Missing: One Groom
As already stated I dont own any of the SOA characters. Only the OC's are mine.
Any similarities to any thing else, purely coincidential
A/N Sorry but this is going to be a small chapter and I would appreciate it if you could review, it will give me more incentive to write the next chapter.
Chapter 2
Somewhere in L.A.
Opie opened his eyes, where was he, he thought to himself, he didn't recognise the place where he had woken up. It didn't look like the any of the motel rooms where he, Jax and the others were staying. It took him some time to be able to sit up, he ached all over. He had no idea what he had done last night and no idea at what time he had lost the rest of the guys.
"Jax, Bobby, Happpy", he shouted, "Where are you guys?"
"Oh God, do you have to shout so load. You'll wake the dead in a minute, Keep it down will ya"
The sound of a womans voice coming from the side of him, startled Opie for a momet. "Who are you ?" He cried, glancing to his left and seeing a woman lying in the bed next to him. She was petite and had shoulder length brunette hair, that was curled around a heart shaped face and at that moment was looking up at Opie with a smile on her face. "Im Jane, remember... your wife" she said, "We met at the casino last night, fell in love at first sight and got married! It was crazy but I dont regret it". Opie thought, 'WIFE' He looked at her in horror and said to her "You cant be my wife, Im on my stag do, Im getting married tomorrow, to Lyla",
"Don't think so, unless you practice bigamy" Jane said to him, she had seen the look that was akin to horror cross his face, "Besides, we consumated our wedding last night, so you're no my husband, Alex"
Wait a minute, thought Opie did she just call me Alex. He looked at her again and said to her "So you are now Mrs ?"
Jane looked at the great dope of a man sitting next to her on the bed and thought that it was an odd question but he looked so lost, she thought she would play along, "You must have had a lot last night if you don't remember your own name dear, let me refresh your memory, last night at the Chapel of 'Good fortune', you made marriage vows to me, slipped this ring" flashing a big ass diamond ring in his face, " and the reverand pronounced us husband and wife, Mr and Mrs Alex Traeger."
