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Vince McMahon glared down at his employee of twenty-five years, enough to make the man squirm.

"You have a lot of nerve, you know that?" Vince laid into the man.

"Sir, I can explain," he squeaked, trying his hardest not to show how terrified he was of his boss.

"SHUT UP," Vince roared, causing his soon to be former employee to jump. "So… let me get this straight. You sold my ideas for the new laptop to TNA Technology?" The man remained silent, not wanting to upset his boss anymore. Vince took his silence as guilt, and shook his head.

"You've been a trusted employee with WWE Technology for twenty-five years. I've given you so much, and this is how you repay me?"

Still, the man said nothing, instead looking at his shoes.

Vince sighed, sitting down in his chair before glaring at the man once more.

"Mike Chioda, you're fired. Get your ass out of this building and don't let me ever see your face again."

Mike swallowed, his eyes flashing as he stood. "You're gonna regret this," was the only thing he said as he stormed out of the office, slamming the door behind him.

"So what was the story again?" Dave Batista asked his girlfriend of seven months, Lisa Varon.

The raven haired woman smirked to herself, keeping her eyes on the road. "I called Steph this morning like she asked me to, and you don't even want to know the things I was hearing. Basically, the two rabbits are going to meet us at the camp base in an hour or so," she explained.

"Those two need help," Lilian Garcia said from the backseat of the Explorer.

"Not really," her fiancée, Shawn Michaels said. He began to explain himself when the blonde glared over at him. "If they weren't doing the horizontal tango on an hourly basis, then they'd have some issues."

"So, what, Shawn? Newlyweds should be having sex every waking moment they are together?" Lilian challenged her fiancée.

"Sounds good to me," Shawn replied, wiggling his eyebrows at Lilian.

"Ugh," she grunted, shaking her head and jerking her hand away from his to cross her arms over her chest. "Men."

Lisa and Dave exchanged a glance, Lisa flicking her gaze to the backseat, where Shawn and Lilian were each staring out the window sullenly.

"Ah, so… how are the wedding plans coming?" Dave blurted out, only to flinch when Lisa smacked his chest. Lilian and Shawn had been engaged for almost a year.

"Fine." "They aren't." Shawn and Lilian answered simultaneously.

Dave was about to further his questioning when Lisa said, "It's so beautiful out here. I think this is going to be good for all of us."

"Aren't you the little poet," Dave teased. She reached over to deck him again, but he caught her hand. Stretching his arm over the seat, he poised his fingers at her side. "You really want to do that?"

Giggling, she glanced down. "I could ask you the same thing! You do it, and we all crash! Then Shawn and Lilian can't make us God parents." Lisa giggled more when he lightly tickled her side.

Lilian watched on from the back, sighing. Why couldn't that be her?

"Thank you for coming," Mike said to the man sitting in front of him.

"Yeah, so why am I here?" Andrew Martin, better known as 'Test' asked.

"Long story short: You remember that bitch who left you for that other guy?"

Test's eyes darkened as he looked at Mike, crossing his arms over his muscular chest. "Yeah. Stephanie McMahon. I remember her. Why the trip down memory lane?"

Mike smirked, realizing that he had Test in the palm of his hand. "Her dad fired me. And I want revenge," he told Test.

"How?" the huge man asked, his curiosity peaked.

"Well you see, that's Vince's baby girl and if she were to come up missing, he'd cough up the big bucks to get her back."

Andrew quickly caught on. "Oh, alright. But how are we going to get her? She's married now."

"Oh ye have little faith," the older man quipped. "Our little Stephanie has taken a camping, outdoorsy whatever trip with her dear husband, Paul Levesque."

The big man shrugged. "Okay…?"

Mike rolled his eyes. "They're in the woods of Virginia. We're going to be there too. The moment Stephanie takes one step out of their 'safe' camp, she's ours. And once she's in our care? The money is ours." He could see the sparkle in Andrew's eyes and knew he had him – hook, line and sinker.