Title: Wildcard

Author: Mel aka Queen Mab 319

Disclaimer: I only own the story idea, and well myself. And Kristina owns herself. Others belong to themselves or the WWE, no copyright infringement meant.

Summary: An innocent getaway turns into a little something more among friends.

Rating: R, I have no idea what is going to happen.

Distribution: Only a few select places get this one

Spoilers: Heck no this is set a few years ago.

Pairings: Kristina/John, Mel/Randy, Carlito/Candice

Characters: Kristi, Mel, John, Randy, Carlito, Kurt, others

Note: Here ya go Kristi. The first part of your fic. I hope you like it! And if the Spanish Translations are wrong…I take no blame…it all goes to the babel fish translator at This is an obvious Mary Sue fic. I know they are horrible but I wrote this for a friend quite sometime ago and figured why not share. If you don't like it, don't read it.

Wildcard

Part One

"Come on man, hurry the hell up, I want to get some serious drinking done tonight and you and 'your hair' are going to cramp my style man."

"I'm coming. I am hurrying up, dude, geez. I can't help that I have to make sure I look good for all the ladies, cause you know the ladies all love Carlito!"

The wrestler rolled his eyes at his friend's comment.

"Sure….yeah and I am sure they don't' call you Side Show Bob behind you're back or anything. Come on Carly!"

"Hey man I thought I told you never call me that! I like Carlito, because I am Carlito Caribbean Cool!"

"Sure man. That's it. Hey man isn't your little sister supposed to be coming out with us?"

"I guess. Why?"

"No reason. Just wondering."

"Yeah sure. Hey don't make me spit an apple in your face, man. I will. You ain't good enough for my little sister. Hell none of you jackasses are."

"Hey man I wasn't making a pass at your sister through you! I was just wondering if she was coming out with us, damn man."

Carlito looked at the name known as the Olympic Hero in order to try and assess if he was telling the truth. As far as he could tell, Kurt was.

"Fine. Okay I am ready."

Carlito said as he made his way to the hotel room door, proceeding Kurt out the door.

"Let's go find my little sister."

-X-X-

Meanwhile in a hotel room one floor below…

"Yeah, well I told him I would go out with him. I know…I should be able to go out alone but you know how he is…he has to be there to 'supervise me.' God forbid someone talk to me. I know with him around I'll be lucky to even hit the dance floor once."

A young woman about 5'6, stood in front of the mirror in the hotel room. Her black hair was pulled back in a nice high pony tail, allowing for the obvious heat that would be in the club later. She looked to be about 21 or 22 and had dark skin that showing her Puerto Rican heritage. A cell phone was tucked in between her left ear and shoulder as she was putting the last few touches on her makeup.

"Yes I am wearing the skirt you got me for my birthday. Yeah when Carly sees it he will have a cow and probably tell me to change, but I will tell him I am a grown woman and he can get the hell over it. Yes, Mel, I will call you if anything happens. You know I will share all the dirty details, but with him watching me like a hawk, nothing will happen. Yeah…okay…see you in a few days. Bye."

The young woman closed the cell phone as a knock came at the door.

"Come on Kristina, if you don't hurry up we will be late!"

She could hear from the other side.

Already she was preparing a come back for him calling her Kristina. She hated that name. Why did he never call her Kristi?

"I'm coming!"

She yelled as she reached the door and pulled it open seeing Carlito and Kurt Angle on the other side.

"Well, well, if it isn't the Olympic Dork and Side Show Bob! What's up boys?"

"Hey callin' me Side Show Bob is not cool! You need to learn manners…Kristina!"

"Whatever so are we goin' or not?"

"We'll go after you change."

"What is wrong with what I have on?"

"You are showing off too much, too much skin. You look like slut. Go change."

"Hey, Carlito, man she looks great to me. The skirt is fine. Can we just go man?"

Carlito turned to look at Kurt.

"You think she looks good huh?"

"No. I meant she looks fine. It will be dark in the club man, no one will notice her with you watching over her."

Carlito nodded, what Kurt said was true. If any once tired to come near his sister, Carlito would Carlito's Way or Caribbean Cutter their ass.

"Fine. Well let's go…I told Candice that I would show her how I got my name."

"Gross…what are you going to do make her touch your greasy ass hair?"

Kristi asked as she grabbed her bag, jacket and key card.

"Hey that hurt."

Kristi yelled as Carly pinched his little sister on her cheek.

"Well calling me side show bob and sayin' my hair is greasy isn't cool, so stop it!"

Kristi smiled innocently, causing Carlito to nod his head.

But it was too soon as he was hit on the back on the head by Kristi's purse.

Carlito grabbed his head as he said, "Damn what the hell did you put in there?"

Before Kristi could retort, Kurt decided to play referee.

"Hey kids stop! I want to get to the bar before it closes!"

"Fine."

"Lead the way gentlemen, or should I say gentleman and lady?"

Kurt laughed as he led the way to the elevators and then the car.

-X-X-

The ride to the club was very stressful for the Olympic Hero.

He was sitting in the back of the car as Carlito was driving to the club and his sister, Kristi, had taken the passenger seat.

The bickering that had begun upstairs hadn't stopped. No it had only escalated and now it was in a different language.

Every time Kristi or Carlito said something attention was diverted from the road and well Kurt was fearful they would all end up in an accident.

"Idiota. Usted no puede incluso conducir. ¿Por qué el infierno usted le piensa tener la derecha de controlar mi vida? Soy una mujer crecida!"

(Idoit. You can't even drive. Why the hell do you think you have the right to control my life? I am a grown woman!")

"Ningún usted no es. Usted sigue siendo la pequeña muchacha, de quien tengo que tomar cuidado!"

(No you aren't. You are still a little girl , who I have to take care of!"

"No soy!"

(No! I am not!)

Kurt could only cringe as Carlito's hand left the steering wheel and made it's way over to hit his little sister.

"Hey man, don't go hitting your sister. That's not a nice thing to do."

Carlito turned around to look at Kurt.

"Hey everything Carlito does is cool and if Carlito wants to hit his little sister, then he can!"

"Ouch." He said suddenly as he was hit on the back of the head. He turned to look at his siter.

"Kristi, what the hell was that for?"

"Carly, Usted sabe para cuáles era. Mire el camino usted moron."

(Carly, You know what it was for. Watch the road you moron.)

"I am not a moron you annoying …"

"Hey, hey! Could you to stop long enough ot I don't know watch the road!"

"What?"

Carlito once again turned to look at Kurt.

"Carly! Watch the road!" Kristi yelled in just enough time for Carlito to keep them from running off the road and into a ditch.

"Why to go genius almost get us killed!"

Before Carlito could reply he was interrupted.

"Why don't' you two shut up so we make it to the club alive!"

Kurt must have gotten his point across because the rest of the ride to the club was in silence, blessed silence.

-X-X-

Thankfully in Kurt's mind they arrived at the club in one piece.

"So the name of this place is The Cabana? Hmm.. You should feel at home Carly."

Kristi said as she exited the door, being held open for her by the Olympic Hero.

All Carlito did was look at his sister with a raised eyebrow, but his hair falling on to his face ruined the effect.

All Carlito wanted was to get inside and get a drink; when he was around his little sister he always felt an urge to drink. She was just a nuisance. He always had to keep an eye on her, especially since she was spending the next week traveling with him on the road. He was probably going to have to kill some of his fellow superstars, oh well anything to protect his little sister.

"Kurt, ya up for the first dance?"

Kristi asked Kurt, causing the Gold Medalist to stop for a minute. He desperately wanted to say yes, simply because he liked Carlito's little sister, kind of saw her as a little sister. But a look from Carlito had him shaking his head no.

Kristi turned to her brother as they made it to the line for entrance.

Kristi placed both hands on her hips as looked at her 5'10 afro headed brother.

"Ya know something Carly…it's so good to know I have two mothers. Mami in Puerto Rico, and Carly, a 26 year old male. We must me a scientific marvel…you being a guy and all and having a child who is only five years younger than you!"

Kristi yelled at her brother who turned slightly red.

"Fine if you want to dance with the Olympic Jackass go for it. Don't' cry to me when you get felt up!"

"Hey Carlito I would never do that to Kristina. I see her as an honorary little sister. Dude you have got to ease up on her or she is gonna kill you or you are gonna kill her!"

"Well, well, if this ain't interestin'."

Came the drawl of the current WWE Champion and New England native, John Cena from just behind all three.

Carlito suddenly got even more protective as he turned to sneer at the young champion.

"Well, well, if it ain't the most un cool guy in the WWE. What the hell do you want Cena?"

"Nothing, man. I's jus' makin' an observation on the situation."

"Really? What would that be?"

"That ya smotherin' ya little sis."

"Yeah well it's for her own good. Somebody's gotta make sure you don't get anywhere near the ladies of the world. If I have to be the man to do it, then so be it. Where's your sidekick, your daddy's boy pansy ass girlfriend Orton?"

Carlito asked as he looked around Cena.

Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Carlito man, we're all here to have a good time. Why start causing trouble?"

Kristi had moved a little closer to the action, but not to be close to her brother. No Kristi's eyes had been trying to get a better view of the Doctor of Thuganomics.

"What's the matta Angle afraid of bein' shown as the pansy ya are?"

"Hey Cena…man we may have differences and not see eye to eye but I only had then intentions of coming out tonight and having fun. But if you want to start shit, then bring it on. I'll show you how much of a pansy I am."

Cena smirked. He really didn't want a fight he was just bored with waiting in line for the club and well any chance to pull the chains of Carlito and Angle? Hell yeah he was going to take it. It also helped when he noticed Carlito's sister, she deserved to have some fun, not be mothered by her idiot of a brother.

"You know what's not cool Carlito?" came a new voice as Randy Orton walked up behind his friend, "Is you insulting me. But ya know what? Good thing the Legend Killer is here to kick your ass before you say too much."

All four men shared looks and seemed to get into fighting stance, when suddenly a female voice joined the foray.

"You know as much fun as this male pissing contest is, the line is moving and well I want to dance. So why don't' all of you shut the hell up and get ya asses into the club?"

"Kristina, usted no tiene nada hacer con esto. Sea una buena muchacha y cerrar para arriba y déjeme dirigir esto.

(Kristina, you have nothing to do with this. Be a good girl and shut up and let me handle this.)

Kristi's look of disgust grew.

"Carly usted es un idiota. ¡Éste no es la época o el lugar para usted de ser un Latino protector! Dejáis le vaya vayamos tienen diversión. Estúpido."

("Carly you are an idiot. This is not the time or the place for you to be a protective Latino! Let it go and let us go have fun. Stupid.)

Randy and John shared a look with one another and one with Angle, none of the men had any clue what was being said, but from the looks on the faces of the siblings, it wasn't' good.

"As much as this little family drama is fun to watch, I came out to have a good time. I am not having a good time in the parking lot. So could you two keep your family troubles to yourselves and at least let the rest of us enter the club to have fun?"

Randy said. Randy was only with the Raw roster presently because he had done a dark match that night.

Kristi rolled her eyes, causing Cena to look at her. He smiled and mouthed pay the pansy no mind, causing her to break out into a smile.

Luckily Carlito was too busy paying the cover charge to enter the club to notice.

After being marked as being of age, the unlikely and uneasy group entered the club and shared a look before partings ways.