Alright I've got this new story Idea that won't leave my head for the Hangover. It's called This Town by Frank Sinatra. Let me know what you think of it. Also for the people who read my Supernatural story I will be continuing that I just have had some really bad things happen in my life and then I got super busy but I will start that again soon. So hears the first chapter and I can promise this will be the longest one. Pictures of Monroe's outfits on Profile and I'm also not sure which girl should be Monroe so please let me know which one you think.

I stood there getting my dressed hemmed by the seamstress when my best friend and future sister-in-law Tracy walked in.

Tracy smiled at me "You are just going to be the prettiest maid of honor Monroe."

Tracy was marrying my older brother Doug. When Tracy and I were assigned to be roommates in college I knew she was perfect for Doug, sweet, intelligent, and beautiful.

I turned my head to look at her "Your only saying that because you just want me to stop being mad at you."

She sighed and walked forward "I know you don't want to go to Vegas with the guys but who else is going to watch Alan and make sure Phil doesn't plan anything crazy. And plus Doug is excited that you're going."

My brother and his two best friends Phil and Stu were going to Vegas for Doug's bachelor party and of course Doug being the guy he is felt the need to include Alan. Which leads to me being dragged along with them because I'm apparently the best choice to take of them and keep them out of trouble.

I glared at her "Of course I don't want to go. Who wants to go to strip clubs with their brother? Also why I don't believe Doug is excited. And no offense Trace 'cause I do like the guy but Alan is off his rocker man. And you know how I feel about Phil."

Phil and I have always had this weird relationship. He would always try to get into my pants and I would always shoot him down. He stopped when he got married but now that he was divorced he was right back at it. And truthfully it was hard to say no to a man that looks like that.

Tracy gave me a look "Well I thank you anyways. I have your bag packed and ready to go in the garage."

I turned back towards the mirror waiting for the seamstress to finish "Does Doug know that Sid is letting us take the Mercedes?"

She shook her head "No not yet. Well I'm going to go see if the boys are done. Come find us when you're done."

I nodded and she left to go find Alan and Doug. After 20 minutes the seamstress was done and I was back in my normal clothes heading toward the garage. What I heard next almost made me turn around and leave.

"Except for herpes. That shit'll come back with you."

My eyes widened "Well Sid, thanks for that tid-bit. But we better be going."

Doug nodded "Monroe's right we have to get going."

Sid just looked at us "Remember what I said." And left.

I just shook my head and turned to Alan "Alan, buddy we're leaving."

Alan got up and walked over to the car and Doug was putting our bags in the car.

Alan looked at me "Monroe can I have shotgun?"

I smiled softly at him "Sure thing buddy."

He smiled and got in while I got in the back. The best way to handle Alan is to act like you're handling a child but don't patronize him.

Doug got in the driver's seat and took off. It was a quite ride to the school Phil works at. We got there a little before the bell rang.

Alan started fidgeting in his seat "Ahem, do you have to park so close?"

Doug looked at him weird "Yeah what's wrong?"

Alan shook his head "I shouldn't be here."

I leaned forward "Why's that Alan?"

"I'm not supposed to be within 200 feet of a school."

Doug looked at him shocked "What?"

"Or a Chuck 'E Cheese."

I just closed my eyes and leaned back in the seats and muttered "Just great."

It was only seconds later that I was hit with a bag. I looked up in time to see Phil stepping into the car and Doug complaining about the leather.

Phil cut him off short "Would you just shut up and drive before one these nerds ask me another question."

Doug started the car "Animal."

Phil looked forward at Alan and asked "Who's this?"

I gave him a look "That's Alan, Tracy's brother."

Alan turned around "I met you like four times."

Phil nodded "Oh yeah. How are you doing, man?"

Alan turned back around as Doug was pulling out "Good."

Phil then turned his sights on me "Hey 'roe. Looking fine as ever."

I rolled my eyes "Hello Phil."

Phil put his hand on my leg "I'm glad you're coming with us tonight."

I pushed his hand off "Yeah well just keep your hands to yourself ok?"

Phil just smirked. The rest of the ride to Stu's I had to repeatedly push Phil's hand away.

Doug finally pulled up to Stu's house and turned around "One of you go get him."

Stu lives with his crazy psycho bitch girlfriend of 3 years Melissa. No one knows why he stays with her and none of want to deal with her.

Phil smirked "I got this."

He then turned his body towards the house and cupped his hands over his mouth "PAGING DR. FAGGOT. DR. FAGGOT."

The rest of us started laughing and Stu came out of the house looking like a wounded puppy. He opened the trunk to put his bag in and I handed him Phil's bag too.

He got in the seat next to me and looked at Phil "Thanks a lot Phil. I was just telling her how mature you guys were and then you go and do something like that."

I rubbed Stu's arm "Awe Stewey you know it was funny."

He just shook his head and sat back as Doug started driving towards Vegas.

I leaned back against Stu and put my feet in Phil's lap to get comfortable "Ok road trips make me nauseous so I'm going to take a nap. Wake me when we stop."

Phil started rubbing my calves and I didn't stop him this time 'cause it felt good.

Next thing I know the car is swerving and Alan is laughing while Stu was yelling at him. I looked over at Phil and saw him chuckling. Once I realized that Alan had purposely let Doug try to get over when an 18 wheeler was right there I sighed and made Alan look at me.

"Alan that wasn't smart. That could have killed us."

He stopped laughing "I'm sorry Monroe."

I patted his shoulder "It's Ok buddy."

Knowing I couldn't sleep in the car anymore I pulled out my book and read until we finally stopped at a gas station. We all got out of the car and I immediately ran to the bathroom. When I walked out Phil and Doug were standing in line as the register. I went and grabbed a couple of Carramellos and walked up to them the same time Stu did.

He set his water on the counter and I put my candy with it. Phil pulled me up in front of him by the counter and I gave him a dirty look. Doug turned and looked at Stu.

"All good with Melissa?"

Stu nodded and held his phone up "Oh yeah. I told her we're 2 hours outside of wine country and she bought it."

Phil turned around to face him "Don't you think it's strange that you've been in a relationship for 3 years and you still have to lie about going to Vegas?"

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

Phil looked back at me and then back to Stu "Oh so you can't go to Vegas but she can fuck a bellhop on a Carnival Cruise Line?"

Stu looked at me for help and I shrugged my shoulder "He has a point man."

He looked back at Phil "Okay, first of all, he was a bartender. And she was wasted. And if you must know, he didn't even cum inside her."

Phil raised his eye brows "And you believe that." And turned around.

"Uh yeah I do, because she's grossed out by semen."

I snorted at this "No woman is grossed out by a guy cumming in her, swallowing maybe but not that. I will tell you as a nurse that biologically semen in the vagina induce a small orgasm. So she's a liar."

The cashier cleared her throat "That'll be 32.50."

Phil looked at Stu "It's 32.50 you gonna pay for it?"

He then grabbed our stuff and pulled me out of the gas station.

"So you like semen huh?"

I pulled my hand away from him "Not yours' " and walked away.

After we all got back in the car and on the freeway Alan started reading his black jack book again.

"It says here we should work in teams. Who wants to be my spotter?"

Doug shook his head "I don't think you should be doing too much gambling tonight Alan."

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

Stu looked at him "It's also illegal."

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

Phil looked at us "I'm pretty sure that's illegal too."

"Yeah maybe now after 9/11 where everybody got so sensitive. Thanks a lot Bin Laden."

I just shook my head.

Doug looked over at him "Either way you gotta be super smart to count cards, buddy, okay?"

"Oh really."

"It's not easy."

"Ok well maybe we should tell that to rain man because he practically bankrupted a casino and he was a ruh-tard."

We all chuckled "What?"

"He was a ruh-tard."

Doug shook his head "Retard."

I just shook my head and let Phil pull me against him finally fulfilling my plan of taking a nap.

When I woke up were in Vegas and Doug was pulling up to Caesars Palace. He parked at valet and we got out. Phil was nice for once and grabbed my bag out of the trunk for me.

"Thanks Phil."

He just shrugged "I'm not always an ass."

We were walking up towards the doors when we passed two women checking Phil out and was checking them out in return.

"Here we go."

I shook my head "No, you're always an ass."

He looked at me "You know they have nothing on you Monroe."

We walked inside and up to the receptionist's desk where a pretty brunette was working.

"Hi welcome to Caesars."

Stu smiled at her "Hello."

"Checking in?"

"Yeah we have a reservation under Dr. Price."

Both Phil and I snorted at the "Doctor".

"Okay let me look that up for you."

Phil looked at him "Dr. Price? Stu, you're a dentist okay. Don't try and get fancy."

Stu looked at the girl whose name tag read Lisa "It's not fancy if it's true."

Phil looked at Lisa "He's a dentist. Don't get too excited. And, uh, if someone has a heart attack, you should still call 911."

Lisa just looked at Phil "We'll be sure to do that."

Alan came up next Phil "Can I ask you a question? Do you know if the hotel's pager-friendly?"

Poor Lisa looked at him confused "What do you mean?"

"I'm not getting a sig on my beeper."

"I'm not sure."

"Is there a payphone bank? Bunch of payphones? Business."

"Um, there's a phone in your room."

Alan nodded "That'll work."

Lisa looked back down at her computer "So I have you in a two bedroom suite on the 12th floor, is that okay?"

Doug nodded "It sounds perfect."

Phil leaned forward "Actually I was wondering if you had any villas available."

Stu looked at him "Phil we're not even going to be in the room."

Doug nodded "It's unnecessary."

Stu shook his head "It's no big deal we can share beds. It's one night."

Alan leaned on the counter "If we're sharing beds I'm bunking with Phil."

Then he looked up at Phil "You good with that?"

Phil shook his head "No. I'm not good with that. Guys we are not sharing beds. What are we 12 years old? Lisa, I apologize. How much is the villa?"

She looked at her computer "Well we have one villa available and it's 4200 for the night."

Alan looked at her "Is it awesome?"

She nodded "It's pretty awesome."

Phil looked at Stu "We'll take it. Give her your credit card."

Stu looked uncomfortable "I can't give her my credit card."

Doug reached for his pocket "We'll split it."

Phil looked at him "Are you crazy? No, this is on us."

Stu looked at Phil "You don't get it. Melissa checks my statements."

Lisa, obviously trying to get rid of us the poor girl, spoke up "We just need the credit card on file. We won't charge you anything until you check out, so you can figure it out then."

Phil nodded "Perfect, thank you Lisa. We'll deal with it tomorrow. Come on."

Stu reluctantly got out his credit card "Fine."

Alan looked at Lisa "Can I ask you another question?"

"Sure."

"You probably get this a lot. This isn't the real Caesars palace is it?"

Lisa looked confused "What do you mean?"

"Did uh did Caesar live here?"

"Um no."

Alan nodded "I didn't think so."

I just looked at Phil "Now you know why Tracy made me come."

He just chuckled.

After we got out key we headed up to the room. And when Stu opened the door, I was impressed. I was looking around and I could hear the guys expressing how awesome the room was.

I looked at them "Well I'm going to get in the shower."

I headed down the hall and picked a room and hopped in the shower. When I got out and walked into the room I saw Phil in there getting dressed.

"Phil!"

"What? There's only four bedrooms."

I sighed and grabbed my things to get ready in the bathroom. When I came out Phil's eyes widened.

"And you won't be with me because?"

"Because I feel like ever since I hit puberty all you've wanted was in my pants."

Phil got really close to me "What if all I've ever wanted was more than just in your pants?"

I shook my head and pulled away from him "We are not having this discussion now, come on."

The two of us walked out to the living room and only saw Doug.

I pursed my lips so Stu isn't ready yet?"

Doug shook his head "Nope."

"Well let's go get him."

We walked into his room to find Stu in his white boxer briefs and on the phone with Melissa. Phil laid on the bed while Doug and I sat in the chairs in the room.

"We uh met the proprietor. What's his name? Um Caesar. Palache. Yeah, like the salad. Okay well listen I gotta go because we're gonna hit this wine tasting. Wait, wait. I love you. Okay. Bye." Stu hung up.

Phil shook his head "I'm not even going to say anything, it's so embarrassing."

Stu started getting dressed "Where's Alan?"

Doug sat up "He uh he went downstairs. He said he had to grab a few things."

"Good because I have something to show you."

Stu did this little flexing dance that made me laugh then grabbed a jewelry box of the table and opened it for us.

Doug got out of his chair "Uh-Oh."

Phil glared at it "What the hell is that?"

Stu handed the ring to me "What do you think?"

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

Stu smiled at us "I'm going to purpose to Melissa at your wedding. After the ceremony."

Doug smiled "Stewey congratulations."

"Thank you Doug."

I looked up from the ring "It's a beautiful ring Stewey, I just don't think you should give it to Melissa."

Stu gave me a look "It's my grandmother's. She made it all the way through the Holocaust with that thing. It's legit."

Phil shook his head "Wait have you not listened to anything I have ever said?"

Stu looked at him "Phil, we've been dating for 3 years. It's time. This is how it works."

"A, that is bullshit. And B, she is a complete bitch."

Doug tapped his foot "Hey, that's his fiancée."

"What? It's true. You know it's true. She beats him."

Phil straightened up "That was twice, and I was out of line. She's strong willed. And I respect that."

"Wow. Wow. He's in denial. Not to mention, she fucked a sailor."

Doug smiled at Phil "Hey, he wasn't a sailor. He was a bartender on a cruise ship. You know that."

Stu looked at us "Guys I'm standing right here so you know that I can hear everything your saying."

I shook my head "But your obviously not listening if you still want marry her."

Just then Alan walked into the room "Hey, guys. You ready to let the dogs out?"

"What?"

"Do What?"

"Let the dogs out. You know." Alan then started singing the song while shuffling his feet.

Phil looked at us "Who brought this guy?"

Doug looked at Alan "Yes Alan we are ready to let the dogs out." He then turned to Stu "Hey congrats."

"Thank you."

Once Stu was ready we all headed toward the elevator. While we were waiting for it Phil looked at Alan and his man purse.

"You're not really wearing that are you?"

"Wearing what?"

"The man purse. You're actually gonna wear that or are you guys just fucking with me?"

"It's where I keep all my things. I get a lot of compliments on this. Plus it's not a man purse. It's called a satchel. Indiana Jones wears one."

"So does Joy Behar."

I scoffed "I hate her. She's so opinionated. She's the reason I don't watch The View. Well her and Elizabeth."

Just then the elevator doors opened and this creepy looking guy was standing up from his slut's crotch "We're going up guys."

Phil just looked at him and pulled me close to him "Yeah that's perfect."

Doug looked at Phil when we were in "We're going up?"

Apparently Phil was taking us to the roof. Stu looked at the door and started complaining about how we weren't allowed up here and Phil told him to shut up. Phil told us to go up the ladder.

I looked at Doug "We are going up last because I know you won't look up my dress and I want you behind me in case I slip."

He nodded and we all went up the ladder. Once we were all up we noticed how great the view was. Alan walked over to us with a bottle of Jager and some shot glasses.

Doug looked at them "Uh-Oh. A little Jagermiester. Good idea."

Alan handed out the shot glasses.

Stu took his and said "This good. I'd like to make a toast. To Doug and Tracy. May tonight be but a minor speed bump in an otherwise very long and healthy marriage."

We all cheered to that with our now full shot glasses and took our shots.

Phil cleared his throat "Alright I would like to talk about something. I want to-"

Alan cut him off "I'd like to- I'd like to say something that I prepared tonight." Alan then pulled this paper out and started reading off of it "Hello. How about that ride in? I guess that's why they call it Sin City. 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 my sister brought Doug and Monroe home, I knew they were one of my own. And my wolf pack, it grew by two. So there were three of us in the wolf pack. I was alone first in the pack, and then Doug and Monroe joined in later. And six months ago When Doug 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. Five of us wolves running around the desert together in Las Vegas looking for strippers and cocaine. So tonight…" Alan opened a pocket knife "I make a toast."

Alan started cutting his hand and the rest of us freaked out. Alan looked at us "Blood brothers"

Alan tried to hand the knife off but Doug stopped him.

"Alan, we're not gonna cut ourselves. Give me the knife."

Alan handed Doug the knife and I grabbed his cut hand to examine it. He was fine the wound wasn't to deep.

Phil looked at me "Is he alright? Is he okay?"

I nodded "Yeah he shouldn't need stitches."

Alan started sucking on hand.

"Alright good cause I need everybody to focus. I wanna take a moment, I wanna talk about something. I wanna talk about memory. No better yet I wanna talk about selective memory. You see whatever happens here tonight may as well never have happened at all because this circle is as far as it's ever gonna go. In other words, forget everything." Doug started chuckling "Doug I'm serious I've got a bitch ex-wife and a kid. Okay good or bad we don't remember, so we got nothing to talk about. Nothing guys. Nothing. Deal?" We all nodded "Perfect. Alan, come here buddy." Phil filled our glasses again "Alright to a night we'll never remember but the five of us will never forget." We all lifted our glasses and then took our shot.