Hey everyone, I know what you're thinking, she already has 2 fan fics up, why is she posting a 3rd! but this one is something just for fun, and I really like it! Just to let you know, Paul and Stephanie are not together in this, just an FYI…he's single in this one. Please review and tell me what you think!
Laura--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The door slams open to the Crown Coliseum in Fayetteville, North Carolina causing the security guard to jump up from the stop he was sitting at. He watches as a dark haired beauty walks through the door, walking right past him.
"Excuse me miss, but you..." he starts, but she flashes her pass, continuing on her way.
He watches as her hips sway side to side as she walks down the hall, turning the corner and walking out of his sight. As she walks past Vince McMahon's locker room, Shane McMahon walks out, stopping at the sight in front of him. She gives him a little wave as she continues.
"That can't be…" Shane trails off, watching the woman walk away, "shit!"
He turns around and runs back into his fathers office. The woman stops in front of one room, takes a deep breath and shoves the door open, walking into the brightly lit room. Paul Levesque is sitting on the bench, tying his shoes as she walks up to him.
" 'Bout time you got here Shawn," Paul states, not looking up.
She stops right in front of him, placing her hands on her hips. Paul looks down at the strappy black stilleto's as his gaze travels further to two tan, long, slender legs that end in a short tight black mini-skirt. He looks up more to see a sparkly green halter top stretched across a large chest. Dark brown hair hangs down in waves around slender shoulders as Paul looks up to the face of this mysterious woman.
"See everything?" The woman asks, amused.
"Lexi!" Paul asks, shocked, standing up, "what the hell are you doing here!"
"You think you can start up DX again without me?" Lexi questions.
"You never answered my question," Paul states angrily, grabbing her arm, "you don't belong here!"
"Not happy to see me?" Lexi says, amused, "and I do to belong here, I'm your manager."
"I don't need a manager," Paul says, leading her towards the door, "get out!"
"You might not, but DX does," Lexi replies, ripping her arm out of his firm grasp, "I got the call from Linda, I just signed the contract a couple hours ago."
Paul curses and stalks back over to the couch, picking up his cell phone, dialing a number.
"Linda, what the hell.." Paul trails off as Linda cuts him off, explaining the whole situation, "yes, I understand, yes, I'll be good, bye."
Paul throws his phone down and growls. Lexi smiles in triumph, sitting down next to him.
"Come on Paul, I'm not that bad," Lexi says softly, "remember the fun we had back in the day?"
Paul cracks a smile and Lexi giggles. Paul stops smiling and glares at her.
"You screw up once, you're gone, got it?" Paul threatens, standing up, "come on, lets go get your bag."
Lexi and Paul head out to the garage and grab her bag. She bends over to grab her purse and Paul notices how her skirt rises up a bit, revealing the bottom of a well sculpted ass. He looks away quickly as she stands back up.
"So what morons are you destroying now?" Lexi asks, looking over at Paul.
"Spirit Squad," Paul shortly replies, "a bunch of guy cheerleaders."
Lexi starts to laugh and Paul smiles at the laugh. They walk back into DX's locker room and Lexi flops down on the couch, sighing.
"That was a long flight from Stanford," Lexi says, closing her eyes.
Paul sits down on the leather chair next to the couch and watches her, thinking back to DX's earlier years. They were unstoppable, Paul was the WWE champion, The New Age Outlaws were tag team champions, Sean Waltman (X-Pac) was Intercontinential champion, and Lexi was the manager for the group. Lexi was Paul's arm candy and the two of them were the most watched "couple." Things started to change as Stephanie pushed her way in, causing Lexi to leave the company and the rest of DX soon followed. Now, Paul and Stephanie are divorced and she walks back into his life. Suddenly, the door bursts open and Shawn comes sauntring into the room, waking Lexi. He stops in his tracks and raises an eyebrow in question as Lexi stands up.
"You didn't tell me you had 'company'," Shawn says towards Paul, who scoffs, "who's the pretty lady?"
"Flatterely will get you every where," Lexi jokes, extending her hand, "I'm Alexis, but you can call me Lexi. I'm your new manager."
"I like you," Shawn states simply, "didn't you manager for them a while ago?"
"That's me," Lexi replies, "the one and only."
Shawn smiles and throws an arm around her shoulders. Lexi glances at Paul who shakes his head at the two.
"I'm going to head down to catering and see how much trouble I can stir up," Lexi announces, "see ya later boys."
Shawn whistles as she walks out of the room. He turns to Paul and smiles.
"She's perfect for us," he says, sitting down on the couch, "don't you think?"
"Yeah," Paul mumbles, "perfect."
"What's your problem man?" Shawn questions, "I thought you'd be all over her."
"Shawn, she's trouble," Paul answers, "she's the kind that will get you all worked up and walk away."
"A tease huh?" Shawn laughs, "you've never let that bother you before, why let it get to you now?"
Paul nods and stands up, motioning to Shawn.
"Let's go see what trouble she's gotten herself into," Paul chuckles as the two head down to catering.
In Catering
Lexi grabs a bottle of water and turns around, taking in the sights before her. Some new and old faces meet her and she smiles. 'I'm back, I did it!' Lexi thinks before a shadow falls over her. She turns to see two men standing there, one dressed in jean shorts and a t-shirt, the other in black slacks and a blue button down shirt. Lexi raises an eyebrow at the two before smiling.
"And who might you two boys be?" Lexi asks sweetly.
"I'm John Cena," the one on the left announces, "this is Randy Orton."
Lexi nods and walks away from the two, leaving a stunned John and Randy. Randy walks after Lexi, grabbing her arm.
"You're a fiesty one," Randy states, "I like that."
"Really?" Lexi questions, smiling seductively, running a finger down his chest, "you wanna know what I like?"
Randy smirks and nods slightly causing her to giggle softly, her smile melts off her face and she rolls her eyes.
"I like MEN…not boys like you," Lexi spits out, removing Randy's hand from her arm, "now if you excuse me.."
Lexi tries to walk away again, but Randy stops her, glaring at her.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Randy demands, gripping her arm, "you think you can talk to me like that?"
"I'm Lexi Harding, DX's manager," Lexi replies firmly, "and if you don't get your hands off of me at the count of three, I will not hesitate to kick your ass."
Randy laughs, pulling her close. Suddenly, a pair of hands grabs his shoulders, pulling him back.
"3," a voice states, behind him.
Randy turns around to see both Paul and Shawn standing there. Randy lets go of Lexi's arm as she walks over to Paul and Shawn.
"These ARE my men," Lexi announces, grabbing their arms, "don't mess with me again, boy."
Randy backs away as Paul turns to her. She smiles up at him sweetly but he grabs her arm, dragging her back to their locker room.
"What the hell did I tell you!" Paul roars, whipping her into the room, causing her to stumble, "damn it woman, don't you ever…."
He's cut off by Lexi's lips crashing on hers. Shawn stares at the two in amazement as she runs a hand up Paul's chest, breaking the kiss. He stares at her in shock as she wipes her lip, smiling.
"Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go get ready," Lexi says, walking into the bathroom.
Shawn slaps Paul on the back, chucking.
"She sure shut you up," Shawn jokes, causing Paul to glare at him, "oh come on, don't tell me you didn't enjoy her tongue down your throat."
Paul just grunts, flopping down on the couch and turning on the tv and Shawn sits down on the other side. Lexi walks out of the bathroom and sits inbetween them and looks at both.
"I have an idea for tonight," Lexi announces, with a smile as they huddle.
Later, that night
Lexi slowly walks into the McMahon locker room, looking around for the two McMahon men. She walks over to their bags and rummages through them, grabbing Shane's red jersey and Vince's custom made suit. She hears voices coming down the hall and rushes out of the room and back down to DX's locker room. She walks through the door to find Shawn and Paul modeling their wigs.
"Lookie what I got!" Lexi says in a singsong voice, tossing the clothes to the two, "hurry up and put them on, you guys are on soon."
They change and Paul comes out with the tie in hand. Lexi looks up from her spot on the couch as he stops in front of her. He throws the tie into her hand as she looks up at him in question.
"Can you help me out, this thing is being impossible," Paul mumbles as she stands up.
She ties the tie for him and straightens his lapels. She can feel him watching her and she makes the mistake of looking up into his honey eyes. They stand like that for a few moments before Shawn walks out of the room, laughing.
"This is going to be great!" Shawn announces, high-fiving Paul.
Shawn gives Lexi a hug before walking out of the room. Paul turns to Lexi who smiles at him.
"Stay back here," Paul demands, "make sure everything is ready because we're going to leave ASAP."
Lexi rolls her eyes as Paul stalks out of the room.
"What am I your maid?" She mumbles, shoving their clothes into their bags, setting them next to the couch and flopping down on the couch, turning on the tv.
Vince's music hits and out walks Paul, trying to do the 'McMahon' walk, which fails miserably.
"Cut the music!" Paul roars in his horrible Vince impression, "Tonight, me and my son, Shane, will beat the holy hell out of DX. But until then, I'm going to stand here and ramble for no apparent reason. What DX did to him last week was embarassing! It was more embarassing then when Triple H pedigreed me in the middle of the ring exposing my pasty white keister to the world. It was even more embarassing then when Shawn Michaels beat me within an inch of my life at Wrestlemania and it's more embarassing then well….the XFL."
Lexi chuckles softly as the crowd roars in approval before Paul continues.
"Last week, DX brought him a rooster, saying I love cocks, well I don't. What I love are great men, men who are pioneers, like my good friend and NBC; Dick Ebersol, or the Vice-President of America; Dick Cheney, and even that entertainer who's almost as old as me, Dick Clark," Paul states, smirking, " what I'm getting at is that I, Vincent Kennedy McMahon, love Dicks! I said it, I love Dicks! I like big ones, small ones, long ones, skinny ones, white ones, black ones, hell I'll even do an Asian! I just can't get enough dicks!"
"I'll be the first to tell you that anyone who gets between me and my dicks…YOU'RE FIRED!" Paul yells, causing Lexi to burst into a fit of giggles.
Shane McMahon's music hits and out comes Shawn dressed as Shane, dancing around like an idiot causing Lexi to laugh harder. Shawn grabs a mic and dances a circle around Paul who is trying to hold in his laughter.
"Dad, what are you doing!" Shawn exclaims, bouncing around, "I'm your son, the product of your semen…see it says so right on my business card!"
He pulls out a homemade card and shows it to the camera before bounding around the ring again.
"I've tried to be supportive of you through this whole thing, because when you die, which I hope is real soon, the whole McMahon empire will be mine, all mine!" Shawn states evilily, laughing crazily.
"Son, are you mildly retarded?" Paul asks, "you have it all wrong Shane. When I pass, I'm going to leave all my money to my beautiful daughter, Stephanie, and to whoever knocked her up! There's something about that guy, he must have a bazooka in his pants!"
Lexi sighs and looks down at the hands as Shawn cuts him off.
"No way dad!" Shawn exclaims, "you try and leave that money to Stephanie, and bam! Shawn Michaels took my face and shoved it up your ass! I want one more chance, and I'm so excited for tonight that I could just dance!"
Shawn skips around the ring before Paul steps out in front of him.
"Stop it!" Paul roars causing Shawn to fall to the mat with a spaced out look on his face, "you know I have to out do you and if you want to play, then everyone…stand back!"
Paul takes off the jacket as an old video of the real Vince McMahon singing and dancing from 1985. Paul and Shawn dance around the ring like idiots for a while before they're interrupted by the real Vince and Shane come out looking pissed.
"It's about time for this DX crap to come to an end. Which is exactly what my son and I are going to to do them, beat the crap out of you!" Vince spits out, "we have some observers who are going to join us!"
The Spirit Squad comes out with pissed off looks on their faces. Vince notices the porty-a-potty on the corner of the stage and stares at it.
"What the hell is this!" Vince demands, pointing to it.
"Its for you," Paul states, glancing at Shawn, "because you're so full of crap!"
Right after he says that, human waste starts to fall all over the 7 men causing them to fall to the ground, retching in horror.
"Holy shit!" Paul exclaims before errupting in laughter, "because of Shawn, it really is holy shit!"
"This public service message was brought to you by your friends at DX," Shawn states in an announcer tone, " and if you're not down with that, we got two words for ya…"
They both hold the mic out as the crowd screams "suck it!" Both Shawn and Paul continue to dance around the ring as they go to commercial. Finally, they get out of the ring and walk back to their locker room where Lexi is waiting. Paul walks in with the white button down shirt, hanging open, allowing Lexi to get a good look at his physique. Paul's gaze meets hers as him and Shawn grab their bags. The three of them head out to the parking lot and jump into Paul's rental car. Lexi is sitting up front with Paul driving as Shawn sits in the back, chatting away to his wife. She looks over at him and he glances over at her.
"Paul, do you think I could share a room with you?" Lexi asks, causing Paul to swerve suddenly.
"What!" Paul demands, "ask Shawn!"
"I already did!" Lexi replies, "he's rooming with Cena!"
Paul swears and nods. Lexi smiles and thanks him as they pull up to the hotel. Shawn grabs his and Lexi's bag as Paul trails behind.
"Hey, why don't we celebrate by heading down to the hotel bar," Lexi says, "drinks are on me!"
They nod in agreement and throw their bags into their rooms before meeting down in the bar. It's mostly empty and they grab three seats at a small table in the back corner. They order their drinks before Shawn turns to Lexi and starts asking her some questions.
"Are you glad to be back?" He questions as Lexi nods.
"It feels so great to be back!" Lexi answers, "it feels like I never left."
Paul scoffs causing Lexi to shoot him a dirty look.
"Do you have something to say?" Lexi demands, crossing her arms over her chest.
Paul shakes his head and she turns her attention back to Shawn.
"So were you and Paul really an item?" He asks, a goofy smile on his face.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that," Lexi replies softly, looking down at her hands, "we never really offically said we were dating."
"Yeah, and when something better came along, I dumped your ass," Paul chuckles, causing her to glare at him.
"And look at where that's got you!" Lexi yells, standing up, "you got Steph pregnant AND you left her! Did some blonde with big boobs walk by? Is that why you left!"
"It's none of your business," Paul says through clenched teeth, "you were just a piece of ass, get over it."
"Fuck you Paul!"
Lexi storms off leaving Shawn and Paul speachless. Shawn shakes his head at his friend and Paul shrugs.
"She'll cool off," Paul states, rolling his eyes, "she's such a drama queen."
"I don't know buddy," Shawn says, "she seemed pretty upset, I'd go up and check on her if I were you."
Paul cusses and stalks out of the bar and back up to his room, to find it empty. He looks around and notices that her bag is still there. Paul hears a faint noise in the bathroom and walks over to it, knocking softly.
"Lexi?" Paul asks softly, leaning against the door, "that you?"
"Fuck off Paul," Lexi spits out, sniffing softly.
Paul stares at the door in shock. 'She never cries, something's wrong,' Paul thinks to himself, knocking again.
"Open the damn door Lexi," Paul states, "I'll break it down if you don't."
The door flies open causing Paul to stumble. Lexi is standing there, glaring at him, a hairbrush in her hand. She throws it at his head and goes to slam the door again, but he ducks and puts his foot in the door before she can get it shut. He pushes open the door roughly with one hand, grabbing her arm with the other. She rips her arm out of his grasp and starts for the door, but he grabs her again.
"What the hell is your problem!" Paul demands, pulling her towards him.
Lexi lets out a growl and kicks him in the thigh, causing him to let go. She opens the door, but he lunges for it, slamming it shut. He grabs her and pins her to the wall, his hands on her upper arm, gripping it tightly.
"Talk to me damn it!" Paul states as she struggles against him.
"Leave me alone!" Lexi yells out, "you don't care, let me go!"
Paul stares at her as tears start to fall from her eyes even though she's trying to fight them back. In all the years that he's known her, he's never once seen her cry, making him feel like a jackass instantly. He leans in, his lips softly touching hers as she slowly stops struggling against him. His arm snakes around her neck, pulling her closer into him, never wanting to let go. Suddenly, a sharp pain goes through his groin as she brings her knee up, kneeing him in the goods. He lets go, grabbing himself in pain as she stares at him angrily.
"Touch me again and I'll kill you," Lexi threatens, walking out the door.
Ok, a bad way to end this chapter, but I couldn't help it….I thought it was like her. Please review and tell me what you think about this if it's a Yay or a Nay!
Laura
