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Driving down the motorway quickly, with the wind blowing through their hair gave the boys a rush, and hyped them up for spending the night in Vegas. Every five minutes, Eric would stand up in his seat and yell, "Road trip, yeah!" and whooped at people in their cars.

"Vegas, baby! Vegas!" He shouted while slapping the side of the car to a little blonde girl sitting in the back seat of a car. Instead of ignoring him, or telling him to fuck off, she put her words into her fingers, and gave him a rude hand gesture.

Usually, Eric would have said something back at her, or cried, but he just sat down and took it like a man.

"Come on, everyone is passing us." Jace whined, while sipping on his beer. "Let me drive!"

"No," Simon stayed firm. "I promised Robert I would be the only one driving this car. Besides, you're drinking."

"Oh what?" Jace moaned. "You think you're in the Clave now? I drive great when I'm drunk."

"That's true," Alec agreed. "Remember, Jace was always our designated drunk driver."

"You want to explain to them, Alec?" Simon said.

"My father loves this car more than he loves me," he admitted.

"Oh whatever," he flopped his hand. "I left my wife and kid at home so I could go with you guys to Vegas, do you know how difficult that was?" Jace lied. He loved his son, but he always had and always would hate his wife.

"That's really sweet, Jace," it brought a tear to Eric's eye to see how much Jace thought about his family.

"Yeah," Simon chipped in, almost mocking Eric.

"Dude, I was being sarcastic," he said. "I fucking hate my life! I may never go back. I might just stay in Vegas."

"Oh here we go," Simon sighed. They had heard this story far too many times.

"You know what, Simon, you should enjoy yourself." Jace said. "Because you know what? You're going to start dying. A little bit. Every day."

"You know that's impossible," Simon grinned, showing his sharp canines. "Unless she sticks a stake through my heart."

"Yeah," Eric agreed, trying to live up to Jace's awesomeness. "That's why I have managed to stay single this whole time, you know?"

"Oh really?" Alec was never one to mock, but he couldn't help it. "That's why you're still single?"

"Yeah," Eric nodded, totally oblivious to the sarcasm in Alec's tone.

"Cool."

"Am I alright over there, Eric?" Simon asked.

"Yeah, you're good."

So Simon pulled over to the lane on the right, but little did he know, there was a huge truck in that lane, about to collide with him. He almost very nearly crashed into its side. He edged away chaotically, only to drive into the lane that was on his original left, and nearly collided with that car.

"For the love of the Angel!" Jace hadn't had an adrenaline rush like that since his Shadowhunting days. His wife depressed the hell out of him.

"That was awesome!" Eric screamed as they all laughed in hysterics.

"That was not awesome!" Simon had nearly had a heart attack, although his heart didn't even beat anymore. "What is wrong with you?"

"That was insane!" Alec also, hadn't had an adrenaline rush like that since his Shadowhunting days. "We almost crashed!"

"You should have seen your face!" Eric said to Simon. "It was classic."

"It was funny," Jace laughed.

"It was not funny," Simon had finally steadied the wheel, and felt comfortable driving again.

They pulled up for gas, and Eric had been left in charge of the pump as the rest of them went inside to pay. Eric thought this would be the ideal opportunity to read his book, when an old man wolf whistled at the car.

"You've got a sweet ride there," he said.

"Don't touch it," Eric said, without lifting his eyes from his book. "Don't even look at it," he said, looking up from his book to stare the old man in the eyes. "Go on. Get out."

The old man walked back to his car, murmuring to himself about how disrespectful the younger generation was of their elders.

"Don't look at me either," he said. "Yeah, you better walk on."

"He's actually kind of funny," Jace said to Alec as he ate a crisp, as they queued to buy snacks.

"Yeah, he means well." Simon had a habit of sticking up for Eric.

"Yeah, I'll hit an old man in public," they heard Eric say in the distance.

"Is he all right up there?" Jace asked. "Like, mentally?"

"I think so," Simon said. "He's just an odd guy. He's kind of weird."

"Should we be worried?"

"No," Simon laughed lightly.

"Oh, okay."

"I should mention that you should never let him gamble. Or drink too much."

"Jesus, he's like a gremlin!" Jace said as he pulled his wallet out his pocket. "Comes with instructions and shit."

"And one water," Alec placed the bottle on the counter.

"All good with Maia?" Simon asked.

"Oh yeah," Alec said. "Told her we're two hours outside the Wine Country, and she bought it."

"Don't you think it's strange that you've been in a relationship for three years and still have to lie about going to Vegas?" Jace leaned against the counter.

"Yeah I do," Alec clenched his teeth. "But trust me, it's not worth the fight."

"Oh, so you can't go to Vegas, but she can fuck a bellhop on a cruise line?"

Alec looked down at his feet, before plucking up the courage to confront Jace. "Look, first of all, he was a bartender, and his name was Jordan," he set him straight. "And she was wasted. And, if you must know, he didn't even cum inside her."

"And you believe that?" Jace looked down, or up because Alec was taller than him, his sunglasses at him.

"Uh, yeah, I do believe that because she's grossed out by semen." Alec really wasn't too bothered, because he didn't love Maia one bit.

"That will be thirty two fifty," the cashier said to them.

"It's thirty two fifty, come on," Jace said. "I've to pay for it?"

Once back in the car, Eric started to read his gambling book again. "It says here we should work in teams," he said. "Who wants to be my spotter?"

"I don't think you should be doing too much gambling tonight, Eric," said Simon.

"Gambling? Who said anything about gambling? It's not gambling when you know how you're gonna win. Counting cards is a full proof system."

"It's also illegal," Alec pointed out.

"It's not illegal, it's frowned upon," Eric said. "It's like masturbating on an airplane."

"I'm pretty sure that's illegal too," Jace laughed. Something about the laugh told them he only knew too well.

"Yeah, maybe after nine eleven after everyone got so sensitive." Eric agreed with that one. "Thanks a lot, bin Laden."

"Either way, you've got to be super smart to count cards, buddy," Simon pointed out. "Okay?"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, it's not easy."

"Oh okay, well maybe we should tell that to Ray Man because he practically bankrupt the casino and he was a re-tard," he pronounced retard, collapsing the ee in the pronounciation.

"A what?" They asked.

"You know," he said. "A retard."

"A retard," Jace said, pronouncing it properly, while laughing.

They arrived at Caesar's Palace as darkness had hit Vegas, the city illuminated in lights and just coming to life. They parked the car in front of the hotel, took the luggage out the back, and gave the key to an usher to take it away.

"Hi, welcome to Caesar's," said the pretty half Asian blacked haired petite girl at the desk, whose name appeared to be Aline. "Are you checking in?"

"Eh, yeah," Jace said, rubbing his hands together with excitement.

"We have a reservation under Dr Lightwood," Alec said.

"Let me look that up for you," she said, typing in the details into the computer.

"Dr Lightwood?" Jace asked. "Alec, you're a dentist."

Alec looked away, like he hadn't heard him.

"Don't get too fancy," said Jace.

"It's not fancy if it's true," Alec smirked, and smiled at Aline, who looked up at this point.

"He's a dentist," Jace said to her. "Don't get too excited. And, if someone has a heart attack, you should still call 911."

"We'll be sure to do that," Aline's mouth parted into the fake smile that hotel receptionists must have.

"Can I ask you a question?" Eric asked Aline. "Do you know if the hotel is pager-friendly?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not getting a signal on my beeper," he showed her.

"I'm not sure," she said.

"Is there a payphone bank? A bunch of payphones? Business."

"Um," she looked at him oddly. "There's a phone in your room."

He nodded. "That will work."

"So I have you in a two bedroom suite on the twelfth floor, is that okay?"

"That's perfect," said Alec.

"Actually," Jace stopped him. "I was wondering if you had any villas available."

Everyone looked at Jace as if he was made.

"Jace," Alec spoke up. "We're hardly gonna be in the room. It's no big deal, we can share beds. It's one night." It would be the gay man who would suggest that, wouldn't it?

"Well, if we're sharing beds, I'm bunking with Jace," Eric said. "You good with that?"

"No!" He turned round to look at him. "I'm not good with that. You're not sharing beds. We're not twelve years old! Aline, I apologise. How much is the villa?"

"Well, we have one villa available, and it's forty two hundred for the night."

"Is it awesome?" Eric asked.

"It's pretty awesome."

"We'll take it," Jace said. "Give her your credit card, Alec."

"I can't give her my credit card."

"We'll split it," Simon said, taking out his wallet.

"Are you crazy?" Jace looked to Simon. "No, this is on us."

Alec looked around, shiftily. "You don't get it. Maia checks my statements."

"Well we just need a credit card on file," Aline added. "We won't charge you anything until you check out, so you can figure it out until then."

"Perfect," said Jace. "That's perfect. Thank you, Aline. We'll deal with it tomorrow, come on."

"Fine," Alec said reluctantly, and pulled his credit card from his wallet.

"Can I ask you another question?" Said Eric.

"Sure," she said.

"You probably get this a lot. This isn't the real Caesar's Palace, is it?"

"What do you mean?" She asked, with a blank expression.

"Um," he stuttered. "Did Caesar live here?"

"Eh, no,"

"I didn't think so," he said, his tone sounding like he had achieved something.

The room they were staying in was definitely awesome. To sum it up, it had marble floors, fancy furniture, and a great view of the city.

"Holy shit!" Jace laughed as he walked into the villa. "Now, this is Vegas!"

"Oh my," Alec couldn't believe what he was seeing. "This place is enormous! Now we're talking,"

"Is this place all one suite?" This villa was three times the size of the house he had grown up in. "Thank you guys. Or should I say, thank you Alec."

"You're welcome," Alec couldn't quite take his eyes from the view. "It's only 'cause I love you."

"Okay ladies," Jace couldn't take his eyes from the view either. "Pick a room, get dressed, meet in thirty minutes."

"I just wish you could see this place because you, of all people, would love it," Alec said to Maia on the phone as he towel dried his black hair once he was out the shower.

"Is it cute?" She asked.

"Yeah, it's so quaint," he said, opening the curtains of his window with a remote.

"Really secluded?"

"Yeah, no TVs, no phones, they just have these cute little antique radios in all the rooms."

Simon and Jace walked in his room, all dressed in suits, ready to go out.

"We met the proprietor," he said to the phone.

"What's his name?" She asked.

"What's his name?" He asked as Jace made himself comfortable on the bed, and turned on the TV. "Um, Caesar Polache."

"Like the salad?"

"Yeah, like the salad." He said, as Jace pointed to the watch on his wrist.

"We're going to head to this wine tasting," Alec said quickly, cutting off whatever Maia had been saying before. "Yeah, we gotta go. I love you. Bye!" And he hung up without a response.

"Where's Eric?" Alec asked as he strapped on his watch.

"He went downstairs, said he had to grab a few things," said Simon, his expression telling that he had no clue what these few things were.

"Good," Alec said. "Because I have something to show you." He pulled an engagement ring box from the side drawer next to the bed and showed them.

"Oh oh!" Simon said, as he took the ring from Alec to examine it.

"What the hell is that?" Jace asked, his facial features completely straight.

"What do you think it is?" Alec said.

"Oh wow," Simon said as he looked at it more closely.

"If it's what I think it is, I think it's a big fucking mistake."

"I'm going to propose to Maia at your wedding," Alec grinned. On the exterior, he remained excited, but on the inside, he knew he would regret it, but had to because he didn't want his family to be disappointed. "After the ceremony." Jace sighed in defeat.

"Alec, congratulations!" Simon couldn't have been happier for Alec.

"Thank you Simon," Alec said as he started to get changed.

"That's a beautiful ring," Simon examined.

"Yeah, it's my grandmother's. She made it the whole way through the Uprising with that thing. It's legit'."

"Wait, have you not listened to anything I've ever said?" Jace didn't want his best friend to end up in the same situation he had.

"Jace, we've been dating for three years. It's time, this is how it works."

"A, that is bullshit," he protested, "and B, she's a bitch!"

"That's his fiancé!" Simon slapped Jace's foot.

"It's true!" He stood up. "You know it's true! She beats him!"

"That was twice," he didn't want to seem less manly in front of Jace. "And I was out of line. She's strong willed, and I respect that."

"Wow," Jace laughed and shook his head. "Wow. Wow. He's in denial, not to mention she fucked a sailor!"

Alec sprayed on his deodorant instead of rising to Jace's level.

"He was a bartender on a cruise ship, you know that," said Simon.

"Guys, I'm standing right here. I can hear everything. Just saying."

"Hey guys," everyone turned round to see skinny little Eric wearing white flared trousers, with a grubby blue t-shirt tucked into it, and he was carrying a white carrier bag. "You ready to let the dogs out?"

"What?"

"You know, let the dogs out. Who let the dogs out?" He almost sang. "Who? Who, who who?"

"Who brought this guy along?" Jace couldn't believe his eyes, or ears.

"Yes, Eric, we are ready to let the dogs out," said Simon. "Hey, congrats," he said to Alec.

"Thank you!" Alec grinned.

As they stood, waiting for an elevator to come up, Jace noticed Eric was wearing some strange kind of man bag.

"You're not really wearing that, are you?" He asked.

"Wearing what?"

"The man purse." He pointed to it. "You're actually going to wear that? You guys are just fucking with me."

"It's where I keep all my things," Eric looked at them all. "I get a lot of compliments from this. It's not a man purse, it's called a satchel. Indiana Jones wears one."

"So does Joy Behar," Jace laughed, as the doors for the lift opened, revealing a Latin looking man with a thick moustache kneeling in front of a pretty blonde babe. He stood up as the doors opened.

"We're going up, guys," the guy said.

"Yeah, that's perfect," Jace said, ushering the rest of them into the lift.

"Really?" Simon asked. "We're going up?"

"I'm just saying, it's clearly marked, okay?" said Alec as they stepped out the fire exit door onto the roof of the hotel. "We're definitely not supposed to be up on here."

"C'mon, Alec, we're paying for a villa," Jace threw his arms in the air. "We can do what ever the fuck we want."

"Yeah, but—"

"Just prop the door open." He said, eyeing up the step ladder. "Guys, come on up here."

"How the hell did you find this place?" Asked Simon.

"Don't worry about it," he said, finally at the top.

"Look at the view up here!" Simon exclaimed.

"Are you happy?" Jace asked, pulling Simon in for a man hug. They had really bonded over the past few years.

"Thanks, bro," he returned the hug. "Eric, how you doin' buddy?"

"Great," he said as he danced over with the alcoholic beverages.

"Look at that over there, Eric," said Simon, "that's the Eiffel Tower."

Eric handed each of the guys a shot glass.

"Nice call, buddy!" They all said.

"This is good," said Alec. "I would like to make a toast, to Simon and Isabelle. May tonight be but a minor speed bump, in an otherwise very long and healthy marriage." They all raised their shot glasses together, and then drank them while saying cheers.

"I'd like to talk about something," said Jace. "I'd like to—" he started, but Eric said the same words over him at the same time.

"I'd like to say something," said Eric. "That I've prepared. Tonight."

"Right, okay Eric," said Simon.

Eric pulled out a sheet of paper, and began to read. "Hello." He said. "How about that ride in? I guess that's why they call it Sin City. Ha ha. You guys might not know this, but I consider myself a bit of a loner. I tend to think of myself, as a one man wolf pack. But when Simon became my friend, I knew he was one of my own." Jace and Alec nudged him at the side, making him blush ever more. "And my wolf pack, it grew by one. So there were, so there were two of us in the wolf pack. I was alone first in the pack, and then Simon joined in later. So six months ago, when Simon introduced me to you guys, I thought, wait a second, could it be? And now I know for sure, I just added two more guys to my wolf pack." They all laughed. Even Simon, who was rather insulted to being in a wolf pack. "Four of us wolves, running around the desert together, in Las Vegas, looking for strippers and cocaine. So tonight, I make a toast," Eric said, bring out a knife to his palm.

"What have you got there?" Simon asked, but it was too late. Eric had cut the meaty bit of his palm, blood pouring out thickly. Simon lurched towards him, teeth bared, only to be restrained by Jace and Alec. Once they caught him, he immediately realised what he was doing, and came back to consciousness. The best thing was, Eric hadn't even seemed to notice.

"We're blood brothers," he said.

"Eric, no," Simon said, inhaling the scent of his blood.

"Eric, we're not going to cut ourselves," Jace said, taking the knife off of him. "Give me the knife.

Eric handed it over without any fuss, and sucked the blood away from his hand.

"Do you need a doctor?" Asked Alec.

"He's fine," Simon breathed. He just didn't know if he was.

"I'm good," said Eric.

"Perfect," Jace said. "Eric, come here buddy. Come here crazy. To a night, the four of us will never forget," Jace toasted, and they all raised their glasses.

Yay, so now one more person is eliminated, can you guess who all the remaining characters will be played by? Review and let me know!