A/N: Hey everyone. I'm soooooo sorry about the long wait and the shortness, but I wanted t ogive you something. I've been distracted to say the least. Anyway enjoy and I'll be back with another chapter as soon as I can. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own glee, at all or any of the hangover dialogue used, even though I wish I could have mark salling all to myself ;)
The Hangover
Ruphylin
"This is so illegal." Kurt points out, pulling nervously at his collar.
"Cant you see the fun part in anything?" Puck groans, honking the horn at the cars sitting idly in front of him.
"Yeah, we're stuck in traffic with two stolen police cars and one of our friends is missing. Which part of this is fun, Puck?" Kurt counters, his voice raising an octave as Blaine squeezes his arm to soothe him.
"Lighten up would ya." Puck suggests, taking a sip of his coffee before honking the horn again. Who knew Kurt's voice could get higher and squeakier than it already is. That takes some bitch ass skills there.
"I think the cop car parts kinda cool." Lauren says with a shrug and Santana scoffs. Puck can tell she's still 'bent outta shape' over her and Lauren's late night trist they apparently had.
"Thank you, Lauren. It is cool. Finn would love it." Puck says shooting Kurt a smug smile before sighing at the traffic again. He gets the most badass idea and turns the wheel toward the sidewalk. "Okay, you know what?"
"What are you doing?" Kurt screams as Puck jumps the curb, grinning the entire way.
"Attention. Attention please. Move out of the way. Clear the way please. Thank you. Damn, no wonder why people become cops." Puck laughs as he drives down the sidewalk causing pedestrians to jump out of the way. Rachel shouts more warnings out the passenger side window while Kurt freaks out in the back seat.
"Puck, stop the car I wanna get out. Let me out. Oh - let me out the car right now! Pull over." Kurt hyperventilates and Rachel looks out the back window to see Sam following Puck's lead.
Santana grabs the P.A speaker out of Puck's hand and looks out the front window.
"Hey you, chick in the leopard dress. You have an amazing rack. Like seriously where did you get it…" the latina compliments.
"Gimmie this." Rachel huffs snatching it out of Santana's hand and giving it back to Puck. Something she'd never thought she'd do, ever.
When they reach the hospital they find the doctor who supposedly saw them the night before and they question him thoroughly.
"Look I already told all of you. You came in with a mild concussion, a few bruised ribs. No big deal. Although none of you could articulate how it happened." the doctor chuckles as he treats the patient in front of him. His patient, an old woman, at least 75 years old gives the teens a toothy grin.
"Do you remember how many of us were here?" Kurt asks the doctor and the guy nods.
"There were a lot of you but I think all of you plus one other guy." he says as he checks something off in his clip board and attends to the elderly woman in front of him. "Only reason I remember is because he was so huge. He hit his head coming into the ER."
"That's our guy! Was he okay?" Artie shouts happily.
"Yeah. Just whacked out of his mind. You all were." the doctor laughs as he finishes up with his patient and starts toward the door. "I'm sorry but I have a surgery up on the fourth floor."
"No I know but we just need a couple more minutes of your time." Puck drawls, pulling out a $100 dollar bill.
"Yeah just tuck it right there. I don't want to resteralize." the doctor suggests and Puck puts the 100 into the doctor's coat pocket before they all start walking together.
"Okay here we go. Patient name Chord Overstreet, 2:45 am arrival. Minor concussion some bruising. Pretty standard. " the doctor shrugs, turning the next page before stopping at a secretary desk in the hospital hallway. "Okay wait this is interesting, Your blood work came back this morning. They found a large amount of ruphylin in your system."
"What?" Sam grunts, while Rachel meets eyes with Puck, a trace of fear in her big brown eyes.
"You know ruphylin…. Roofies." Rachel explains seriously, her heartbeat speeding up. Artie grabs Brittany's hand while Tina just gasps. Someone drugged them?
"Commonly known as the date rate drug?" the doctor elaborates and they all nod.
"What, what are you saying I was raped last night?" Sam asks, horrified at the notion.
"Actually… I don't thinks so, but someone did slip you the drug. I'm not surprised you cant remember anything." the doctor explains and Sam visibly relaxes, sagging toward Quinn.
"Doc, none of us can remember anything from last night, remember?" Puck laughs before frowning and thinking about what he just said. Rachel shakes her head. Obviously they cant, it's the whole reason they're there.
"How could someone have drugged all of us?" Mercedes wonders trying to remember when it happened or who might have wanted to in the first place.
"Look I wouldn't worry about it. By now the stuff is out of your system. You're gonna be fine. I have to go." the doctor says starting to walk down the hallway.
"Wait, wait, wait. Please doctor is there anything else you can tell us? Something we said or may have been talking about?" Blaine pleads desperately.
"Actually there was something. You guys kept saying how happy you were that these two were getting married." the doctor points to Rachel and Puck before continuing. You kept saying you were off to the Best little chapel to finalize it as soon as things with Chord were okay."
Puck is silent for a moment, along with the others as the take this in.
"Well I hope this helps. I really have to go." the doctor says again turning to go.
"Could you possibly tell us where this chapel is..?" Kurt trails off as Puck snatches the napkin out of his pocket and poises his pen to right down the name of the chapel.
"how about you go get a fucking map. I'm not a tour guide. You guys are grown ups do it yourself." the doctor growls before finally heading down the hallway and disappearing into a double door.
"Okay so were off to Best little chapel then?" Quinn prompts, turning to the group."Do we have to go? I really don't want to." Rachel grimaces.
"We have to see if Finn was with us." Mike tells her, while Mercedes puts a hand on her back.
"Its going to be fine, diva. We promise not to laugh…" Mercedes reassures her before meeting eyes with Tina. "…too hard that is."
"You know what? Fine." Rachel huffs. "But only because its Finn."
Puck flinches at the statement before shaking it off and turning to Tina.
"Tina can you find us directions on your phone?" Tina whips out her cell phone and holds it up.
"Got it, you can follow us."
"Alright then. Here we go."