Disclaimer: I only own Alina.

A/N: I'm in a big Drew Gulak mood right now. Enjoy! Review.

Alina nervously fidgeted with the skirt of her dress. Every now and again she was checking the time on her phone, growing more anxious every time she checked. Tonight was her first date in two years and she was standing in the middle of her hotel room, cursing herself for letting Carmella set her up on this date. With Drew Gulak of all people.

She stood in front of the dresser, checking her appearance for any imperfections. Everything was fine, her OCD left her with her makeup perfect. She smiled when she thought of the happy dance she did when her winged eyeliner came out perfect...after the tenth time redoing it. The smile faded from her lips when she looked into the mirror again, the worry evident on her face.

"I wish I could call him and cancel." Alina muttered to herself, while playing around with her hair. "I can't do this. Why did I agree?"

A knock on her door brought her out of her chat with herself. One more look and she thought she looked fine. She ran her hands over the skirt of her dress, wiping out those pesky invisible wrinkles. She picked up her clutch and went to the door. Her hand over the knob, nervously shaking. She took a deep breath, reminding herself it was only a date.

'He's not going to eat you, Alina. Get your shit together!'

With that thought, she unlocked the door and pulled it open. Her lips turned up into a smile upon seeing Drew. His hair was slicked back, his beard trimmed some. He was dressed in a navy blue button down and a pair of black dress pants. He did look handsome.

"Hey!" He greeted, a smile warming up his face. "Are you ready?"

Alina nodded as she stepped into the hallway, closing the door behind her. She walked next to him, silent and chiding herself internally for acting like a teenager on her first date. They reached the elevator, Drew quickly pushing the button.

Her silence was making him nervous. Drew couldn't understand why she was being so quiet. They knew each other from wrestling, they had talked numerous times. Sure, they weren't the best of friends, but they were friendly enough to have pleasant conversations with plenty of laughter. He was looking forward to spending the whole evening like that.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened. His hand hovered over her lower back, gently ushering her into the elevator. The doors closed. He pressed the 'L' button for the lobby. Now they stood side by side, still quiet. The only sound was the soft melody of the elevator music playing in the background. He glanced at her, flashing a brief smile.

The elevator stopped and the doors dinged as they opened. Again Drew's hand hovered over her lower back, gently ushering her out of the elevator. They walked silently, side by side, her heels clip clapping against the marble floor. Her arms were lowered, her hands tightly clutching her clutch.

'Say something you, twit!' Alina screamed at herself.

"I'm sorry, Drew." She apologized as they entered the garage and walked to his rent-a-car. "I'm a nervous wreck."

'Idiot! Don't tell him that!'

Drew chuckled. "You have no reason to be nervous, Lina." He shrugged. "It's me and you spending some together outside of an arena...alone."

Now it was Alina's turn to chuckle. "No, that doesn't creepy at all."

When they got to the car, Drew opened the passenger door for her. He looked in at her, another smile playing on his lips. "I got you to laugh and that's all that matters to me."

He closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. He shut the door and put his belt on. When he got the car started he looked behind him, being sure no one was walking by and started reversing out of his spot.

"Where am I meeting my impending doom?"

Drew laughed as he finished backing out and put the car into drive. He took a quick glance at her, noticing she was starting to relax.

"There's an Italian restaurant I found that's about a half hour from here."

"I get a last meal?"

"My dates usually do." He shrugged.

Alina laughed. Her grip on her clutch loosened as she felt the tension ease out of her body. It was only Drew Gulak. He wasn't a complete stranger. While, she never thought to go on a date with him, he was still the same person she knew at the arenas.

"Such a gentleman." She teased.

"Momma raised a good boy." He laughed.

"How good of a boy?" Alina asked, a smirk playing on her lips.

They hit a red light giving Drew the chance to take a look at her. She had caught him off guard with that question and smirk. She had gone from shy to tempting in a matter of three minutes.

"That's going to be a surprise if we have multiple dates."

Now it was her turn to be surprised. "There are going to be future dates?"

"I hope so." He admitted. "I like you a lot."

The light changed and they were moving along now, his last comment hanging in the air between them. Alina chewed on her lower lip, trying to ignore how fast her heart was beating. The date had hardly started and he admitted to wanting future dates. She couldn't stop the smile that was tugging on her lips. Maybe Carmella was right to set them up after all.

"Wait until you get the dinner bill."

"I like a girl that can eat."

Her laughter was music to his ears. He had always had a bit of crush on her, but was afraid to act out on it. After a little convincing from Carmella, he finally gave the green light for the set up. If this was his only chance to start getting closer to her, then this was the way to go.

As their dinner date progressed, Drew found himself sliding closer and closer to Alina in the circular booth. His arm was draped on the back of the booth behind her. He couldn't help but smile when she slid a little closer to him, her thigh brushing against his.

"I was such a temperamental kid when I played video games." Alina laughed. "I think I was playing Mario Kart and I kept losing. I got so frustrated I bit the start button on the remote control. My Super Nintendo is still running and I still have the same remote control, with my teeth marks on the button."

"I was intense when I played video games, but not that intense."

"Go big or go home." She shrugged. "What were some of your favorite games as a kid?"

"You know, the usuals; Mario Kart, Super Mario Brothers, Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat."

"Oh, so the games every kid played and loved?" Alina teased.

"There are a couple of games that me and my brother played. I don't know why we had them, but we did. One was Battletoad and the other was Kendo Rage."

"I never heard of those." Alina admitted. "We had all those games you just mentioned. I also remember we had Aladdin, too."

"Yeah, we had those. Me and my brother would sit in the basement for hours playing."

"At least you played together." Alina laughed. "Me and my sisters would fight over the control to play. We had the one remote. My parents thought it was enough."

"My parents would have gone nuts if we had the one remote and they heard us bitching constantly."

"I remember when I was in the first grade, I got sick and was out of school for three days. It was so great, I played Super Nintendo all day while my sisters were in school. It was so peaceful playing without them asking to play and getting on my nerves."

"What were you playing?"

"Donkey Kong III." Alina laughed. "God, that was the worst one in the series and I just kept playing. The first boss was so aggravating."

"Was he the giant barrel that you had to feed bugs? If you missed he kept closing in on you, but if you got in he would keep backing up until he fell off the edge?"

"Yes!" Alina exclaimed. "When I first got the game he irritated me to no end."

He couldn't help but smile at the way her eyes lit up. This was the girl that he had started developing feelings for. The girl that got excited over dorky things and would laugh anytime a joke was cracked.

"He wasn't that hard to beat, Lina." Drew laughed. "Your aim must have sucked."

Alina scoffed, as if offended. "You were perfect, huh? A video game God sent down to help mere mortals complete difficult tasks?

"A video game God never reveals his secrets."

"I don't know when, but one day I will prove to you I can kick your butt in video games." Alina laughed. "You won't be able to keep up with me."

"Oh really?"

"Really. My Super Nintendo is still hooked up. What time works for you?"

Drew laughed. "I need to take a look at my calendar."

"Someone is scared."

The waiter approached the table, leaving the bill with Drew to be taken care of whenever they were ready. After Drew paid, they left the restaurant, their laughter trailing behind them.

"Do you want to take a walk before we head back?" He asked, when they stepped outside.

"That sounds nice." Alina agreed.

He took her hand in his, intertwining his fingers with hers. He gave her hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze as they started walking down the street. The street was quiet, the stars were shining brightly above them and there was a gentle breeze.

"Want to play a game?" He asked.

Drew looked at her just in time to see her trying to manage her hair. The breeze was blowing at it here and there, getting in her face. She raked her fingers through her hair in an effort to keep it out of her face.

"You okay, there, Lina?"

"Long hair problems." She responded, pushing her hair back again. "I'm fine. What's the game you want to play?"

"Twenty questions."

Alina looked up at him, unable to hide her amusement. "All right, sounds good. First question is yours since you thought of it."

"How many sisters do you have?"

"I have two, both older."

"Your turn."

"What sports did you play in high school?"

"I dabbled in a lot of things actually. I did amateur wrestling. Some basketball and baseball too. I played soccer for a while." He answered. "I always loved being active and busy. It made the day go by faster."

"Fair enough."

"What about you?"

"I did gymnastics and cheerleading." Alina smiled. "My personality was not fit to the model of what a cheerleader is. I hated smiling and having to be peppy during games. There were a lot of times I just wanted to throw my pom poms into the field and tell everyone to fuck off."

"You were a cheerleader?" He asked, disbelievingly. "How did that happen?"

"My mom was a cheerleader when she was in high school and was obsessed with the idea of her kids being cheerleaders, too. You know, keep the tradition going? My sisters loved it. Me on the other hand? I would have preferred not do it. I always like dplaying baseball, hockey, and soccer. I always liked more physical sports. Not to say cheerleading isn't physical, but I'd rather do something other than singing in synchronization and doing pyramids."

"I should have been there with my 'No Fly Zone' sign." Drew laughed.

"If only you were. You could have saved me from dislocated shoulders and my butt being bruised." Alina sighed. "Some of the spotters sucked at you know, spotting."

Drew laughed. "I wouldn't have let you fall."

"You're a smooth one, Drew." Alina giggled.

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No." She shook her head. "Let's see, you asked me three questions, so I get to ask you three."

"Shoot."

"What's your favorite movie?"

"I'm going to go with Star Wars. The original movies though, not the prequels that came out when we were kids."

"I've never had any interest in the series." Alina admitted. "I remember back in the good old days of Blockbuster, my cousins rented The Phantom Menace. I tried watching it, but I couldn't. It was just so boring and put me off from the series all together. Which is sad, because all the commercials and stuff got me hyped up. I remember my mom bought me a book based off the movie from SAMS Club. It had some princess or something on the front cover and Jar Jar Binks on the back cover. The movie was so boring that I don't think any of us finished watching it.

"What?!" Drew asked, astounded. "You've never seen any of the other movies? Episode I was a bad place to start."

"Drew, I was only nine or ten. Give me a break." She laughed.

"Time the game out for a minute." Drew said, as they came to a stop in front of an ice cream shop. "Do you want to get some ice cream?"

She glanced at the shop in front of them, then back at Drew, shrugging. "Yeah, if you want some."

"Yes. Yes, I do." He laughed.

They entered the shop, a little bell ringing as the door opened, signaling their arrival. Drew still held her hand as they walked up to the counter, eying the different flavors of ice cream.

"What do you want, Lina?" He asked.

"Mmm, I think I want..." Her voice trailed off as she looked at the ice cream in front of her. "I'll have the salted caramel."

"Good choice." He laughed. "I'm going to go with rocky road."

"That sounds good." She pouted. "I don't know what I want now."

He squeezed her hand reassuringly. "You can have some of mine."

After getting their orders, they sat outside on the patio. They sat across from each other, both of them trying not to smile like complete idiots.

"You and I are going to watch Star Wars." Drew declared. "You can't be in my presence without ever watching Star Wars and saying you don't like it."

"I'll make a deal with you. We'll watch the first movie. If I don't like it, we don't go on with the series. If I do like it, we'll watch the rest of the originals."

Drew took a bite of his ice cream, nodding. "Fair enough."

Alina picked up a napkin from the table and leaned over to wipe some some ice cream from the corner of his lip. "You're worse than a kid."

"Am not."

"Sure, you're not." Alina balled up the napkin and dropped it on the table. "Are you excited for Summerslam?"

"I'm stoked for it." He leaned over and dipped his spoon into her ice cream. "Not only is it my first title match for the WWE, but it's going to be the first time the cruiserweights are featured on pay-per-view in months. Not a lot of people watch 205 Live, so they're missing what we can do. I'm hoping that this will help pull more fans in."

"I hope so, too." Alina agreed. "You guys don't get enough credit for what you do and it just hurts my heart."

Alina leaned over to dip her spoon into his ice cream.

"Let me make our lives easier." Drew got up and pushed his chair around the table so that he was sitting by her. "Easy to steal ice cream from each other now."

"Very much appreciated."

"Do you know what your plans are for Summerslam yet?"

"Nope." She took another bite of his ice cream. "Charlotte won the triple threat match to advance to Summerslam to face Carmella and Becky. I may be sitting this one out on the sidelines, cheering my favorites on."

"You'll get your chance again."

"Yeah, maybe." Alina shrugged. She put her empty ice cream cup down. "Until then, I'll just keep working and improving."

They tossed out their empty ice cream cups and left. He took her hand in his again, secretly loving the feelings she was giving him. She looked beautiful tonight, he couldn't stop looking at her. He couldn't stop smiling at her, whether she was looking at him or not.

Alina looked at Drew, in awe of how sweet he was. She didn't think it was possible for someone to be this charming, sweet, and dorky. He wasn't at all what she was expecting.

"It's getting late." He said. "Let's start heading back."

They walked into the hotel lobby, once again hand in hand. They were unable to control their laughter over a stupid joke Drew had told.

"You're such a nerd." Alina laughed. "It's so refreshing from what I normally date."

"What." He laughed as they stepped into the elevator. "Not who you used to date, rather what."

"They were a different species. I doubt they were human." She shrugged. "My taste in men isn't the greatest."

He wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "You've upgraded."

"Yeah." She looked up at him. "I did."

As their date had progressed, Alina could see herself with him. From their shared interests to his little caresses. Even the way he slipped up and called her 'Lina' made her heart skip a beat. His every smile was contagious. She couldn't believe how much her attitude changed from the beginning of the night.

"Back to the game." He whispered, looking down at her. "Have I told you how beautiful you are tonight?"

She shook her head.

"You're very beautiful tonight." Drew told her. "Everything about you is beautiful."

The doors opened on her floor. They stepped out and started walking down the hall towards her hotel room.

"Thank you."

She couldn't make eye contact because of how much she was blushing. When they stopped in front of her door, he chucked her under the chin, tilting her head up to look at him.

"You really are." He whispered. "Last question."

"I'm all ears."

"I hate that this night is ending. I don't want to leave you." Drew admitted. "I meant it earlier when I said I like you and I'd like to see where we can go from here. Would you go out with me again?"

"Yes." She whispered. "I will. Tell me when and where."

"Tomorrow night. We can start that marathon."

"Mmm, I'd like that very much."

He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, gently kissing her good night. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Mhmm." She replied, unable to stop her smile. "Tomorrow."

Drew pulled away from her, allowing Alina to turn around and open her door. She glanced back at him, smiling again. She turned back around and closed the door. Alina turned to look through the peep hole, watching Drew stand there for a second before walking off.

Turning away, she pressed her back against the door, feeling very happy. Call her crazy, but she may already be falling in love with him.

A/N: I might keep this running, showing their relationship in little one shots here and there.