They were on a dusty road heading towards the Mojave desert. Willow was in the back with Alan whilst Stu and Phil were in the front.
"And 100, 200, 300, 400" Stu was currently counting the money "with all of this its 82,400 dollars"
"That's great" Willow laughed she was much more at ease
"God damn it" Phil laughed "un-fucking-believable" he slammed his fist on the steering wheel "and we still got money left over so-"
"No we're giving it all Phil" Willow interrupted him
"Fine" Phil grinned "Alan you're the man"
"You to Phil" Alan smiled
"Al seriously good work" she wrapped her arm around his shoulders and pulled him into a side hug.
"No kiss on the lips please here-"he gestured to his cheek "will do just fine"
She chuckled and pecked him on the cheek much to her amusement Alan blushed, aww she thought he was just so adorable.
"We should come back next weekend and take down the whole city" Phil uttered, he was pumped full of adrenaline from winning all that money.
"Oh I'm free next week" Alan piped up
"No way in hell" Willow shook her head "I'm not coming back to Vegas in a long time, maybe not even then" she ran her hand through her hair, surprisingly enough it was still in place
"So what? you're not coming to Vegas for even a dirty weekend away?" Phil asked his eyes met hers through the rear-view mirror. He smirked seeing his wife rolling her chocolate brown eyes.
"Or we can just focus on getting Doug back right now" Stu uttered
"Totally agree" Willow nodded leaning her head against the window.
"You know what next week is no good for me either. The Jonas brothers are in town" Willow smothered a giggle "but any weekend after that is fine"
"Jonas brothers Al? really?" Willow cocked an eyebrow
"Joe is my favourite." Alan uttered "Who's your favourite?"
"I don't have one"
"What?" he asked horror reeking off of him; Willow shook her head and focused back on the conversation that was happening at the front.
"I think our luck is officially turning around" Phil exclaimed "we are back baby. We are fucking back"
"We are back" Stu declared turning to face Willow and Alan "Classic-"Willow laughed "We are baaack-"he stretched the last word.
"We are getting Doug back" Willow grinned leaning forward so that her arms were resting on Phil's shoulders, "Finally" she kissed his stubble cheek.
"I know" Phil shot her a sincere smile.
"We're the four best friends that anyone could have, we're the four best friends anyone could have" Alan sang earning incredulous looks from his companions "we're the four best friends anyone could have, and we'll never ever never leave each other."
Willow chuckled and rested her chin on Phil's shoulder listening to Alan's song.
"We're here" Phil uttered slowing down the car; Willow peered over his shoulder and saw the jeep that had crashed into them earlier.
"What do we do?" Willow asked quietly there was no indication coming from the other car.
"Give him the signal Phil" Alan instructed,
"What?" Stu turned to face the bearded man, she licked her lips, Willow glanced in the mirror and saw that the red lipstick hadn't faded; she definitely would buy more of these.
"Flash your lights. Let him know it's on" Alan said leaning on the back of Stu's seat.
"What's on?" Phil asked slipping on his sunglasses
"The deal" Alan replied
"Of course it's on, we drove forty miles into the desert" Phil exclaimed "He knows it's on"
"Phil just do something" Stu snapped.
Willow sighed "Just flash your lights" she told her husband.
Phil glanced over his shoulder and saw the look she was shooting, so without further ado he flashed the headlights. "Fine"
"Seems to work" Willow mumbled seeing the car's doors opposite opening
"See" Alan pointed out.
"Alright lets go" Phil exclaimed "Will stay in the car" he ordered
"Do you even know me?" she drawled, there was no way in hell she was going to stay in the car not with Doug still in danger.
"Willow" Phil said sternly,
"Phil" she mimicked,
"Fine" his jaw clenched and he got out of the car, he pushed the driver's seat forward ad helped Willow out of it, whilst Stu used the window to get out.
Phil grabbed his wife's hand and walked forward so that they were only a couple of feet away from the small Asian man and his bodyguard.
Willow heard a grunt and a scuffle she looked over her shoulder and saw that Alan had somehow managed to fall out and land on his face.
"Alan" Willow called hearing the Asian man laugh
"Funny fat guy fall on face" he pointed at Alan
"You ok?" Stu asked.
"Yeah" Alan squeaked and scrambled onto his feet
Willow glared at the Asian man "You really need to find better entertainment shorty"
The Asian man sniffed "For a bitch you got good fashion sense"
"What did you call me?" she went to take a step forward but Phil pulled her back
"Alright" Phil took charge not wanting the man to start on his wife "we got the money, eighty grand cash-"
"Throw it over" the smaller man shouted, Willow winced god she thought his voice was annoying. "Then I give you Doug"
Willow could make out a figure sitting in the car, Stu cleared his throat "Erm…first of all good morning-"
"What the fuck Stu?" she hissed wondering why was he even greeting the bloody kidnapper. But the dentist ploughed on and ignored the nurse.
"We didn't catch your name last night" Willow swiped a few stray curls away from her face
"Mr Chow" he introduced himself "Lesley Chow"
"Mr Chow it is a pleasure-"
"Really?" she hissed, the brunette was anxious just to get Doug back and hurry back to L.A for the wedding
"My name is Stu and we would very much appreciate it if-"Phil placed his hands on his hips, whilst Willow tapped her heeled foot "we could see Doug before we give you the money just to verify that he's ok. If that's cool" he swallowed.
Willow bit her lip "Of course Stu" Mr Chow removed his sunglasses "that is cool" she didn't know whether he was mocking Stu or if he was genuine. He clapped his hand and screeched at one of his lackey who opened the Jeep.
She stiffened and sagged in relief when Doug was pulled out of the car and ushered forward. "Ok" Stu muttered
"See he's fine" Mr Chow uttered "now give me money" he wagged his finger "or I'll shoot him" he gestured behind to Doug who still had a bag over his head "and I'll shoot you all motherfuckers." Bunny the lackey next to him lifted his jacket up revealing the gun that was strapped to his side "and then we take it. Your choices bitches-"
"Do you swear at everyone?" Willow questioned
"Give him the money Stu" Phil spoke over her, Stu threw the bag full of money and the lackey caught it.
They waited as he searched through the bag to make sure that the money was all there. Willow felt a firm and reassuring grip on her hand and glanced down, a small smile appeared on her face, seeing that it was Phil.
Her eyes met his, she could just make them out through his glasses. He rubbed his thumb across the backs of her knuckles.
"It's all there" the lackey declared.
"Let him go" there was a huge sense of relief and lightness radiating off of Willow.
"Alright take it easy" Phil uttered and Doug was shoved forward in front of them, they all waited with baited breath as the bag over his head was ripped off. The smile on Willow's face dropped
"What the fuck?" Willow shouted, this definitely wasn't her brother. For one thing he was black and she had no clue who he was. Stu let out a yelped and stumbled back.
"Is this some kind of joke?" Phil demanded "who the hell is this?" he growled
"That's not Doug" Stu shouted
"What the hell are you talking about Willis?" Mr Chow went even higher than his usual pitch "That him"
"Are you fucking stupid?" Willow shrieked "That's not my brother"
"No I'm sorry Mr Chow but he's not our friend" Stu shook his head. The man whose mouth was taped shut glowered at Alan, whatever he was saying came out muffled
"Erm…no the Doug we're looking for is white" Alan said. The lackey tore the tape from the man's mouth
"I told you had the wrong guy little boy" he scowled "damn Alan what the fuck you got me into?"
"What the shit is going on?" Willow scowled resisting the urge to rip her hair out.
"Wait you know him?" Phil asked even more annoying
"Yeah that's the guy who sold me the bad drugs" Alan informed them "how you doing?"
"I didn't sell you no bad drugs" the man snapped
"Wait he sold you the Ruphylin?" Stu cut in.
"What? ruphy-what?"
"Are you guys fucking serious?" Willow screamed at them shutting the men up, they all gulped seeing the look on the brunette woman's face.
"Who gives a shit about the drugs" Phil shouted
"They're scary" Alan muttered to Stu eying the married couple.
"Where is Doug?" Willow snapped
"I am Doug-"
"Your name is Doug?" Alan asked
"Yes I'm Doug" he nodded
"Fucking hell" Willow muttered worry, anger and annoyance was brimming from her, she wanted to kill Mr Chow.
"Ha he's name is Doug too, classic mix-up-"
"I swear to god Alan, if you laugh I will punch your fucking face" she hissed, Mr Chow yawned evidentially bored at what was taking place.
"Come on-"
"Hey Chow" Phil shouted "You gave us the wrong Doug"
"Not my problem" the small Asian man snapped
"No fuck that shit" Phil scowled "you give us our eighty grand back and take him with you"
"No" black Doug cried "I'll be your Doug-"
"You're not my fucking brother" Willow yelled, she clenched her fists
"Ah ok, I'll take him back" Mr Chow uttered "right after you suck these Chinese nuts" he grabbed his balls.
"Huh nasty-"
"You little shit. Where is my brother?" she shouted
"I don't know bitch-"
Willow surprised them all by tackling the small Asian man to the ground so that he landed face first in the dirt.
"Oh shit-"
"Will" Phil yelled seeing the hefty lackey rushing his wife
Willow grabbed Mr Chow by the back of his hair and slammed his face into the sand "Where is fucking Doug-"
"I'm here-"
"She's not talking to you-"
"Get off me crazy bitch" Mr Chow screeched, she felt an arm wrap around her waist and was thrown off so she was sent flying back into the sand/dirt.
"Let's go" Mr Chow breathed and was literally carried away. Phil dropped down to his knees beside Willow and saw that she was ok, but visibly upset. She placed her arm over her eyes and was breathing heavily. Her chest was rapidly rising and falling.
"So long gay boys" Mr Chow called over his shoulder "and good looking bitch."
"Wait a second" Phil yelled knowing that his wife most likely needed a moment.
"He's a nasty little mother fucker"
"You got any ecstasy-"
"Willow?" Phil murmured gently pushing away her arm from her face. He could see tears streaming down her face
"We need to call Tracy" she muttered sniffing and sat up, her back was covered in sand. Phil brushed the dust off of her "Oh god, she's going to hate me" she pulled her knees up to her chest and pressed her temple into her hands.
"I'll call her" Phil murmured.
"But Doug-"
"Will I said we will find him. And we will, just maybe not today" he got onto his feet and grabbed her around the waist and pulled her onto his feet. She spun around and pressed her face into his chest. Phil wrapped his arms around her slender form and kissed the crown of her head.
"Will-"
"Don't Alan" Stu muttered seeing the glower coming from Phil's face. They broke apart and Willow wiped her face
"God damn it" Phil yelled frustration reeking off of him
"God darn it" Alan shouted kicking
"Shit" Phil kicked the sand
"Shoot"
"Fucking hell Vegas? Never again" Willow hugged herself and hang her head.
Willow chewed her bottom lip, she was sitting on the bonnet of the car beside Alan, but unlike the bearded man, who had his legs cross, hers dangled over the edge, Stu was leaning beside her whilst black Doug was taking a piss.
She rubbed her throbbing temples watching as Phil called Tracy. God she didn't want to face her future sister-in-law, knowing that the other female would be more hurt than angry. And Willow couldn't help but think that would be even worse.
She could hear Phil talking to Tracy and sighed; footsteps approached them and saw that black Doug had finished his business.
"Thanks for the lift back to town" Doug exclaimed. "So Willow is it? You're looking fine in-"
"No" she cut him off
"Don't" Stu advised "unless you want her to punch you in the face"
Willow groaned and rubbed her face. "I got a question for you" Stu said walking over to Doug,
"What's up?" Doug asked,
"How did you end up in Chow's car?" he questioned, Willow looked up from the sand that she had been staring at and wondered the same thing.
"That crazy ass kidnapped me yesterday" Doug replied.
"Ok" Willow murmured she glanced over to Phil who had his back turned to the group "but why? Why you?"
"Because he thought I was with you guys since we all hanged at the Bellagio last night" Doug uttered
"What?" Stu frowned
Willow racked her brain; damn she couldn't recall a thing from the mess up night "We were at the Bellagio last night?" Alan asked his face was covered by his sunglasses.
"Yeah we were shooting crabs. You don't remember?" Doug looked at them.
"No, nah we don't remember because some dick drug dealer sold him Ruphylin." Stu gestured to Alan "and told him it was ecstasy"
"Ruphylin, Ruphylin, there you got with that word again. What the hell is Ruphylin?" Doug asked irritated.
Willow's eyebrows shot to her hairline "Are you fucking serious?"
"Wow you are the world's shittiest drug dealer" Stu exclaimed
"Ruphylin is also known as roofies?" Willow uttered "otherwise known as roofies, the date rape drug. You sold Alan roofies"
"Oh shit, I must've mixed up the bags. My fault Alan" Willow gritted her teeth; she could sense a migraine coming on "Marsha is going to be pissed at me on that one."
"Whatever" Stu muttered.
Willow groaned and hanged her head so that her thick hair covered her face; she swung her feet back and forth. They were stuck in a deep pile of shit, which was one thing she knew for sure.
"It's funny just because the other day me and my boy was wondering why they even call them roofies" Willow leant her head back, feeling the sun on her face "you know what I'm talking about?"
"No" Stu said curtly
"And we don't really care" she mumbled
"Why not floories right?" Doug carried on, oblivious to both Stu's and Willow's bad mood "because when you take them you're more likely to end up on the roof then the floor-"she opened one eye
"Roof" she muttered under her breath, that word stirred something in her mind.
"What about groundies? That's a good name for them" Doug grinned
"Or how about rapies?" Alan suggested
"Wait what did you just say?" Stu asked
"He said roof" she said quietly. Willow's eyes widened slightly, she recalled Doug saying something about him, Stu and Phil on a camping trip
"Rapies" Alan uttered
"Not you" Willow brushed him off "you" she pointed at Doug.
"I said groundies" he shrugged his shoulders,
"No before that" Stu said "you said you're more likely to end up on the floor than on the-"
"Roof" Willow exclaimed jumping off the car "Fuck Stu-"she sprinted towards Phil, both of them had figured out what had happened to their Doug.
"PHIL" Stu shouted but the taller man ignored them.
"PHIL STOP" Willow yelled and when he didn't acknowledge them she tackled him to the ground like she had done with Mr Chow, knocking the cell phone out of his hand. Stu hastily picked it up falling down beside them.
"Will what the fuck?" Phil shouted
"Shut up" she snapped easing up so he could so that now she was straddling his hips. She was too busy listening to Stu.
"Listen Tracy it's Stu-"Phil groaned from beneath Willow, he rested his hands on her hips, when she noted that he was about to say something she slammed the palm of her hand over his lips. "Er…nothing don't listen to Phil he is completely out of his mind. He wants to piss Will off…I think he's still a bit drunk from last night." He let out a fake chuckled. Willow was impressed by Stu's improvisation skills. "…He is paying the bill we just had brunch and er…we're in a bug hurry to get back, so we'll see you there. Bye" he hanged up. Willow removed her hand
"What the fuck?" Phil shouted managing to sit up, dislodging Willow off of his hips and onto his lap
"We know where Doug is" Stu shouted
They were back in the car, heading back to Caesar's palace. Stu was driving and once again Phil took the front seat. Willow was sitting in between Doug and Alan. She leant forward slightly
"I don't know it just hit me" Stu hummed "remember we saw Doug's mattress impaled on that statue?"
"Yeah because we threw it out of the window-"
"No" Willow cut her husband off shaking her head "Vegas windows don't open-"
"Well then how did it…"he trailed off Phil connected the dots like they had "oh my god" both Stu and Willow laughed knowing where Doug was.
"Whoa, whoa wait" Alan uttered confusion marred his tone "what's going on?"
"Doug was trying to signal someone" Stu explained
"Holy shit" Phil grinned "How did you guys figure that out?"
"Doug helped-"
"Doug-"
"Black Doug-"
"Hey easy with that shit" the man besides Willow frowned
"Right sorry" Stu said his hands were on the wheel. Willow tapped her foot she was literally bouncing in her seat with anticipation
"So can someone tell me where white Doug is?" Alan asked not understanding what was going on.
"He's on the roof Alan" Phil answered
"Yes he's on the roof" Stu nodded "we must've taken him up there on his matress as a prank so he would wake up on the roof"
"Like the time you guys did that to him at summer camp. He was bitching about it for weeks" Willow exclaimed tucking in a stray curl.
Stu and Phil laughed "Which was hilarious-"she slapped him upside the head "oww-right not funny now since we forgot where we put him"
"Yeah" Willow chuckled relief washed over him
"You guys are fucking retarded" Doug said "did you know that?"
"We're fucking crazy" she pointed out "I got married and a tattoo, he got punched in the face by Mike Tyson and Stu lost a tooth. We're not exactly normal ok?"
"Ok… so Will fancy coming-"
"You do know that she's my wife" Phil snapped glaring at the man from over his shoulder. "You think he's still up there?"
"There's only one way to find out" Stu said and pressed his foot down on the accelerator.
Willow sprinted up the stairs to the roof being dragged by Phil, they arrived at Caesars palace
"DOUG" Phil shouted
"DOUG?" she yelled running out onto the roof. Stu ran out after her with Alan on his heels. The bearded man used the cement block to wedge the door open.
Willow looked around stopping in her tracks. She couldn't see him anywhere. "DOUG?" she shouted.
"Where are you at?" Phil yelled
Willow used her hand to shield her eyes from the sun "Hey guys" Stu screamed she spun around seeing him "he's over here"
Willow grinned and sprinted towards where Stu was, she jumped over one of the cinder blocks and spotted her brother lying on the ground. She dropped down besides Doug and Stu knelt down
"He's ok" Stu laughed,
"Stu" Willow felt her heart skip a beat; she was immensely at the sight of him. She placed her hand against his reddened cheek "You're ok, you're ok" she kissed his cheek and couldn't help but let tears fall. She was so, so happy seeing him.
"Will, we got to go-"both she and Stu helped Doug on to his feet "we got to go"
"We've been looking everywhere for you" Willow uttered placing her arm around his waist. She saw that he seemed unharmed but had severe sunburn and he was most likely dehydrated. Alan jogged over to them panting for breath.
"What the fuck is going on?" Doug asked as they walked with him
"We'll explain everything but right now we have to go-"
"You're getting married Doug so come on" Willow said
"Yeah…you ok bud?" Phil asked breathless from their run up the stairs.
"No not ok-"
"You look good, you got some colour I'm jealous" she knew Phil said the wrong
"Phil not now. Come on Doug" Willow uttered they could get back to L.A if they move right now
"I...Will? I'm getting married today-"
"Yeah you are bro" she smiled at him.
"So you need to focus and listen to everything we tell you. Because frankly you're wasting a little bit of time right now" Phil looked down to his watch
"Phil-"
"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE" Doug roared and launched himself at Phil, knocking them both down to the ground
"Doug" willow shouted as her brother screamed in pain, she fell onto her knees
"My skin, my skin-"
"I know, I know, we'll get some aloe veera" Willow uttered gently pressing her cool hand against his heated skin, he relaxed under her touch
"We-"Alan went to touch Doug but he pushed him away
"No you don't touch me" he snapped at the bearded man, "shut up, all of you shut up. Just get me home. Just get me home"
Willow nodded and swallowed lightly brushing the tips of her fingers against his temple "We can do that" she assured him.
AN: Apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Thanks to those reviewed.
So in this Chap-Alan sings his songs. They meet Mr Chow. He gives them Doug but it's the wrong one. Willow loses it and ends up tackling him to the ground. Phil calls Tracy. Willow and Stu figure out where Doug is. She takes down Phil and they tell him what's going on. They finally make it to Doug.
I reckon next chapter may be the last of this fic. So PLEASE REVIEW