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Dee paced back and forth in the locker room, twirling her lip ring with her finger.

"Can't this match end already?" The Supreme Diva sat on a folding chair polishing her Diva's champion belt, not once looking up towards Dee.

"Breathe, it will be over when it's over." The Navy blue eyes jetted over to Diva with a frown as she stopped pacing for a split second and now looking towards the belt.

"I hope you knock something off of that." Diva Aka Meg Gratton snickered "He'll be fine." Dee stopped with her arms crossed and looked as if she had no clue to what Meg could have been talking about.

"I'm not worried about anyone… I just want to go out kick the Bella twins ass and go home." Another snicker came from Meg as she stood and put the belt around her waist

"Sure, Dee whatever you say. Are you even going to get dressed, it looks like Orton just may be done ripping Jericho a new one." Hurrying to the bench she would kick her sneakers off and grab her knee high black boots, that matched her ring attire all too well which was a black mini skirt and a cropped long sleeve shirt that stopped just below her chest. Lacing the last boot she would stand to her feet

"See I'm still as fast as I was when I entered the business.." It was a long time that they had been in this industry, they were both eighteen and just out of high school. Well, Dee was.. Now at Twenty-Two and Twenty-Six they had seen plenty of people come and go, and the few that stayed had made a name like those two did. Dee would walk to the vanity to check her make-up she often would stop and realize how much she had changed over the four years, how they changed. The ringing of the bell would then snap her back into reality. A knock on the door would make her smirk.

"You ready yet?" The voice asked on the other side of the door.

"We're coming!" Diva would shout as she walked over and pulled Dee from the mirror

"You look wonderful now lets go."

"I am…" She sounded like a seven year old getting rushed to school, opening the door they would walk out into the hallway. Dee teased her hair some just to give her, her stage look. Her role was a bit eccentric. They would pass by Orton and Triple-H, as always Meg would stop to give her fiancé a nice kiss on the lips. A look would be exchanged between Randy and Dee.

"Took you long enough." Dee stated to Randy

"Well, when you're the greatest, you sometimes need more time with the fans. Diva's are just eye candy." He answered with a smirk

"I'll give you eye candy, you son of a -"

"Kids, kids, now play nice or I'm going to have to put you both on punishment." Hunter chuckled. Another look was exchanged as Dee and Meg made their way to the ramp, they stopped and waited for the queue. Dee would take one of the water bottles and take a swig of it.

"Ready Meg?"

"I was born ready."

A giggle would come from Dee as she thought her reply, but didn't state it. Their entrance theme would come on and the would step out onto the ramp. Dee stared out into the crowd cheering and chanting their names. A smile grew on her face as she lifted her arms and began walking, She would speed her walk up mid-way just to do a couple of cartwheels down the ramp. Reaching the ring she would pull herself up onto the ring and turn putting her back against the ropes, doing a back flip into the ring. Diva would make her way up the steps and enter the ring, taking her belt off and sticking it in air to show it off to the fans. The Bella twins were already in the ring. With the ring of the bell the match was on, it was a tag team match between them, Meg had controlled most of the match before tagging in Dee. Hopping over the ropes she would clear Brie Bella with a clothesline. Running over to the other corner, she took out Nikki with a knee to the stomach. She would turn to Brie as Nikki rolled on the mat in pain from hitting the floor, just as she went to pick up Brie for the finisher. She noticed Randy and Triple-H standing at the top of the ramp. They were talking amongst themselves and pointing to Dee and Diva, a glare would be aimed to Randy from Dee as she set Brie up for the RKO. When Brie hit the ring floor, Dee would quickly place the three count pin. Standing up with the referee holding her arm, she pointed to him as him and Triple-H entered the ring. Hunter would put his arm around Meg, and laugh pointing to Dee. Randy was standing behind Dee shaking his head.

"You took my finisher"

"And?" Dee asked turning and extending her arms out to the side as if she were offering him a match. The four of them would exit the ring and make their way's back to the locker-room. This time they would all head to Triple-H's room to watch the end of the matches. Meg sat on the leather love seat with Hunter and talk over about the matches in the weeks ahead. Dee sat on a folding chair and drank the bottle of water she left in the back before the match, glancing over to Meg she would stand up and stretch

"As much as I would love to sit and watch you love birds. I need a cigarette."

"I think I'll join you," Randy responded for them. Again the glare was shot to him as she started to head out towards the parking lot. Upon arriving at her car she would unlock it and sat in the driver side to fetch her pack of cigarettes. Lighting one she would take a deep drag and notice Randy making his way towards her. With a groan she would exit the car and stare at him.

"Are you hell bent on aggravating me?" She asked

"No, but it is fun"

"Fun? Does the mighty legend killer even know what fun is?" Taking another drag of the cigarette she blew the smoke towards him

"You know I'm not really a bad guy." Randy responded

"You sure about that?"

"Well…" Randy answered. She responded with a laugh and flicked the ash off of her cigarette. She noticed that she hadn't took her eyes off of him. He wasn't as bad as she thought, stepping away from the car she would shut the door and lean against the shut door. With a smirk she would hang him her pack

"I'm guessing those wrestling shorts don't have any pockets."

"You guessed right." He answered taking one out and lighting it. Randy would take a deep inhale of it and breathe out. Dee laughed at his response and slide some hair from her face. Taking the last drag of her cigarette she would drop it onto the ground and stepped on it. Looking back up towards Randy she would smile again.

"Sorry for stealing your move.. I was hyped up from the match and you were there. So I had to prove I was able to be amongst the best."

"You already are sweetheart."

"Don't be cute with me." Dee answered as she started to walk away from him, she was unaware that he had extended his hand to take hers.

"Your going to walk away from the legend killer?"

"Yep.."

"I could easily take you down out here and no one would know."

"So you would just attack a woman for no reason?"

"If you walk away maybe." Randy finished his cigarette and pull her towards him.

"Or I could just kiss you." He went to plant one on her lips, tilting her head back she would avoid the kiss. Instead she would place her index finger on his lips with a smirk.

"What makes you think I'd kiss you?"

"I'm Randy Orton! Who wouldn't?"

"Me…" She replied pulling her arm from his grasp. Just as she went to walk back to the locker room Meg and Hunter were walking out into the parking lot. Meg crossed her arms looking at the two that were alone in the parking lot for such a long time.

"Am I missing something?" She wouldn't let either of the two reply

"Hunter and I are going to grab something to eat then head back to the hotel. I hope you won't be too upset that I won't be bunking with you Dee."

"A little… We got a double room for what reason?" She asked with a frown then smirked thinking they might as well enjoy each other before marriage.

"I guess I can survive in a room by myself.."

"I was going to bunk with hunter, I'll take the other room." Randy stated. All eyes fell on Randy in a sort of awe. Meg and hunter glanced at each other and smirked

"Do you think you guys can get along long enough to last the night." Hunter asked Dee

"I guess… Although it may take all of the mini bar then some." She scoffed as she walked to her car and opened the door.

Hotel Room

Getting off the elevator, Meg and Hunter would go to the room across from the one Dee had rented for the evening.

"Enjoy your evening.." Dee said with a smirk and swiped her key card to unlock the room. Walking into the room she would set her duffle bag onto the king size bed. Stopping to realize that the room had one bed she plopped onto the bed.

"Damn it!"

"Well, it is a king size we can make do.."

"Damn right we can.. Your sleeping on the floor!" Dee stood up and walked over to the mini bar. It wasn't very mini, guess the hotel thought that wrestlers were heavy drinkers. Taking a bottle of Jack Daniels she would pop the lid off and sit back onto the bed, she hadn't realized that Randy had already made his way to bed and laid across it on his belly. Looking behind her she would met the gaze of his.

"Is there a reason your staring at the back of my head?"

"I was just thinking. I never went to bed with someone I worked with."

"Well, your not going to bed with anyone it this room." She gulped some on the liquor that sat patiently in her bottle. Shivering from the burn of the drink going down her throat she leaned back to take the remote from the hands of him. Turning the TV on she would flip through the channels until she reached a movie that seemed somewhat interesting, her eyes traveled over to him, he was now taking a bottle from the line of liquor that had been left for them. There was also a gift basket in the room sitting on the table to the left of the patio doors. Taking another drink her shiver was smaller and the drink burnt a little less.

"So vodka is your drink of choice?"

"I've learned to make due with what you got." He drank from the bottle also with a wink towards her

"Oh please, you make due with anything.." She again took a swig like she were a professional drinker.

"This is going to hurt in the morning." She laughed and stood up walking over towards him and raised her bottle to him.

"Here's to our bunking together." Randy laughed and tapped his bottle against hers.

"Cheers to that.. So how did you get the RKO down so well?"

"That's my little secret." Dee replied. Setting the bottle down and making her towards the bed, that same arm that grabbed her in the parking lot did again. Looking down to his hand, her eyes made it's way up his arms past the sleeve of tattoos, past his neck onto his lips with a pause, and finishing at his eyes. A smile grew upon her face. As she let herself be held this time. It may have been the Jack that was running through her blood, for the fact that she was finding herself slightly attracted to him.

"Is this going to be a repeat of the parking lot?" She asked him waiting for a smart remark

"You mean me RKOing your ass?" Randy asked. Taking another drink and winking. Dee took the bottle with her free hand and took a drink with him. Randy quickly out his bottle down and brought his free hand up to her neck. Her face had a startled look on it as she set the bottle down and tried to back up. His hand holding her arm pulled her closer to him so he could whisper in her ear.

"Remember I'm a force to be reckoned with. I could drop you in here too, but then I would get caught." She brought her free hand to his hand holding her throat. Sliding her hand down his arm until she reached his elbow, breaking her other arm free. She would bring it up to put him in an elbow lock. Holding onto to it, she would stare into his emotionless eyes.

"You forgot that I am not as weak as the other divas" She spoke through clenched teeth. Randy reversed it and pulled the back of her into him, so that the were standing in the room both facing the patio door. He had both her hands in his and held onto her bringing his head down towards her shoulder until he rested upon it. Her eyes were set to the side, she could barely see him only the bridge of his nose and eyes.

"No, your not. That's why I want to take you under my wing and teach you some moves… With the both of us teamed together it will be the legend killer and the Diva killer." He whispered into her ear again as he brought his lips to kiss her neck. She would bite her lower lip with the feel of his lips upon his skin, she knew that his grip slightly lightened as kissed. That was her time to pull away, when she did that he would bring her hand to his face for a slap. Taking the bottle of Jack she had sitting and waiting for her, she walked towards the bed.

"Your not the big badass that you think you are.. I know it, you know it, everyone knows it."

"You sure about that?"

"Positive." Dee mumbled. Randy would sit on the opposite side of the bed and look to the clock on the wall. With a groan he would lay back onto the bed. Only twelve-thirty, which meant they had only gotten off about an hour ago. He watched her drink down what could have been two double shots. Dee leaned back onto her elbows and looked into his eyes. She was starting to really feel the effects of the alcohol, biting her lower lip she would watch him sit up so that they were face to face. She placed her hand that was the closest to him onto his chest.

"As much as I can't stand you, I am somewhat attracted to the thought of us joining together. The two of us would be a great team."

"I knew you would come around sooner or later."

"Who said I came around?"

"I did.."

"Oh, and who are you?"

"The Diva killer…" He replied With a smirk Dee sealed the deal with a kiss on the cheek.