What Happens in Vegas is Sure to Get Sam in Trouble

[likely_evil]

The first thing Sam realized as his muddled brain fought his way out of the haze of alcohol was that he couldn't move his right arm. Well, he could move it, but it was held in place by a ring of cold metal that bit into his skin

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[enjoythe_ride]

The first thing Bela had realized upon waking up was that she wasn't alone. It wasn't exactly the most comforting of feelings, considering she couldn't remember exactly who that person was, but at least he was warm. The second thing she noticed was that she was naked, and the third was that she was hungover, neither of which had lent itself to making her feel any better

[likely_evil]

The click caught his attention from the door and he tried to shift himself to look towards the bathroom. But he just a bit dizzy and he shut his eyes.

"Hello? A little help here?" his voice cracked and he coughed. Great, he had a dry throat too.

[enjoythe_ride]

Bela finished getting dressed and leaned against the door quietly for a moment. He sounded like he really was stuck. She couldn't remember why he was stuck, but he was, and despite the current circumstances, and how she was never going to be able to live this down, she couldn't just leave him there. He was probably just as confused as she was.

He better be just as confused as she was.

She made her way out of the bathroom, head hanging down slightly as she rubbed her forehead lightly.

"Hi, Sam."

[likely_evil]

Sam blinked, his one hand on the bedpost that kept him from jumping out of the bed. And she took the sheet so all he could do was grab a pillow with his one free hand to cover himself.

"Bela? What the hell...?"

Oh yeah, he was just as confused.

[enjoythe_ride]

Bela sighed heavily, before running her hand over her face and sitting back down on the bed again. "Can't we just have it annulled relatively quickly? We got married in a chapel, I'm sure there's a faster way of doing this than going to court."

[likely_evil]

"It's a chapel, not a church. Annulments still wouldn't grant a civil divorce." he held up the certificate. "This, means we're married by state law. Not God."

He rubbed at his eyes. "Plus, you can only get an annulment as long as no actions have been done after marriage to consummate the union in the eyes of God."

Which them waking up naked in bed would be very bad in proving that.

[enjoythe_ride]

"Damnit," she sighed heavily. She didn't exactly have months to worry about this. She didn't want to die as Mrs. Sam Winchester.

Not that she thought there was anything wrong with Sam, but -- if she was going to die a Mrs. Anyone, she would have wanted it to be like this, where she couldn't even remember the bloody ceremony.

She ran a hand through her hair again, before looking up at him. "So what do we do?"

[likely_evil]

Sam shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know. We can go to the courthouse and see what their procedure is. But until this is taken care of..."

Yup. Dean was going to love this.

[likely_evil]

Sam let her go, then searched the room for anything else of theirs before heading out towards the Super 8 to find his brother.

As he got to the door, he suddenly realized that the ring was still on his finger. he struggled to get it off, then slipped it into his pocket before knocking.

"Is it safe?" he asked, cracking the door open.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean gave a muffled grunt, before starting to push himself up. He hurt. But it was the pleasant, friendly hurt of a job well done. He glanced around for a moment to see that his friends from the night before were gone, before pushing himself up and pulling on his pants.

"Yeah, it's safe," he replied as he buttoned his jeans. Those girls were probably gone a long time ago.

[likely_evil]

Sam walked in, tossing his jacket on a chair. The room was a mess. "Looks like you had fun last night."

[hasperkynipples]

Dean just flashed his brother a grin, before moving over to the coffee pot to make coffee. "So where'd you get off to? Find someone to have fun with, or would that be asking too much?"

[hasperkynipples]

Dean just smirked before continuing to drive. "It's either going to be you or her."

[likely_evil]

"Some day when you're not expecting it... long after you've forgotten this vow, I will get my revenge."

[hasperkynipples]

"Whatever you say, Sammy," Dean smirked. "Whatever you say."

[likely_evil]

"And it will involve burritos."

Sam smirked a bit, remembering the last time he had used the burrito prank. In the motel room that the windows were stuck shut. They had almost died.