Disclaimer: I do not Hangover, I only own Liv.

I know this is way past over due than when I said I'll start working on it. Mexico was BEAUTIFUL. If I could've stayed longer, I definitely would have. (: But here you go and I hope you enjoy it (:

Chapter 1

I was lying on the steps with one arm covering my eyes from the sun between Stu and Alan wondering if I should jump off of the balcony. What was wrong with us? I couldn't use this right now, I have Gracie back home. I managed to hide everything the last time but this is seriously screwed up.

"Tracy, I'm sorry." Phil spoke and he looked around. "Where the hell are you?" I hear Tracy ask on the other line. I lowered my arms and sighed sadly. "It happened again." Phil continued to explain to Tracy. "Don't say that please," I can hear her begging, I looked around and saw Alan and Stu; Stu had his head buried in his arms, as if he was hiding from the world.

"No this time we really fucked up." Phil sounded as if he wanted to cry. "Seriously what is wrong with you four?" If it wasn't so bad I would've laughed at her comment. I quickly turned my head to him and saw him helplessly looking around. A soft breeze swept across my skin and made me shiver. It wasn't a shiver from the cold but the feeling that we couldn't do anything anymore made me shiver. We were completely out of options this time. And now I actually meant it.

"So much Trace, I don't even know where to begin." Phil shrugged. "Oh God, how bad? Like no wedding bad?" He turned his back to us and I got up and walked over to Phil, he wraps an arm around my shoulders as we look at Stu. "Yeah," Phil sighed. "A little worse than that."

One Week Earlier

"Liv, I'm leaving to go see Stu for my dentist appointment." Phil walks out of the bathroom tucking in his shirt. I smile up at him, "Ok sweetie, I'm going to run to the office for a while, I got one appointment and have to make sure that everything is taken cared of while we're gone." "Who's watching Gracie?" As soon as he asks there's a knock at the door. I smile at him as I get up to get it but half way there Britt walks in smiling. "Where is my adorable niece?" She asks all full of smiles. I give her a hug, "She's in the nursery, and Phil might be back before me but stay as long as you want." She waves her hand in the air as she disappears into the nursery.

Phil comes around the corner laughing. "You know as soon as Gracie was born no one cares about us anymore." I wrap my arms around his neck giving him a small kiss. "I know, it's the price we pay for having such an amazing baby." He gives me a small chuckle. "Ok I'm off, don't give any kids anymore disorders than they already have," He jokes, I give him a small laugh, "And don't you give Stu anymore crap about his wedding being in Thailand." "Would I ever do that?" He puts his hand over his heart like I offended him. I gave him a look that says you done it every time you see or talk to him. He laughs and walks out the door.

I go back to the room to slip my heals on and go to the nursery to say bye to Gracie. I stand next to Britt who is looking down at her in the crib, "Hello munchkin," I say to my 2 month old. She looks up at me giving me the most adorable gummy smile ever. I pick her up and bounce her a little bit earning a small laugh.

"Mommy has to go to work for a little bit but Aunt Britt is here to watch you and to teach you all about how mommy's music is boring and that you need to listen to more Good Charlotte." Britt laughs, "Damn…I mean darn right." I roll my eyes at her, giving Gracie a kiss on the head, handing her over to her aunt and leave for work.

I would have never believed that almost three years ago (in a drugged night in Vegas thanks to my brother in law Alan at Doug's bachelor party) that I would be married to Phil, the one man I have literally loved my entire life. After having a pretty rough past with Phil, our marriage has been anything less than perfect. We have our disagreements here and there like any regular married couple but we truly are happy. Almost a year ago I found out that I was pregnant with Gracie and Phil was ecstatic. Our son, well my stepson, Noah loves being a big brother, he's already very protective of her. It's so cute.

In a couple of days we leave for Stu's wedding to Lauren in Thailand. It's going to be beautiful it's just going to be so hard to be 16 hours on the other side of the world and I can't have Gracie with us. She's only 2 months old. It will be the first time I've ever been away from her for this long even if it is for just 4 days.

At the office

"Good morning Amber," I say to my assistant. She looks up giving me a week smile. "Morning Liv." I can tell by the look on her face something is wrong. She looks at my door and back at me. "Who's in there, Amber?" I forgot which child I had to see today. She looks down mumbling. "What?" She looks up at me peaking through her bangs, "Tiffany…" I sigh looking up at the ceiling. Why did my only client before I leave have to be the most difficult one out of all of them. She gives me a pity look as I walk in seeing the extremely bipolar child with sever anger management problems sitting behind my desk.

"Good morning Tiffany, would you like to take a seat on the couch please?" I ask the nine year old girl while putting my long blonde hair in a ponytail. She rolls her eyes at me but gets up.

Forty-five long dreading minutes has finally came to an end after listening to her scream at the top of her longs how these appointments are completely unnecessary and pointless and then crying about how she has no friends and getting mad because of her crush not liking her because he was scared of her. This girl had some serious problems that no one could ever listen to her, which is why she does come to see me, I really felt bad for her even if she did have her problems.

I got up giving my back to her to put her folder on my desk asking her if she has continued to take her bipolar medication when I heard a snip and felt weight come off my head. I turn around seeing Tiffany behind me with scissors in her hand and my hair on the floor. I continue to stare at the floor in complete shock. "See you in a couple week's doc," I hear her say and than my door close.

I have no idea how long I was standing there looking at my hair until I hear Amber, "How did it go Liv?" Then she gasps noticing the hair on the floor. "Oh my God, she did not do that." I look up at her still not managing to get any words out. "I'm going to call the salon and get you in there ASAP and don't worry about anything here, everything is taken cared of while you're at the wedding." She rushes out and I hear her call the salon. I cannot believe that little brat did this.

Back at home

I walk in seeing Phil lying on the floor playing with Gracie with his back to me. "Hey babe how was work." He asks. "Could've gone better, how was Stu?" I didn't want to say anything about my hair until he noticed. "It was fine." "Anything wrong with your pearly whites?" I joke. I hear the smile in his voice but he has yet to turn around, "He said I need to floss more." That caused me to laugh. "Yeah that's not going to happen." I say, Phil hates flossing. "That's what I told him."

"I'm going to start marinating the chicken," I say as I walk towards the kitchen when I hear, "HOLY SHIT!" I stop knowing he just say my hair, I don't even turn around. Phil walks in front of me with Gracie in his arms, "Why did you cut your hair, you love your hair." He starts to run his fingers through the now short locks about half an inch above my shoulders. "Tiffany happened." I hissed now running my fingers through it. He took a step back. "The evil little girl who told me to divorce you to marry her in ten years when I surprised you with lunch?" Yeah the little brat had the hots for my husband. "That would be her." I say as I put the chicken on the plate and start to cover it in my secret marinade.

"I swear Phil that girl has it out for me but I'm the only one who hasn't given up on her yet." She's gone through 5 other therapists because she drove them insane and wouldn't see her anymore. Phil put Gracie in her bouncy chair and comes up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist. "That's why you're an amazing child psychologist. You don't give up on them, no matter how crazy they drive you." He kisses the back my neck making me shiver. "It's only her that does it. But thank you that means a lot," I say turning in his arms giving him a sweet passionate kiss.

I know it's a little short but I'm started this around midnight. At least it's something (: But what do you think? Please remember to review. The more reviews I get the sooner I update.