The Real Thing

Part One

Ben Satterley had been trying to find steaks at a local Orlando, Florida when he heard a boy talking about John Cena.

The meat section was close to where the grocers had a small toy area and over there was a small woman with a boy no older than eight looking at WWE figures for sale.

"I thought you liked John Cena, Jake." The woman said.

"Cena is okay, but I like the highfliers, Aunt Marlee." The kid said as he placed a box back up on the rack.

"Which ones are highfliers? And what is a highflier?"

"They are people who uses the ropes more than the mat. They use the ropes like a slingshot to do cool tricks in the air. Cena is more ground and pound."

Ben saw the Aunt Marlee shake her head. "Between you and my students, I should know these things."

"Aunt Megan watches all the shows with me."

"Of course she does." His aunt murmured loud enough for him to hear.

Ben shook his head slightly. He really shouldn't be bothered with that. It wasn't as if he had been popular enough. But then again, Neville was still a part of that company even after walking out. He'd had a great couple of months to himself to get his head on straight and was looking for a way back into the game with hopes of getting a better push.

"Oh cool, look Aunt Marlee, it's a Neville figure." Jake said.

Oh bloody hell, Ben turned back to the two of them as the kid was showing his aunt the figure. With his trolley filled with food he had been all for leaving and enjoying some a nice meal on his own. Maybe it was him turning around that caused her to look but Aunt Marlee looked up and over towards Ben. It was really comical to see her look from the picture on the figure's package and then to him before going back to the figure again. It made him smile just a little.

"Can I get this one, Aunt Marlee?"

"Sure, Jake, I don't see why not." The woman said, glancing at Ben again. "We better get going. I have a dance class in forty minutes and I have to get your home."

The boy put the figurine in the trolley they were using.

"I want Neville to come back. There aren't anyone like him in the WWE, now that Tyson Kidd retired. Well there is AJ Styles but even he can't fly like Neville."

Ben followed them, mostly out of boredom and mostly because he wanted to listen in on what the kid was saying. It also gave Ben the chance to look the woman over from the back, with her long waist length blond hair that was pulled up in to a high ponytail and wearing yoga pants and an a sports tank top. Aunt Marlee looked young to be an aunt.

He followed them into a check out queue and waited. The boy still hadn't seen Ben, but the woman did. She kept throwing nervous glances in his direction. She became even more nervous and distressed as the checker started adding up the purchases.

"We don't have enough." Jake said when hearing the total.

"I'm sorry, Jake, I really am. Could you take that figurine off and the milk." Aunt Marlee said to the clerk.

"I'll cover their charge." Ben said. "Just ring mine in with it. I'll pay for it all."

Marlee Haskill could not believe what she heard. Not only was the man that the toy was based off of standing behind them in line but he had a British accent. And he was offering to buy all their stuff?

"No, it's okay. You don't have to." She tried to persuade the man.

"It's okay, love." He said with a smile. And it was a great smile. "Just being friendly. I don't mind helping you out, especially when you have a fan of mine." He nodded to Jake.

Jake hadn't said anything. He was staring at the man only known as Neville to her. She didn't even know if that was his real name but he was imposing from the fact that his gray t-shirt hugged every possible muscle a man could possess on his upper body and sport shorts. His hair was dark, and pulled back into a ponytail. He wore glasses but other than that, he was extremely good looking. Too good looking for her liking.

"Okay." She moved ahead, lightly pulling Jake with her.

She watched as he paid for all their things, even the action figure. He'd just bought them a weeks worth of groceries that she had planned out every detail for. And when he was finished, he'd placed the items in her cart, smiling as he did so.

"Thank you. I don't know how I could ever repay you." Marlee said as they pushed their carts out of the store.

"Well for starters, I'm Ben Satterley. In the WWE I'm known as Neville. And you're not going to pay me back."

Jake held onto the side of the cart while watching Ben talk. Even if Jake was about as tall as Marlee for a ten year old, he stayed quiet and watched the man carefully. Marlee knew why but she wasn't going to press her nephew into doing something he was worried about. Besides, meeting new people was hard for him before and after everything that had happened.

"Wait. I'm not?" Marlee asked once she realized what the man had said.

"You're not going to repay me for my kindness. You can introduce yourselves though." He offered a smile.

Her beat up Nissan was parked next to a shiny Prius, which apparently had been his in the first place. That was just good, it showed how bad off she was.

"I'm Marlee Haskill and this is my nephew Jake Bingham." She put a hand on the boy's shoulder. "What do you say to Mr. Satterley, Jake?"

He made brief eye contact before his gaze fell. "Thanks for the action figure."

"Call me Ben. And you're welcome, Jake."

"Here, Jake, put these in the backseat." Marlee said as she reached for some of the smaller bagged items.

Jake did as he was told, and all but ran to get the things into the car.

"Shy boy you have there." Ben said.

"He's socially odd. It takes him a while to get used to people."

"No shame in that, really." Ben said as he started putting his things in the trunk of his car. "But it's good to meet fans that don't react like maniacs. Respect is very big for us superstars."

"Respect is good anyway you look at it." Marlee said.

He smiled at her, a smile that was genuine she thought. He finished with loading his things up as Jake came back for the second half of the groceries before darting to put them in the backseat.

"Here, let me take your trolley for you."

"The what? Oh." Marlee released the shopping cart. "Sure, thank you."

Again with the damn smile as he guided his cart and hers to the return spot in the parking lot.

"Okay, Jake, better get buckled up."

He was already sitting in his seat with his boxed toy in his hands. He was already buckled up and as Marlee went to close his door and turn around, Ben was standing mere feet from her.

"Can I say farewell to him?" Ben asked in that British accent of his.

"Sure. I don't see why not." She stepped back a little.

"Hey, Jake, it was nice to meet you." He held his hand out.

Jake looked at the man and took his hand, which was the first time he actively went to touch someone that wasn't family. Marlee couldn't help but to cover her mouth.

"Nice to meet you, too, Mr. Ben."

"Eh, close enough. I'll take what I can get." Ben smiled at the boy, and Jake sort of smiled back. Another milestone was hit.

When he stood up, Ben smiled at her.

"Thank you," she lowered her hand. "Thank you, Ben."

"You can stop thanking me, Marlee. My mum raised me to be a good person. And you seem to be a good person, treating your nephew the way you do."

She stood there and watched the muscular and handsome man walk over to his car. He got in, and Marlee continued to stare, watching him pull out. He raised his hand in one final wave before pulling away.

"Oh damn, Megan is not going to believe this." Marlee said before getting in her car.

Hi, I hope you liked the first update for my first story. I have two more parts that I am uploading soon, so they should be out for you guys soon.