Missing: One Groom
Opie was doing his best trying to remember what had happened the night before but was having very little success. He remembered the trip from Charming and he remembered arriving at the motel with the others. They had seperated off to different rooms, he tried to recall how many rooms but for the life of him couldn't. The last thing that he clearly remembered was the prospect giving everyone a drink at the motel before they left for the first bar but after that everything was a blur!
Jax and Bobby had entered a bar that looked vaguely familiar. They were not sure why but they had a feeling that they had been in this bar. As they approached the bar, the guy behind it glanced up and seemed to lose all colour.
"Whatever you guys are after, we don't want any more trouble?"
"Do you know us then?" Bobby asked the guy.
"Yeah...kind of...you two were in here last night with a bunch of other guys."
"Do you remember seeing a big guy with our group about 6ft 4, longish hair and a beard called Opie."
"No, Can't say I remember him but I do you two and some blonde hair neanderthal who knicked all my strippers clothes, she was not best pleased."
Happy had just come out of another bar that had proved at fruitless as the last one. He looked around for Juice but at first was unable to see him. He was about to give up and leave him when he spotted the kid down the alley next to the bar, leaning against the side of the dumpster.
"Come on, we haven't got all day?"
It looked like the kid though didn't hear him and Happy angrily stomped over to drag the kid back into the search for Happy.
"Did you hear me? We've got to find Opie."
"I feel ill."
"I don't care...Come on."
Happy reached forward and grabbed hold of Juice's arm and roughly yanked him forward to get him moving. As it was it turned out to be a bad move because at that moment Juice threw up, all over Happy's boots.
Opie had managed to get the young lady with him to stop crying and after they found thier clothes they left the motel room they were in and headed down the strip towards a bar that looked vaguely familiar. They entered the bar and Opie found himself staring at a picture of the young lady next to him.
"You're a stripper?"
"Yes, I work here?"
"Here?" Opie asked, looking around the bar and seeing the stripper pole on the other side ofthe room.
"Yes, you and your friend came in last night, watched the show and then you and I went off to have a good time. That's how we ended up at the Chapel where we got married."
"We're not married."
"So you keep saying Alex."
"My name is not Alex it's Opie."
"As you wish, I got to go and get something from out back. Be back in a minute, take a seat at the bar."
As soon as Jane disappeared out the back, she made sure that Opie had not followed her and made a call to the number she had been given the night before.
"Hi, your friend Opie is still with me. What do you want me to do with him?"
A/N Just who is Jane calling and will Happy kill Juice for throwing up on him, well his boots. Let us know what you think.