Perfect Continued
Dave woke up to constant knocking on the door.  He looked down at Rea and smiled.  He pulled the comforter up to cover her, “Come in.”  Ric poked his head in the door and tried to hold in his laughter.  Dave had a big smile on his face, “What did you want Ric?”  Ric smiled, “You musta had lots of fun last night.”  Then he pointed to the ceiling fan, which held the pink tank top Rea had been wearing on one of the fan blades.

Dave’s smile got bigger and he tightened his arms around Rea.  Ric smiled and shook his head, “You gotta get your asses up soon.  H and Randy are gonna be here soon.  We want to go tot eh gym before we have to leave for Quest.”  Dave nodded, “You got it Ric.  Now leave so I can wake Rea up.”  I laughed, “No use in that hun.  How are Paul and Randy getting here?”  Ric laughed, “Your dad’s letting H borrow his truck.”  I nodded and snuggled into Dave’s chest, “Forgot he had that at his house too.  Kay, I’m gonna get a shower in before we leave.”  Ric laughed.  I rolled my eyes, “Hey.  Old Man…  I’m not gonna get outta this bed with you still in here.”  Ric laughed, “Yea.  I don’t want to see you in your skivvies.” 

I rolled my eyes and then looked up.  “Dave, how’d my top get up there?”  Dave chuckled, “I was in a hurry last night.  It musta made it up there some how.”  I rolled my eyes.  “Ric…  OUT!  NOW!”  Ric laughed and left the room. 

I got up outa bed, “’Kay.  I’m gonna go take a shower.  Ya’ll can eat whatever we have, don’t know if it’s worth it…  but make yourself at home.”  I slipped my pink robe on, grabbed a cd and left the room to go and shower.

A few minutes later the water started up and then you heard a cd blarin’ from the bathroom, soon accompanied by singing.  Dave laughed and put on some boxers.  When he walked past the bathroom he just shook his head.  “Her and that country music.   Damn…  I’m gonna have to ask her what the hell that is.”

Dave and Ric didn’t find anything worth making for breakfast, so they just waited for Rea to get out of the shower.  Five minutes after Andrea had gone into the bathroom a silver Dodge Ram pulled into the driveway.  Paul and Randy climbed out and rang the doorbell.  Ric got up and unlocked the door for them.  When they got into the house both their heads turned to the bathroom.

Paul laughed, “Rea’s singing?”  Dave nodded.   Paul looked sort of puzzled, “I didn’t know she could sing.”  They all laughed, Randy said, “Country again?”  Dave nodded, “I don’t know what she likes about Country music, but she just LOVES to sing along with the crap.  Hell, she even loves to watch CMT.”  Ric looked confused, “CMT?”  Paul laughed, “Man, you ARE getting old.  Even I know what CMT stands for.  Country Music Television.”  Ric nodded, “Ahh…  Country music videos I take it?”  Dave nodded, “She makes you watch that crap?”  Dave smiled, “Yea.  But some of the videos are good, sounds amazing, but whatever.”

I finally got out of the shower, all clean and ready to get all sweat in a few minutes.  “Okay Boys.  Ready to get goin’?”  Paul shook his head no, “Who were you singing to?”  I blushed, “Oops…  forgot I had people here.  Oh well…  Jessica Andrews ‘There’s More To Me Then You’, Trace Adkins ‘Hot Mama’, and Sara Evans ‘Perfect’.”  Dave smiled, “You’d rather wear my shirt then a sexy negligee, hmm?”  I smiled sweetly, “No.  I’d rather not be wearin’ anything at all.  But that’s just me.”  Ric laughed, “It looks like she got her way last night.” 

Paul looked at me surprised, “You got busy in your moms house?”  I blushed, “Yes…  but I wasn’t really thinking of that at the time.”  Then I smiled, “Hell…  I’ve even gotten busy at my dad’s, although, that wasn’t with Dave.”  Paul shivered, “Yuck.  I slept in a bed that you got action in.”  I rolled my eyes, “You big baby.  I changed the sheets afterwards.  My dad cleans his sheets religiously.”  Then I thought about it, “Probably because he does so many different chicks in them.  But yea, that’s another topic all together.  Where’s SEV?” 

Randy smiled, “We let her sleep in.”  My mouth opened in offense and shock.  “You never let ME sleep in.  And I’m even the favorite of the group.”  Paul smiled, “Really now, the favorite of the group?”  I nodded emphatically. “Yep, but look who I’ve got as competition…  A big scary freak, A wrinkly old dude, A cocky sun of a bitch, and the World Heavyweight Chump.  So does it really surprise you that I’m the favorite?”
Paul smiled, “I believe that was an indication you want to be on tv.  What do you say guys, 5th member of Evolution?”  I was just standing there shocked.  Randy smiled, “As long as she doesn’t call me a cocky sun of a bitch on tv I’m fine with it.”  Ric nodded, “You’ve got to dress the part, but yea…  I say go for it.”  Dave smiled, “Who wouldn’t want their beautiful girl on their arm for the whole world to see.”  I gulped, “But…  that…  I didn’t…  *whimper*…  Paul…  you suck!”

The guys all laughed and Ric said, “Let’s get goin’.  You know we’re going to Fit 4 Life, right?”  I rolled my eyes, “No.  I’m a HUGE fan and I didn’t know that the wrestlers visited Fit 4 Life in CB when they were in Omaha.”  Paul looked at me oddly, “And you never came there to bother us?”  I looked at him like he was stupid, “You’re telling me that if a fan came up to you when you were liftin’ weights that you’d stop and sign autographs?  Come On!  You’d be there forever!  And besides that fact, I always figured that you were there to get ready for your match that night, and I didn’t want to disturb your concentration.”  Then I started to mumble to myself.  Ric noticed though, “What was that Rea?”   I sighed, “Well…  I’ve never actually been there.  Driven by it tons of times…  but until I met you guys I’d never really been to a REAL gym.”  The guys weren’t surprised.  Paul laughed, “Lets get goin’…  I know SOMEONE…”  He looked at me, “Will want to shower again AFTER the gym.”

I rolled my eyes at Paul, “Yea.  Well you’d rather have me take a second shower then have me smell like ass all day, right?”  Ric laughed.  “OH!  And tonight we’re going to my Grandma and Grandpa Steffen’s house for dinner.”  The guys all turned towards Dave, “You just get to meet her whole family, now don’t ya?”  When Randy said that I just scoffed, “Yea right.  You guys have met MAYBE a fifth of my family.  My mom is one of 13.  You aint seen nothin’ yet boys.”  Then we hopped into my dad’s Dodge Ram and Paul drove to Fit 4 Life.


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--That Night--
  
We had just gotten out of the car at my Grandma’s house.  I was giddy, I hadn’t seen my Grandma and Grandpa since Christmas.  I knocked on the door and then let us in.  “We’re here!”  My Grandma was in the kitchen and I gave her a big hug.  “Hi Grandma!  How have you and Grandpa been doing?”  My Grandma smiled at me, “We’ve been good.  Now who are these big men?”  I smiled and giggled, “This is Randy Orton, Ric Flair, Paul Levesque and Dave Batista.  You’ve met Sarah.”  My grandma gave Sarah a hug and looked at me expectantly.  I laughed, “Dave’s my boyfriend.”  Grandma nodded, “I thought Doug mentioned one of these guys was your boyfriend.”  She gave Dave a hug too.  “You can all call me Pat.”

“Well ma’am.  It smells wonderful in here.”  My Grandma smiled, “Why thank you Randy.”  “Is Grandpa downstairs or in the den?”  Grandma smiled, “In the shop.”  I got a big smile on my face, “I’m gonna go introduce everyone to Grandpa then.  Do you need any help in here?”  My Grandma smiled, “No sweetie.  You go visit with your Grandpa now.”

I squealed and turned around to go downstairs.  “Grandpa makes model airplanes.  Ya’ll got your shoes on right?”  Everyone nodded and we kept going down the stairs.  The radio was on a classical music station and the lights were on in the shop.  I stepped in the doorway.  “Grandpa?” 

Grandpa looked up from the plane he was putting together.  “Hi Honey!”  I had a HUGE smile on my face, I went over to Grandpa and gave him a HUGE hug, “I missed you so much!”  Grandpa laughed, “I missed you too Andy.”  Eventually I let go of my Grandpa and I turned to everyone else, “Guys, this is my Grandpa, Don.  Grandpa, That’s Paul, Ric, Randy, you’ve met Sarah before, and finally Dave, my boyfriend.”

Grandpa looked at me surprised, “You brought your boyfriend here?”  Then he looked at Dave, trying to decide what he thought of him.  Then he nodded, “He’s a big one Andy.”  I laughed and half hugged my grandpa.  No one said anything.  Finally I sighed, “Grandpa, be nice.”  Grandpa sighed, “You’ve never brought any boys here before, he must be special.” 

I went over to Dave, “He is VERY special Grandpa.  I love him.”  Dave looked really surprised and he smiled at me, “I love you too.”  Then he gave me a big hug and kissed me gently.  Paul coughed, “Not in front of the grandpa.”  Grandpa smiled, “Yeah, you wouldn’t want to give me a heart attack, do you Andy?”   

I looked over at my Grandpa startled, “Don’t joke about that Grandpa.”  Grandpa chuckled, “I’m sorry honey.  I know how that scares you.”  I pulled away from Dave, “You promised you wouldn’t joke about that.”  Then I stuck my bottom lip out, “You know how much that scared me when you had that heart attack.” 

Everyone just stared at us.  “Grandpa here thought church was boring so he passed out during it twice.  The first time he had a mild heart attack.  The second time a few months later he had triple by-pass surgery.”  They all just nodded.  “So grandpa…  what type of plane are you working on right now?”  And we started talking about his planes until grandma pounded on the laundry chute signaling dinner was ready.

We all went up to dining room and ate.  Grandma had made roast and potatoes with cooked carrots and crescent rolls.  We talked throughout dinner and as soon as desert was done, which was cherry pie by the way, we had to be on our way.  Had to be at the Quest Center in Omaha Nebraska for RAW that night.

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When we got to the arena I got their scripts and handed ‘em out.  Dave groaned.  “What’s the matter babe?”  Dave mumbled, “I get put in the crossface.”  I looked at the script and sure enough during the show Batista gets put in the crippler crossface by Benoit.  I sighed, “It could be worse.  At least you’re not getting any SCM.”  The guys all looked at me waiting for me to elaborate.  I rolled my eyes, “Come on boys.  It’s not that hard to decipher.  Who’s my all time favorite wrestler?”  Paul grumbled, “Shawn Michaels.”  I smiled, “Yes…  now guess what SCM stands for.”  No one said anything so I rolled my eyes, “OH COME ON!  S-C-M…  Sweet Chin Music.  Duh!  Use your brains.” 

Paul laughed, “You really need to meet Shawn.  I mean more then a ‘hello’ too, it’s kind of pathetic how much you love him.”  I just stared at Paul, “Oh really now?  Well, when Shawn was out there was only ONE reason why I watched RAW and SmackDown.”  Everyone looked at me some what shocked.  “Ya’ll need me to sing the entrance music for ya?”  Ric nodded, “Yea.  That would help.” 

I rolled my eyes, “Fine then, ya’ll are gonna feel SO incredibly stupid though.”  I cleared my throat.  “IT’S TIME TO PLAY THE GAME…  I don’t need to continue, do I?”  No one said anything.  I just smiled sweetly at Paul, “You had NO idea, did you?”  Paul just shook his head.  “Well…  you were awesome.  It was like all the power behind HBK transferred to HHH when he had to leave.  But then you had to go and turn Jack Ass on us all a while back.”  I shook my head, “It broke my heart.  See…  (and I pointed to my cheek)  tear.” 

Then I smiled after I wiped away my invisible tear.  “Aww…  I still love you Tripsey.  Just not as much as Tista over there.”  Ric laughed, “Tripsey and Tista huh?”  I nodded, “Yep.  I call dumb fuck over there Orton, or Randall.  Sarah’s SEV or Sarha Elizabeth.  Now I just need to think of one for you.”  I thought about it for a minute.  “I could go with Natche…  but lots a people call you that, so it’s not as special.  I could call you old geezer, but you’re really not THAT old, so I guess I won’t be TOO hard on ya.  Got any ideas Sarah Elizabeth?” 

Sarah just laughed at me, “Nope.  I’m drawing a blanc.  You’re gonna have to think of one on your own.”  I sighed, “You’re no help.  Ricky?  Nah.  Dude…  what’s your middle name?”  Ric shook his head, “Dude?  You’ve been hanging out with Rob too much.”  I scoffed, “Don’t be Gay Flair.  What’s your middle name?”  “Morgan.”  I just looked at Ric and smiled, “Don’t you dare say anything Andrea.  Not a damn word!”  (OH… and by the way I looked up Flair’s REAL name…  took a while to find the middle one, and if anyone knows if this middle name is incorrect PLEASE, PLEASE let me know!  Thanks!)    

I feigned shock.  “Why Ric.  I would NEVER say anything about your middle name.  Granted it IS kind of girlish…  I can’t talk much, my initials spell ass.”  Ric just stared at me, “Seriously Ric…  if I make fun of you I give you permission to make fun of me.  Kay?”  Ric nodded, “I’m gonna take you up on that girl.”  I smiled, “I mean…  what fun is it to make fun of someone if they just get extremely pissed about it.  THAT and I do like you Flair.  You’re one of ‘my boys’…  if I make fun of you I don’t really mean it.”  Ric laughed, “Okay then.  I take it you PLAN to make fun of me.  But I’m gonna dish it right back out.”  I smiled sweetly, “I wouldn’t have it any other way…  Morgy.”

Ric growled, “Aww…  Ricster…  I didn’t mean anything by it.  I swear.”  “Girl…  you better run.”  My eyes got wide and I gulped, “Run?”  Ric nodded, “Yea.  I’ma chase you around the arena until I get a hold of you.  You’re gonna learn to teach your elders with respect.”  I smiled and couldn’t help myself, and I broke out into song, “R-E-S-P-E-C-T…  Find out what it means to me.  R-E-S-P-E-C-T…  Take care of TCB.  Sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, a little respect.  OOHH!”

The guys just stared at me.  I went over to Dave, “Babe…  chin off the ground.”  And I pushed his jaw back up. And pecked his lips.  Paul just stared for a while, “Man…  we’ve got ourselves a golden voice.  It’s too bad she’s got a boyfriend, she would WOW the guys.”  I just looked at Paul like ‘wut?’  Then I put my arms around Dave’s waist, “That’s okay.  I like being with my Tista too much.”  Ric smiled at the cute look on her face, “Your Tista?  Laying claim, are we?”  

I smiled and looked up at Dave, “Well… there are MANY ways that I have already laid claim to Dave here.  Although I’m not really comfortable listing all those ways…  Yep.  Dave’s MINE.  I’m never letting him go.”  Dave laughed, “Then it’s a good thing I don’t want to be free, huh?”  I nodded, “Yep.  Sure is.” 

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--After the Show--

We were in the car back to good old Council Bluffs, which is about a 15 – 30 minute drive.  “So…  Sarah, do you like wrestling more then you did before?”  Then I giggled, “I rhymed.”  Everyone shook their head at me.  “Yea.  I can actually tolerate wrestling now.  I know it’s not all fake, and that they really DO get hurt when they wrestle.”  I rolled my eyes, “Do any of your friends watch it?”  “Not that I know of.  Remember when you bugged the hell out of Lance about it?”  I got a BIG smile on my face and sighed, “Those were the days!” 

Sarah laughed, “Get this guys…  Rea used to tell Lance ALL about wrestling.  He got really sick of it.”  I smiled, “Hell…  it’s not my fault that he doesn’t appreciate hot sweaty men shirtless, is it?”  Dave laughed, “That’s what you told him about?”  I smiled, “That’s not ALL I told him about.  I told him about my favorite wrestlers and he’s seen pictures of all the REALLY good ones.”  Sarah laughed, “Translation…  good ones means hot ones.”  I smiled, “But of course.”

Ric laughed, “So if you weren’t working for us would you have gone to the show?”  “FUCK YEA!  You think I’d give up a chance to see ‘my boys’ in action?  Psh..  Yea right!”  Sarah laughed, “She probably woulda made a sign.”  I nodded, “Yep.  I sure would have.”  “What would it have said?” asked Paul.  I smile innocently, “WELL…  It either would have said HBK is my hero, OR…  Batista…  I wanna have your babies!”  Everyone in the car burst out laughing.  I feigned innocence, “What?  Did I say something wrong?”

Dave stopped laughing, “No.  You seriously would have written a sign like that?”  I got an evil smile on my face, “Of course.  The way I figure it…  you guys see normal signs with just your name on it all the time.  If it said ‘I wanna have your babies’ then it would get more attention, from ALL of the wrestlers, and then you’d be bound to notice me.”  Paul nodded, “You’re right again Rea.  If I saw a sign that said that I’d definetly make some eye contact with the woman holding it.”  I laughed, “First off…  everyone knows you’re off limits, actually…  not that you’re ‘off limits,’ just that there’s no chance in hell.  And Secondly…  what makes you think it’d be a woman holding the sign.  It COULD be a man.  Hoping it wouldn’t be, but there is a chance.”

Ric laughed, “Man Dave, you’ve got your hands full with her.  She wants little Batista’s,” Ric shivered, “Yikes.  Just what we need, HER offspring.”  I opened my mouth wide in shock, “Why you little shit!  I should come over there and beat you up.”  Ric laughed, “What’s stopping you, little one?”  I glared at Ric, “I don’t want to break any of your bones you old geezer!”  Ric grabbed his chest, “Oh my poor heart!”  I stuck my tongue out at him, “Serves you right!”  Then I looked at Ric worried, “You’re okay, right?”  Ric laughed, “You care?  I’m touched.  And yes,  I’m fine Angel.”  I sighed, “Good.  I know where the hospital is if you needed it…  but that woulda been scary.”

Paul smiled, “You were gonna take him to the hospital if he needed it?  Even after he was being a jack ass to you?”  I shrugged, “Yea.  I probably deserved it.  Besides…  I know Ric was just kidding.  So was I.”  And we finally got to my parent’s homes and went to sleep.

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--Two Weeks Later--

Paul wouldn’t let up on the fact that he thought I should be a member of Evolution on screen.  Finally I just let Paul have it, “Damn it!  Would you just shut the hell up about me being on tv?!”  “But if ANYONE could get you in the script it would be me!  Why don’t you want to be on RAW?”  I just glared at him, “Okay…  first off…  IF I were to ever be on tv, for more then 5 seconds, I would want to EARN the spot.  I don’t want you handing it to me, or calling in any favors for me.  Secondly…  I don’t WANT to be on tv!  Why can’t you get it thru your thick head!?!” 

Paul opened his mouth and was about to say something, “NO!  I’m NOT done yet!  You’re being a little shit about this and it’s making me want to quit!  DID YOU HEAR THAT!?  I’m about a second away from meeting Mr. McMahon and QUITTING!”  Ric had come in the room right before I had mentioned the quitting part.  “You don’t really wanna quit, do you Angel?”  I turned to him, still fuming, “No.  Honestly, I love this job and I can’t picture doing anything else.  BUT, if that little shit head over there doesn’t leave me alone about becoming a member of this SHITTY faction I’m going to be FORCED to!”

“This faction is shitty?”  I started to calm down, “No…  my bad.  The faction itself isn’t shitty…  but the fucking leader is!”  I turned to Paul, “I’m taking a break!  Get your own damn shit!”  Randy turned to Paul, “Now WHY did you have to go and piss Rea off?!”  Paul shrugged, “I didn’t mean to.  I hadn’t realized how much I had been annoying her about becoming a member of Evolution.  I’m gonna go apologize now.  If I don’t come back alive tell Steph I love her.”  Randy rolled his eyes, “Good luck man.”

Paul found me outside, sitting on the sidewalk, “Ya know.  It’s not really safe to be out here.  Fans come this way.”  I looked up, my eyes were bloodshot and there were tears pouring down my cheeks, “That’s not my problem.  They don’t know who I am.”  Paul sighed, “I’m sorry Rea.  I didn’t mean to make you so mad.  Come here hun.”  I just stared at him, no moving.  “Okay then…  I’ll come to you.”  And he sat down next to me and put an arm around my shoulders.  “I really didn’t realize that I was annoying you so much.”

“Well you were.  Constant annoyance.  I’d come in the room and that’s all you’d talk about.”  Paul sighed, “I know that now.  I won’t mention it ever again.  Scout’s Honor.”  I rolled my eyes, “You weren’t a boy scout Paul.”  “I know that.  But I thought I’d at least try.”  The tears hadn’t stopped coming yet, I wished they would.  “Rea?  Are you okay?  Besides being pissed at me?”  I sighed and nodded, “Yea.  I’m fine.”  “People that are fine don’t usually cry.”  I looked over at Paul, “Yea I know…  which is really pissing me off.  When I get really mad I usually end up crying.  It’s gay and I’ve always hated it…  but that’s just how I am.  Too damn emotional.”

Paul chuckled, “Being emotional is a good thing.”  After a few seconds of silence Paul moved to give mea hug.  “So you SWEAR that everything’s okay?  You’re not lying to me are you?”  I laughed, “Yea Paul…  I’m fine.  Nothing’s wrong, I swear.”  Finally I stopped crying and I wiped my eyes, “So you’re gonna stop badgering me?”  Paul smiled, “I dunno about that.  I’ll stop mentioning you joining Evolution though.”

“Good.  But technically I’m already a member of Evolution.  Just not the kind of member you want me to be.”  Paul nodded, “You know what?  You’re right.  And even if you WEREN’T our personal assistant you’d be around us all the time because you’re doing Dave.”  I turned to him and socked him in the shoulder.  “That was SO uncalled for.”  Paul laughed, “Is it a lie?”  I rolled my eyes and a small smile came to my face, “No…  but the way you said it…  it just made it sound dirty.  And Dave and my relationship is NOT based on sex!”

Paul laughed, “You wouldn’t know that by the noises you make at night.  I can only imagine what the other’s that hear you think.”  My cheeks turned beet red, “Sorry?”  Paul laughed, “You don’t have to be sorry.  I sure as hell wouldn’t be if I were you.  Let’s go back in there before fans see us and think we’re together.”

When Paul said that I laughed.  “You’re laughing?”  I nodded and couldn’t talk because I was still laughing.  When I had finally stopped I said, “That would SO never happen.”  Paul looked over at me surprised, “Why not?”  I laughed, he sounded so serious.  “It’s just…  You’re Paul…  no.  Yuck.”  “Yuck!?” 

I smiled and giggled, “Yep..  Yuck.  And then there’s Steph.  She’d kill me in a heart beat.”  “Steph wouldn’t kill you.”  “For you??  She would.  Actually…  SHE may not kill me, but she’d hire someone TO kill me.”  Paul looked at me un-amused, “What?  I can’t believe you even said that Paul.  That is SO wrong on so many levels.”  And I shuddered while we entered Evolutions locker room. 

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--One Week Later--

I woke up TONS of pain.  I moaned and turned over.  I couldn’t get back to sleep because of the pain ripping thru my stomach.  “Dave?”  He was still asleep beside me, the bastard.  I shoved his huge shoulder, “Davie?”  “Hmm?”  “Wake up.”  “What for?”  “Get me some water and some pamprin from my bathroom kit.”  Dave opened one of his eyes, “Pamprin?”  I nodded while wincing.  He stared at me and didn’t move, “Are you okay Babe?” 

I just glared at him, “DO I LOOK OKAY?!”  Dave scooted away, “Okay.  Going to get Pamprin and water.”  A few minutes later he came back in with the items I requested.  After I took them Dave got the courage to talk to me again.  “Pamprin??”  I took a deep breath, trying to calm down.  “Gimme the bottle and I’ll read it to ya.”  He gave me the bottle, “Maximum strength, multi-symptom Pamprin, menstrual relief.  Relieves Headache, Backache, Irritability, Water Weight Gain, Cramps and Tension.  That answer your question?” 

Dave sighed, “Damn.”  I rolled my eyes, “Oh yea…  you have a HUGE reason to say shit.  If ANYONE should be cussing right now…  it should be ME!”  Dave chuckled, “Come here Babe.  Just lay down and try to get back to sleep.”  I sighed, “Do you have any idea how impossible that’s going to be?”  He shook his head no, “Nope.  But I won’t sleep until you do.  If I DO fall asleep, wake me up, ‘kay?”  I nodded and cuddled into Dave’s chest.

An hour later we woke up to Paul shoutin’ at us.  “Wake up you lazy asses!”  I opened my eyes and although I didn’t have any cramps at the moment it probably wasn’t the best of times to yell at me.  I just glared at Paul, I was about to open my mouth but Dave rubbed my back trying to soothe me.  “Babe…  he doesn’t know.  Don’t rip his head off.” 

I just glared at Paul, and if looks could kill Paul would be on the floor motionless.  “I don’t know what?”  Dave sighed, “Paul, don’t give her any shit.  Is that too hard for you to understand?”  “And since WHEN do you tell me what to do?!”  Dave laughed, “Dude…  I’m the only one standing in the way of your balls getting chopped off.  You SHOULD be thanking me.”  “My balls getting chopped…..    OH.  Shit.  Already!?”

I continued to glare at Paul, “YES ALREADY!  God, you’d think that YOU went thru all this pain each month.”  Paul sighed, “Sorry Rea.  I didn’t mean anything by it.  I’ll warn the others not to cross you.”  I nodded, “Thanks Paulie.  I’m gonna get somethin’ to eat.  You want anything Snuggle Bear?”  At that name Paul broke out a huge grin.  “Snuggle Bear?”  Dave smiled, “I wouldn’t make fun of that if I were you Paul.”  “And WHY NOT?”  Dave smiled again, “Because I could kick your ass…  but right now I think Rea would enjoy it more, wouldn’t you Babe?” 

I just stared at Paul, “Were you making fun of what I call Dave?”  Paul gulped and nodded meekly.  “That’s what I thought.  Don’t do it again…  otherwise I really WILL cut your balls off.”  Paul opened his mouth but I interrupted him, “And Steph wouldn’t mind.  I’ve already cleared it with her.”  Paul turned to Dave shocked, “Steph just signed my death certificate, didn’t she?”  Dave nodded, “But don’t worry.  Just try not to piss her off.”  “Easier said then done.”

Dave and I left to go to the kitchen and make some breakfast.  “What do you want to eat Snuggle Bear?”  Dave sighed, “Babe…  not that I don’t love the name you gave me.  Do you have to say it in front of the guys??”  I smiled, “Yes.  Besides…  my Snuggle Bear could kick the tar out of them if they made fun of him.”  Dave just shook his head, “What are you eating Babe?”  I sighed, “I don’t know.  I want waffles.  But I’d pretty much eat anything right now.”  Dave smiled, “You want me to help make waffles?”  I smiled sweetly and nodded, “If you want to help, feel free.” 

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--Later That Day--
       
“So I hear you almost killed Paul this morning?”  I smiled at Randy, “Yes.  You don’t piss off a woman when she’s snuggling with her man.”  Randy got that stupid smirk on his face, “Speaking of that.  Where’s Snuggle Bear right now?”  I looked at Randy evilly, “You make fun of Dave and I’ll kill you.”  “YOU’LL  kill ME?!  How?”  I smiled, “Same way I’d kill Paul.  Cut your balls off, you’d die of not getting any.”  Randy’s eyes got big, “You wouldn’t.”  I smiled, “Oh…  but I WOULD.  And I don’t have to get permission from anyone seeing as how you’re womanless right now.” 

Randy sighed, “I thought you were going to help me with that Rea.”  I smiled, “Well…  you thought wrong.  You met my cousin…  why you didn’t ask her out I don’t know.”  “You wanted me to ask your COUSIN out?”  I just glared at Randy, “And WHAT is wrong with Sarah?”  Randy gulped, “Um…  nothing.  She’s just not my type is all.”  I rolled my eyes, “Translation.  She wouldn’t open her legs for you on the first date.  At least you figured out THAT much before being a dick and asking her out.” 

“It’s not my fault I need sex.”  I rolled my eyes, “Oh yes…  that’s JUST what Dave tells me to get me into bed with him.”   I shook my head in disgust, “And you wonder WHY you don’t have a woman.”  Randy grimaced, “I don’t want to hear about you and Dave having sex.”  I smiled evilly, “But it’s SO good Randy.  Dave’s SO big, in more ways then one.”  Randy just shook his head and left the room. 

Ric came in, “What’d you do to Randy?”  I smiled meekly, “Oh nothing much.  I just started to talk to him about how great Dave is in bed.  After I got two sentences out he just up and left.  You wouldn’t know why, would you Rickers?”  Ric laughed, “You’re too much Angel.  Just TOO much.”  I smiled sweetly, “But I thought that’s what everyone liked about me?”  Dave came up behind me and grabbed my waist and I squealed.  “I like you for MANY reasons.”  I smiled and laid my head against his chest, “Really now??  What are they?” 

Dave smiled, “I’d list them, but Ric doesn’t need or want to hear them.”  I smiled up at Dave, “I was kidding babe.”  “I wasn’t.”  Ric laughed, “Should I leave?”  I shook my head no, “Nope.  You were here before Dave.  If ANYONE should leave it should be him, but he’s not going anywhere.”  Ric raised an eyebrow, “Not going anywhere, ‘eh?”  I nodded, “Yep. He’s staying right where he is.”  Dave rolled his eyes, “Yea.  Okay Rea.” 

“See…  he knows I have all the power in the relationship.”  Randy had just came into the room and when he heard me say that he wined, “Aww Man.  I should have just stayed away from you freaks.  I don’t want to know about who has the power.”  Ric laughed, “Randy…  she was joking.  It’s obvious Dave would overpower her.”  Dave shook his head, “I dunno.  She IS a little vixen in bed.”  I smiled, “I’m a little vixen!?”  Randy looked at me oddly, “You WANT to be!?”  I nodded, “Of course.  I LOVE being Dave’s little vixen.”  Randy looked disturbed.  “What Randall?”  Randy shook his head, “It’s just I don’t think of you as a vixen…  nor did I WANT to think of you as a vixen..  Man.  That’s just WRONG.” 

I just rolled my eyes, “Whatever Randall.  Just pretend that was never said in your little world, okay?”  Randy nodded, “Yea…  THAT’S what I’ll do!”  I just shook my head in disgust, “And to think we’re the same damn age.  Sometimes he acts 16.  Hell…  my 16 year old cousin acts more mature then Randy does.  Now THAT’S pathetic!”  Ric laughed, “Whatever you say Angel, Whatever you say.”  I nodded, “It’s ALWAYS whatever I say, you should know that by now Rickers.” 

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--Two Weeks Later on RAW--

The guys had just left the locker room to do an interview before their match tonight.  I hopped up and grabbed my cd player out of the gym bag I had with me.  I grabbed my “Shock’n Ya’ll” cd by Toby Keith and I put it in.  I put it on number 2, Whiskey Girl, one of my favorite songs on the cd.  Unbeknownst to me stupid ass Jonathan Coachman, or ‘The Coach’ as he likes to be called was right outside the door with a camera crew.

As soon as the song started up I started to sing and dance to it, hell I’m just a normal girl…  you’re tellin’ me you don’t dance when you hear a song you REALLY like??  Yea…  that’s what I thought.

Anyways…  as I was saying…  I was singing to ‘Whiskey Girl’ by Toby Keith and dancing along with it.  I can’t even give you a description of how I was dancing, probably pretty stupidly though.  I just was dancing around the room.

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Don't my baby look good in them blue jeans?
Tight on the top with a belly button ring
A little tattoo somewhere in between
She only shows to me

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There was a knock on the door.  I had the music up so loud that I didn’t hear it though, so Coach just came right on in.  He heard the music and figured I couldn’t hear him knocking.  When Coach looked around and didn’t see any members of Evolution he was a little confused.  After all, he WAS supposed to have an interview with them right now.  Where could they be?  Oh…  you know, they could be in the gorilla pit where the interview was SUPPOSED TO take place. 

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Hey we're going out dancin' she's ready tonight
So damn good-lookin' boys it ain't even right
And when bar tender says for the lady
what's it gonna be?
I tell him man...

She ain't into wine and roses
Beer just makes her turn up her nose
And, she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas
Just ain't enough good burn in tequila
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
She's my little whiskey Girl
She’s my little whiskey girl
My Ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like 'em rough

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Coach turned to the camera, which was rolling and said, “Well, I don’t know who this lovely lady is, but she sure can sing.  Why don’t we just watch her sing and wait until she’s done to ask questions.”  I got really into the song at this point and I was getting my grove on…  if you can get your groove on while listening to country music.  I personally think it’s quite easy, it just has to be an upbeat song like the one I was listening to.

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Baby got a '69 mustang
four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring
I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go
Hey, I drive too fast, but she don't care
Blue bandana tied all up in her hair
Just sittin' there singin' every song on the radieo

She ain't into wine and roses
Beer just makes her turn up her nose
And, she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas
Just ain't enough good burn in taquilla
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
She's my little whiskey Girl
She’s my little whiskey girl
My Ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like 'em rough

No Cuervo Gold Margaritas
Just ain't enough good burn in taquilla
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain

She’s my little whiskey girl
Whoa she's my little whiskey girl
my ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like 'em rough
Yeah, I like 'em rough
I like 'em rough

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As the song ended I heard applause.  My eyes got HUGE and I turned around.  I saw Coach standing there with a camera crew.  I gulped, “Coach?  Hi.”  Coach smiled, “Why hello there.  You wouldn’t happen to know where Evolution is, would you?”  I looked at Coach like he was stupid, “Yes.  They have an interview right now.  Actually…  YOU’RE supposed to be giving the interview.” 

Coach nodded, “Sure am.  So, where are they?”  “Have you lost it dude?  They’re in the gorilla pit.  That’s where they interview is being conducted.”  That’s when I noticed that the little red light was on the camera.  That stupid little red light paralyzed me, I couldn’t move if I tried.  Finally I realized that I couldn’t very well kill Coach on camera, so I just went to find the guys…  maybe they could lessen the embarrassment some.  Maybe…  but doubtful.

I ran out of the room and I heard Coach yell to me, “Who ARE you?!”  I just kept running.  Finally I reached my destination, but by that time I was panting.  The guys all looked at me worriedly.  Ric handed me a bottle of water.  I nodded my gratitude and when I could speak I did, “I was just on tv.”  Randy laughed, “You’ve been on tv plenty of times.”  I rolled my eyes.  “True pretty boy.  But you don’t understand!  Those times I was just off in the background.  Coach just taped me singing in you’re locker room.”  Then it dawned on me, “OH GOD!  I was singing AND dancing!  The whole world just saw me dancing.”  And with that I about fell over, but Dave caught me.  “Okay…  what were you singing to?  And why the hell was Coach there?!”  I just looked at Dave with watery eyes, “It was ‘Whiskey Girl’ by Toby Keith.”

Paul laughed, “You and that country music.  I bet you put it on as soon as we left didn’t you?”  I nodded.  Dave asked again, “What was Coach doing at our locker room?”  I just looked at him and shrugged.  Coach came up to us with the camera crew, “I was there to interview you guys.”  Batista’s eyes blazed, “The interview was HERE not in the locker room!”  Coach looked worried, “I didn’t realize that.  But damn, that woman can sing.  Toby Keith would be proud.”  I just whimpered noticing the cameras again. 

Triple H patted my shoulder, “It’s okay Rea.  I’ll take care of it.  Batista, you just take care of your woman.”  Then he turned to Coach, “You little piece of shit!  You went to the wrong place and THEN to top it off you taped Rea singing?  WHY!?”  Coach gulped, “I didn’t realize that you weren’t there.  I started taping her and I couldn’t help it.  She just pulled me in.”  Dave shouted, “SHE PULLED YOU IN?!”  Coach nodded, “Um…  who IS she?” 

Ric stepped up to Coach.  “That’s Andrea.  She’s Evolution’s Personal Assistant.  I think it’d be best if you left before Batista got lose.”  And the camera moved to Batista and I.  Dave had his arms around me and I had my head buried in his neck, “Oh Dave…  it was so embarrassing!”  “It’s okay Baby.  Everything’s gonna be just fine.”  Batista sent Coach a warning glare and then pulled my head up, “Do you want me to kill him?”  I looked over at Coach and sighed, “No.  I’d miss you too much when you were in jail.”  Batista smiled at me and Randy laughed, “Damn.  This is your lucky day Coach!” 

The camera man told us they had gone to commercial.  I sighed, “Seriously guys…  that was SO NOT COOL!”  They all started laughing.  I just glared at them,  “What do you find so funny?”  No one said anything, “That’s what I thought.  GOD, You guys are so mean to me.”  Coach came up to me, “I’m really sorry ma’am.”  I just glared at him, “I should just let Dave kill you.  That was NOT part of the script!  Why the hell did you go to the wrong place?”  “I didn’t meant to…..”  I just growled at him, “You already forgot my name?  You are worthless.  It’s Andrea.”  “I didn’t mean to Andrea.”  I just rolled my eyes, “Oh yea…  that apology just makes everything better.”  Then I added, “And what in the bloody hell possessed you to TAPE ME?!” 

Randy whispered to Dave, “Man…  she’s taking care of this all on her own.  She’s not gonna need you anymore.”  Dave laughed, “No…  she just doesn’t like Coach.”  I cleared my throat, “I don’t appreciate being talked about being my back BOYS!”  They both spoke up, “Sorry.” 

Coach kept apologizing and I just glared at him.  “I’ll tell you what.  Since I was on television I think I deserve some type of compensation for it.  Figure out how to get me what I deserve and then I’ll forgive you.  Until then, you better watch out buddy.  Cuz I’ma ‘bout to fuckin’ castrate you!”  When I said that all the guys around winced.  I turned to my boys, “I’m gonna watch your match from the locker room UNINTERRUPTED.  Good luck.  Don’t kill anyone Baby.”   I gave Batista a kiss on the cheek and I left.

Randy turned to Dave, “Man she was REALLY pissed.  You even got the pity cheek kiss…  that hasn’t happened in a while.  Usually we have to pull her off of you so we can leave.”  Dave just smiled, “That’s my Girl…  Which I JUST realized was said on camera.”  Paul shrugged, “We’ll just work it into the script.  Hopefully this way Rea won’t mind being on tv.”  Ric just shook his head, “You never learn do you Paul?”  Paul laughed, “OH…  I’m not going to talk to her about it.  I was thinking Vince could talk to her.  That OR…  Oh…  Shawn could get her to do it.” 

Randy laughed, “You WANT her to talk to the heart break kid himself??  That’s just asking for trouble man.  I think Dave could do it.”  Dave backed up, “OH NO…  I’m not getting involved in this.  This is between you guys and Rea…  NOT me.”  And with that they got headed out to the ring for their 8 man tag match with HBK, Shelton Benjamin, Benoit and Foley.

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I was standing in the locker room screaming at the tv…  “LOOK OUT!  RANDALL DUCK!!”  But Randy did not take my advice and he got clocked right in the chin with Shawn’s SCM (Sweet Chin Music if you forgot, lol)  I knew that the guys would lose… but I was still REALLY into watching matches.  What can I say, once a fan always a fan.

The guys didn’t come back into the locker room and after about ten minutes I got scared.  What if Randy really got hurt??  SHIT!  And I went running out of the room.  I wasn’t looking where I was going and I ran right into Chris Benoit.  I looked up at him from the floor, where I had landed.  “OH Shit.  Sorry Benoit.  Didn’t mean to run ya over.  You guys wouldn’t happen to know where my boys are, would you??”

Shelton looked at me, “You got boys?  Damn…  ya need another one?”  I smiled, “Um…  no.  Thanks for the offer though.”  Shawn just stood there with a smile on his face waiting for me to talk to him.  I just stared at Shawn in awe for a few seconds, then I shook my head, “Um…  hi.”  After I said that I looked down at my shoes..  Could I sound stupider??  Not bloody likely.  Benoit turned to Shelton with a smirk on his face, “She’s Evolution’s.  You don’t want to mess with that.”  Shelton’s eyes about bugged out of his head, “What?”  Shawn smiled, “Yea…  didn’t you see her right before our match?” 

When Shawn said that I turned bet red, “YOU saw that?”  Shawn nodded and winked, “Toby Keith would be proud.”  Shelton nodded, “I don’t know who that is…  but you can sing.  And that dancing.  Man… I can’t believe you’re Evolution’s.”  I sighed, “I’m not their property.  I’m their personal assistant.”  Benoit laughed, “You’re more then just that.  They don’t shut up about you.”  I rolled my eyes, “Oh whatever…  Dave’s the only one that can talk.”  Shelton looked confused, I laughed, “Batista.”  His eyes got huge, “You hang with HIM?”  I smiled, “Honey, I do more then just hang with him.”  Benoit laughed, “She’s his girlfriend…  you really WEREN’T paying much attention earlier.  Paul said that on camera.”

My eyes got wide, “EXCUSE ME?!” Shawn and Benoit nodded, “Yep…  Paul told Dave to take care of his woman.  Have you spoken to Coach since then?”  I growled, “NO…  hey.  You wouldn’t mind giving him the SCM again, would you??”  Shawn got a big smile on his face, “The SCM…  Sure, I’ll tune up the band for ya.”  I squealed and gave Shawn a huge hug, “REALLY?  I would ask Dave to go after him, but Dave would SERIOUSLY hurt the little man..  I don’t want Coach dead,  I just want him to know you don’t fuck with me…  and you SURE AS HELL don’t tape me.”

I sighed, “Sorry ‘bout that…  Sometimes I can’t control myself, especially when I’m around really hot guys, SHIT…  Said that out loud didn’t I??  Oh well, but anyways…  Where are my boys??”  No one said anything, “What??  Did you hurt Randall?  Like REALLY bad or something?”  Benoit laughed, “Randall!?  Man that’s great.”  I rolled my eyes, “Oh yea…  CHRISTOPHER!  Really great.”  Shawn laughed, “You make up names for everyone, don’t you?”  I nodded, “Yea…  it’s one of the many weird things I do.”  Shelton smiled, “You wouldn’t tell us what Evolutions nick names are, would you??”  I smiled, “It depends on who asks me.”  Shawn smiled, “Well, what are they?” 

I sighed, “WELL…  since YOU asked Shawn…  I call Randy either Randall or Orton, depending on if he really pisses me off of not.  I call Paul, Tripsey or Paulie, he hates both of them though…  aren’t I sweet??  I call Ric, Gramps or Rickers.  And Dave…  I have lots a cutesy names for him.”  “Ya gonna make one for me?”  I smiled at Shelton, “WELL…  usually I have to actually hang around the person OR I have to like them A LOT…  so not yet.   But maybe.”  Benoit laughed, “You made one for me.”  I rolled my eyes, “No see…  You were annoying so I made on for ya…  That’s a totally different thing all together.” 

Benoit touched his chest where his heart would be, “Ouch…  break my heart why don’t ya.”  I stuck out my bottom lip, “I’m sorry Chrissy..  are you okay?”  Shelton busted out laughing and I turned to him, “Oh…  you must not have heard.  People that make fun of my nicknames get WORSE ones.  I’ll just have to think of one for you little man.”  Shelton’s eyes got wide, “Little Man??”  I thought about it, “Yea…  compared to MY man, you ARE little.”  And I looked at Shelton like I was a little angel and hadn’t just mad fun of him.

That’s when I heard it, “DAVE CALM DOWN…  Rea’s somewhere.  No one would dare hurt her.  Her Big Snuggle Bear would kill them.”  My ears perked up and I turned around.  “Davey!?  Where have you been baby?”  Dave found me, picked me up and spun me around.  “Baby…  where were you guys?  I’ve been looking for you forever.”  Dave sighed, “You were looking for us?”  I nodded and buried my head in his neck, “Yea.  I was running around and ran smack dab into Benoit.  Those goons distracted me, plus they didn’t know where ya’ll were.”

“I was worried…  thought somethin’ happened to ya.”  I smiled, “Well…  I’m just fine.  I thought something happened to YOU though.  You okay Baby?”  Dave smiled, “Perfect now.”  Shawn and Chris stood there, “Awww…  the big man is a BIG softy.”  I moved my hand to the back of Dave’s head and calmed him down.  Then I turned to Shawn and Chris, “You’re just luck I like you two.  Dave may be a softy with me…  but he sure as hell wouldn’t be a softy with anyone else.”  Dave growled, “Baby…  calm down.”  Dave put me down and I put my arms around his waist.

Randy stood there and I could just tell he was going to open his big mouth so I looked at him sternly, “Don’t even think about it Orton.”  Randy sighed, “You suck the fun outta everything Rea.”  I nodded, “Yep…   I’m just a fun sucker.  But anyways…  that SCM didn’t hurt too much did it?”  Randy shrugged, “Not more then it usually does.”  I nodded, “You don’t need an ice pack or nothin’?”  Randy shook his head no.  “So…  where were you guys anyways??”  Dave sighed, “Paul and Ric wanted to talk to Bischoff.  They dragged us with ‘em.”  I smirked, “Oh they did??  I just may have to talk to them about that.  I had no earthly idea where you boys were.  I got rather worried.” 

The Coach came up to us, “Um…  Andrea, ma’am…  I talked to Erik earlier.  He said your next paycheck will have an added bonus to it for my stupidity.”  I looked surprised, “Oh really, now?”  Coach nodded, “Well, then I guess you did earn your pay tonight.  You can leave now.  Thank you.”  And The Coach left like a scaled dog with his tail between his legs.

As soon as Coach was out of vision and ear shot I got a huge smile on my face, “Damn…  that felt GOOD!”  Shelton shook his head, “Man…  Ice Queen.”  I just looked at Shelton, then I rubbed Dave’s stomach, “Babe…  if you’re gonna kill him at least make it fun…  give him a running head start, it’ll be more of a challenge that way.”  Shelton’s eyes got huge and he gulped, “Um…  I didn’t mean anything by it Batista.  I was just joking, I SWEAR, I was just joking.”

Dave got a little smirk on his face, “Maybe you should apologize to Rea.  If she forgives you, so will I.”  He turned to me, “I was just kidding…  I really didn’t mean it.”  I smiled sweetly, “Is your apology heart felt or are you just scared because I can sic Dave on ya?”  Shelton gulped, “Both actually.”  I shrugged, “At least you’re honest.  Yea…  you’re forgiven…  THIS time.  Next time you might not be so lucky.”

I turned to Randy, “Where are the old guys?”  Benoit and Shawn started laughing because of that.  I looked at them like they were weird.  All of the sudden I was gently tackled to the ground and was being unmercifully being tickled to death.   “NO!!  *giggle*  STOP!  *gasp*  Paulie!  *shriek*  I was  *giggle* KIDDING!”  “Say it Rea…  Say it!”  “NO!  I REFUSE!”  And Paul started tickling me even harder.  “FINE, FINE!  You’re better then Shawn.  Happy?!”  Paul had a huge grin on his face, “Nope.”  And he continued to tickle me.  “Why?!”  “You didn’t say it right.”  I laughed more.  “I’m gonna pee my pants Paul!”  Paul laughed at that, “So change your pants later.”  “OH MY GOD!!  PAULIE IS 100 TIMES BETTER THEN SHAWNIE!”  And with that Paul stopped tickling me.  

I got up and ran to the bathroom.  I came back and everyone was laughing over it.  “That was SO NOT funny Paul Michael Levesque!”  Dave laughed, “You’re wrong babe…  it was hilarious.”  I just stuck my bottom lip out and I started to whine, “Ya’ll…  Stop making fun of me.  It’s not very nice.”  Shawn came over to me and put his arm around me, “There, There.  We all know that I’m still better then Paul.  No worries.”  And my lip stuck out even further. 

Ric sighed, “What’s wrong Angel?”  I walked over to Ric and put my arms around him, “They’re all making fun of me.  And the worst part…  I made a fool of myself in front of my idol today.  Not once, but TWICE!  I just want to curl up in a ball and cry.”  And everyone started to feel bad.  Shawn came over to us, “Hey…  you didn’t make a fool of yourself.”  “Yes I did…  first stupid Coach ruins everything. And then Paul goes and be’s a jackass.  It’s just not fair.”  Shawn lifted my face, “It’s fine Honey.  There’s no reason for you to be so sad.”

I sighed, “I guess…  but I still feel stupid.  Anybody have a stupid stamp??”  And everyone laughed.  “Come on Orton…  I know you have one…  wanna share with me?”  “HEY!  I resent that!”  I smiled, “I was just kidding.”  Shawn smiled, “And another thing.  You’re always crackin’ jokes.  And they’re really funny too.”  I smiled, “I try.  Actually…  they just come to me.  I’m very sarcastic, got that from my Daddy.”  And I gave them a big cheesy grin.  I’m such a ham sometimes.


--The Next Day--  

My cell phone rang around noon, when I looked at the display I smiled.  I flipped open my phone, “Hey SarahBeth.  What’s up?”  “WHAT’S UP!?!  I’ll tell you what’s UP…  what in the bloody hell were you DOING singing to TOBY KEITH last night?”  I smirked, “Well Sarah…  I was SO into TK’s song that I felt the urge to sing along with his oh so wonderful voice.  And just to let you know that was NOT planned.  Dumb Fuck Coach messed up.”

Sarah sighed, “Okay…  I’ll give you that much.  It wasn’t like you planned to let millions upon millions watch you sing that crap.  But in all seriousness why do you listen to that CRAP?”  I rolled my eyes, “And just WHAT am I supposed to listen to Princess Sarah?  HUH?  WHAT?!”

Sarah didn’t say anything.  “Yea.  That’s what I thought!  Critique me all you want but you don’t help the situation any.”  Sarah sighed, “And what happened to the CD I made for you?”  I smiled, “OH…  the Hoobastank one?  That’s in my cd case along with the rest of my cd collection.”  Sarah growled, “Why do you think I made that cd for you?  So it could sit pretty next to your Hanson cd’s?  I think not.  I wonder if Dave knows you had a thing for the blond boys?” 

I rolled my eyes and got a smile on my face, “Yes Sarah…  He knows about the obsession I had with Taylor okay?!  GOD you’re never gonna let me live that down are you?”  “Hell No!”  I growled, “DAMN IT!  It’s been four years since I liked them.  HELL!  It’s YOUR fault that I even found out who Hanson was!”  “And I’ve never regretted anything more in my entire life.  You’re walls were freakin’ wall papered Hanson.  Scared the shit outta me.”  I rolled my eyes yet again, “They were NOT wall papered.  You could see the pink walls on all four corners on every single poster THANK YOU VERY MUCH!”  

I sighed, “Was the only reason you called to give me a hard time about RAW?”  Sarah laughed, “Pretty much.  I thought hell Ash doesn’t watch so SOMEONE should give you shit about it.”  I laughed, “That IS true.  Ash would have called me right after it happened and lectured me on how my musical tastes suck.  Since her rap shit is any better.” 

Sarah laughed, “VERY true.  But seriously now…  listen to the cd I made you.  It’s good stuff, you’ve heard it in my car many a time.”  I rolled my eyes, “I know I have.  But I don’t usually like that music too much.  I’ll tell you what…  I’ll listen to the whole cd all the way thru sometime.  THEN I’ll pass judgment on it.  You should do that with some Toby Keith.”  “HA!  NO FUCKING WAY!  I refuse to listen to that shit voluntarily.”  I laughed, “I know I know…  ‘Toby is evil’  Whatever.”  Sarah laughed, “I can just see you rolling your eyes at that comment.”
 
I smiled, “How’d you know??”  We both laughed.  “Well, I better let you go get back to Snuggs.”  I laughed, “Snuggs??”  “You call him Snuggle Bear correct?”  “Yea…  I see what you mean now.”  Sarah smiled, “Tell to guys I say hey.”  “Will do.  Talk to ya later hun!”  “Yep!  Bye Love Ya!”  “Love Ya!”   

I put my phone back on the counter and laid across the couch, while in the process laying across Paul and Randy because they were sitting on the couch.  “Sarah didn’t like my choice of music last night.”  Paul looked at my oddly, “Why is that?”  I sighed, “She doesn’t like Toby Keith.  Hates him with a passion, always has.”  The questioning look didn’t leave Paul’s face, “I don’t really know why.  I don’t think she has a REAL reason.”

Randy laughed, “And why DO you like Toby so much?”  I smirked, “Well, besides the fact that he’s damn fine for an old dude…  His voice, it’s just awesome.  Plus his songs are REALLY good.”  Randy laughed, “Oh Yea…  Because I just LOVE that song ‘If I was Jesus.’”  I rolled my eyes and kicked Randy’s arm at the same time (Hey what can I say I’m a talented girl), “That was SO not deserved Buck-O.  I never said I liked ALL his songs, or even THAT song for that matter.  Cuz honestly…  that song IS a little weird.  But his songs ARE Good.  Like ‘Who’s Your Daddy’, ‘American Soldier’, and ‘Country Comes to Town’ just to name a few.”

Randy just sighed, “I’m with Sarah on this one.  Some of his songs are okay.  But the majority?  Not so much.”  I rolled my eyes, “We’re all entitled to our own opinion I suppose.”  Then I realized something, “HEY!  You used one of Andrea’s phrases!”  Paul laughed, “I don’t think Randy realized that they were YOUR phrases.  Besides that, you know how hard it is NOT to use someone’s catch phrases when you hear them all the time.”  I nodded.

“You’re so smart Paulie.  Do you know what my favorite catch phrases are?”  Paul chuckled, “Not in the slightest…  should I be worried??”  I got a shit eatin’ grin on my face, “Well, I have a lot of faves.”  Then I got up off the couch.  “First and fore most…  I’ve got two words for you…  SUCK IT!”  Which I accompanied with the ever so eloquent ‘crotch chop’.  Paul had a BIG grin on his face after that one, “I thought I’d pay homage to my favorite faction of all time. Liked that one did ya?”  Paul nodded.

“Then there’s…  I’ll take that, shine it up real nice, turn that son bitch sideways and stick it STRAIGHT UP YOUR CANDY ASS!”  And I let out a little giggle.  “AND DUDE!!  When I hear those bells toll… damn, it sends a shiver straight down my spine.  And his tattoos, pardon me while I wipe the drool off my chin.”

Randy laughed, “Well it’s a good thing Dave has all those tats then, huh?”  I stared off into space thinking of Dave and I shivered, “The tats don’t hurt the sex appeal any.  But I must admit…  it was definetly his physique that started my attraction for Dave.”  Dave wrapped his arms around me from behind, where he had snuck up on me.  “Oh it was, was it?”  I nodded and smiled, “Yep.  I just LOVE it when you wrap your arms around me.” I turned around in his arms so I was facing him, “I feel so safe wrapped up in your big burly arms.”  And I gave Dave a long kiss.

Paul laughed, “Do I have to separate you two?”  I smirked down at Paul, who was still sitting on the couch, “No Daddy…  I’ll be good.”  And I laid my head on Dave’s shoulder.  “It’s a good thing I’m so tall, otherwise this would be VERY uncomfortable.”  Randy laughed, “And of course…  it’s ALL about Rea’s comfort.”  I rolled my eyes at Randy, “You’re just lucky I’m so comfy right now Orton.  Otherwise I’d smack you upside the head.”   

Paul laughed, “I just love it when you do that Rea.”  I smiled sweetly, “And I LOVE to do it.  It brings much joy.”  Dave just laughed, “Beatin’ on Randy brings you joy?”  I nodded, “But of course.  It’s the best feeling in the world to know that you’ve put yet another cocky little bastard in his place.”  Then I thought about what I had just said, “I take that back.  It’s not the BEST feeling in the world.  That’s reserved for you big man.”  And I patted Dave on the chest, “But beatin’ on Randall is high up on my list of things I love to do.”

Paul smirked, “Ya hear that kid?  She gets more joy outta Dave then she does outta you.  How does that make you feel?”  Randy shrugged, “Honestly…  I’d rather her not get ANY joy out of beatin’ on me.  I’d prefer her to NOT beat on me.  At first it didn’t hurt, but she hits the same spots over and over.”  And I got a sinister smile on my face, “I do that on purpose Orton.” 


--Later That Night--

We were all sitting in the ‘living room’ and watching wrestling tapes.  Well, the guys were watching the tapes, I was doing work on my laptop.  The guys always seemed to be watching wrestling tapes, but that’s a way for them to learn more about their up coming opponents so I tend to keep my mouth shut about it.  And I know…  me keeping my mouth shut, it’s a shocker. 

My boys were watching the tapes and I was working…  again shocker, me actually working.  I was actually deciding what magazines and tv shows the guys should be on while at the same time looking at their up coming schedule.  It’s called multitasking people…  I’ve had to learn how to do that in the last few months. 

Evolution was set to being a big article in RAW magazine in two months and they had a photo shoot set up for two days from now for that article.  There is also an article about Dave in PWI Magazine set to come out in September.  Not a very interesting article though.  It just talks about how Batista is a force to be reckoned with in the WWE today.  I mean, yes it is true…  but that has already been said so many times, after a while it gets pretty tiring and boring.  The Legend Killer is also in an article in Inside Wrestling Magazine.  And Triple H is an article in The Wrestler set to come out next month.  (Author’s Note:  I made that up.  None of those articles are real.  Figure you all knew that, but I don’t want anyone to be misinformed.  So again…  the articles above are not real.  Chow.)

Paul was set to be on Leno in a few weeks.  Thankfully I was not going with him, Steph was.  I’d rather not accompany Paul to Leno…  knowing Paul he’d make me go out there with him.  And then it hit me.

“Um…  guys?  Are you at a stopping point yet?  I really need to talk to ya.”  Paul grabbed the remote and hit stop.  They all turned towards me, “Yes Angel?”  I smiled sweetly at Ric, “Well…  here’s the deal.  What’s gonna happen about last night?”  I sighed, “The way I see it one of three things can happen.  Either we pretend that last night never happened.  I get involved in some sort of storyline.  OR I become a member of Evolution, one that does NOT wrestle.”

Paul had a huge smile on his face, “Well, you know how I feel.  But it’s really up to you.  Steph, Shawn and I could come up with an awesome storyline for you with or without Evolution.  But it’s your decision Rea.  If you don’t want to do anything like that, well that’s fine too.”  I sighed, “What do you think I should do guys?”  And I looked at the other three expectantly.  “Well Angel…  I would really enjoy it if you became part of the Evolution gimmick.  You already work well with us behind the scenes, so it wouldn’t be hard at all for it to work on camera.”

I nodded and looked at the other two, “Randy?”  Randy sighed, “WELL…  I would say only if you could be my girl on camera…  But that would ruin my playboy image AND I think Dave here would get a little jealous.”  Everyone laughed, “But seriously.  You’d be great in Evolution.”  And then all eyes turned to Dave. 

“You really have to ask me what I think??  I’d LOVE it.  But only if it would make you happy.  Don’t let anything we said pressure you.  BUT…  you wouldn’t have to worry, I’d be right there beside you the whole time.”  I giggled, “No worries for me.  I’d have Big Bad Batista right beside me.”  Then I sighed, “I actually like the sound of that.  But no more flexing on your way down to the ring.  Everyone already knows you have a great bod…  it just looks tacky that you want to show it off.”  I giggled, “Actually…  it reminds me of a certain someone having a certain match with Steiner.  It makes me shiver every time I think of it… YUCK.”

I laid down in bed with Dave that night and was distracted by my thoughts.  How I was distracted with that hot hunk of beef laying next to me I’ll never know, but low an behold I was.  Here I work for World Wrestling Entertainment and I haven’t met most of my favorite wrestlers.  I mean yea, Evolution’s great and all…  but I’m talking huge icons here.  Kevin Nash, Undertaker, Hulk Hogan, and Scott Hall just to name a few.  I’m not much of a Hall fan, but back in his Razor Ramone days…  he was just the man back then.  Almost to the Shawn Michaels level there, what with the ladder match at Mania X and all.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”  I snuggled back into Dave, “Well…  I was just thinking of all the guys I’d love to meet, the ones I grew up watching and loving.”  Dave smiled, “And just who would those be?”  “Well, first and foremost there’s Kevin Nash.  He’s one of my all time faves.  But Big Sexy left a few months before I started working for you.  Then of course there’s ‘Taker.  Mark Calloway.  He just seems like a cool person to meet.  Plus…  he’s the UNDERTAKER, who wouldn’t want to meet him?” I smiled over at Dave, “OH!!  And Hulk Hogan.  I remember watching the Hulkster on tv with my daddy every Saturday morning.  He was the best!”  Dave smiled, “I love how you call your dad ‘Daddy’…  it’s so cute.”  I smiled, “I know.  I’m just the cutest little thing ever…  but as I was saying.  Of course there’s Scott Hall too.  If I’m gonna meet the rest of the nWo then it’s only right I meet Toothpick.  OH!  I almost forget Bret Heart!  I remember at my first live event Bret and Shawnie were going at it.  MAN…  that was a long time ago.  I feel old now.” 

Dave laughed, “You feel old??”  I shrugged, “Well yea.  That feud was like ten years ago.  That was when I fell in love with Shawnie.  I swear I probably told my dad I was gonna marry him when I grew up.  Then the next day I woke up from my little dream world and realized that I’d never meet him.  THAT and he was WAY too old for me.  I mean, he’s almost my dad’s age.  What was I thinking??”  Dave laughed, “Babe…  I don’t think you WERE thinking.  But HBK does have this aura about him.  You just feel compelled to watch him and then you almost always end up liking him.  I wish I had that.” 

I smiled at Dave and patted his cheek, “Don’t worry any.  You’ll always be my Snuggle Bear.”  Dave laughed, “I think I should come up with a silly nickname for you.  One that would make you blush every time I said it in public.”  I rolled my eyes, “What?  I don’t blush enough as it is?  My face is always red.”  Dave nodded, “Okay, so maybe always making you blush it out of the question…  but I do need to come up with a cutesy nickname for you.”  With that said I snuggled into Dave’s arms and I finally fell asleep.

The next day I was sitting on the couch in the ‘living room’ surfin’ the net on my laptop and Paul came barging in.  “So…  I hear you wanna meet Kev.”  I looked up from the story I had been reading, “Yea.  I love Big Sexy.  Never saw the punisher though.”  Paul looked at me oddly, “If you’re such a huge fan why didn’t ya see it?”  I sighed, “No one wanted to see it with me.  I wasn’t about to go to the theatre alone, so I just never went.”

Paul shook his head, “Andrea, Andrea, Andrea.  If you would have told me this before hand I could have gotten you into the premier.”  I got the ‘What the Fuck’ look on my face…  I tend to get that look a lot when I’m around these guys.  “And just HOW would you do that Mr. Levesque?”  Paul just shook his head and laughed, “Kev’s one of my best friends.  He invited me to the premier but I couldn’t go.  And besides that Kev didn’t have a date.  He would have loved to take you.”

I rolled my eyes on that one, “Oh yes.  Kevin Nash would have taken ME to his premire.  Sure thing buddy.  And Buffalo’s have wings.”  And I hear a deep voice say, “Well…  Jessica Simpson seems to think so.”  Let me tell you, my eyes about popped right outta my head.  

“You-You’re Kevin Nash!  HOLY SHIT!”  Kevin just laughed, “Yes, that’s what my momma named me.  Man, it’s been a while since I’ve gotten a response like this.”  I bit my lower lip and I just stared at Kevin.  Paul laughed, “I bring one of my best friends here and all you do is stare.  Damn.”  I blinked and shook the cobwebs out of my head, “Oh.  Sorry.  It’s just, I can’t believe you’re standing in front of me.  You’ve always been one of my favorite wrestlers.”  Kevin laughed, “Right below Shawn right?”  I turned and looked at Paul, “Oh no.  What have you told him?”  Kevin laughed, “No, no, no.  Don’t go blaming Paul.  Shawn told me about you too.”

I nodded and got a big smile on my face, “Um…  can I have a hug?”  Kevin laughed, “Course it’s okay.  Anything for you Sugar.”  And winked at me.  I blushed and gave Kevin a hug never wanting to let go.

“Well if I didn’t know any better I’d think you were trying to take my woman Nash.”  I smiled and let go of Kevin.  “Baby.  You just got back from the gym?”  Dave shook his head no, “In ring action.  Have to be prepared for Monday.”  I smiled, “Come over here you.”  Dave came over to me and I put my arms around his neck, “What exactly did you tell the guys this morning?” 

Dave smiled and kissed the corner of my mouth, “Not much.  Just was you said to me last night.”  My eyes gleamed, “Not much ‘eh?”  Then I smiled, “That’s okay.  Just don’t do it again.”  Dave laughed, “Whatever you say, boss.” 

I laid my head on Dave’s shoulder, “You’re so good to me.”  Then I looked into his eyes, “I love you Baby.”  Dave smiled down at me, “I love you too sweets.”  I just stayed in Dave’s arms for a few minutes.  “Shit.  I’m not being a very good hostess am I?”  Kevin smiled, “You’re doing fine Sugar.  How long have you and Dave been together?” 

I smiled and thought about it, “A couple of months.”  Kevin laughed, “A couple of months??”  I rolled my eyes, “Okay…  so more like 4 or 5.  But ‘eh, leave me alone.”  Kevin smiled, “You say ‘eh like you’re Canadian.  Where are you from?”  I laughed, “Canadian.  Honey, I’ve never even BEEN to Canada.  I’m from Council Bluffs, Iowa.  About 20 minutes from Omaha, Nebraska.”  Kevin nodded, “I’ve been there a few times.”

I smiled, “I don’t remember what event it was, maybe an In Your House or something like that, but you and Shawn fought in Omaha.  It’s on Shawn’s dvd.”  Everyone in the room laughed.  “WHAT?!  Two of my favorites are on it.  That’s why I remember it!”  Paul just shook his head in amazement.  “And what stood out to you during that match?” 

I just rolled my eyes at Paul, “If you MUST know…  Kevin put his belt around Shawn’s neck and choked him with it.  That’s pretty much the only thing I remember.  OH!  And Kevin stared at Vince sending some sort of message to him.  And Kevin won…  I think.  Not really sure, it’s been a long time since I watched the dvd.”

Kevin just looked at me, “You really are a big fan, aren’t you?”  I nodded, “But of course.  Who doesn’t like Big Sexy?”  I rolled my eyes, “I mean DUH…  the name says it all Big Sexy.  How’d you get that name anyways?”    Kevin laughed, “I really don’t remember.  It’s been quite a while ago.”  I turned to Dave, “If you look like THAT when you’re his age I’ll be a VERY happy camper.”  Everyone laughed.

I rolled my eyes, grabbed my laptop and sat down on the couch to close the stories I had been reading.  Everyone watched me, “What are you doing on that thing Rea?”  I looked up from my screen innocently, “Nothing.”  Paul snickered, “Oh come on!  You’ve got to be doing something.”  I just looked up again, “Nope.  I’m not doing anything.”  Paul growled, “Well something sure as hell has your attention, now doesn’t it?”  And he grabbed my laptop out of my hands.  Two words were going thru my head at the moment.  OH SHIT!!   
 
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Paul was reading the story that I had been reading before my laptop had been rudely yanked out of my grasp.  Have you ever felt like you just want a hole to appear right below you so the earth can swallow you whole??  Well, I was feeling that right at the moment. 

Paul raised his brows in surprise.  “Well, well, well.  Ms. Steffen seems to have very interesting sites pulled up on her computer here.”  My face turned bright red, I’m talking cherry tomato here.  SHIT he looked at more then what I had up on the screen.  I looked around the room trying to find something interesting to stare at so I wouldn’t have to look at the gentlemen in the room with me.

“Ooo…  Kev.  I didn’t know you had it in you.”  Kevin looked at Paul oddly, “What the hell are you talking about Levesque?”  Paul got an evil look on his face, “Why don’t you find out for yourself.”  I gasped, “NO!  Damn it Paul!  You suck!”  Paul touched his chest, “I didn’t know you felt that way about me.”  And wiped a pretend tear from his eye, “I’m so happy Rea.”

I glared at him and growled, “No…  the only thing I feel for you right now is hatred.  That’s my fucking property you little shit!”  And then I growled out the next sentence to him, “If you fucked with anything that I had on it I’ll fucking kill you.”  Paul’s eyes got wide and he looked scared for about two seconds.  “Okay.  On second thought you just sit tight Nash.  I don’t want to die.”  I kept glaring at him, “Hand it over you big shit head.”  Paul handed me my laptop.

“Damn.  I didn’t know you had it in you Rea.  I’m sorry…  obviously I stepped over some boundaries when I did that.  I’ll make note not to ever do that again.”  I just looked over at Paul, “You’re damn right you’ll never do that again.  Because if you DO you’ll never have any children.”  All three guys looked at Andrea startled.  I sighed, “Just leave me alone for a few minutes.  I’ll calm down.”  They all nodded and Kevin hit Paul’s shoulder. 

“What the hell were you thinking??  Oh, that’s right you NEVER think!”  He shook his head in discust, “I mean damn…  you really want her to kill you, don’t you?  Provokin’ her like that.  You really are a shit head.”  Paul stared to fell bad then, “Honestly…  I didn’t know that she’d freak like that.  But seriously the stuff she had on that.  DAMN, no wonder she freaked.” 

I sighed, “Damn it Paul.  I really wanna hit you.  But if I hit you then I’ll just end up hurting you and then Vince’ll have my ass.”  Paul came over to me, “I really am sorry Rea.  I didn’t realize that you’d freak like that.  I just wanted to mess with your head.”  I sighed, “You succeeded.”  It was quiet for a while, “I wouldn’t have minded had it just been the two of us…  but No…  you had to go and be macho in front of your friends.”

Paul looked at me oddly, “You wouldn’t have minded?”  I shook my head, “Nope.  But you had to go and make a show of it all.  I mean, it’s not like it’s a big secret or anything.  I just would have preferred if you’d not done it in front of someone I just met.”  Then I smirked, “Plus, it was about him…  so that could be another reason.”  Kevin looked thoroughly confused.  “Dave knows…  and obviously Paul does now too.  I read fan fiction.  I’ve also written some fan fiction, but I haven’t done that for a while.”

Kevin still looked more then a little confused.  I laughed, “Here.  Read it.  This chapter isn’t too smutty.”  And I handed my laptop to Kevin.  Kevin read part of the chapter, “Okay…  question.”  I waited for his question, “Why do people write fan fiction about us?”  I smiled, that had been just what I thought he’d ask, “Well…  there can be various reasons.  If it’s a good story then they like you, usually a LOT.  If you’re the heel then obviously they don’t like you.”  I smiled, “But that’s not what you meant is it?”  Kevin smiled, “Nope.  Not exactly, although that does make a lot of sense.”  I nodded, “I know when I wrote the stories that I did, it was because I had no life.  It’s REALLY boring in council bluffs.  I figure that there are a lot of people who had the same problem as I did.  That and they’re a REALLY big fan.  I’d think that was a necessity for any story.”

“So, what’s the name of this story?”  I smiled, “Well…  that would be ‘A BIG SEXY  Hart Attack’ by Sharnhorst.  She’s a really good writer.  Every one of her stories has been good.”  (Author’s Note:  I just couldn’t help it.  That’s probably my favorite Kevin Nash story out there right now.  But yea, back to the story…)  Kevin nodded, “Big Sexy Hart Attack…  I can see why she’d name it that.”  I nodded, “Yep.  That’s actually a sequel to an undertaker story.  The first one’s pretty damn good too.”

Paul shook his head, “I didn’t think I’d ever know someone that was into fan fiction.”  I looked at Paul oddly, “There are a lot of people that like fan fiction Paulie.  I’m SURE that you’ve met a fan or two, or you know like a couple hundred, that had read some sort of fan fiction that had you in it.”  I laughed, “I mean it’s not like you’re Dave who doesn’t have a million stories written about him because he’s not a humongo star…  (Knock’s on Paul’s head)  Hello, anybody in there?  You’re Triple H.  Probably one of the biggest wrestlers in the last five years.  You have stories upon stories written about you, or that have you in them.  Hell you’re probably a bad guy half the time a good guy the other half.  There are lots of people who love to hate you.”

Paul looked at me with big eyes, “There are really that many stories written about me?”  I rolled my eyes, “Well, I don’t know but I’m sure there are thousands.  Here…  we’ll check right now.”  I got on fanfiction.net and went into the search area.  “There are 148 under Triple H, 99 under HHH, and 28 under Paul Levesque.  I usually look under the wrestlers real name first.  If the author takes the time to know the characters real name then the story is almost always gonna be better.”  “Now lets go to yahoo and do a search.”  I laughed at the result.  “70,000 Triple H fan fiction sites.  But who knows how many of those aren’t what they’re supposed to be.  Triple H stories…  there are even MORE of those.  391,000; but most of those are repeaters of the first search.  I would search under Paul Levesque…  but they’re all gonna be the same stories again.”

Paul rolled his eyes, “I just wanna smack that smug look off your face.”  My smile got even bigger, “Why is that Paulie.  Because I was right??  Nah, that couldn’t have been why.  I’m right all the time.”  Paul raised an eyebrow, “All the time huh?”  I just laughed, “Ha ha.  I was kidding.  Man Paul, you need to learn how to take a joke.”

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We had just arrived at the arena.  Today was the day…  I was becoming a part of Evolution on screen.  Don’t get me wrong I’m thrilled, but at the same time I’m scared shitless.  What if the fans don’t like me?  Hell…  what was I asking that for?  I’ll be a part of Evolution, of course they’re not gonna like me. 

I read the script over and over trying to memorize it so I wouldn’t mess up that night in front of all the fans.  Paul sat next to me, “You’ll be fine Rea, perfectly fine.  We have lots of faith in you babe.”  I sighed, “Thanks Paulie.  I needed to hear that.  I’m so excited but the butterflies are going wild in my stomach.”  Paul smiled, “I know exactly what you mean.  But there’s no reason to be nervous.  We’ve went over the script endlessly.  You won’t be able to forget you lines, t just won’t happen.  And even if it were to happen, which it won’t, but if it were…  we’d all cover for you.  We’ve got your back Rea.” 

I smiled and gave Paul a hug, “I’m glad you’ve got my back.   With Evolution on my side I know I’ll survive.”  Paul smiled, “Yep.  And even if something goes wrong and someone tries to make an example out of you Dave’ll kill them.”  I giggled, “He would, wouldn’t he?”  “You’re damn right he would.”

Raw had just started, and the Evolution music hit.  “Damnit what the hell are they doing out here?”  “I don’t know JR, but I sure can’t wait to find out.  Maybe they’re gonna talk about that beauty that was in their locker room last week.”  And with that said they showed a clip of my singing and everything else that happened that night.

Paul finally got to the ring with Dave, Ric and Randy in toe.  Paul grabbed a mic out of Lillian Garcia’s hand, “Last week Evolution was disrespected.  NO ONE, and I mean NO ONE disrespects Evolution and gets away with it.”  Randy grabbed a different mic, “We had a nice little surprise planned out, woulda shocked the shit out of everyone.  But Coach ruined that.”  Paul cleared his throat, “Without further adieu,  I’m happy to present the newest member of Evolution.  ANDREA!”

And the Evolution music plays again as I make my way down to the ring looking pissed as hell.  Dave climbs out of the ring and helps me into the ring.  I give Dave a cute little smirk.  Then I grab Randy’s mic out of his grasp.  “COACH!  Get your stupid ass out here!” 

Nothing happens.  “Oh what Coach…  ya scared?  You think a poor little defenseless woman is gonna hurt the Coach?”  I batted my eye lashes.  “Get out here you little chicken shit!”  The Coach’s music hit and he came down to the ring reluctantly.  I stared Coach in the face, “What gave you the right to storm into the Evolution locker room like that last week?”

Coach started to talk,  But I interrupted him,  “Nothing!  You had absolutely NO reason to be anywhere near Evolution’s locker room last week.”  “Man King…  I don’t like Coach, but she’s being a little harsh don’t ya think?”  King just stared at Andrea, “King??”  “Man, look at her puppies.  What?”  JR just shook his head, “Nothing King, nothing at all.”

“And for all the shit you put me thru I’ll have to think of a way to get retribution.”  I lowered the mic and thought about it, looked over at the guys of Evolution and got an evil grin on my face.  I walked over to Dave, and started talking in hushed voices to him.  Dave got an evil look in his eye and he focused everything on Coach.

“I would NOT want to be the Coach right now.”  King laughed, “I’d NEVER want to be Coach.  But I agree, this doesn’t look good for the Coach.”  I walked back and stood directly in front of the Coach, “Tonight, in this very ring, you have a match, Coach.  Would you like to know who your opponent is?”  Coach gulped and nodded, “Tonight it’s The Coach versus Batista!”  “WHAT!?  King!  That animal will kill Coach.”  “I agree JR, Coach is dead meat.”

And Evolution left the ring, Paul leading followed by Ric and Randy and lastly Dave and Andrea, Andrea with her arm moving up and down Dave’s massive back.

“Well…  if you’re just tuning in to RAW here on Spike TV you’re in for a treat tonight.  A match between The Coach and Batista was just scheduled for later tonight.”  And with that said RAW went to commercial.

As soon as we all got backstage I waited for Coach.  When he came back I went over to him, “I’m sorry about that Coach..”  Coach laughed, “You don’t have to do any explaining to me.  It makes the most sense for a story line.  I knew it was coming after I heard you were gonna be on screen.”  I smiled, “Yea.  But that’s not what I was gonna say.”  Coach interrupted me again, “I understand that too Andrea.  You’re a part of Evolution now.  If you didn’t act like that you’d be out of place.  Plus, I did deserve it.  Have I apologized for taping you singing last week?”  I laughed, “You’ve apologized many times Coach.  It’s okay now though.  Not the end of the world like I had previously thought.” 

I was making my way back to the locker room when Shawn stopped me in the hall.  “Congratulations Rea!  You did great out there!”  I smiled and blushed, “Really?  I wasn’t too comfortable being a bitch on screen, but being with Evolution and all I didn’t have much of a choice.”  Shawn smiled, “You made a great first impression.  Well, second impression technically…  but your first impression was great also.  Which is why I came to look for you in the first place.”

I got confused, “You lost me there Shawn.  What do you mean THAT’S why you came to look for me?”  Shawn smiled, “Well, I was talking to Bisch earlier when he got a phone call about that segment last week.  Seems a Mr. Toby Keith watched the show and enjoyed your little rendition of his song.”

My eyes about bugged out of my head, “WHAT?!”  Shawn laughed,  “PLEASE tell me you’re joking and that really didn’t happen earlier.  Please?”  Shawn smiled, “Hate to break it to ya, but it did.  And Toby Keith was right…  you did a wonderful job last week.”  I rolled my eyes, “Whatever Shawn.  You just don’t want me to feel stupid.  Guess what, it didn’t work.”  Shawn laughed, “You’re still not over the singing on live television that millions watched, huh?”  I shook my head no.  Shawn smiled, “People will forget eventually.  After they stop showing the segment that is.”  I sighed, “The only thing I didn’t like about tonight was that everyone had to watch that again.  Didn’t I embarrass myself enough that one time?  You’d think WWE would know I don’t want it to be shown tons.”

Shawn shook his head,  “You know it’ll be on DVD’s in the future right?  Those funny moments on RAW…  that’ll be one of them, purely because of your reaction.”  I rolled my eyes, “It’s gonna haunt me forever, huh?”  “’Fraid so.”
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