Someone was hammering on my head. They had stuffed my mouth full of cotton and were jumping on my head. I opened my eyes but shut them straight away, making the same mistake I made damn near every time I woke up with a hangover. I felt around for my bedside table, wondering if Miranda had left me aspirin like usual.

When I couldn't find anything, I forced my eyes open to see.
"Oh fuck,"I groaned. I was in the hotel room. I pulled a pillow over my head, trying to remember something. The last thing I remembered was watching Lindsay and Patrick have their first dance. Jesus christ. How much did I drink last night? I wondered.

"Cas. Do you have any aspirin? Or water?"I choked out. There was a muffled grunt next to me. I smiled slightly before falling asleep again. I woke up again to the sound of shouting outside. I tried so hard to get back to sleep, still not feeling any better than before but my stomach gurgled and decided it didn't want anything inside of it.

"Oh fuck,"I groaned and jumped out of bed. I kicked open the door to the bathroom and collapsed in front of the toilet, emptying the contents of my stomach into it. When I was confident it was all gone, I spat into the toilet, flushed it and got up to wash my mouth out. I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection.

What was I doing this to myself? I looked like shit. My eyes had huge bags under them and my cheeks were almost hollow. My chest was covered in lovebites. I turned the tap on and washed my mouth out with water.
"Oh jesus. Where am I?"I heard Cas say.

"You're in a hotel in Jersey, Cas,"I called, wiping my face with a towel before walking out.
"Frank?"Gerard squinted at me. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked like shit but not as bad as I did. At least he looked like he ate.
"I- you- we- last night I- we didnt-"I couldn't manage to string together any words to form a sentence.

Gerard and I stared at each other before I jumped into action. I scooped up some clothes from my suitcase lying open beneath the window, grabbed my phone from a desk and locked myself in the bathroom.
"Frank dont do that! We need to talk about this!"
"Nope. What's there to talk about?"I called back,"Nothing happened okay? I can't remember anything from about seven or eight last night okay? It. Didn't. Happen. Please get dressed and leave."

I heard him sigh, defeated,"I cant remember anything either but I still think we should talk about this."
I ignored him and pulled on the boxers that I had grabbed. I grabbed my phone and speed dialled Miranda. She answered on the second ring.

"Frank! Hey!"
I winced at the loudness,"Please dont yell,"I groaned, clutching at my head in hope of it feeling better.
"Oh jesus. How much did you drink?"She sighed.
"Not sure. The last thing I remember was about seven or eight."

"Christ Frank. Well- did you talk to Gerard? Or do you not remember?"
"Uh-"If I told her, it would make it seem more real. Maybe if I didn't tell her, it really would be like it didnt happen,"Nope. Cas sort of kept him away for me."

Fuck. Cas. A flash of him yelling at me burst into my head.
"I guess thats something. I half expected you to get drunk and sleep with Gerard,"Miranda chuckled.
"Heh. Yeah,"I coughed out,"So I was just calling to check in with you. But I'm- I'm gonna go down and grab some breakfast."

"Alright. You're getting your flight back to Washington tomorrow right? And then you'll be back in San Diego by night time?"
"Yeah. I'll call you tomorrow before my flight yeah?"
"Alright. Have fun Frank but just- dont get drunk again tonight. It isnt good for you. Okay?"
"Mmm hmm,"I balled my hands into fists as I heard the hotel room door shut.

"See you soon Frank."
"See you soon,"I sighed through clenched teeth. I dropped my phone at my side, took in a deep shuddering breath and made myself get dressed. I opened the door to find Cas sitting on the couch.

"Frank? You okay?"He croaked.
"I- yeah. You?"
"My head hurts and I'm starving."
"Same,"I chuckled and sat on the end of the bed, watching him awkwardly.

"Frank I want to apologise for the way I spoke to you last night. I haven't really known you for long and I don't even know you that well so I shouldnt be accusing you of having a drinking problem because of other ones. You were right. I have no right to do that when I can't even face up to my wife and tell her that I dont love her,"Castiel put his head in his hands as the memory hit me in the face.

"You don't have to be sorry, Cas..."I flopped down onto my back, causing a flash of last night. Gerard standing over me. I shook it out of my head and sighed,"I dont think I should have brought you here."
"I'm starting to wonder why I said yes,"Cas chuckled.

"Where uh where did you sleep?"I cleared my throat, lifting my head slightly to look at him.
"With this woman who was apparently only looking to get laid as well."
"Woman?"
"Shocked me just as much as you."

I took a deep breath tried to relax myself.
"Do you need some aspirin? I've got some in my bag,"Cas said suddenly. The noise of him rifling through his bag made me wince. This was the worst hangover I had ever had. Ever.
"Thank you,"I murmured, taking the pills and bottle of water.

Once I had forced myself to swallow them down, Cas took the empty bottle from me and threw it into his suitcase,"Wanna grab some breakfast?"
"Yeah. Okay,"I sighed. I went to my suitcase and pulled out a t-shirt and shoved it on.

On our way down the hall, there was loads of shouting coming from one of the rooms. A door opened and a woman stumbled out.
"Good thing you've got your suitcase packed,"A man snarled,"You wont be coming back home."

She turned around, taking a step into the door,"Matt wait- ah!"She shouted out as she was pushed backwards so hard she fell to the floor. Cas and I had been frozen up until this point but as soon as she hit the floor we were moving forwards.
"Hey!"I shouted just as the door was about to close.

"What do you want?"A tall tall tall man stepped out and glared down at me. He was at least three heads taller than me.
"I want you to apologise to her,"I spat back.
"Cas?"The woman stuttered.

"Thats the guy you screwed?"The guy shoved past me and looked down to where Cas was comforting the poor woman.
"Yes. And as you can tell, he is a hell of a lot nicer than you!"She shouted, her words striking a gong in my head multiple times.

"Fuck you, Maree! How dare you say something like that when you're the one who got drunk and slept with some pretty boy dick!"The guy yelled so loudly I felt like my head was going to burst.
"Look man, will you just apologise for shoving her to the ground?!"Cas said as he helped her up,"No one deserves to get shoved to the ground like that for making a mistake while being drunk alright?!"

"Fuck you! How fucking dare you!"He took a step closer. I closed my eyes as they all started shouting. If I didn't do something, this guy was probably going to hit Castiel. I could tell with the way he was sizing himself up next to him. Getting in his face.

"ALRIGHT!"I roared over the top of them. All of them stopped yelling and looked at me, shocked that such a small person could be so loud,"Now listen to me and fucking listen good. I have the worst hangover I have ever had okay? Last night I was more drunk than you three were, put together. Yelling at each other is not going to fucking solve anything alright? You,"I jabbed my finger into the big guys chest,"Don't shove people to the ground alright? Apologise."

"But-"
"Apologise!"I snarled.
He snapped his mouth shut and shoved my hand down but turned to her anyway,"Maree I'm sorry for pushing you around and pushing you to the ground. I let my anger and hurt get the better of me and I shouldn't have let that happen. I'm sorry,"He dropped his head in shame.
"Thank you. I accept your apology and I forgive you for it,"She said quietly.

"Now, you both have a very big choice to make. You,"I pointed at the guy,"You need to figure out if you can forgive her for making a mistake while drunk. If you can, and she still wants to be with you, then you guys can move on with your lives together. If not, I expect you to talk about it and handle it like civilized adults. Not twelve year olds in a fucking school yard. Now, I am starving because I haven't eaten since breakfast yesterday morning so I am going to get some breakfast."

I let out a huff and pushed past them all, jabbing the elevator button hard. I massaged my head, willing the aspirin to start working. The door dinged open and I stepped inside.
"You're wasting yout time being a coffee maker,"Cas suddenly jumped in before the doors closed.
"What makes you say that?"
"What you did back there? That was awesome. You should be a mediator or whatever they're called. You know, in law firms. You could stop people from fighting. You would make loads more money probably."

"Sounds fun. But I'm happy owning my shop,"I smiled, pushing away from the wall as the doors dinged open again. We stepped out into the busy foyer and made our way back into the wide open space hired out by Lindsay and Patrick. The happy couple were already downstairs, feeding each other bacon and eggs. Cas and I wordlessly found two seats after grabbing a plate of breakfast. In, silence, we ate.