Title: Fateful Meetings

Author: Mel

Disclaimer: I only own Alexandria and Teresa

Rating: PG 13 to R

Distr: Ask

Summary: Alexandria Lewis and Teresa Rivera have basically grown up together; they have become family. Both girls know what hurt and pain is like, but both have striven to overcome painful childhoods and grown into women with full lives. But both lack one thing, love, and fate is about to do something to change that.

Staring: Dave Bautista, John Cena, Randy Orton, Amy Dumas, Alexandria Lewis, Teresa Rivera, Trish Stratus, Lilian Garcia, Jeff Hardy, Phil Brooks, Hunter Helmsley, Melina Perez, Victoria Varon

Pairings: Alexandria/Dave, Teresa/John, Amy/Randy, Trish/Jeff, possible others

-X-X-X-

"Okay, so we're meeting after your wedding planning appointment right?" The voice of a raven headed, tan Puerto Rican woman said as she talked into her cell phone. Teresa Rivera was a twenty-six year old architect who'd worked hard to get to where she was, growing up in Detroit and California had taught the woman that life could be hard, but if you tired you could overcome any obstacle.

"Yes." Came the reply on the other end of the cellular.

"Okay. We'll I'm leaving the firm now, so I'll just meet you there and it will be easier."

"That's awesome T, because ya know my car's in the shop."

"I know. So I'll see ya in a bit and hell maybe I can sit in on your appointment? You said they were famous?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

Teresa continued the conversation as she put her 1997 Black Mustang in reverse, but hearing a yell and feeling as though she had bumped into something, she stopped. A look in the rearview telling her she had run into a man, over six foot with dark brown hair covered by a cap.

"Umm Allie I gotta go."

She hung up the phone, put the car in park and exited it.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I wasn't' watching where I was going. I should have." She said as she made her way to the back of the car seeing a 6'1 man, dressed in jeans, a t-shirt and cap, looking none too happy.

"You really should watch where the hell you're going."

"I'm sorry." Teresa said again. "Can I do anything to make it up to you? Are you hurt?"

The anger faded from the man's eyes at the 5'8 woman's rambling. The man was none other than WWE superstar John Cena, amusement began to creep into his eyes as she continued on.

"I'm so so sorry. I didn't' mean to. I was talking and not…"

"Hey it's all right. I should have been watching where I was going. So it's all good. I'm John by the way."

Teresa was taken aback, confusion coming into her blue-green eyes. "Huh?"

"I said it's okay. We're both at fault. So let's forget it and I told you my name. I'm John, once again. May I have the pleasa of your name?"

"Oh. Okay. I'm Teresa. I'm sorry though I should be more careful my roommate keeps telling me I'm going to kill someone someday and … that's really too much information right now isn't it?"

The blue eyed man let out a chuckle. "It's aight. I forgive ya."

"Good to know. So you're okay?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Well can I do anything for you?"

"Nah. Just give me your number."

John smiled. It wasn't that she was beautiful, she was, but she was amusing the hell out of him, so why not see what she would do if he pulled her leg a little bit.

"Umm…what?"

"I asked for your number."

"That's nice, but I don't' give my number out to strange men."

"But I'm not strange. We know each other now, ya almost ran over me and ya do owe me and all."

Teresa let out a breath of hot air. "Fine. I'll give you my number."

John smiled and pulled out his cell phone. "Hmm what should I put ya in as…I think…Tess should do. So what's the number Tess?"

"But, ah, my name's not Tess."

"So. Give me the number."

"Fine. 852-478-8695."

"Thanks."

"Your welcome. And sorry I'd love to talk more but I gotta go."

"Sure. I'll give ya a call."

"Sure." Teresa nodded her head and then got back in her car, waving as she drove off. Hmm it was certainly an interesting day wasn't it? She thought to herself.

-X-X-

"So have you decided on tuxes yet guys?" came the voice of a 5'6, red head woman as she made her way into the dressing area of one of Atlanta's most exclusive bridal shops.

"Yeah. I think we're gonna out fit the boys in the black with the white shirts and blue cover buns. They will match the color of the bride's maid's gowns I picked out." The bride of the group said. She was a woman many would recognize. She was simply Amy today but to the world she was known as Lita.

"Alrighty. So that's worked out, now let's see how the guys look. So we need Randy, Dave, John, and Hunter, right? That's all that's in the wedding correct?"

"Well actually Phil's in it too and Cena's not here yet. But Hunter and Phil both had other stuff to do, appearances so…we just have Dave and Randy right now and John's somewhere" Amy said in answer. She was dressed in a blue sweat suit with her hair pulled back in a high ponytail. She had time off and was trying to finalize some of the details of her wedding while she could then she'd turn the plans over to her wedding planner, Alexandria Lewis.

"Okay, well the others can try them on at another time." Alexandria suggested, perfectly plucked eyebrow raised.

"Baby why is it you get to see us in the penguin suits, but I don't' get to see you in your get up?" Randy Orton asked as he led Dave forward to the changing area. They'd been seated in the waiting area while Amy had been telling Alexandria what she wanted the tuxes to look like.

"Because Mr. Orton it's bad luck to see the bride in the gown before the wedding."

"But…"

"No buts, Rando, the wedding lady's right." Came the deep voice of one of Randy's closest friends, Dave Bautista. He had been friends with the Legend Killer since their OVW days.

"But…"

"No buts!" Amy said. "Now get in there, strip and get the tux on now!"

"But…"

"No buts…just go!" Randy hung his head and led the smirking Bautista into the dressing rooms.

"Now I based the two tuxes today that they are going to try on upon the stats you sent me, so we'll look at them and see. Then we can alter or make whatever changes are necessary." Alexandria replied to Amy. She was minus her maid of honor or bride's maids today, but they would come back later.

"Good, good." Amy replied as she took a seat to wait on the men to come out. Alexandria joining her. She was a medium height woman with naturally red hair and green eyes. Alexandria had grown up in an abusive home in California, leaving for college as soon as possible. She had been thankful for the high school counselor who had recognized her potential. It had helped her to become one of Atlanta's most prominent wedding planners at the age of twenty-seven. If you'd asked Alexandria if she would end up where she was she would have said no, but now she was grateful that she'd not seen into the future. She had a full life, friends and a good job. She had everything she'd ever need in life.

Alexandria was pulled from her thoughts by a disgruntled yell. "I don't think this is going to fit." The deep voice of the large tanned man, Alexandria believed, came from the back rooms.

"What?" She asked as she got up and made her way over only to run into the 6'4, broad chested man, having to look up as she met with his mid section.

"Opps, sorry." She said taking a step back and looking at the man, then seeing what the yell was all about. The shirt and jacket fit perfectly but the pants were a little tight in certain areas.

Amy and Alexandria shared a look. "Well Dave, I didn't' know. I guessed at the size, but wow."

"Why are you saying wow?" Randy asked as he walked out, his tux fitting perfectly, then his eyebrows rose as he saw what Amy and Alexandria saw.

"Baby you know mine's bigger."

"Whatever, Pansy ass metro sexual." Dave said, smirking, even in his discomfort. "So could we ah do something about this?" Dave asked, eyebrow raised, looking from Amy to the wedding planner who was still distracted.

"Hello?" He tried again.

"Oh sorry." Alexandria said, shaking her head. "Yeah we'll just ah…let it out a bit and see from there. Okay?"

"Works for me." Dave said smirking as he made his way back to the dressing area followed by Alexandria who needed to talk to the tailors so they could take better measurements.

Amy and Randy staying behind. "So where's John?"

"Still lost? Who knows he'll be here or I'll kill him."

"That's true. He knows this is very important to you." Randy said pulling his fiancée close, planting a kiss on her lips.

"He'll be here. So question what do you think about Dave and our wedding planner?"

"What?"

"What do you think about Dave and our wedding planner? I know she's single and going on how she looked at him…."

"Ames you know you and matchmaking don't go together. Remember when you set Lilian up with Charlie?"

"So? How was I supposed to know he'd try to sleep with her and she'd say no. I just thought she'd like his direct manner. She is always saying she wants an honest guy."

"Amy."

"Whatever."

-X-

So what do ya think? I know, short, but my muses are arguing over what should happen so I left it here, second part could have been better, but it's the first chapter. Mel