[MEME] -- #5, the AU from Hell

[freshoffthefarm]

[From here, as requested by fakes]
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It was an op in Vegas, which was so weird since most of her domestic ops stayed in the DC Metro area, and Annie had done her job well. The extra babysitting had been extra annoying (when wasn't it?), but he'd come along to visit an old friend... or so he'd said.

She hadn't seen hide or hair of him during her mission, but when she went to have a drink in the bar at their hotel late the night before they were supposed to leave, she found him sitting in a dark corner. When didn't he sit in dark corners, really, but she rolled her eyes and put a smile on her face to join him.

Their breakup and subsequent dealings had been difficult, and after that State Dinner, she'd gone out of her way to keep her distance from him as much as possible. That didn't mean they couldn't enjoy a drink or two (or seven) while in Vegas.

Unfortunately--

When Annie woke to the pounding in her head, she almost couldn't open her eyes. When she finally managed, she ignored the immense nausea she felt and peered at the walls in the hotel room she was in. She hadn't been given this nice of a room, not on the Agency's dime, no. This was something else. Turning, she caught sight of a man's head and her eyes widened, causing the pounding to pick up and she clenched her eyes shut again with a groan.

Clapping both hands, right over left, on her head, she felt something heavy and lifted them again almost immediately. Seeing the wedding ring set on her left hand, she gasped.

"Oh, my God."

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[freshoffthefarm]

"Yeah. Me, too." She could be honest, as well.

Annie's frustration showed when she started to pace in their little corner of the airport. Dropping the dress down on a chair, she sighed and pushed a hand through her hair. "What are we going to do about this? I mean, we can't go back and say we eloped in Vegas, can we?"

Could they?

[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

"We could, but then we'd probably have a barrage of psych evals and drug tests."

He sighed and started thinking, "Or we could just decide to give it another shot. Everyone else would assume it just took a natural course." Then of course they'd be lying about what number anniversary they'd have for the rest of their lives.

Admitting it might just be better.

[freshoffthefarm]

"Not if we didn't tell them we were drunk," she said, sliding him a look. "If we tell them we did it sober, then there'll be no need for testing or psych evals."

She shook her head and turned to look out the window at the planes. This was a gigantic mess. "Maybe we should get the annulment. Would save you a lot of trouble and grief for marrying a junior agent."

Her eyes widened and she looked back at him. "And anything you're going to hear from your mother."

[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

"My Mother."

Now his panic set in. Everything about marrying a junior agent didn't matter. How The Agency was going to handle it meant nothing. What his mother thought was the first thing on his mind.

"We're going to have to get married again. It's going to have to be an event."

[freshoffthefarm]

His reaction made her stomach drop and what he said caused her mouth to drop open.

"What? No." She shook her head. "We can't do that. Your mother'll have to understand that we... we can't. Right?" She'd understand.

[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

"Between my mother and your sister, we aren't going to get out of this without at least a reception." Annie had to know that, right?

This was all more complicated than he thought, maybe filing the annulment would have been easier.

[freshoffthefarm]

"Oh, please. Danielle'll be so excited for us, she won't know what to do with herself. She was so disappointed when things didn't work between us and after she got over the wanting to kick your ass," Annie shrugged and shook her head. "A reception is one thing, but an entire ceremony? You're mother is going to die when she sees THIS!"

Annie held up her hand. "I can't imagine what's going to happen when she realizes there was no pre-nup. We could get away with telling the State Department about how sober we were, but your mother? No."

[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if she would mind the lack of a pre-nup. Most of the family money is in a trust, independent of my money."

Clay honestly didn't think Annie was going to give him too many issues over his money if they break up, but just in case, "If she's concerned we can always draw up a post-nup."

His money was the least of his concerns at the moment.