AN: LOL! I am enjoying reading all of your thoughts on the story so far. I am also laughing that everyone is wishing that the chapters were longer. Um...I'm doing that on purpose. Artistic idea that I am running with. If you've ever been hung over and try to go over your memories from the night before...how focused are you? Um...yeah. This story is from Kim's POV...I find it appropriate. Don't worry. Some of them will be getting longer and I might even combine some in the end, but right now? I unfortunately will continue to torture you...However, I think I will make you like it. LOL! :P Enjoy!

Warning! If you don't like cursing...well, sorry. There are quite a few curse words in this chapter.

Reality Bites

Back to the Present

"How are you feeling this morning, Mrs. Ruzek?"

Ok, so maybe making a truce with alcohol being the main glue holding that truce together was a good/bad idea. That thought is just now going through my head as I continue to stare at a half-naked Adam. I know that towel around his waist is the only thing covering that body and I really should not be thinking about that being the fact that I'm not wearing much more.

"I'm guessing by your silence that you aren't doing too well. You better get a move on. We have a plane to catch in a couple hours. Atwater has already been blowing up both our phones wondering where in the world we ended up last night."

I bet he has. Oh God. Does he know? Or is that why he is calling? Did we get separated last night?

"Kim, less freaking out and more moving. Or do I need to deposit you in the shower?"

What did he just say? I had no time to contemplate this because one minute I was trying to figure out what in the world he was saying to me and in the next Adam had me up in his arms and was carrying me into the bathroom.

"Put me down."

"She speaks. You are alive. I'll put you down, Darlin', once you start acting like yourself."

On that final note, he puts me down on my feet and then leans into the shower to turn on the water. He looks back at me and smirks with that signature eyebrow raise.

"Are you going to need my help or do you think you can handle this?"

I know my eyes just about bugged out of my head. Adam just laughs and starts to head out. I watch as he walks back into the main part of the room to where his pants are laying on the floor. He doesn't even pause as he drops the towel and goes to put his pants on. I try to quickly look away for self-preservation, but I've already gotten an eyeful.

"I'm going to go grab my stuff. I'll see you downstairs, babe. You have twenty minutes or I will come back for you."

He starts to head for the door before turning back around at this point.

"I have your extra key. I'll come for you if you aren't there."

Before I can think of anything to say, he is gone. Well, there goes the option of taking a cab to the airport. Shit. I start to think back as I go and get in the shower. I can remember going to the show with everyone. I can remember us at the club. I can remember bits and pieces of a fight with Adam. The rest I am just drawing a blank on. I rush through the shower as best I can between moments of a pounding headache mixed with trying to keep my stomach in check. How I am doing that I have no idea? I throw some travel clothes on and dig through my purse for some aspirin. Thank God it is still where I left it. I have my sunglasses on already as I meet the group in the lobby. Kev's brother runs up to me to retrieve my keycard and then looks at me strangely when I only hand him one.

"Where is the other one?"

Adam is just grinning like the cat that caught the canary as he hands it to the man over his shoulder. I can see Kevin's questioning glance as his brother walks to the reception desk.

"How in God's name did Ruzek get your extra key?"

"Don't ask, Atwater."

Adam starts laughing and tries to cover his mouth with his hand. His left hand. With that damn ring.

"Whoa! Dawg, what the hell is that on your hand?"

Adam just looks at his hand and shrugs.

"I believe that is called a ring, Kev. You should know that."

"Oh, I do. Why are you wearing one?"

Keep your mouth shut, Adam. Just keep your mouth ….of course not.

"Well, I believe it is because I got married last night."

"What?! To who?"

Adam walks over to me and places his arm around my shoulders. That's when Atwater begins laughing.

"You're fucking with me. Right?!"

Adam just looks to me and then he pulls a folded up piece of paper out of his back pocket.

"Not according to this."

Seriously?! He folds up a wedding certificate. I finally go to move….to swipe that piece of paper out of his hand, but Atwater is faster. He is holding it out of my reach as he is looking it over and then turns it towards me, so I can see it.

"Wow, Burgess. I had hoped that two of my best friends could learn to be friends again on this trip, but this is better. This is so much better. Great wedding present to see you two back together."

Oh God. No. He doesn't really think that we just magically fixed things, does he?

"Congrats, you two."

I am now being engulfed in a bear hug. Yep, he thinks we fixed things. What the hell happened last night?