Our Mrs. Addy
Title: Our Mrs. Addy
Author: Maeve Bran
Summary: Zack finds himself in a... situation... in Vegas.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Angel or Bones.
Twistedshorts Challenge: #43 "Just like in the movies"
Notes: Set in my slightly AU season 5 Angelverse. Offshoot of the "Willow, the Squint" subseries, set after Part 3 of "Dance of Sorrow" (coming soon).
The sunlight, streaming through the gap in the curtain that covered the window, woke Dawn out of a light doze. When she tried to sit up she discovered that she was held in place by the arm of a man beside her. She gently moved the arm and sat up, trying to remember what had happened the night before. She had dim memories of a party, something like four beers in an hour and a half, and then a wedding chapel.
Dawn managed to remove the arm gently with out waking the man. "Just like in the movies, you get drunk in Vegas and wind up married," she muttered as she looked at the ring on her left hand.
The man in her bed stirred and Dawn turned to face him. "Good morning, Zack."
Zack Addy blushed and murmured, "Good morning, Dawn." He looked shyly at her and then down at his hand and saw the ring. "I guess the wedding wasn't a dream."
"No, I don't guess it was." She agreed. "I think we have to talk about this."
"I agree." Zack said. "Let's get dressed first."
Shortly after they got dressed and Dawn made coffee there was a knock on the door. Dawn went to the door and saw that Buffy and Willow were out in the hall. She reluctantly let her sister and her friend into the apartment.
Buffy looked her sister up and down and then saw Zack. "Dawn, what's going on?" Buffy asked.
Dawn moved over to stand next to Zack who instinctively put his arm around her waist.
"Buffy, you may want to have a seat." Dawn suggested, and Buffy sat down.
"Did you sleep with him?" Buffy accused.
"Yes, but at least I did it in the right order," Dawn answered, holding up her left hand. "I married him first."
"MARRIED?!?!" Buffy exclaimed.
"Yes, Miss Summers, I married your sister last night." Zack spoke for the first time.
"I'm not talking to you." Buffy turned back to Dawn. "He's older than you."
"He's only six years older than me. Angel was, what? Two hundred and twenty-four years your senior?" Dawn retorted.
"That's not the point." Buffy tried to deflect that line of thought.
"It is the point. Zack's a scientist, not a vampire, so what are you complaining about?" Dawn returned.
"Buffy, settle down. Dawn is eighteen and can marry if she chooses. I was there and it was something Dawn chose," Willow tried to jump in but Buffy rounded on her.
"You were there? How could you let her do this?" Buffy accused.
"Dawn was going to marry Zack no matter what and I thought she deserved at least one friend at her side," Willow defended.
Zack was watching the sisters argue about his future, but his experience with his own four sisters had taught him to stay out of the argument. He wandered into the kitchen area and got his coffee.
"You should have called me," Buffy complained.
"I thought it would be better to let you know after the fact," Dawn said. "I knew you'd go ballistic and didn't want you to ruin my happy day."
"Ruin your day by making you think about what you're doing? You don't even know him."
"I know he cares about me and isn't intimidated by my intelligence. I may not know him much more yet, but I will," Dawn said.
"You're not getting an annulment?" Buffy asked. Both Zack and Dawn had the grace to blush, and Buffy made a face. "Of course you can't. Well, how about a divorce?"
"I can't divorce him, I could be pregnant, you know," Dawn reasoned.
"You were too drunk to... Of course you were," Buffy stammered.
"We were married, it didn't seem important," said Dawn.
"What about college?" Buffy asked.
"There are colleges in D.C., Buffy." Dawn answered. "Besides Willow is there. I won't be completely alone."
Willow had tried to stay out of the argument. "Leave me out of it. This is definitely a Summers thing. All very violent," she explained.
"Buffy, you can't force me to do anything," Dawn said calmly.
"Well, then, I wish you both well," Buffy sighed, apparently realizing that this was her sister's life not hers.
"Thanks, Buffy," Dawn said, hugging her sister.
"Let me at least throw you a wedding party tomorrow night before everyone leaves," Buffy suggested.
"Sure. Thanks," Dawn said.
"Just make sure I never need to give him the shovel speech," Buffy continued sternly.
Dawn laughed, and met her new husband's affectionate gaze. "I don't think that will be a problem," she said.