Thora Martin walked into her hotel room, and kicked her heels off. She lost almost 5 inches by doing so, and while her heels were very comfortable, after being on your feet for nearly 12 hours, anyone would be ready to kick their shoes off. She also shed her suit jacket, as she sat down in a chair that sat right inside the door of the room. She reached back and pulled a couple pins out of her long brunette hair, as she let it fall down her back, shaking it out. It had been a long and trying day, and all she wanted was to relax in a nice hot bath, then go to bed, and forget the night had ever happened. She started to unbutton her shirt, when her phone rang. By this time she was so annoyed with it all, she answered it without even looking at the screen to see who it was.
"This is Thora." She said into the receiver.

"Hey there." The voice said.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"You sound very annoyed tonight." He commented.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Do you know where I am?" He asked.

"No, I don't, and I'm not really in the mood for games tonight." She said, standing up and looking through her peep-hole, while making sure the door was locked.

"Turn around." She turned around and dropped her phone.

"Oh my gosh! What are you doing here?" She asked, as she pressed her back against the door.

"You know you're happy to see me." He smirked evilly as he walked towards her, holding up a few small pieces of metal. She realized that he had picked the lock on the door that connected their rooms.

"What do you want?" She asked. "Its been a long day."

"You keep playing the victim." He snarled, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her to him. "It turns me on. Almost as much as that little strip tease you were starting to do when I walked in here."

"Stop." She said, trying to push him away.

"Do you really want me too?" He asked, placing his hand behind her neck, pulling her lips to his. He moved to her neck. "Are you sure you want me to stop?" He asked, unbuttoning her shirt as his lips crept further down.


She lay next to him, their naked bodies touching. She hated that it had to be like this, hated that she would have to get up and leave the safety of his arms. Hated that no one knew the love that was there between them. Her fingers roamed up and down his muscular abs, as his fingers made invisible circles on her back. But this is how it was, and for the fact that they both had someone waiting for them at home, this was how it had to stay. She lay there letting her body and brain debate each other. Her brain yelled for her to go, while her body craved his touch. At least this hotel had connecting doors, and being in charge of booking, she got to have a say in who got what room. It always seemed random to everyone, no one was the wiser that he always ended up next to her.
It's not like they had set out to do this. They were both friends with each other's opposite. Hell, he had even stuck his neck out on the line to get her the job she had. He had been there for her when she had no one else. They went from just putting up with each other, to being good friends.
He felt her stirring.
"No, it's not that time already." He complained.

"Yeah, Sweet, it is. I don't want to take the chance of someone knocking on my door, or yours. We both know how bad of a liar I am." She smiled, pulling his lips to hers.

"Tomorrow night?" He asked, as she was finding her clothes.

"I'll see you at the arena tomorrow." She said, tucking her dark brown hair behind her ear. She turned her head and smiled at him. His muscular arms encircled her waist, pulling her on top of him. Just then she heard someone knocking on her door.

She kissed him. "I have to go. Lock this behind me." She said, referring to the connecting door.

He jumped up and grabbed her. "Tomorrow?" He asked, his lips nibbling down her neck. "Say yes and I'll let you go. Tomorrow?"

"Yes. Tomorrow." She laughed, pulling away from him, tying her robe around her. "Lock it." She whispered, as she slowly walked out of his room. He pulled the door shut, then she heard his side close and the click of the lock. Again the knock sounded.
"I'm coming!" She peeked out the peep-hole to see Ted DiBiase standing there, well, leaning against the wall. "What do you want Ted?" She huffed opening the door. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"No. But guess what?" He asked, she could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"You forgot what room you're in?" She asked. He smiled answering her question. "Let me ask you, how is it that you can never remember what room you're in, but you always know where I am?" She knew the answer to that. She was afraid that Ted had a crush on her. He always stared at her. Stared to the point of her being uncomfortable with being alone with him. "Wait right here. I'll go check." She made sure her door closed tight and walked over to her folder. She grabbed his extra key and led him down the hall to his room.

"You know, you can come in for a drink." He offered.

"No, I can't. I have a boyfriend." 'Two, to be exact.' She thought. "Besides, I think you need to sleep it off." She shooed him in his room and pulled his door closed, listening for the click, and walked back to her room. She was headed to the shower when her phone chimed, letting her know she had a text.

~You ok?
~Yeah, dibiase forgot his room number, again.
~I may have to have a talk with him.
~And say what? Thats my secret girlfriend, leave her alone?
~LOL. Night, Baby.
~Night.


The next morning she was up early, making sure that everyone made their check out times.
"Hey Thora." She heard her name being called. She turned to see Ted coming down the hall.

"Hey Ted. Whats up?" She asked.

"I just wanted to say sorry for last night. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I know you have a boyfriend at home." He said, with a weak smile.

"It's ok." She said. "Is everyone out of your room?" He nodded.

"Well I gotta go catch up with Runnels. He's my ride." He said, handing her the room cards to his room.

"You don't have to hurry too fast, he hasn't come out of his room yet." Thora said. They walked to his door together. She raised her hand to knock, but the door opened before she could. "Oh, Cody, you scared me." She giggled.

"Hey, Thora. Sorry I'm running late." He said handing her his key card. "Ted."

"Ah, late night Cody." Ted joked, laughing until he figured out that no one else was laughing.

"Do you need any help? I feel bad, making you late." Cody said.

"Nah, I'll be fine. Life of a WWE booking agent. First up, last to leave." She joked.

"Ok, how was her joke funnier than mine?" Ted asked.

"Are you sure?" Cody asked, ignoring Ted.

"Yeah, I just have to grab my stuff, you were the last one out." She smiled.

"Alright, we'll see you in the next town then." He said.
Thora collected all her things. She draped a huge bag over her shoulder, along with her computer bag, and drug her suitcase behind her. She stopped at the front desk on her way to her rental car, to check everyone out. She popped a piece of gum in her mouth as she walked out the door. She would have to of gotten the last parking spot in the entire lot. She lugged her bags around the corner just to run right into Cody Runnels.

"Oh, gosh. That's twice today." She said, resisting the urge to shove him. He laughed, and grabbed the huge bag off her shoulder. "Thanks. What's going on? I thought you guys would be gone by now?"

"Yeah, it seems the car won't start. Guess that's what I get for letting DiBiase drive!" He yelled.

"I swear, it wasn't my fault. All I did was put the key in." Ted complained.

"I hope you aren't coming to me for help." She said, putting her things in the trunk. "I have no idea about cars." She pulled her long, brunette hair back into a pony tail, and walked over to the car. "Try it." She said.
There was nothing. "Are you sure it's all the way in park?" She asked, they both nodded. "Well, maybe the battery is dead, did you leave the lights on?"

"No, I swear I turned them off." Cody said.

"Well, you boys can ride with me." She offered. "We're going the same place."

"Shot gun." Runnels yelled, grabbing his bags from the trunk.

"I can't believe I have to sit in the back, with the excess luggage." Ted huffed.

"Just don't say anything about my driving. I have to try to beat everyone else to the hotel. Which doesn't help when I have someone who is late to get out of their room." She smiled over at Cody.

"Sorry." He muttered. The ride was rode in mostly silence, until they were almost at the hotel.

"So, what does your boyfriend do?" Ted asked out of nowhere.

"Huh?" She asked.

"Your boyfriend, what does he do for a living?" Ted asked.

"Are you serious?" Cody asked. "Even I know who her boyfriend is."

"He's a wrestler." She said.

"I can't believe you didn't know that." Cody laughed to himself.

"He doesn't wrestle with us does he?" Ted asked.

"No." Thora smiled. "He wrestles for OVW, in Louisville."

"Didn't you use to wrestle there Rhodes?" Ted asked.

"Yeah, I wrestled with her man for a few years. He's a decent guy." Cody said.

"Is he any good?" Ted asked.

"Well, I think so." Thora snapped. They might have their problems at home, but she couldn't deny that he was one of the best wrestlers she had seen in the ring.

"Whoa, Thora." Ted chuckled. "I didn't mean to touch a nerve."

"Listen, just because he has never made it big, doesn't mean he isn't any good." She said.

"Settle down, Thora." Cody said. "I'll have to say, he's pretty good." He turned in his seat, looking at Ted. "I bet you know who he is. Eric Thompson."

"That does sound familiar." Ted said.

"A bunch of guys from WWE have wrestled with him." Thora said, hoping to get off the subject. She didn't feel very comfortable talking about her private matters with co-workers.


Due to the company tightening their belt, Thora had been put in charge of a few things, along with the keeping track of all the hotel rooms, she also was in charge of in arena promotions, and souvenir stands. After getting to the hotel and getting things set up, she quickly went to her room and changed for the day, then she headed to the arena with Rhodes and DiBiase in tow. They didn't want to take the chance of not having a ride to the arena. She left them in the locker room area, as she scurried about making sure everything was ready to go. She was making her way through the catacombs of backstage when a hand reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into a dark hall.

"You always give random guys a ride?" His voice made her heart flutter.

"Only when I work with them." She giggled, as his lips found the sweet spot on her neck that always made her squeal. "Stop, before someone sees us." She whispered.

"I don't care anymore. I want everyone to know about us. Then I won't have to worry about anyone else hitting on you." His velvet voice sounded in her ear.

"We've talked about this. It's not the right time." Thora said.

"I can't stand the thought of you going home to him. I want you to myself." He snarled, as his lips attacked hers.

"I know, I don't want to picture you with her, but are you ready to go home and have the discussion with her? Are you ready for the backlash that will come from it?" She asked.

"I know. But soon. It will happen soon." He smiled, stealing one last kiss before he let her go. She straightened her clothes and snuck out, heading the opposite direction of him.


Soon the arena started filling up and Thora went to do her favorite part of her job. She scanned the crowd, looking for one thing. She would usually end up talking with several families before she found the perfect one, but tonight she found exactly what she was looking for. She was in the nose bleed section of the arena, accompanied by a couple members of security. She had five floor tickets, tonight the seats were front row. She sat down next to a little boy who was about 9, who was holding up his home made signs, wearing a home made t-shirt. Thora had become an expert of what to look for. A family who had to save for months in order to give their family a special night out.
"Let me guess, your favorite is Randy Orton?" She asked. The boy eyed her, seeing her badge hanging from her neck. His eyes lite up.

"I love him!" He shouted. Thora talked with the family for a few minutes, then asked to speak with the father alone.

"I have 5 front row seats I would like to give to you and your family, if you're willing to accept them." She smiled.

"What's the catch?" He asked. She was use to that question.

"There is no catch." Thora explained, holding out her hand. "My name is Thora Martin, I'm head of in-arena promotions, and this is something we try to do at every event. If you would like to, you can follow us, and I can see about maybe grabbing a superstar to give your family an autograph and picture." She offered. The family followed her as she lead them to a small room just backstage.
"Just wait here for a minute, I'll see who I can round up." She went and grabbed shirts from the closes vendor, they knew to write it down and she would take care of it later. The shirts she paid for out of her pocket. She had all intentions of getting the kids three favorite wrestlers. She left security with the family as she rounded the corner to see a bunch of the guys stretching, getting ready for the show to begin. Her eyes scanned the crowd for the three guys she needed, but her eyes got stuck on one certain guy, as her heart began to pound. She knew she loved him, even though the words had never been spoken between them. She knew he felt the same as his eyes locked with hers, and he smiled his lop-sided smile, pulling her from her thoughts.
She dodged her way through the stretching superstars to the three she knew would be close to each other anyway.
"I have a huge favor." She smiled to the three guys in front of her.

"Anything for you, Thora." Orton smiled at her.

"Looks like it's a Legacy reunion, at least for a few minutes." She laughed, as Randy Orton, Ted DiBiase, and Cody Rhodes followed her to the small room. She handed them the shirts and 8x10 photos, along with a permanent marker. She stood back and watched the magic happen. A few minutes later she had security escort the family to their new seats, as she thanked the guys for their time. After that she made her rounds, checking on the vendor stands, before heading to take over her spot on the after show autograph session with the Big Show.
She finally walked in her hotel room at midnight, carrying a sack from Burger King. Her late night dinner, as usual. Just as she sat down, her balcony door opened, and he strutted his way into the room.

"Got enough to share?" He asked, kissing the back of her neck.

"You're not suppose to be eating this shit." She laughed, handing him his double whopper and fries.