Becky hated the flight from England back to her home town of Knoxville, Tennessee. Other people would just sleep though the tiring long journey, but for some reason the idea of sleeping front of strangers freaked her out. Not long now she would be back on her cosy family farm, tending to horses and riding until she could no more. Well before that, there would be a small detour first. To see her brother. Hopefully her flight would be much longer or he'd would kill her for missing the match.
A hour later she managed to finally get to the stadium, hopefully not too late. The food hall before you get into the main part where the match was actually happening was near enough empty just a few stragglers who didn't like who was fighting. Becky didn't mind watching the wrestling matches mainly because she had been brought up into it. Her grandfather and her father were wrestlers and now her twin brother. She had just missed the end of the match and she knew he would hold that against her pushing her way thought the crowd, she hoped that it was the same security guards that were stopping all the fan boys and girls from getting backstage, and this time she would have no fuss getting backstage. Today was her lucky day Gregg and Pete were on guard, she had spent a many a match fetching these two drinks and stuff they would need. She didn't always watch the matches she found them quite reparative.
"hey becks" Gregg who was a short but well built blonde guy shouted to her.
"Hey Gregg, how's things guys" she looked at Pete who was stopping a young screaming girl from push her way backstage, nodded as of a way of saying everything's ok.
"We're good becks; we haven't seen you in ages. I'd say a good year"
"Yeah been work busy and I finally decide a trip home was on the cards, i mean who else is gonna fetch you drinks while there matches are on. To be honest I'm getting a little bored of England" it was true work had been busy but the excitement and spark that she originally found over there had gone. It was definitely nice to be back.
"Hey home is where your hearts is, anyway I suppose you want to see ya brother" Gregg signalled her thought. She had missed him how ever brothers can be annoying particularly twin brothers.
A crowd of half naked well built men stood round talking. Becky scanned the room looking for a specific guy. There, she knew from the sleeves of tattoos that it was him. She knew most of them so she wasn't worried of them seeing her, most of them being good friends, brothers almost. Looking after her while matches were on, looking to her left she saw edge talking to stone cold. She nodded in his direction, and he responded by nodding back. Stopping behind a 6ft 4 well tanned guy who was plastered in tattoos, reaching out and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey randy"
"Hey sis thanks for finally showing" randy Orton replied with a big smile on his face and his arms open wide.
