A/N: HERE'S THE NEXT INSTALLMENT. THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE GREAT REVIEWS AND IDEAS, PLEASE KEEP 'EM COMING. I FORGOT A DISCLAIMER FROM THE LAST CHAPTER, SO HERE IT IS; I DO NOT OWN LAS VEGAS, CROSSING JORDAN OR ELVIS PRESLEY ENTERPRISES.
ENJOY!
CHAPTER 2: DON'T BE CRUEL
"So Nige, what's got you as giddy as a schoolgirl?", Jordan smirked as she passed Nigel in the hall. "Well Luv, it just so happens that I am the grand prize winner of WHIT's holiday contest.", he replied, beaming. "Again? I don't believe it, I can't even win a free ticket in the scratch off lottery. Hey Lily, Bug; Nigel won another WHIT contest." , Jordan called out to her friends. "Again? Geeze Nigel, isn't that like five times in two years you've won a contest from them.", Bug snickered. "No my dear Buggles, it's three trips in six years. The ski trip in 2001, the cruise in 2004 and this, I'm giving it to Dolly for Christmas.", Nigel explained. "That's sweet Nigel. So where are you two off to somewhere exciting or exotic?", Lily asked. "Yes and no actually; I won a dream wedding package in Las Vegas. We're getting married in about three weeks and you're all invited.", Nigel blurted, leaving his friends in stunned shock.
"You're what?", Bug gasped. "Wait, you just got engaged a little over a week ago.", Lily pointed out. "Nigel, have you talked to Dolly about this? I thought she wanted a traditional wedding. What about Aunt Betty and Uncle Charlie? Las Vegas Nige? Three weeks?", Jordan rambled. "She'll love the idea. All she's done the last ten days is stress over having the perfect wedding. This way, everything is already done and paid for, all we have to do is show up. Right?", Nigel stated proudly. The three friends looked at one another. "And how could she not love it; Elvis' birthday weekend, twelve of our closest family and friends, the Montecito resort and Joey Tonoli as our own personal entertainment. I've got to go tell Dr. M.", Nigel exclaimed, running out of the room. "This is going to be a disaster.", Lily whispered, walking back to her office. "The Montecito?", Jordan groaned as she entered trace. "Who the hell is Joey Tonoli?", Bug asked the empty room, shaking his head.
"Woods, I'm home.", Jordan called as she walked into their apartment. "We're in here.", Woody replied from the kitchen, where he and Millie were preparing dinner. "How was work?", he asked, pulling her down for a kiss. "Interesting.", was the only word she could come up with. "It seems we have a wedding to go out in Vegas, in about three weeks.", she added, popping piece of chicken into her mouth. "Oh yeah, who's?", Woody asked, smiling at Millie who crawled over and pulled herself up on his chair. "Dolly and Nigel.", she mumbled as she drank from her glass of soda. "That's not funny Jordan.", he chuckled, then stopped when he saw the serious look on her face. "No Jordan, my cousin would never get married in Las Vegas. And in three weeks? They just got engaged. No…no that's just not Dolly.", Woody rambled as the unwatched veggies started to burn.
"Nigel I don't know about this. You know how my mother is.", Dolly stated nervously as she waited for the ringing phone on the other end, to be answered. "Hi Mom, yes I'm fine. Nigel's good. Yes Mom, everyone is fine. I know I don't usually call more than twice a day, but I wanted to call and tell you and Dad that Nigel and I have picked a date. I know we have time but Nigel won a contest today and a local radio station is paying for the entire wedding. It is really exciting. Yes Mom, September is a very nice month. Uh-huh. That does sound beautiful, but actually we were thinking of a little bit sooner. Oh that was really nice of Father Lawrence, but I don't think we will be getting married in Wisconsin. No, not Boston either. You see Mom, we're getting married in three weeks….in Las Vegas. Mom…Mom?"
"Hi Dad. No I didn't mean to make Mom cry. I know Dad. Yes it'll be fine. Thanks you. You'll talk to her, right? I love you too, Daddy. Bye.", Dolly stated, shutting off the phone. "Well that went better than I expected.", Dolly said, looking hopefully at Nigel. "Really?", he asked a bit bewildered. "She'll come around, my Dad will talk to her and it'll all be fine.", Dolly insisted, sitting on the couch next to Nigel. "Are you sure you want to do this Luv? I mean, we could wait….have the perfect wedding you've always wanted.", Nigel offered, taking her hand. Dolly turned to face him, "No this is 'perfect', I love it. If we wait we'll keep putting it off, and it might never happen." She moved closer and put her head on his shoulder, "I love you and I want to marry you. Your right Nige, it's now or never."
