A/N: Sorry I've been away for a little while with this story. I've been working and finishing my other story "Look After You." Then on top of that I got some kind of weird bug and have been throwing up and all kinds of other things for the past three days. So now that I'm back let's get back to the juicy action!

Chapter 3: Did We Get Hitched?

"What the hell!" shrieked Courtney grabbing Duncan's wrist and dragging him into an alley.

"Owe! Watch it princess, I like your touch but your vice grip cuts off the circulation."

Courtney glared at him before slapping him on the shoulder. "This is not the time to be joking around Duncan! We're wanted by the law, by the police, we're fugitives on the run!" Courtney started hyperventilating while Duncan couldn't be more calm.

"Alright chill drama queen, it's cool."

"Cool?" asked Courtney disbelievingly. "It's cool! Things could not possibly get worse!"

Duncan's eyes suddenly went wide as something sparkling caught his eye. He quickly snatched her hand and practically glared at it before glaring at her. "Why are you wearing a diamond ring on the married finger?"

Courtney looked at him horrified before snatching her hand back and seeing a small wedding ring on her finger. Her mouth opened and closed before she screamed. "Oh No!"

Duncan scratched his head frustrated. He couldn't remember anything about a wedding, but then again he couldn't remember much of anything last night. 'Maybe we're jumping to conclusions,' he thought hopefully. He turned to Courtney who was still crying and whining. "Easy princess, maybe we're not really married."

Courtney made a weird sound before thrusting her finger in front of his face. "Really Duncan? Then what the hell is this?! And stop calling me princess when I didn't even want to be your wife."

"Well that makes two of us," said Duncan bitterly.

Courtney gasped before throwing her hands in the air and walking away. Duncan quickly ran after her.

"Where are you going?" he snapped pulling her back in the alley. If she started walking around all crying and distressed they'd defiantly be spotted.

"I don't want to do this anymore," she sobbed getting more and more stressed out. "This is stupid," she pouted.

Duncan rolled his eyes but he tried to calm her down anyway. Her gently rubbed her back and held her close to him. "Hey it's going to be OK. We're going to figure this out and get the hell out of town!"

Courtney sniffled against his chest and sighed. Too bad neither of them had won Total Drama Island or Total Drama Action, they'd probably have a butt load of cash at their disposal to get out of this mess. 'Or we probably would've gambled it all away,' thought Courtney realistically.

"You wouldn't happen to remember what we did wrong, would you?" asked Duncan hopefully. The news announcement hadn't gone into detail about their crime and only said they were wanted by the police right away.

Courtney searched her hung-over brain before shaking her head no. "It would probably help if we figured this out before we turned ourselves into the police, that way we at least know what we're defending ourselves against."

Duncan put his hands on his head and looked at her completely baffled. "You want to turn yourself in?!"

Courtney placed her hands on her hips stubbornly. "Of course I'm going to turn myself in, it's the right thing to do. You should do the same."

Duncan crossed his arms over his chest now being as stubborn as Courtney. "Hell no. You may actually get off with a warning. I on the other hand won't last minute with those guys!"

Courtney rubbed her chin thoughtfully realizing he had a point. With his history Duncan would probably get treated unfairly and wind up in jail. But that all depended on what they had done last night. Either way she was a lawyer and would help him out if she had too, she may not have liked him but he didn't deserve to go to jail.

Courtney pinched the bridge of her nose slowly formulating a plan. "OK here's what we'll do…"

Duncan scratched his head furiously. The hat was seriously starting to bug him. But it wasn't half as bad as the stupid preppy clothes he was wearing. Duncan started fiddling with the sleeves nervously until Courtney slapped his hand. "Stop that! We're suppose to be in disguise remember, it doesn't help if it looks like you've never worn these clothes before."

"But I have never worn stupid clothes like this before," said Duncan looking at the sweater in disgust. Duncan was currently dressed in what could only be described as a geeky outfit. He was wearing a pair of ugly brown dress shoes, beige pants, a white collar shit with a brown sweater vest over it. The hat was to cover up his Mohawk and he had to take off all his piercings.

"At least you don't have to wear a wig," said Courtney scratching her own head.

"Yeah but you look like a super model, while I look like a damn geek."

Courtney blushed not realizing her outfit wasn't so bad. Along with her blonde wig she was wearing a black loose fitted dress that stopped just above the knees, a pair of high heels, some chunky jewelry and sunglasses.

"Well then consider yourself a very lucky geek to be married to a supermodel like me," said Courtney jokingly.

Duncan scoffed as they walked up to the chapel. "Easy sweetheart, we don't know for sure yet."

After they had used the last of their money to buy the disguises off a really cheap seller, Courtney had asked for the nearest chapel hoping that her and Duncan hadn't gone anywhere further then a mile from the hotel. The church that was closest seemed vaguely familiar as they walked in.

Courtney breathed in the scent of the place and knew they had hit the jackpot. She remembered the smell of vanilla and lavender, she was also starting to remember something about Elvis.

She quickly spotted the priest and rushed over to him. "Um… hi."

"Hi," said the aging man with glasses. "Are you two here to get married?"

Duncan muttered something about 'second time' before she shook her head. "We were actually wondering if you could answer a few questions," said Courtney in a very professional voice. "You see we work for the news station and were hoping to gather some more information on the couple wanted by the police, we heard they might've possibly been married here."

Duncan looked at her impressed. For somebody who was so pro-law she was very good at lying.

The priest's face suddenly went animated as he nodded his head vigorously. "Yes, yes. I know who you're referring to. The two wanted by the police came here last night and married."

Courtney rolled her hand into a fist so tight her knuckles turned white. So much for marrying the perfect guy and never getting a divorce. Not that she hadn't wanted to marry Duncan at one point but... "Did you happen to notice anything unusual or something that implied law breaking behavior?"

The priest squinted his eyebrows together trying to recall. "They had an awful amount of money with them, which seemed unusual since most people who come here have no money whatsoever. They were also in a hurry. The female nearly twisted my Elvis's foot when he walked her down the isle."

Courtney bit her lip hard trying not to cry. 'Elvis walked me down the isle of my wedding!'

Duncan suddenly came into the conversation obviously in a hurry to get out of there. "But aside from them getting married and the large amount of cash was there anything else suspicious about them?"

The priest shrugged before adding. "Nothing other than they seemed like a very unlikely couple to be getting married. They seemed to be complete opposites."

Courtney nodded before muttering, "So true…. Anyway thank you for your help father,"

"Yeah thanks dude," said Duncan already walking out.

Courtney rushed after him looking down at the little ring on her finger. Duncan looked at her seemingly sad face and groaned. He was never good at making her happy to begin with, so he shouldn't be surprised by her reaction.

"Look princess we'll get a divorce or whatever you want as soon as possible alright.'"

Courtney shook her head sadly before looking up at him. "It's not just that Duncan. It's the fact that I got married in Vegas, without my family, without my father walking me down the isle, without a dress, or a cake, or…" She dropped her hand carelessly and sighed deeply. "I just didn't want to get married like this, you know?"

Duncan nodded his understanding. "I know, you've always wanted a traditional wedding. But since when have we ever been traditional?"

Courtney breathed out a small laugh before agreeing with him.

Duncan shuffled his feet uncomfortably before finally asking, "So you're not upset you got married to me?"

Courtney looked at him slightly hurt. "It's not like you would've ever asked me so what's the difference?"

Duncan stuffed his hands in his pockets and gritted his teeth. "It's not like I ever had a choice without you giving me some kind of ultimatum."

"Sorry if I know what I want," snapped Courtney.

"Well sorry if I don't like being controlled and manipulated."

Courtney held up a hand to silence him. Thinking about that whole train wreck was only going to make her angrier. She didn't like being reminded that the only man she ever loved had refused to marry her five years ago. Apparently the only way that was meant to happen was when they were both too drunk to realize it. It was really sad when you thought about it, but she was legally bonded to him for better or for worse. "OK let's just stop. That's all in the past and we just have to focus on what to do next."

Duncan nodded also preferring not to think about the past and looked at the ring on her finger again. "I guess we're like Bonnie and Clyde now," he joked. He then gently took her hand in his and started walking. "Either way princess, we're hitched."

A/N: In the next chapter you'll find out exactly what they did! OMG!Please review and be patient for the next chapter, I'm still a little sick.