Author's Note: I know it's been awhile, and I'm sorry, but after forcing myself to sit down at my computer and try and get some chapters done for my other stories, I stumbled across this which was almost completely finished! So, I decided to finish it off and post it. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Hangover, the plot, or any of the characters except for my own.
After about thirty minutes of girl talk with Jade, Evie asked her if she could drive her downtown to the station so she could round up the boys or at least see what was going on and if she could sort any of it out. Jade agreed and she left Tyler with her next door neighbor as they drove to the police department downtown. A song came on as they pulled onto the main road and they began singing loudly, looking at one another and laughing. Evie was so glad Stu accidentally married a stripper/escort; Jade was so much fun! And she knew that was what Stu needed: fun.
Jade dropped her off and Evie gave her a quick hug, "Thanks, Jade," she smiled, "you're so sweet!"
"Awh, thanks, Evie," the blonde grinned back at her and they decided to exchange numbers. Evie walked up the steps to the station and after Jade pulled away she sat down on them and stared at her phone screen, waiting.
About ten minutes later, her phone went off and she answered it in a heartbeat. "Phil?" She jumped up, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah," he replied before muttering, "stupid fucking cops." The boys all walked out of the station and stood on the steps, looking around. Phil tilted his head curiously at a woman standing a few stairs down, checking her butt out. He smiled softly, it looked pretty nice in the shorts she was wearing. He paused, curious for a moment, "Where are you, Evie? Are you still with Jade?"
"I'm right on the front steps of the station," she ran a hand through her hair, "What happened?"
He didn't answer her and took a few steps forward, putting his arms around the girl's waist, closing his phone, "Well, they let us go."
"Phil!" she squealed out, hitting his arm as she turned around. He looked tired. She frowned, touching the side of his face, "Are you okay?"
He smiled softly at her, "We're fine, Evie, they let us go."
"They let you go?" Her eyes widened, "How?"
Stu shuffled over, holding his side as he limped a bit, "Let's not talk about that right now. Can we just get a cab?"
"A cab where?" she was so confused.
"They found the Jag," Phil beamed. He still had his arms wrapped around Evie's waist as she turned to watch Stu go hail a cab.
"Oh, that's good!" she smiled, "But Phil, how did they just let you go if you-"
"They decided that it would be too embarrassing to let their department know a couple of tourists got away with their cop car," he smirked.
"Yeah," Stu turned and shouted, too angry to notice that the two were pushed together, "And then they tasered us!"
"WHAT?" she shrieked.
"Ow, Eve," Phil took one arm away and rubbed his ear, "Calm down. They used us as a demonstration for a field trip," he sighed, "And they tasered us."
She growled, "That's cruelty…that's inhumane!"
"It was that or be in central holding until Monday for court," he shrugged and slinked his arm back around her waist, "I feel bad for Alan though. He got it twice."
She cringed, "Well, thank you for saving me from the taser," she teased. "I guess I owe you."
"Yeah?" He raised his eyebrows up, leaning back a bit. She placed her hands on his inner forearms and nodded a bit before glancing over at Stu. When she saw he was still waving angrily at taxi drivers, and Alan was standing next to him, she leaned up and gave Phil a small peck on the lips. He smiled a bit and she sighed as she heard Stu yelling again. She slinked out of Phil's grasp and walked over to the curb.
"Let me handle this," she muttered. She put her leg out into the street a bit before waving her hand in the air, "Taxi!" she cried out.
Two of them stopped immediately and Stu stared at her flabbergasted, "Never let a man do a woman's job," she teased with a smile as she climbed in. The other three crammed in as well, Phil placing Evelyn on his lap once he slid in next to her and sliding over to the window.
"We need to go to the police impound lot," Phil told the driver, "Please."
The ride to the impound lot was pretty quiet. Evelyn was leaning back on Phil and he had his chin rested on her shoulder, nose nuzzled into her neck as they stared out the window. He also had his arms around her waist which he had told Stu was to act as a seatbelt so she didn't fly around the car.
Stu kept looking at the two suspiciously. Something had gone on with them last night, or this morning, he could tell by how close they were acting with one another.
"So what did you and Jade do?" Phil spoke into her neck. She tried not to giggle, "You know, just girl talk," she waved it off. Their talk had mainly been about Stu and Phil.
"Oh yeah? What was that all about?"
"Oh you know, she was just talking about Stu."
"And what were you talking about? Stu?" he teased her. She blushed and didn't answer him for a moment. He chuckled before she finally responded, "Well of course," she smiled, "I had to answer her questions."
"What was she asking about me?" Stu asked, his face looked long.
"You know, where you went to school, how long I've known you, what you're like usually. I told her you're usually pretty boring and that you surprised us all," she smiled mischievously. "She really is nice, Stu. She's a sweetheart. I think you should break up with Melissa and give her a chance."
Stu was silent. He then sighed, "I know you don't like Melissa. But Melissa is respectable. She's strong willed and she has a nice job. She's not a prostitute and she doesn't have a baby-"
"She is not a prostitute, Stu," Evie glared. "She is an escort. And Tyler is the sweetest-"
"Enough," Stu cut her off. "Just because you found love or lust or whatever the Hell is going on between you and Phil -which I highly suggest you stop soon because we're going to find Doug - don't try and get me involved on your sex crazy love driven trip of joy."
Evie pouted for a moment before turning away and glaring out the window. "Fuck you," she muttered lowly. Stu looked up at her for a moment and then his head dropped back down with a sigh.
Phil was amazed that she hadn't denied that anything was going on between the two of them. Then again, he didn't even know if anything was -and what- was going on himself.
The cab dropped them off and Evelyn leaned in the window to pay the driver. Phil found himself looking at Evelyn's ass again and unfortunately so did Stu.
"What are you doing?" he hissed, grabbing at Phil, "She's our best friend's sister. Doug is going to kill you when he finds out!"
"If he finds out," Phil muttered.
"So what, you're just going to fuck her in Vegas and then act as if nothing ever happened? Good plan, Romeo. Doug will never find that one out. Especially when Evie stops talking to all of us because of you."
Phil glared, "It's not like that," he grumbled. They each kept looking at Evie from the corner of their eyes to make sure she wasn't going to walk over any time soon.
"I know you've always had this thing for Evie," Stu sighed, "And so does Doug -believe me, he knows," he interjected once Phil's face looked doubtful, "But we never thought you would actually act on it. I mean, how could you? You're supposed to do all that 'bros before hos' bullshit, but then again this is you…"
Phil watched Evie jump on Alan's back, giggling, as he walked her towards the two of them, "Is is impossible for me to actually feel something for someone else for a change?" he mumbled so only Stu would hear. "It's not my fault that I'm cursed with the fact that it's Evelyn."
Stu looked at him in shock, "You actually like Evie?" He whispered incredulously. Phil nodded silently, mumbling that he'd always liked Evie. Before Stu could respond, the girl in question popped up in front of them, "Hello," she smiled, "Stu, why do you look like you shit yourself?"
"Because he probably did," Phil smiled softly at her, "Want to go with Alan and ask them for the car?"
"Sure," she smiled, "Come on, Alan!" she tugged his hand and led him off to the small building that served as the office.
Stu was amazed, "I can't believe…that…all these years you've liked Evie? What about Stephanie? Did you not like her?"
Phil sighed, "Steph was just…she was one of my friends. And something happened. And that led to Josh. I wasn't going to be a dick and just abandon Steph. She didn't want anyone to know that's what happened so she and I got married at city hall real early- before she started to show. She apparently always liked me like that, but I don't think I ever really did. I was just being -"
"Responsible," Stu finished for him, still shocked. "And this whole time, since we were young, you've actually liked Evelyn?"
Phil shrugged, "You said you could tell. Hell, you said that Doug could tell."
"We could- we just thought that you only thought she was hot!"
"Well," Phil smirked like his arrogant self, "You can't say that she's not. I guess it started out like that. It just grew," he shrugged.
Stu was still shaking his head with shock, "And it took you this long to do anything about it?"
"Well first of all, you pointed out the obvious. Doug. Second of all, I never thought she would like me back…she always dated these like, older college guys when we were younger."
"Yeah, her theory of, 'Doug can't beat them up if they're older and bigger than him' really panned out well, the two laughed.
The four of them sat down waiting for their car as Stu continued to bitch about being tased. He stopped for a moment, "I'm getting a soda. Does anyone else want anything?"
Phil and Alan shook their heads, but Evelyn stood up. "I'll go with you, Stuey."
She followed him to the soda machine. "Hey, it's okay, don't worry about it, alright?" Stu told her as he saw her long face. "And I'm sorry I snapped at you, I shouldn't have when I know your brother is missing. That's gotta be stressing you as it is," he leaned on the soda machine as she inserted a dollar. "And this Phil thing on top of it all."
He noticed that she tensed up a bit, but her face remained the same at the mention of Phil, "What Phil thing?" she asked, coolly.
"Whatever's going on with you and Phil," he explained, taking his turn at trying to get her dollar to go in the machine.
"There's nothing going on between Phil and I," she blinked, "I know that you think there is-"
"If you think that it's going to be the first thing out of my mouth when we find Doug, it's not. I'm just trying to make you feel better. I know you're confused about whatever's going on. And, just don't worry about it, Evie."
She smiled up at him as he passed her the Sprite that had fallen out of the machine and inserted his own dollar, "Thanks, Stuey."
They made their way back to the other two and Stu managed to get back into his bitchy mood and start yapping about how terrible the car must look. Phil looked up at him with a face pleading him to stop. "Look, Alan's really scared alright?"
"Oh, God, here it comes," Evie could hear the motor of the Jaguar nearby and squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to see it. The boys all copied her until they heard it screech to a stop in front of them. Evie was the first to open her eyes. She beamed, raising a hand up in victory with a cry of joy, "It's okay !"