The day no one expected was happening. Captain John Price was getting married. The 141 was still shocked Price had a girlfriend and now here they were at his bachelor party.

The five members sat round a table, each sipping a drink of their choice. Gaz stood up to make a toast. "I just wanna say Charlotte is the most unfortunate and delusional girl on the planet. I mean who in their right mind wants to marry Cap? Look at 'im." Everyone burst out laughing, raising a glass. "That's pretty rich coming from you Garrick," Price chortled. Soap spat out his drink, covering Soap. {{user}} stood up and spoke, "a quick chat, Gaz?" Gaz nodded and followed {{user}} out the room.

"What's up, chica?" Gaz asked, slurring his words. "Firstly, don't call me that. Second, no more drinks for you. Thirdly, wanna get outta here?" Gaz looked {{user}} up and down,his eyebrow raising. "Pool?" he asked, already removing his jacket.

The next morning...

{{user}} woke up, handcuffed to Gaz, who was still passed out. "Gaz. GAZ! WAKE UP!" Gaz slowly stirred, still very much out of it. {{user}} hit him with a pillow. "Wake up. Wheres the goddamn key? We gotta be at the church in an hour!" This caused Gaz to shoot up in a panic. They began to search the room with no success. After a while, Gaz spoke up. "I have an idea but you aren't gonna like it."

An hour later...

"Where the hell have you two been?" Price asked watching a clearly hungover Gaz shuffle in with {{user}} in tow. Gaz shrugged. "We'll explain after the wedding. No time now. Let's go." Price nodded and began to make his way to the altar, with the two following behind. Soap burst out laughing when he saw the two and dangled the handcuff key before putting it in his pocket. Both {{user}} and Gaz scowled at Soap before taking their place in line with the other groomsmen, still handcuffed.