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PostSubject: Waking Up in Vegas   Fri Jan 01, 2010 9:32 pm

Preface

Urs Buhler woke up with the worst headache of his life. He hadn’t opened his eyes, but he could already tell. He felt the sun on his face from the window. He thought about how long he could lay in silence before he would be forced to move and cause his head to throb even more.

Going out drinking after the concert in Las Vegas was a terrible idea and he had known that beforehand. Now he didn’t even have the memories of the night before to atone for the decision. He tried to think of anything from the night before, anything, but nothing came through the pain in his head.

Urs finally decided to open his eyes and check the clock. He cracked open his eyes and the pain did indeed surge through him. His next effort, to roll over, took longer still. Eventually he began to roll to his left, but realized he’d run into something. He opened his eyes and saw the something was someone! Some memories of the night before began to come into focus as he sat up. He realized there was woman in bed next to him!
This was a bad mistake. He’d hooked up with a woman in Las Vegas. He thought of all the warnings he’d already received from Simon on this tour. This could mean major trouble.

He leaned over the mystery woman and saw she seemed to be peacefully sleeping. He didn’t want to wake and scare her.

He moved to get out of bed and noticed a silver band on the woman’s ring finger. His stomach lurched at the sight of it. Not only had he hooked up in Vegas, he’d hooked up with a married woman!

‘There’s no way this could get worse,’ he thought bringing his hands up to run through his hair. His hand felt different against his face; his eyes widened as he examined his hands at arm’s length. His fears were realized and he collapsed back down on the bed because on his left hand was a matching silver wedding band.


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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Fri Jan 01, 2010 10:42 pm

Welcome Lynnea and I hope you wil post more stories here....


For the chapter I have one thing to say OH CRAP!!!!!!!

More soon.....

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sun Jan 03, 2010 12:14 am

My first post on this new site in 2010..... and what a great place to start.

Please hurry back with more info..... Like Laura said.... OH CRAP!!!!! Shocked

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sun Jan 03, 2010 1:43 am

Thanks for reading Laura!

And Rosemary-it's lovely to meet you Smile I hope that you will stick around for the story. I'm pretty proud of it.

Stay tuned for more on Monday!
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:17 am

Hi Lynnea!

The start of your story is very gripping!! I can't wait to read more!!!
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sun Jan 03, 2010 12:56 pm

Shocked

I have to agree with the others...OH CRAP!

Can't wait to read more

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Mon Jan 04, 2010 12:35 am

Hey ladies, here's chapter one! Please enjoy!
Starting tomorrow I'll get on a schedule of posting Monday, Wednesday, and Friday Wink
Please keep letting me know what you think.




Chapter One ~ the Previous Day…….

“Il Divo flew in early this morning to thousands of screaming fans. Their show tonight was sold out in record time. Tomorrow morning we’ll have two of the Divos themselves to discuss their ride to fame. Join us tomorrow for “Good Morning Las Vegas! I’m Jenny Cather.”

Urs Buhler turned off the TV in his hotel room and turned to fellow singer, David Miller.

“Let’s go! We’ll hit the Caesar or something.”

“I can’t. I’ve got that interview tomorrow with Carlos. You shouldn’t go out either. Last time we were on the phone with police reporting a missing person when you finally walked in the door.” David reminded.

“That won’t happen again, I promise. Just come out for a few hours. We’ll get back before you turn into a pumpkin.”

“Go ask Seb or Carlos, maybe one of them will go with you,” David said grabbing a newspaper and closing the conversation.

Urs rolled his eyes at his American friend and went to find someone to party with. At Carlos’s suite, Carlos’ girlfriend, Cyd, came to the door in a silk robe and Urs didn’t bother asking them to come out. He knew they’d be busy all night. Seb did agree to come out and he and Urs went to a dance club on the strip. Urs kept his eyes open for a beautiful girl to spend the evening with.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Lynnea Frederick, Sarah Noltan, Jessica Larson, and Brittni Kelly all sat around a Texas Hold’em table in the card room of the Venetian Casino. Sarah, Jessica, and Brittni were already out but waited, cheering on Lynnea. She and the mysterious man she was playing with were all in. Lynnea felt very confident in her cards. The mysterious man laid first.

“Full house,” he growled.

Lynnea gasped and looked worried, but then laughed.

“Royal straight,” she said proudly laying out her Ace and King of spades to go with the queen, jack, and ten on the table. She pulled the chips in to her as her friends cheered.

“Looks like I’m buying tonight girls!”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Urs and Sebastien sat at a VIP bar on the strip. Seb had only one drink, but Urs was already seeing double. He looked up when four young women sat at a table by them.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Lynnea and her friends got table at a dance club. Lynnea was the obvious leader of the group with a confident air and blonde curls. Brittni sat next to her. Brittni was very tall with dark, dark hair; she was voice of reason in the group. Next was Sarah, the party girl with a reddish bob. Last was Jessica with straight brown hair. Lynnea ordered a round of drinks for her friends.

“Wow Lynnea, you really are celebrating!” said Jessica.

Lynnea laughed and suddenly turned serious, “What’s not to celebrate? I’ve recently become single and acquired a great fortune!” Jessica and Sarah laughed at her fake English accent and grandeur.

“Well, don’t get carried away,” said sensible Brittni.

“Don’t worry, Brittni, I’ll be fine. One night’s adventures can’t hurt me.”

“Let’s drink to that!” cried Sarah. The girls raised their glasses then downed the liquid.

Lynnea looked to her right and realized a man at the bar with dark hair and a chiseled jaw was looking at her.
She tried not to blush, but found herself looking back. Lynnea’s blue eyes locked into his grey ones and she gave him a smile. Lynnea ordered more drinks knowing she’s feel braver one she loosened up.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

A few drinks later Lynnea did feel looser. She and her friends had taken to the dance floor. They’d just danced as a group, but Lynnea kept an eye on the long haired man from earlier. She hoped he’d come join her soon. The man who had been sitting by him had started dancing and was nearing the group of girls.

Lynnea noticed her friend Brittni was staring at the guy so Lynnea shimmied over and hip-bumped Brittni into him. The man seemed glad she’d run into him and he asked her to dance. She agreed, blushing furiously.
Lynnea laughed out loud and turned to try to catch the eye of her mysterious man, but he was gone. Her dancing slowed for a moment, and then she felt two hands on her hips.

“Looking for me?” Lynnea heard the man’s voice in her ear. She was surprised to hear he had a slight European accent; it made her want him even more. She leaned back closer to him and laid her head back against his chest.

“I was waiting for you,” she whispered back.

They danced in unison, hips swaying, her back pressed into his chest. Lynnea felt his muscles contract as he moved. After a few songs Urs pulled Lynnea over to the bar and ordered more drinks for them. Lynnea could tell she was already the drunkest she’d ever been, but she happily accepted the drinks.

“I’m Lynnea,” she said coyly.

“Urs,” was his only reply.

She pulled him back to the dance floor, this time draping her arms around his neck.

“What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?”

“Exactly.”

Lynnea waved off her friends who were ready to go saying she’d get a cab back in a little while.

Lynnea was past all inhibition. With her friends gone and a gorgeous man in front of her, she danced as seductively as she could. She shook her hair and ran her fingers down his back. Urs was extremely turned on and when he finally couldn’t resist any longer he placed his mouth at her cheek. His lips moved down and around her neck, then finally to her lips.

Lynnea tightened her arms around his neck and kissed him back as deeply as she could. They’d stopped dancing and just stood at one side of the dance floor, arms and tongues entwined.

After a quarter of an hour of making out, Urs called up his limo and turned to Lynnea.

“Your room or mine?”

Lynnea laughed. The sober Lynnea would never have gone this far with a complete stranger. Although she was terribly drunk, she didn’t give in at this.

“We can’t do that!”

“Why not?”

“We’re not married!” she put her hands on his hips, her face just an inch from his. “We could go get married then we could do whatever we want.” She placed her lips on his to convince him.

“Yeah,” he groaned against her mouth as she slid a hand under his jacket. “Let’s get married.”
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Mon Jan 04, 2010 1:06 am

OK I repeat Myself here OH CRAP!!!!!

More Lynnea

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Wed Jan 06, 2010 2:07 am

Ladies's!
I am so sorry! The story has just started and I already missed a posting day. A thousand apologies!
Thank you all so very much for the wonderful feedback and I'm so glad that you like it! It was so much fun to write!


Chapter 2 Back to the Next Morning

Lynnea was having a beautiful dream, all hills and sun and blue sky. She could almost tell it was just dream, and she was content to stay that way. She was, however, rudely awakened by a thud next to her on her bed. Her eyes shot open and the light flooded her brain sending pain throughout her head and body.

Her hand flew to her head and she tried to sit up. She propped herself up on one arm and let out a yelp. There in bed with her was a man! He had his hands over his face and groaned as she screamed again realizing she was completely nude. She quickly pulled the covers up around her.

“Who are you!?!?!?!” she shrieked.

“Do you have to be so loud?” he grumbled.

“I don’t think my volume is the problem right now.”

“Yes. Yes it is. I am trying to figure out what has happened and your screaming is doing nothing to help that.” He brought his hands away from his face and sat up. Lynnea’s eyes got even wider when she saw the dark curls and the grey almond eyes.

“Oh my! You-you’re from that group, Divo something! Right?” she gasped.

“Il Divo.”

“You’re like…famous?”

“Yeah, I’m Urs Buhler, there; you know who you’re married to.”

“What! Married?”

Lynnea’s hand flew up and she gaped at the silver ring on her finger. The bed sheets slipped down, exposing her to her stranger-husband. She yanked the covers back up then turned scarlet realizing Urs had seen.

“I’m sure I saw a lot more than that last night,” Urs said sitting up. “Not that I can remember any of it.”

“Exactly, so you don’t need a free show now.” Lynnea started to look around the room that was not her own hotel room.

“So you don’t remember how we got here either?”

“Not at all,” she answered. “The last thing I remember is pushing Brittni into the hot French guy at the club.”

“Sebastien,” Urs commented. “I can’t even remember that much.”

They sat in silence for a long moment. Finally Urs spoke, “Who are you by the way?”

“Lynnea Frederick…or Lynnea Buhler today I guess.”

“Nice to meet you,” he nodded to her.

“Um, what do we do now?” she asked.

“I have no idea.”

“Well maybe we should start by getting out of bed.”

“Right, you can shower and I’ll make some coffee. It’ll help with the headache, and then we’ll decide what to do.”

“Okay, you get out first,” Lynnea said.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not wearing pants!”

She turned to him and gawked, “Like you said, I probably saw all of it and more last night.”

“Fine, just close your eyes.”

Lynnea covered her eyes and Urs got out of bed holding a pillow around him. He found his boxers behind a chair in the adjoining room.

‘We must have had a real fun time last night,’ he thought. ‘It really is a shame I can’t remember it.’

He walked back to the bedroom and Lynnea opened her eyes. She tried not to stare at Urs’ chest as he walked through the room, but she couldn’t help but notice how toned and attractive he was. He brought her his shirt and she thanked him and put it on before getting out bed herself.

“Did you see my clothes in there?” Lynnea asked heading to the sitting room while holding the shirt down around her thighs.

“No. I didn’t see any of your clothing, but, um….here’s something,” he tossed her a purple bra.

“Okay, so where are my clothes?”

Urs looked uncomfortable but said, “I have a feeling they never made it to the room.”

“Oh my goodness,” Lynnea groaned. “I’ll just shower.”

She went to shower and Urs started the coffee pot; he also put a call into his lawyer. He left a vague message with the receptionist, not wanting any of this situation to leak out. Ten minutes later there was a knock at the door. Urs went to the door and David was there.

“Urs! You are here and you don’t seem too worse for the wear this morning. Nice job. Did you catch the interview this morning?”

“Sorry David, I woke up just ten minutes ago.” He tried to sound happy and hid the pain that was still throbbing through his head. David came into the room.

“What time did you get in last night Urs?” David eyed the disheveled room suspiciously.

“Not too late, but I couldn’t get to sleep,” he lied. David poured himself a cup of coffee and Urs eyed one of Lynnea’s red high heels. He grabbed it as David turned around again.

“Do I hear your shower running?”

“Uh, yeah. I was going to step in when you showed up at the door.”

“Oh, well don’t let me stop you. Go ahead. Do you mind if I sit in here and watch TV?”

“Are you sure you want to stay in here? What’s Sebastien up to?” Urs was getting very nervous having David in the room.

“He’s fine; I already talked to him today. You really shouldn’t let the water run like that.”

“It’s just getting good and hot,” Urs tried to explain. He fumbled with Lynnea’s shoe and it dropped to the floor.

“Is that a red stiletto?” David asked standing again. Urs kicked the shoe under the bed.

“I’m going to shower now.”

“Urs, what’s going on? The water just turned itself off. Is there someone else here? Did you bring a girl here?”

“No David, of course not.”

David started walking towards the bathroom and Urs ran in front of him.

“Look, I can explain.”

Urs didn’t have the chance to explain because the bathroom door opened and Lynnea walked out in just a towel, her wet hair hanging around her shoulders. She stopped abruptly when she saw David.

David looked at Lynnea, but spoke to Urs.

“Start explaining.”



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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Wed Jan 06, 2010 2:51 am

Sounds like Urs is ready for a Divorce already ?

Why would he care if David and the other guys find out?

I think they should try marriage first now that they are, we already know they are attracked to each other so what is the harm to see if it can lead to more?


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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Wed Jan 06, 2010 8:03 pm

Oh boy!
Well, why not give it a chance.....who knows...it might not be so bad after all.

I would like someone to push me into a hot french guy...if it's Séb of course Laughing

Looking forward to reading more.

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Wed Jan 06, 2010 10:59 pm

I don't drink....but if waking up next to Urs Buhler is what comes with a hangover than I am going to start!!!! :twisted: :twisted:

I wonder how Urs is going to explain Lynnea to David!

Great chapters can't wait for more!!!
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Thu Jan 07, 2010 1:54 am

Okay ladies, I suppose I should have given some sort of disclaimer. This story will end happily but there will be some bumps along the road. Please bear with me!
Love, Lynnea




Chapter 3

Lynnea was in the shower trying to imagine away the insane scenario she was in. She closed her eyes and thought hard then opened them, but the silver wedding band was still on her finger no matter how many times she tried to imagine it away.

‘What will my friends think?’ she wondered. She wondered if they knew she was married or if they had no idea where she was.

Lynnea also spent time scolding herself for this awful mistake. How could she have let herself get so drunk and so out of control? Her mind wandered then to the dark haired man she’d woken up next to. She had seen him before, but she hadn’t realized how gorgeous he was. ‘I wish I could remember my night with him! I’ll bet it was good.’

Lynnea stood under the hot water longer that needed because she didn’t want to go back to the reality of her marriage. Finally she turned off the water and toweled off. She sighed again remembering that she had no clothes. She’d have to borrow some from Urs. She wrapped the towel around her tightly and opened the door. She was greeted with the sight of not only Urs but also a very tall man with spiked blonde hair.

She clung to her towel even more and swallowed hard. The tall man looked at her then said to Urs, “Start explaining.”

Urs looked uncomfortable and stuttered before saying, “This is Lynnea. We seem to have met last night.”
David took a deep breath then went on.

“Urs! How could you have done this after all the warnings you’ve had? This is your biggest mess yet! No offense.” He added to Lynnea.

“None taken,” she said nodding in her daze.

“You’ve got to take care of this Urs! Now!” David shouted.

“David, I’m afraid it gets worse.”

“What do you mean?”

“I think Lynnea and I are married.” He admitted slowly.

David looked confused and opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. Lynnea offered her hand to show him the ring on it.

“Urs, you truly are the master of disaster.”

“David, I- we don’t know what to do.”

“Have you talked to Simon?”

“No! I’m not talking to him!”

“You’re right. I am, but you are going to meet with him eventually about this.”

“Simon?” Lynnea chimed in from her place in the bathroom doorway. “We’re going to meet Simon Cowell?”

“Yes,” David answered.

“Um, could I borrow some clothes first?”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Simon Cowell was having a relaxing day at his summer home in England. He was packing his bags to go to the states for American Idol auditions when his peaceful afternoon was interrupted. He looked at the caller ID on his cell phone and was unnerved that he was receiving yet another call from a member of his super group: Il Divo.

“Hello David,” he answered. “What’s wrong now? ...Please tell me this isn’t about Urs again. I gave him a very clear warning…he brought a girl back? That can be handled-what? Urs did what? Married!?”

Simon nearly threw the phone down.

“Tell him he’s not allowed out of the hotel. I’m coming there!”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Lynnea knocked on the hotel room door of the room she was supposed to be sharing with her three friends. She hoped they weren’t too freaked out at her absence. She stood at the door in a t-shirt and shorts that belonged to Urs; she carried her red stilettos with her. Urs apparently liked his t-shirts tight because it fit Lynnea well. Jessica came to the door.

“She’s here girls!” Jessica yelled back. “Where have you been?”

“We were just about to file a missing person report,” Sarah laughed, obviously joking and oblivious to the situation Lynnea was in.

“Are those your clothes?” Brittni asked with a puzzled look.

“Wait, were you really out all night?” Sarah asked. “We actually just assumed you came in late and left early this morning.”

Lynnea didn’t know what to say. She sat on the edge of the bed. Brittni sat next to her.

“Are you okay? What happened?”

“Were you with the guy you danced with at the club?” Jessica asked.

“Yeah, I was with him.” Lynnea finally answered.

“All night!?” Sarah exclaimed.

“Yeah…”

“Oh my goodness! Lynnea, did you…sleep with him?” asked Brittni.

“Yes!” Lynnea admitted putting her hands over her face and falling back on the bed. “But I can’t remember any of it! Ugh! I lost my virginity and I don’t even know what happened!”

Brittni hugged Lynnea and the other two girls ran over to join them as well.

“Who was he, Lynnea?” Sarah asked.

Lynnea cringed as she spoke. “Urs Buhler.”

Jessica gasped, recognizing the name.

“Wow, I don’t think this could get any crazier.”

Lynnea groaned and tears came to her eyes as the gravity of the situation finally hit her. “I’m afraid you’re wrong. Urs and I are married! We got married while we were drunk last night!”

The other girls sat in silence and Lynnea pulled the ring from her pocket.

Sarah spoke next, “What are you going to do?”

“We’re meeting with Simon Cowell this afternoon,” Lynnea said through the tears. “I guess we’ll have it annulled like it never happened.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Simon sat in a conference room in Las Vegas waiting for half of Il Divo and the new wife of Urs Buhler to appear for a legal meeting. He had a publicist and a law team coming as well. He wondered how much impact this could have on Il Divo’s fan base if it leaked out.

At four o’ clock the phone buzzed and three people came into the room. Simon shook David’s hand and glared at Urs. He was surprised to see the young woman who walked in. He didn’t know what he’d expected, but this girl was very young and seemed innocent and overwhelmed. She took the chair closest to the door.
Urs tried to speak but Simon glared again. “Sit,” he commanded.

“Urs, you received three warnings from your tour manager and a personal phone call from me yet you come in here today with a wife. Do you realize how this could affect your career and the careers of men that you call friends?

“Yes sir.”

“I have my three best publicists tracking this for any possible leaks. Those extra hours will be coming out of your pay cut Urs.”

“Yes sir.”

Simon pressed a button on the phone and asked the lawyers to come in.

“Now, I assume you two have discussed your options.”

“Yes.” Urs answered and Lynnea nodded.

“Have you already made a decision?”

Urs answered for them, “Since we were both intoxicated, we can qualify for an annulment.”

“Is that what you both want?”

Simon saw the young woman look at Urs and he thought he saw a tinge of hurt when Urs said he wanted an annulment. She turned to Simon and said she agreed. The lawyers entered and Simon instructed them to start drawing up annulment papers.

Lynnea was feeling sick and asked for a moment to get some water. She escaped to the hallway and Simon followed her out.

“Are you all right darling?”

She turned to him with tears in her eyes again. “I will be I think.”

“I’m sorry this has happened to you.”

“I can’t believe it all happened,” she admitted to him. “I wish I could do last night over again.”

“Well, soon the law will say none of it ever happened.”

“But I’ll know.”
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Thu Jan 07, 2010 8:43 am

And URS will know too and I hope he thinks about what he might be giving up by this stupid act of Divorce..In the states they have slept together they have to divorce it is a real marriage....

Sorry I hope they come to their senses and stay together...


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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Thu Jan 07, 2010 3:14 pm

Even if they do get an annulment or divorce I think that their relationship is just getting started! Wink

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Thu Jan 07, 2010 5:21 pm

Oh heck! Urs has got himself in deep crap!! I think he should hold fire on the annulment, maybe this relationship can work even though they've started off on the wrong foot.
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sat Jan 09, 2010 2:08 am

Okay ladies! Cover your heads because here comes the BOMB!!!



Chapter 4

“Pink centerpieces or lilac centerpieces? Lynnea, what do you think?” the young bride to be asked her wedding planner. “Lynnea? Lynnea!”

“Oh gosh! I’m sorry, did I do it again?” Lynnea asked coming out of a daze.

“Yeah, that’s the third time today. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, Monica, I’m fine. I’m just crazy tired.” Lynnea lied to keep moving, Lynnea wasn’t just tired, she ached all over and was always nauseous.

She thought the flu was getting her down, but she couldn’t lose this client. Lynnea was one of St. Paul’s best wedding planners and making Monica DuPree’s wedding perfect would sky-rocket Lynnea to number one. She forced herself to focus and do what she did best.

“I don’t think the pink or lilac is the best representation of you. Did you see the cerulean ones down here?” Lynnea picked up the bright blue dish.

“Oh! That’s perfect!” Monica agreed. “Lynnea you have such an eye for these things and you know exactly what I want! My wedding day will be a day that’s impossible to forget.”

The statement pushed Lynnea back into her thoughts. Since returning from Las Vegas almost two months ago Lynnea hadn’t spoken of what happened at all. Brittni had tried to get her to talk about it claiming that ignoring it was unhealthy, but Lynnea wouldn’t listen. Now her job as a wedding planner constantly mocked her. She helped young women plan the most important day of their lives: a day they would never forget.

“Lynnea! You’re doing it again!”

Monica DuPree stood with her arms crossed staring at Lynnea.

“Oh! I’m so sorry! I will have these ordered right away. That’s all that you need to do today. Your final dress fitting is tomorrow at 10.” Lynnea quickly gathered her things, made the order and left.

She got back to her apartment and saw that Brittni, her roommate was already for her work as a translator for Spanish speaking immigrants. Lynnea picked up her mail and groaned to see the new edition of Modern Bride and all the mail centered on weddings. She decided to not look at all the mail now. She went to lie down on the couch. Brittni came in carrying a small box and stack of papers.

“Lynnea, are you feeling okay?”

“No, I feel awful.”

“What do you think it is?”

“It must be the flu or something.”

“Do you think you should go see a doctor?”

“No. I don’t’ have time. Monica DuPree’s wedding is a week from tomorrow and I’m already behind.”

“I think you should see a doctor. Maybe it’s something…more than the flu,” Brittni said hesitantly.

Lynnea opened her eyes and looked at her friend, “Like what?”

“I don’t know….”

“I think it’s just a bug,” Lynnea said closing her eyes again and shifting to find a comfortable spot that would never be found. Brittni still stood by her.

“Well, are you feeling extremely tired and nauseous?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you have more headaches?”

“…yeah.”

“And back aches?”

“My back kills!”

“And are your breasts tender?”

Lynnea opened her eyes and sat up. “What are you getting at?”

Brittni didn’t answer, but she handed Lynnea the box she was carrying. It was a home pregnancy test.

“There is no way I’m taking that.”

“Lynnea, it’s a possibility. You have to admit to what happened and to the possible consequences.”

“No! I’m not pregnant! I have the flu, that’s it!”

“At least take the test and make sure.”

“No. I’m already sure because that’s not possible.” Lynnea stood and walked out of the living room. Brittni followed and put the homes test on the table.

“It’s here when you change your mind.” She left Lynnea looking at the test.

‘When I change my mind?’ Lynnea thought to herself, ‘What makes you doctor in training?’

Lynnea went to try to lie down again while the pain in her back worsened.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Saturday morning came and Lynnea woke up feeling better than had that whole week. She was thankful that her head was clear for the wedding. Monica DuPree had become harder and harder to please over the week; Lynnea didn’t know if it was Monica or her poor health.

Lynnea went through her morning the way she always did when she had a wedding. She woke up extra early and double called every service that would be used that day. Then she showered and pulled her hair back to a low bun. Afterward she slipped into her “wedding uniform.” She always wore the same pink vintage dress and white ruffled cardigan; she had for three years since getting her first upscale wedding and would until it or she fell apart. Lynnea pulled up the zipper; it surprisingly caught around her chest.

The dress had never caught before. Lynnea had been the same size since college. She tried and tried to get the zipper up, dumbfounded that she’d gained weight in the two weeks since Natasha Weaver’s wedding, especially because she’d been feeling so ill. She finally gave up and yelled to Brittni. The two of them managed to get the zipper up but it was incredibly tight. Lynnea couldn’t risk ripping her dress on a day as important as today, so she changed into something looser.

Lynnea felt out of her element as Brittni and she drove to the wedding sight. Brittni came along as a personal assistant to Lynnea’s biggest weddings. They arrived before any of the wedding party and started getting things ready.

At noon Monica DuPree and her eight bridesmaids arrived with freshly done nails and high towering hair. The acetone and hair spray reached Lynnea’ nose and she felt sick to her stomach. She made sure Monica was settled in the makeup chair before running from the room. She breathed deeply to clear her head and Brittni came to ask if she was okay. Lynnea lied that she was fine to deter the inquisition.

Lynnea avoided the bridal dressing room as much as possible and sucked in one last breath before entering to escort Monica to the back of the church. Lynnea started into her pep talk, but stopped when Monica’s perfume hit here. She closed her eyes waiting for the sick feeling to pass.

“Lynnea, what are you doing? Can you please finish this pep talk so I can go to my wedding?”

Lynnea attempted to keep going, but then her mind went black.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Lynnea woke up some time later and she had no idea where she was. She looked around but no one was there. She sat up and saw that she was hooked up to an IV; she was in the hospital. Lynnea tried to think back to how she could have gotten there. Nothing came to mind. Suddenly Brittni burst through the door.

“Oh my gosh! You’re okay! Thank God! You scared me half to death!”

“What happened? How’s—oh my! Monica! The Wedding! I’m not there!” Lynnea remembered what was going on.

“You passed out right before she went down the aisle,” Brittni told her.

“Oh no! She’ll go to the papers with this one! Everyone will know that her wedding planner passed out at the wedding!"

“Um, they probably already know. Monica said something about making you pay for ruining her wedding day.”

“What? Yes, I passed out, but you got her down the aisle. She got married, didn’t she?”

“Lynnea….you vomited on her wedding dress.”

“Oh.” Lynnea said quietly. Lynnea pictured Monica’s feathery wedding dress now covered in her stomach contents. Lynnea knew her career as a Minnesota wedding planner was over.

A doctor then came through the door. He was an older man with thinning white hair.

“Ah, Ms. Frederick, I see you’re awake. That was quite a fall you had.”

“Yeah,” Lynnea agreed quietly.

“It appears that you were just over fatigued. You’re in perfect health and so is the baby.”

“Excuse me, did you say baby?” Lynnea asked.

“Yes. I’m sorry; I assumed you knew you were carrying a child. You are about two months along.”

“It’s alright, thank you.”

“I can arrange an appointment for a pregnancy check up if you’d like.”

“Uh, yeah, that’d be great.”

“I’ll let you rest a little more, then we’ll process you and you can go home.” The doctor left and Brittni moved to sit with Lynnea.

“I didn’t want to be right,” she whispered.

Lynnea laid her head on Brittni’s shoulder and her tears finally began to fall.
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:46 pm

OK so she is pregnant and it IS URS's Child he has a right to know this info and not 10 years from NOW !!

I hope this will bring them back together....


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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:24 pm

I agree with Laura...she needs to tell Urs! Even if they don't get together he has a right to know that he is going to be a father!

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:00 am

I so agree, Urs needs to know he is going to be a father... Oh, this should make for some very interesting
chapters.... Can't wait....

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sun Jan 10, 2010 7:18 pm

Chapter 5

Urs Buhler ran down the stairs on the back side of the stage. He had approximately two minutes to change out of his beige suit and into his black tails. His dresser was slipping his jacket on and combing back his hair. Urs reached for his mic as he heard Sebastien going out into the crowd for “Amazing Grace.” He glanced back before starting up the stairs and he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Lynnea,” he whispered.

There she was his former wife of one night, someone he never expected to see again. Urs didn’t have time to think about it. He followed David on stage.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Lynnea had called Simon Cowell as she promised she would if anything unexpected happened. He immediately flew to Minneapolis to collect Lynnea and take her to Australia where the guys were touring. They agreed that news like this should be given in person.

That’s how Lynnea found herself in the post-concert briefing room at a theater in Sydney. Simon sat next to her talking on his phone. She’d been told the show would last 15 more minutes; it felt more like 15 hours.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Urs got off stage in record time after the final chords of “The Impossible Dream.” He started to turn to the room he’d seen Lynnea head into, but Sarah, the stage manager, stopped him.

“Simon says change first, and then come see him.”

“Can’t I just see him first?”

“No,” Sarah answered. Sarah was a petite girl but all the guys did what she told them.

Urs ran back to his dressing room. A million thoughts ran through his mind as he peeled off his Armani and threw on a t-shirt. ‘Did the annulment get rejected?’ was his first idea. Maybe he and Lynnea were still married and would have to get more legal help. ‘But why would they need to come all the way to Australia for that?’ He threw that idea out and another came to him.

‘Lynnea must have gone public and told some gossip magazine what happened!’ Urs’ anger began to rise as he convinced himself that had happened. Il Divo was all about romance, but not annulment scandals. Something like this could have a very negative impact on Il Divo!

Urs grabbed his shoes and ran down to the room where Lynnea sat. He entered the room prepared to be angry, but the sight of Lynnea in the corner told him right away she was innocent. She looked up hesitantly and tried to smile. She didn’t look quite the way he remembered, but he couldn’t tell what was different.
Simon spoke first, “Urs, Lynnea has come to tell you something; you may want to sit down.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Lynnea checked her watch and saw that only 10 seconds had passed since she checked the last time. The show was obviously over because Lynnea heard the thundering applause. She’d been to concerts, but she’d never heard applause like that, especially at something classical.

Lynnea’s throat clenched as Simon put his phone down and stood awaiting Urs. She knew the time was quickly approaching that she would have to tell Urs the news. She’d played the conversation over in her head at least a million times each with a different ending. Not knowing Urs at all, Lynnea had no idea how he would react to the fact that he was going to be a father. She hoped it would be a positive reaction. Lynnea hated the idea of raising a child on her own. Lynnea had always pictured her family being like the one she’d grown up in with a husband and children. She knew better than to expect that now, she just hoped he would agree to support and have some part in the child’s life.

The whole situation could go so many ways. Urs was a celebrity; what if he was one of those fathers that only showed up for Christmas and sent a card with money on birthdays, always promising bonding time, but never actually showing up?

The time had come. Simon stood as the door opened; Urs rushed in. He seemed out of breath and looked angry. Lynnea understood what a shock she must be to him. She tried to smile, but she felt like she would crumble to tears.

Simon spoke first, telling Urs to sit down.

“No. Just tell me what’s going on.”

Simon sighed at Urs’ stubbornness but gestured to Lynnea to start. She stood and began as she’d planned in her head.

“I know you never expected to see me again, but…” Lynnea stopped and looked into Urs’ face. It had absolutely no emotion. Nothing showed in his stone grey eyes.

“But something has happened that could change both our lives forever if you choose to let it.”

Lynnea stopped again to wait for a reaction. Urs’ face still showed nothing.

“Urs…I’m pregnant.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Urs…I’m pregnant.”

The words didn’t quite register with Urs when Lynnea said them. They echoed around his brain, but had no meaning. He didn’t know how to react or what to say.

“Are you sure?” was what he came up with.

“Yes, quite sure,” she answered looking away again.

“Are you sure that it’s mine?”

“You’re the only person it could possibly be. You’re the only man I’ve ever slept with,” Lynnea admitted.

Urs realized that though he couldn’t grasp the concept, Lynnea was very much aware of it. A human being was growing inside her. He did what he naturally thought to do and stepped to Lynnea and put his arms around her. She placed her head against his chest and let a few tears escape her eyes.

Urs pulled away, but left his hands on her shoulders. He looked down trying to give a comforting look.

“Okay,” was all he said.
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sun Jan 10, 2010 7:38 pm

OK !!!!!!! Shocked Shocked Shocked

What a piece of crap!!!!!! ARE YOU SURE ITS MINE? :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:

Such a Man for you have his fun and then Are you Sure its mine!!!!!! How much I would love to SLAP that mouth off of him!!!!! :evil: :evil:

Now what she deals and he has no comittments ??? Mad Mad Mad

I want them together as a family maybe if he and she try they would love each other enough to find a relationship with their baby.... Crying or Very sad

NO ABORTION!!!! Suspect Suspect


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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Sun Jan 10, 2010 11:45 pm

I think Lynnea actually stunned Urs to the point of stupidity! Laughing Laughing

But I am sure he will do the right thing for her and most especially for the baby!!! I'm glad she told him!

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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Mon Jan 11, 2010 5:56 pm

Laura,
Please settle down. He didn't say okay to be a jerk. Like Natty said, he was just stunned. Please settle down and don't take this so seriously! It's just a story, I promise!
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PostSubject: Re: Waking Up in Vegas   Mon Jan 11, 2010 5:58 pm

Here's another chapter to calm you all down. Please stop freaking out. All will be fine! I promise! Very Happy


Chapter 6
Lynnea was numb from the news she’d just given to the father of the child she was carrying. She hadn’t expected him to hold her the way he had. His arms were so strong; they made her feel as if this would all be okay. Lynnea wanted to stay there in the silence, but Simon spoke.
“You two will need to talk this over and decide what course of action you’d like to take.”
“Right,” Urs said.
“I’ve arranged that Lynnea have a room near you at your hotel. You can talk tonight or tomorrow since you have the day off, but please come to an agreement soon so I can make plans with the press correspondents,” Simon put his hand Lynnea’s shoulder, “Will you be okay to ride back with Urs?”
“Yes,” Lynnea answered.
“Urs, may I talk to you before you go?”
“Of course.”
Lynnea grabbed her coat and went out to the hallway.
Urs sighed and couldn’t look Simon in the face.
“Urs I’m not here to scold you. I want you to realize how very serious this situation is-not just for you, but more for Lynnea. She’s very young and doesn’t know what to do. Please consider everything before making your decision.”
Simon left the room and Urs escorted Lynnea to the hotel.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Urs showed Lynnea to her room and told her he would try to grasp this news and talk to her I the morning. Lynnea looked very tired; he hoped she fell asleep quickly. The stress of the news she shared and the physical change of carrying a baby showed in her young face.
Urs walked past his room and knocked on David’s door. His tall friend came to the door and welcomed him in.
“What did Simon want?” David asked. “Did he congratulate you on two months without causing trouble?” David laughed.
“Lynnea’s here.”
“Lynnea?”
“My ex-wife.”
“Oh, that Lynnea.”
“Yeah,” Urs sighed as he sat.
“What’s the problem?” David went on.
“She’s pregnant.”
“Whoa! What? She came here to tell you that?”
“Yes.”
“Is she sure it’s yours?”
“I’m the only person she’s ever been with.”
“Whoa, okay.”
“What am I going to do David?”
“Oh man, Urs. Why are you asking me?”
“You’re my friend David. I need your advice. I don’t know what to do. I can’t just let her handle this on her own and I won’t leave you guys.”
“Sounds like you know what to do. You need to find something in the middle. Do what you can for Lynnea, yet keep doing what you do.”
“That actually makes sense.”
“Exactly. And when the kid is born you can decide how you’ll be involved.”
“Okay, no need to panic or change my plans or get married.”
“Not at all.”
“Thanks David.”
“Not a problem.”
Urs left the room and went to sleep feeling that the situation could be handled.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next morning Urs took Lynnea out for breakfast. Urs stated talking.
“Thank you for coming and telling me this, Lynnea.”
“Of course,” she replied. “You have a right to know; it’s your child too.”
“Not everyone would have done that; most people wouldn’t want to deal with it.”
“There was no other option for me.”
“Good,” Urs said. “Lynnea, I’ve thought a lot about what this means and what we need to do. I’m not prepared to leave Il Divo.”
“I wouldn’t want you to! Your music is amazing; I bought the CD before coming,” Lynnea admitted.
“I do want to help you with whatever you need though. I won’t let my child grow up in need.”
“I hope so. I don’t think I could do it all on my own.”
“You won’t have to,” Urs smiled. “When are you going home?”
“I don’t know. I suppose it depends on what we decide.”
“Do you have a job to get back to?”
“Um, no. I lost my job.”
“Because of this?”
“Kind of.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” Urs said.
“It’s all right. It’ll probably be easier this way without having to worry about the stress of work.”
“Since you don’t have anything waiting in the states, would you like to stay here a few days? You could come to a concert of ours.”
“Sure,” Lynnea said smiling for the first time since she arrived.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Urs met with Simon and they decided to keep the news of Urs’ child a secret from the fans for now. Urs kept his love life very private so hopefully the fans would not grow suspicious.
Lynnea laid low in Australia; she tried not to travel with Urs and Il Divo too much. As Urs promised, Lynnea had seats to the next show. She went and had a marvelous time. It was hilarious to be surrounded by thousands of screaming females. They held up signs and fought their way up to the stage to just touch the hand of their favorite Divo.
Lynnea sat next to a woman who was also at the concert on her own. She spoke as the concert ended.
“I’m Sony!” she exclaimed.
“Hi I’m Lynnea.”
“Who’s your favorite?”
“Oh, I don’t know, I’m a new fan.” Lynnea tried not to give anything away.
“I’m in love with David,” sighed Sony. She showed Lynnea her poster.
“Good choice, he’s such a sweetheart,” Lynnea agreed.
“Yeah…wait! How do you know he’s a sweetheart? Do you know him?”
“Not very well-I mean no!” Lynnea knew she’d been caught.
“Yes! You do! You know David Miller!! Will you introduce me??” Sony pleaded. “Please?”
“I—I really don’t think I can do that.”
Sony seemed rejected. “It’s okay, I’ll meet him some day.”
Lynnea felt bad for getting her hopes up then crushing them. She considered things then decided to go for it.
“Tell you what, why don’t you come to my hotel with me and if the guys happen to be there, you might be able to meet them.”
Sony screamed. “Yes! That’s perfect! I’ll do it! I’ll do anything!”
“Okay, just come with me.”
Lynnea hailed a cab and gave the driver the address.
“Now, Sony, if he’s not there you’ll just have to try another time.” Lynnea tried to brace her new friend for what might happen.
“Oh I know, I’ll be okay if I don’t see him. You should be prepared for if I do see him.”
Lynnea lead Sony up the elevator and to the hallway where she and the Divos were staying. Sony looked around her hoping for any sight of her beloved David. They got to Lynnea’s room and went in.
“Sorry he wasn’t around tonight; he must not be back yet.”
“It’s all right. Thanks for letting me come with you. How do you know David by the way?”
“Um, through Urs, would you like something to drink?” Lynnea tried to change the topic.
“No, I’m fine,” Sony answered.
Lynnea went to find something in the back of her room when there was a knock at the door.
“I’ll get your door,” Sony said
“No! Let me get-“ Lynnea tried to stop her, but Sony opened the door where Urs and David were standing outside.
“David Miller!” Sony said as she fainted.
Lynnea ran to the front of her room as Sony fainted. Urs and David instantly picked Sony up and laid her on the bed in the room. Lynnea brought out water to revive Sony.
David took over caring for Sony; Urs asked Lynnea to speak with him in the hall.
“Simon left an urgent message for you ; you need to call your friend Brittni right away.”
“What’s wrong, Urs?”
“I don’t know, but you can come use my phone.”
Lynnea followed him and got a connection to Brittni. She sounded to be on the edge of hysterics.
“Lynnea! It’s all gone! Everything is in ashes!”
“Brittni, what are you talking about?”
“Our apartment! It’s gone!”
“It burned down?”
“Yes! All of it! I’m so sorry to bother you now, but you had to know.”
“No, thank you for telling me.”
“Are you doing okay? Are you feeling well?”
“I’m fine, Brittni, take care of things there.”
Lynnea hung up the phone and sat by Urs.
“I’m so sorry.” He said genuinely.
Lynnea almost laughed, “It’s not the craziest thing that’s happened this week.”
“That’s true,” Urs agreed. “Where will you stay now?”
“I don’t know.”
Urs had an urge to help Lynnea more; he didn’t want to overstep the boundaries, but he asked anyhow.
“You can stay at my house.”
“Your house?”
“In Switzerland, it’s sits unused while I’m on tour.”
“Really?” Lynnea asked at this burst of kindness.
“Yeah. I want to help you and the baby to be as comfortable as possible.”
“Okay,” Lynnea decided quickly. “I’d like that.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
David dipped a washcloth in cool water and dabbed Sony’s forehead. She stirred but didn’t wake up. David started to hum as he nursed then started softly sing Unchained Melody. Sony slowly opened her eyes and looked up to see David.
David looked down at her and smiled. He kept singing as he offered Sony a glass of water. He helped her to sit up and she drank the water, never taking her eyes off David.
“Thank you,” Sony said when David stopped singing.
“Not a problem, I’m always looking to help a damsel in distress.” David smiled again and Sony felt her pulse quicken.
“I’m Sony.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Sony. I hope you enjoyed the concert.”
“Oh of course! You’re always wonderful!” Sony noticed that David was still holding her hand from when he helped her sit up. She blushed.
“You’re still holding my hand,” she stated.
“Do you mind?”
“Not at all.”
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