Author's Note: One shot possibly. An interesting idea. Phoenix doesn't want to keep the peace after springing for a trip for the entire WWE roster to Las Vegas.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~November 6th, 2011 Las Vegas, Nevada~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The entire WWE roster had been in Las Vegas since Friday night. A gift from Phoenix Orton. She was paying for the whole trip as well as child care for those who needed it. The day after a wild night of partying that no one was safe from…well maybe Phil and Scarlett were safe.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A room in the Mandalay Bay Hotel (Phoebe's POV)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

To say I Phoebe Rita Griffiths had a rager of a headache would be an understatement. I haven't had a headache this bad since I took a wicked punch straight to my head in my bare knuckle fighting days. I ran both hands through my deep red hair. A cry of pain escaped my lips as my left hand tangled in my red hair.

I pulled my hand out of my hair and sat up fully in bed. The sheet pooled in my lap and it was then I realized I was wearing a black corset top I don't remember going to sleep in. I blinked my eyesight until I could see clearly. There was what looked like a wedding ring on my ring finger. A million thoughts of which of my co-workers or random dude off the street it was. I looked to the right side of the bed to see much to my horror Nick Nemeth. Oh good lord.

"Hey Nemeth wake up." I said as I reached one hand out to shake his tanned back.

"Shut up." He muttered.

"We have a problem." I said as I got out of bed. I made it all of two steps before the world tilted to the left and I had to catch myself on the bed before nailing the floor. That sharp jerk of the bed had Nick sitting up in bed a snarl on his lips before he turned toward me.

"What are you doing in my bed?" He asked.

"That is an excellent question Mr. Nemeth." I answered as I decided to just sit on the bed.

"What happened last night?" He asked.

"Not a clue but this might be a small hint." I answered as I made sure to flash him the wedding ring now nestled on my left hand.

"You're Griffith's little sister aren't you?" He asked.

"Yeah. I'm working against you with Adrianna." I answered.

"Phoenix can fix this." He said.

"And how to you propose to get into her room?" I asked.

"Aurora Bennett." Was all he said as he got out of bed. I had to look down at the comforter as he went searching for his jeans. I got out and found my clothes from last night. A pair of jeans and a tank top. I changed and waited patiently by the door for Nick to join me. He managed to grab the card key before we left to go ask where Aurora and Stu Bennett's room was. I let Nick go get Phoenix's card key from Aurora. I heard that Stu was a jerk in the morning. Nick walked out and had to duck a shoe that was thrown at his head.

Aurora popped out and got the shoe before glaring at Nick. I followed Nick up to the top floor to where Phoenix's room was. I argued with Nick outside of the room until I got Nick to go in first. I followed after him and followed the trail of Phoenix's clothes from last night to her bedroom.

"Phoenix we have a problem." I said.

"Go away and suck it up like a wrestler." She muttered as she rolled over in her sleep.

"Phoenix this is not a joking matter." Nick said. Phoenix rolled back over and opened her clouded blue eyes at him.

"What is so important Nemeth that you had to wake me up at eight in the morning?" Phoenix asked. I barely had time to realize what he was doing before Nick grabbed my left wrist and shoved my hand into Phoenix's face.

"Two feet away. It's eight in the morning and I had alcohol last night." Phoenix said.

"It's a wedding ring." Nick said.

"That's nice. Suck it up like a wrestler. How the hell did you get into my room?" Phoenix asked.

"We asked someone for a copy of your room key." I said.

"Is she blonde and from Oklahoma?" Phoenix asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Darn it Nemeth." Phoenix said as she picked up a pillow and tossed it at Nick's head.

"What was that for?" Nick asked as he picked the pillow up from the floor and tossed it back at Phoenix.

"Stu is a pain in the butt in the morning. I should know I roomed with him and the Corre. He's not decent until three cups of coffee and some quality time with Aurora." Phoenix said as she sat up and took the comforter with her. I had taken the time to slip out of the room while Phoenix continued to yell at Nick. It was then I noticed that a guy's clothes were also strung out on the floor next to Phoenix's. I slipped back into the room. I cautiously rested a hand on Nick's back. He turned on me with a glare and I pulled my hand back quickly.

"I can see the gears working in your head Nemeth. You two aren't getting a divorce. Work it out like any couple. You never know Nick you might actually like Phoebe." Phoenix said. I was going to warn Nick that Phoenix wasn't exactly alone in her bed when the man warming Phoenix's bed sat up.

"Get out Nemeth. I'm trying to sleep over here." Randy growled as he rested his chin on Phoenix's shoulder.

"I will not! I am her United States Champion and she will fix this!" Nick yelled. Randy growled and Phoenix turned her head to him and gave him a quick peck on the nose.

"Enough Randy. Let me deal with this my way. Besides the sooner we get Nemeth and Phoebe out the sooner you can go back to bed." Phoenix whispered. Randy sent another glare at Nick before laying back down on the bed.

"Nick, you two are not going to get divorced. I don't give a crap about storylines. You two are both consenting adults and guess what Nicky time to put on your big boy underwear." Phoenix said.

"Phoenix, have you seen Phoebe? She isn't my type. She-" Was all Nick got out before I stormed out of the room. I could feel the tears pricking the back of my eyes as I slammed Phoenix's door and went to go find my brother's room.

I stood in front of my brother's room and banged on the door. I don't know if Barri brought anyone back to his room but I didn't care right now. I stood there shaking until Barri opened the door. It didn't take him long to pull me into a hug. I sobbed into his chest as I wrapped my arms around his back.

"Who is he? Who am I killing?" Barri asked.

"Is your room empty?" I asked.

"Yes." Barri answered as he released me to pull me into his room. I sank onto his couch and ran my fingers through my hair and felt the ring tangle again.

"Crap." I muttered as I untangled my hand from the red locks of my hair. The light caught the diamond and Barri froze. He had been pacing.

"Phoebe Rita Griffiths what is that?" He asked.

"What does it look like?" I asked as I stood up.

"Who?" Barri asked. I looked up to the heavens and hoped this would go better then when I told him I was getting into bare knuckle fighting.

"Nick Nemeth." I said in a rush. Barri looked at me with a blank look for all of two seconds.

"Did you just say Nick Nemeth?" Barri asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Phoebe, I leave you alone for the night and you go and get drunk and marry Nick Nemeth?" Barri asked. I looked down. At least he hadn't blown up and told me not to speak to him for the rest of our lives.

"We've already gone to see Phoenix and she told us we were to stay married and then Nick started insulting me." I said.

"So that means I can beat the crap out of him the next time I'm in the ring with him?" Barri asked.

"No!" I yelled. Barri gave me a look like he'd never seen me before.

"I don't know you right now. I'm worried about you. Did you have drugs too last night?" Barri asked.

"Don't be a jerk." I muttered as I crossed my arms over my chest.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hotel Bar (Nick's POV)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was sitting in the hotel bar when Jake sat down on the stool next to me.

"Why are you drinking so early in the morning?" Jake asked.

"Why are you in the bar this early? Adrianna kick you out?" I asked.

"For your information Nick Adrianna is standing right outside the bar waiting." Jake answered. I swiveled on my stool to see Adrianna standing there and she offered me a small wave.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"To check on you. You look sort of zoned out there looking into the shot glass of Daniels." Jake said.

"Phoenix is a b*tch." I muttered.

"Why you say that?" Jake asked.

"She just is. She won't let me get a divorce." I said.

"When did you get married?" Jake asked.

"Last night in a drunken stupor." I said.

"To who? Please say it wasn't Vickie." Jake said.

"No it wasn't Vickie. It was Phoebe Griffiths." I replied.

"Well I think you did pretty well." Jake said.

"You fail to understand the gravity of the situation here Hager." I said.

"So you got married in a drunken state. Deal with it. You never know what might happen. You might actually end up liking the poor girl." Jake said as he stood. I gave Jake and Adrianna a wave as the two of them left and headed out of the hotel. I continued to look at my glass of Daniels. I downed the shot before paying for my tab. I walked out of the bar and headed back up toward my room. You'd figure that Phoebe would come back at some point. I walked into the room and settled myself on the bed and turned the TV on to watch something.

I hadn't realized I'd fallen asleep until the bed dipped a little. I turned my head to see Phoebe perched cautiously on the edge of the bed. She was watching whatever was on TV. It looked like Law and Order: SVU.

"So what are we going to do about this?" I asked.

"Well Phoenix has us pretty much boxed us in. We're going to live with it." Phoebe answered not meeting my eyes.

"We don't have to listen to her." I said. Phoebe stood from the bed.

"Am I that horrible to you that you don't want to get to know me? Think about it while I go dye my hair. I'm blonde this week." Phoebe said as she picked up the box of hair dye.

"I thought it was a wig." I said.

"Nope. Been switching my hair color every other week since I was a teen." Phoebe said.

"That has to be bad for your hair." I said.

"Can't be worse than bleaching your hair." Phoebe said with a small smile as she walked into the bathroom. She probably had a point but I wasn't going to give it to her. I picked up the remote and flipped through channels while I waited for Phoebe to come back. I didn't want to think about her using the word my wife. It was still too weird.

Maybe Jake had a point. It wouldn't hurt to get to know her. I heard the shower run for a few seconds and then she came back out. Her previous deep red hair now white blonde.

"I like you better as a blonde." I said.

"It is my natural hair color." Phoebe said.

"Completely natural?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. Phoebe had a light blush as she nodded her head.

"Impressive." I said. I could tell Phoebe looked uncomfortable standing there.

"Come sit down. There is no fooling this boss. Phoenix has been through it and done all of it. May as well get to know each other." I said as I patted the bed. Phoebe sat on the edge cautiously. I sighed and grabbing her around the waist moved her so she was sitting next to me on the bed.

"Okay first important question. What do we do about your last name?" I asked.

"I'll just leave it Griffiths. No idea how this relationship is going to end up." Phoebe said.

"Okay warranted. Now another good question what did you do before joining this business?" I asked.

"Bare knuckle fighting." Phoebe answered. That had me nodding my head.

"You run in the same circles as Stu?" I asked.

"Sometimes. I did other work but most of the time I did see him around." Phoebe said. That was how it happened. The two of us just sitting on the bed and talking. It was easy to understand what Phoenix meant entirely.