WWE- Edge / Witness Protection CHP 1 / 7

DISCLAIMER: I own no rights to any of the WWE Characters or reference to his Haven Character.

Adult Language / Sexual Content / Adult Situations

~~ Kamilya ~~

I have never thought of myself as lucky. To be honest my luck has always sucked. If I was a character in a cartoon I'd be under the anvil more than being seen. For some unknown reason the Gods found me to be entertaining than most. Little did I know my lack of luck was finally going to pay off.

I have one of the best jobs in the world because I love it. My Uncle Ted owned a large music store and I helped run it. I had a knack for music and went to a school of the arts. While there I learned to play several instruments besides the piano. Now I teach private lessons for piano, violin and guitar. Ted says its a perfect way to save him money. I'm three employees rolled into one, I think hes greedy where money is concerned.

Growing up wasn't easy and my parents dying when I was fifteen didn't help. Ted and his second wife took me in. Things were easier when he and Amanda were together because she made sure my needs weren't pushed aside. My family is prejudice when it came to females and Ted has three sons. It would have been easier if there had been more space between our ages but Mark was three years older, Wayne and I were in the same grade, Eddie was two years younger. If they had anything going on at the same time as me I didn't have a cheering section.

Wayne plays guitar for some band that is up and coming. That was until a week ago. Now he is back home and living with his dad. This was nothing new when he fell off the wagon. I'm just glad I have my own place now. One time he fell off he stole my check book and wrote over five thousand in over draft checks. I was given the ultimatum of don't press charges or be disowned.

The last time he came home broke the camels back. I was home getting ready to celebrate my boyfriends birthday. One minute I'm puttin on my shoes the next he's chasing me through the woods. Oh did I mention he had a shot gun and thought I was a deer. He was so tweaked on meth his mean side surfaced. It's a good thing my uncles drug me along for their hunting trips. I lived for them because I mattered for a few weekends a year. My older relatives are ex-military and insisted I be able to survive in any situation. They taught us how to detect danger as well as live off the land. They took these weekends a little too seriously but if the zombie apocalypse does happen I have a chance of survival.

I was gathering the things I would need for my run when my roommate Ronnie came home. "Let me guess Wayne is working your hours."

"Yep So I'm going for a run, wanna go?"

"No I just had a huge breakfast with Eric. He is training a new guy today. They drew straws because he's a little too excited."

"Not a good thing when your a cop. He may get trigger happy and your man may get shot in the butt again."

"Stop that. You know how sensitive he is about that."

"Fine but you know he milked it for all it was worth. I'll be home before I head to the bar." I worked days at the music store and nights a night club. I don't have to work both but I picked up Teds money pinching habit.

I went to my uncles place to run the trails behind his house. He lived on a mountain and made sure he had his privacy. Most of the people that lived out there were that way. Normally I ran the trails to the west of the house but Wayne's car was still here. Guess he shouldn't have gave me the day off. I put my usual running items in my shorts pockets and headed to the trails on the east. My plan was to avoid Wayne at all cost.

The trails on this side have been traveled a lot more than I remember. This was a perfect day for a run. There was a slight breeze so I didn't over heat. I was in deep thought and per the norm I tripped over a rock. I have learned over the years how to fall like a pro and turned it into more of a roll. I slammed into a tree before landing on my stomach. I lay there for a minute before trying to sit up. I heard laughter coming from further up the trail. Just what I needed was a group of guys laughing at me.

I was about to get up when something shining in the sun caught my eye. I adjusted my position and I instantly knew what it was. My uncles were through and made sure we knew what a scope with or without a site looked like from a distance. I moved so I could see why the group of guys hadn't got to me yet. One of them was tying his shoes, one was doing stretches. Both of them were blocked by several trees. The last one was closer to me and in the open. That's when I noticed a red dot moving on his shirt. The dot kept moving like the person holding it had the shakes.

Lets hope they are using their right eye for the scope. I started to run towards them full force. The closer I got I recognized the one I was headed for. The man I dreamed about regularly. Adam Copeland or better known as Edge from the WWE. I screamed "GO BACK" when I saw him turn my way.

~~ Adam~~

Jay and Cena had some time off and were visiting. I have to admit I do miss having my friends around but I had to except my fate. I have enjoyed being on Haven and trying some of the hobbies I didn't have time for before. We were out for a run on one of the trail by my place. We stopped so Jay could tie his shoe. "So you gonna call the blond or the red head?" They knew me too well and since I'm not in a relationship I was free to sample the good if offered.

"Both." I smiled because I was hoping to see them both tonight at the bar.

John started to stretch. "Some things never change." He was laughing at me.

Out of nowhere some one screamed "Go Back!" I turned towards the voice and barely caught sight of the face. Next thing I know I was being speared for lack of a better term. Who ever hit me knew how to take someone down. I rolled to the side when I realized I was on top of them. No sooner did I start to stand she pushed me to my back. "Get behind the trees!" She did as she told us and pressed herself against one of the trunks. I was so confused I hadn't realized she had pulled out a phone until I herd her voice. "Eric I need to report shots being fired." Who ever was on the other end was pissing her off because she looked pissed. "Eric shut up! If you continue to ask questions I'm going to bleed out!"

I looked at her and from the front she looked fine. She had light blue eyes almost like a husky and her hair was black. Her chest was a little small for my tastes but not bad. She had her right hand pressed against her back at a odd angle and red drops were falling from her elbow. I took my shirt off and gently moved her hand replacing it with my shirt. For a second I thought she had licked her lips when she looked at me but I'm sure I imagined it. She lost her balance as I pressed harder against the wound. "Sorry," I continued to apply pressure while she talked to Eric. A few minutes later she dropped her phone into her pocket. "Are you hurt anywhere else?" She shook her head and got to her knees. "What are you doing?"

"Checking to see if the shooter is still there?" She pushed at my hand as she pulled away from me and to her left. This girl is nuts if she thinks this wound isn't serious.

"Maybe we should have taken that threat a little more seriously." Jay and Cena had crouched down in hopes of not being shot. Nothing like being six foot and broad to make you stick out.

"With as many as we have gotten over the years. It's always the same shit. You piss me off, I want to have your baby. It comes with the job."

"I know but something seemed off. More unhinged than the others." Jay had been trying to get me to go to the police for months. Now he's never going to let me forget this. "Plus they go to the mail room at WWE head quarters not our private homes."

"Now what?" Cena was leaning closer to the girl trying to see what she was looking for.

"We work our way through those trees." She pointed ahead of us. "The police are meeting us near Cutters Creek Bridge. It's maybe a mile or two." She got to her feet and started walking.

Is that smart with as much as your bleeding?" Jay was trying to stop her.

"No but by the time they get here and unload the four wheelers and try to fit them into the trails it will be too late."

"What about preserving the crime scene? Won't they want to see where this took place?" Cena was trying as hard as Jay.

She stopped walking and turned to face us. "The only evidence they will find is inside me. The shot came from the other side of the ridge. I can give them a rough idea where but I doubt they'll find anything.

I'll give her props, she made it half way before she started to let it show she was really having problems. This time we didn't give her a choice and carried her and Cena ran ahead. Things got real hectic when we got to the bridge. I spent the next three hours going over the shooting and what I could remember of the prior threats. When we got to my place to pick up the few I had kept a large yellow envelope was attached to my door.

Inside was a single piece of paper and the writing was hard to read. "Don't think your girlfriend has saved you. I might have missed this time but after I take her out. Your trouble will be my answer to destroying the evil in you. Your the key to getting rid of the Guard. Not even McMahann can hide Edge from me for long. YOU DIE SOON!"

Okay Jay wins the guy is off his rocker. Now they are talking witness protection just what I needed.

~~ Kamiyla ~~

I could hear beeping and my right side hurt. I could hear people talking but it was muffled. It took me a few tries to convince my eyes to open. My roommate Ronnie and her fiance Eric. "Have her make a list of the things she will want to take with her. One of the agents will pick it up in the morning." He cupped her cheek. She's alive and that is the important part."

Have you gotten ahold of any of them?" Them would be my family who are always absent when I need them.

I've been calling every fifteen minutes and leaving messages with as many as I can. I even sent a officer over to the store and house but they weren't around. Maybe she's better off if they don't show. You know they will turn it around so it sounds like she hired someone to shoot her."

"What's going on?" My voice crackled as I spoke.

The second I let them know I was awake Ronnie was next to me holding my hand. "Do you remember being shot?"

"Hard to forget I got to meet the reason for most of my wet dreams." I smiled cuz I knew it would gross him out.

"Leave it to her to think that was the important part." Ronnie rolled her eyes.

I just don't understand why anyone would want to shoot him."

"Since he retired he has received several death threats. Looks like one person was serious."

"Then why does she need to pack her things?"

"Yeah what she said." I crossed my arms over my chest.

"when your safe to travel your being put into protective custody."

"He's the target not me."

"While you have been here another threat was made. Your life was threatened and reporter got ahold of your name. He went public with it."

"Still I can just go to the cabin for a bit and then come home after a few weeks. Wayne is home so I won't be needed and Rudy will understand if I need time off."

"The shooter referred to you as his girlfriend and due to his high profile the Feds want both of you in protective custody." Eric was the closest thing to a brother I have and if he feels this strongly it has to be bad. "I'm sure you'll be back in no time." His left eye just twitched! How many times do I have to tell him he has a tell when he lies.

I was about to yell at him but a nurse walked in and gave me pain medication. She did it again a few hours later and the next thing I knew everything was funny. I was laughing at how my jello wiggled when the door opened. "No cookies for the monkeys today please." I heard a very masculine laugh and slapped my hand over my mouth when I saw who it was. I was trying not to scream "You think you know me." I giggled again like a school girl.

He gave me his patented I know you want me smile. "How are you feeling?" Why did he ask when it was evident I was a few fries short of a potato.

"Medicated." I giggled again. "Sorry I'm a little giggly."

He moved closer and sat in the chair next to the bed. His eyes were so intense this close. They were darker than I thought they were but who cares he can still ravage my body if he had polka dot eyes. "Glad to hear you gave us a scare for a minute. Have they told you whats going to happen?" I nodded. "Your taking it well."

"Given my choices I choose the one that keeps me alive."

"I agree but I'm not sure how they are going to hide me from everyone. I may not be Brad Pitt but I have enough fans to make it hard."

"Your ego is showing." I know my smile got bigger. "Just remember your Rated R rep has to be put away or it could be your down fall."

"Don't tell me your one of the if it's on TV it's real? I may be a ladies man but not that bad. My mom would kill me."

"No but you have the attitude of a player."

He leaned forward and put his his elbows on his knees. "How did you know?"

"Training and being a klutz. I saw a flash and a red light below it and you were at the other end of it. No self respected woman would want that. Plus I would loose one of my favorite characters on Haven. Although you do have a crappy trouble."

"Is not. It's... creative and dangerous." Even he knew it wasn't a cool power but defended it cuz it was his.

"If you say so." That's when it hit me. "You are done filming for this season, right?" I sat up too fast and I spoke through gritted teeth.

He was suddenly next to me. "Do you need a doctor?" He almost had me believing he cared. I just wish my life was a fairytale and he was my white knight. At least he pretended to care since we won't see each other after he leaves. Now I have better details for my dreams.

"No I'm okay." I looked at him threw my hair. "Answer the question like your life depends on it."

He sat on the bed. "What if I don't answer? Your injured so I think I'm safe." He had that look again. I knew I wasn't able to hide my blushing this time.

"Never underestimate a medicated woman on a mission." I giggled for no reason. I hated being medicated it hurt my attempt at being devious.

"Down Killer I'll answer. We're half way through next season."

"Your answer suffices." I narrowed my eyes a bit. "Now that that is out of the way why the short hair? Not that it decreases your appeal but shoulder length or longer just..." I pictured him that way and I heard him laugh. "Okay you win your hot no matter what length."

Not long after that his security detail took him away. I had started a bucket list a while ago and I marked one off. I didn't just touch Adam Copeland but he thanked me by kissing my forehead. Insert mental happy dance.