, embraced the other side of Callie.

"Uh, George, a little help here!" Callie called to her fiancé who was still standing shell-shocked in the same place that Callie left him in. George quickly snapped out of his trance and helped Callie guide the intoxicated doctors to the nearest bench.

"Seriously, guys, why are you here?" George leaned down so he was eye level with them, and spoke very slowly so they'd understand.

Alex looked at George like he was a complete moron. "Dude, isn't it obvious?"

The color drained from both George and Callie's faces.

"No. No way." Callie shook her head, trying to clear the shock out of it.

"It's not possible … I mean, … they're … so drunk! There's absolutely no way anyone would have let them!" George stammered, trying to reassure both himself and his frazzled fiancé.

Callie and George turned to each other, completely wrapped up with trying to come up with any other plausible reason for Addison freakin' Montgomery and … Alex being at a Las Vegas wedding chapel in the middle of the night.

"Um, Hello!" Addison clumsily stood up and grabbed the couple's attention. "Isn't anyone going to congratulate us?"

George and Callie braced themselves and dreaded the news they both knew was inevitable.

"C-congratulate you for what?" George stuttered, trying to buy as much time as possible before he knew for sure something he already knew, but did not want to know.

Addison took Alex by the hand and he stood up next to her and tripped. She grabbed him and they hung onto each other for support. Excitedly, they both held up their left hands, showing off matching silver bands.

"WE GOT MARRIED!"

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Well? Whadya think? Any good? Should I continue?