AFTERMATH

AN: This chapter takes place the day before the wedding, and is Izzie's bachelorette party and Alex's bachelor party. Though the girls party is alcohol free, it will be funny! And the boys will get really drunk and admit many embarrassing things.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

- 9.24 pm, Izzie's Final Single Night, Joe's Bar, 2016 -

"All hail, Izzie the bachelorette!"

The wedding march played in a chipmunk tone echoed throughout the bar as Izzie walked in, and promptly started laughing at the absurd decorations.

"Whose idea was this?" she screamed in surprise.

The party-goers; Meredith, Christina, Addison, Miranda, Joe and the majority of the female surgical nurses and staff; all pointed at each other, but mainly Meredith and Christina.

"You two did this?"

Meredith and Christina shared a look.

"I… no we, have decided that tonight is your night, and therefore all dark and twisty souls are to be left outside, and only bright and shiny ones are let in. So, we have to be happy," Meredith said simply, smiling the whole time.

"And we think you deserve this," Christina said, bringing a surprise out from behind her back.

Everyone laughed as a fresh cream pie flew out from behind Christina and hit Izzie square in the face.

There was silence for a moment while Izzie peeled the cream from her face. No one dared to speak.

"FOOD FIGHT!" Izzie yelled, grabbing the bar nuts from a nearby table and pegging them at her friends.

The women went from a shocked silence to a food throwing frenzy in the space of 5 seconds, and Joe just sat back to watch them have it out.

Suddenly, he was hit in the face with a cream pie. Looking around, he saw Meredith and Christina point and laugh at their favourite bartender.

"Oh, you two are in for it now!" Joe yelled, and grabbed another pie, throwing it at the two.

As of that moment, everyone in the bar was participating in the food fight.

- 9.30 pm, Ferryboat Independence, Seattle Harbour, 2016 -

"I wonder what the girls are doing right now?" Alex asked, sitting on a bench with a beer in his hand.

(Scene flashes back to the huge food fight happening in the bar.)

"I bet their all crying over how Izzie will no longer be single." Mark said.

Alex, Mark, Derek, Preston, George and Tucker, Bailey's husband, sat in silence.

"Nah," Derek and Preston said together.

"Knowing Christina and Meredith, they'll be having some type of fight or secret sharing," Derek said, taking another swig of his beer.

The six men sat in silence again, just swigging their beers.

"We really should do something," George said. "You know, what you do in college when you're drunk and bored."

The other five stared at George in silence.

"Good idea, Bambi," Alex said. "Prank calling, mooning and toilet papering cars. I should have thought of that, he said sarcastically.

"You know, that really could work," Tucker said, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "The hospital day care has the kids for the night, so we could even play tricks on the girls."

Alex sat up, beer still in his hand. "That's actually a really good idea. When does the ferry reach the shore?"

"Ten minutes," Derek said automatically.

"Then we need to start planning," Alex said.

The six men grouped around the bachelor, all ready to plan the best night of their adulthood.

Eight minutes later, they were planned and ready to disembark.

"Ok. My car, beer, toilet paper and cell phones. Let's go!" Preston called.

- 9.52 pm, Izzie's Party, Joe's, 2016 -

Joe was completely covered in cream pie by the time the girls had taken a long enough break from the fight to breathe.

"Made a big enough mess of my bar, girls?" he asked once they had run out of their ammunition and needed to take a breather.

The family - Izzie, Meredith, Christina, Addison and Miranda - all shared a look before promptly started laughing, making the confused bartender check the bottle labels carefully.

"What, Joe, think we're high or something?" an overly happy Christina asked.

"No, just Izzie's getting married tomorrow and you're all laughing your heads off, without the assistance of alcohol. What is this world coming to?"

The girls paused for a minute, before starting to laugh again. Nothing could stop this lot.

"Some things will never change," Joe muttered under his breath as he proceeded to clean the cream pie off himself.

- 10:02 pm, Undisclosed Location, Alex's party, 2016 -

"Shut up, we need to leave the girls a nice surprise for the morning," Alex whispered as he jumped out of Preston's car before the engine had been cut.

"What are we doing at Meredith's house?" Mark asked, beer firmly in hand.

"Well, we're going to paper it then prank call Joe's and tell the girls we're the police," Alex said in a you're-so-stupid voice.

"Why don't we just break in, decorate the house lovingly, or the backyard, and prank the girls anyway?" Derek asked, as if his idea was better.

Alex paused for a minute. "That sounds like a good idea. We'll 'paint' the backyard and prank them. I mean, Izzie and I don't even live here anymore, so we'll just get in even more trouble from Mere, which makes it even better!"

"Yeah!" Derek, Mark and George agreed.

"Here we go again," Preston muttered, following his troublesome friends around the side of his wife's best friend's house to try and limit the damage done.

­- 1.05 am, Seattle Grace Hospital, 2016 -

"Stupid, stupid, stupid," Miranda muttered, flopped out on a bed in the on call room.

"What's so stupid, Miranda? We didn't even have any alcohol tonight," Meredith muttered.

"I'll tell you what's stupid, Grey. Staying up incredibly late the night before Izzie's wedding, then crashing at the hospital at 1 am, when we have to make it back to your house at 7!" the original Nazi hissed.

"Miranda, I'm not even your intern anymore, do you have to call me Grey?" she whined.

In the dark, everyone heard the ruffle of sheets and mattresses as Bailey moved. "To me, you three will always be my ass-kissing, suck-up interns."

"Amen to that," Addison moaned.

The other three just groaned.

"Can we just get some sleep?" Christina asked. "I don't know about you lot, but I don't plan on looking like Dracula's bride tomorrow."

"Amen to that," Izzie said. "Now shut up and sleep."

"Yes, ma'am," Miranda, Addison, Christina and Meredith groaned together.

- 2.10 am, Alex and Izzie's house, 2016 -

"Man, I'm exhausted," Alex moaned as he flopped on the floor of his living room.

"Yeah, and you're the one who's going to look like Dracula at your wedding tomorrow," George said, with some sense in his voice.

"Oh, your couch looks comfortable," Mark groaned. "May I?"

"Go for your life," Alex dismissed him with a flick of his hand.

"Thanks," Mark replied, and flopped down loudly.

Within minutes, Alex, George, Mark and Derek were lying down, moaning and groaning about the night.

"I told you not to drink that much," Preston muttered to his friends, all of whom were on the verge of passing out where they lay.

"Shut up, Preston," Derek muttered. "Just go to sleep, you can rub it in when we get up."

"Suit yourself," he said. "Just don't come running to me when Christina's on the warpath."

"Yeah, yeah."

As you can see, the boys got drunk and are now dead to the world. And the girls couldn't be bothered going home, so they are flopped in the hospital. Interesting, huh?

Anyway, Sorry about taking so long to update, I got a small case of writers block and have only just got over it. And I got my learners license on Wednesday, so that was all great.

Please, please review, the wedding is next, which includes the surprise. Then it will follow with either a chapter and the epilogue or just the epilogue. Depends how many reviews I get!

And please check out my new fic, If Everyone Cared, its nowhere near loved enough!!!