I had zero plans to start a new story and I tried to resist it but this idea just wouldn't go away so I had to write it. The good news is that it won't be very long, if people want me to continue it. I hope you enjoy it :) By the way, I am using some creative license with WWE history.

It was nearly six-thirty and Stephanie was battling to get her dress over the rollers in her hair when her cell phone began to ring. She quickly yanked her dress down and scrambled to grab he phone, "Yes?"

"Stephanie, are you ready?"

She balanced the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she fixed one of the rollers that she had almost pulled out in her rush to get to the phone, "No Shane I'm not. I have an hour before I have to be there so I am currently about to finish off my hair and make-up."

He was getting a strong sense of irritation from his younger sister, "I was really just calling to see if you were going to go tonight."

"Well I did tell your wife that I would go when she called me earlier and I did tell you yesterday that I would do it. Now you promise me that he is a good guy who doesn't have a girlfriend?"

Relief flooded his body to know that she wasn't going to pull out of this, "You may have said that you would do it but I wasn't sure, you have had a habit of skipping out on blind dates at the last minute. He is a good guy though, he's single, he has a good job and he has no idea what the hell the WWE is so you're good."

The guy didn't know what the WWE was? It was certainly surprising to hear as it seemed like everybody she came across had at least heard of it and had a vague idea of what it was but it was a pleasant surprise. Pulling out the seat in front of her vanity table she sat down to do her make-up, "I will hold you to all of that you know. I need to finish getting ready if I'm going to be on time so leave me alone. Bye Shane."

"Bye Steph, have fun."

Her phone was swapped for her mascara as she began to apply it to begin putting the finishing touches to her look for the evening.

Little black dresses were created for nights like tonight where you had to go out but you didn't know what you were going to be faced with. As she walked into the restaurant she was a little surprised by how upmarket it was, if it had been her choice she would have definitely picked something a little less . . . she racked her brain trying to think of the exact word to use to describe it that was not insulting of his choice.

Being escorted through the restaurant to reach the table allowed her an opportunity to look around her. She was able to check it out until as she came face to face with her date for the evening, when she did she knew exactly what the word she had been missing earlier was, stuffy, she would have picked something less stuffy but as she looked at his expensive looking suit and fake looking smile he fit right in there. Plastering a smile on her face she was going to give him the benefit of the doubt as looks could be deceiving, "Daniel?"

He stood up to greet her not disguising himself as he looked her up and down, she may just be a way to get what he actually wanted but she wasn't hard on the eyes. His eyes met hers returning her smile as he held his hand out towards her, "It's nice to meet you Stephanie, your brother has told me a little about you but he certainly never mentioned that you were so beautiful."

She had watched as he leered at her and now his fake compliment on top was making her feel nauseous, "Shall we sit down?"

Relief washed over her as almost the second she was seated a drinks list was thrust into her hand, she most certainly needed this tonight and quickly if she was going to survive, "I will just take a glass of red wine please. I am sure you have plenty to choose from and you have far more knowledge than I do so just pick me something tasty and reasonably priced please."

Once their drinks order had been taken Daniel focussed on the woman in front of him, "So tell me about yourself Stephanie."

It was such a cliché to be asked to do that, everybody did it and she was looking for something different, "I work as part of my family's business and I love every minute of it."

"What part of the business do you work in? The television side or the office side?"

Her eyes widened as she looked at him, had he really just admitted within the first five minutes of meeting her that he knew what she did and all about the WWE? So much for her brother saying that he knew nothing about the business, "I didn't think you knew anything about the WWE?"

Oh shit, he had completely forgotten that he had told her brother that he knew nothing and now he had to cover, "Uh, I kind of told your brother that because I thought that if he knew that I knew about the WWE then he'd think I was a crazy fan and wouldn't set us up. Please will you forgive me?" That sounded plausible, he hoped that she bought it.

It did sound possible, she knew that her brother was protective but she also wasn't somebody to date a fan. The decision was difficult but she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, "Only if there is no more business talk, I have enough of that during the day."

"Okay, I can do that" He would spend some time not talking about the business but later on he would ask what he wanted to know, he wasn't wasting his time or money on another date with her.

Stephanie tried to relax around him but there was just something that was keeping her on edge. She was that on edge that when Daniel left to use the restroom the waiter approached her, "I'm sorry to bother you Miss but is everything okay? You look really tense and nervous. If there are any problems then we can call the cops for you."

She felt bad that he thought that something was that seriously wrong but it wasn't, was it? Her Mom had always told her to listen to her gut but he wouldn't have a problem with her saying no at the end of the night right? Anxiously looking around to make sure that he wasn't on his way back she then turned and smiled at the waiter, "It's okay, I'm okay thanks. My gut is telling me that this won't work out but I will be fine. Thank you for asking and caring."

He didn't believe her that she was okay but unless a fight broke out it was none of his business, "If you say so Miss. If your feelings on the matter change I am around. I'm sure that you will be fine but, if something happens and you are in desperate need of help to get out of here quickly ask me what time we close, I'll know to cause a distraction so that you can escape."

A genuine smile crossed her lips when he said that, she had more feelings for her waiter than she did her date, "Thank you, I appreciate it." Seeing her date approaching she needed to find an excuse as to why the waiter had been standing there for so long as he was nearly back at the table, "I know that I am being a pain but I don't want to get drunk as I haven't eaten a lot but I would like another drink. Do you have any other suggestions please?"

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the gentleman slip into his seat, "Personally I'm partial to a bit of orange juice, everybody thinks I'm crazy but if you mix it with some soda it's delicious."

"I'll take it, thank you."

Politely nodding his head the waiter left them at the table to retrieve her drink.

She could feel his eyes on her and it made her incredibly uncomfortable, they hadn't even received their main course yet and she was desperate to get out of there.

Daniel could sense that he was losing her attention so wanted to try to bring her back to him, "What is your ideal date? I know that women have like these ideals and it tells us men a lot about you."

Her ideal date was currently anywhere but here, she didn't think that he would receive that very well though. When you don't want somebody to know about you you lie, as a part-time 'actress' she should be able to pull this off, "My ideal date involves a quiet dinner, just me and my date, and after dinner we will just sit and talk getting to know each other finding out quirky little details." Okay so that was slightly closer to the truth than she intended but it didn't matter, he wouldn't get an opportunity at giving her her ideal date, "What is your ideal date?"

He had to be grateful to her for giving him the opening to finally reveal his real reason for asking her out, "Hmm, I think I would have to say that my ideal date would be me and Nikki Bella alone somewhere. I don't suppose you want to make that come true for me by giving me her number do you?" He winked at her to make it seem like he was joking so that she didn't get angry with him.

When you're on a date and that person says that their ideal date was with somebody else, not only that but they want you to set it up for them, it wasn't a good thing in Stephanie's mind. She tried to decide if he was just joking around or serious by his facial expression but he wasn't giving anything away, "Ha ha, that's a good one."

"I'm serious, I would love to have her number so can I?"

Their main course was placed in front of them allowing her a chance to think. Did she cut her losses and leave now or did she try to change the subject and at least get to eat something more before she left him? The one thing that was for certain was that her brother would be told in no uncertain terms that he was never to set her up on a date ever again as he failed miserably at it. Cutting into her salmon she deliberately stayed silent as she didn't know what to say to him.

They ate most of their main course in silence before Daniel had had enough and decided to speak up, "If you are worried about her finding out how I got her number I promise that I won't tell her that it was you."

"It isn't that I care how she would feel about you getting her number because I won't give it to you, ever. I just can't believe that you have the nerve to ask me out and then so blatantly tell me that you didn't want to go out with me at all, you simply want Nikki Bella's number. I respect the privacy of everybody that works with the WWE and I would never pass out somebody's number without their permission so you're out of luck."

There was a look that flashed across his face that made her stomach turn in fear. She quickly finished the remaining two mouthfuls of her dinner and then delicately wiped at her mouth with napkin placing it back on the table, "Thank you for my meal. I would say that this evening has been a pleasure but it really hasn't. Don't ever contact me or my brother again, goodbye."

He sat there flustered for a moment just watching her leave before he quickly flagged down a server to pay the cheque.

Stephanie hurried out of the restaurant and made her way down the street just putting some distance between herself and the restaurant. As she walked down the street she pulled her cell phone from her purse to text her brother to vent her frustration:

Thank you so much for setting me up on the worst date ever.

Keeping her phone in her hands as she walked she was really disappointed that she had wasted her evening when she could have done so much with it.

He practically threw the money at the server as soon as the bill was put in front of him, he refused to give up like that and would get the number from her. Daniel weaved around the tables as he hurried out of the restaurant. When he reached outside he looked around for Stephanie eventually spotting somebody who he hoped was her in the distance. Brushing himself down he didn't want to draw attention to himself as he set off on a fast walk to catch up with her.

When her brother replied she was insulted to think that he thought that she was being picky:

You really think that I am being picky? How about u go out with someone who tells u that Dwayne is their ideal date & want his number, then tell me how it feels

Her mind was slightly distracted after her dealings with both her supposed date and her brother when all of a sudden somebody yanked on her arm pulling her into an alley between two buildings. She blinked rapidly trying to adjust to the sudden darkness that she was bathed in. Quickly turning to see who they were she spun around when the dark figure brushed past her putting themself between the road and her. As her eyes adjusted she saw who it was, "Daniel? I have said everything I could possibly want to say to you already." She wanted out of there and fast so she held her head high and went to walk past him.

As she went to walk past him he grabbed her arm and pulled her back, "You're not leaving yet, we aren't done here." He was so angry at her for trying to walk away from him that he pulled his arm back and punched her in the face sending her sprawling across the floor.

When he pulled her back and proceeded to punch her she screamed as she stumbled falling to the floor. Her phone flew out of her hand as she landed on her back smacking her head on the hard concrete floor and she began to see stars.

Quickly mounting her he placed his hands on her arms holding them to the floor, "Have you changed your mind yet? All it takes is giving me one number and it will all be over."

Her head was throbbing in so many places and the world was spinning but she began to struggle beneath him, "Get off me."

All of a sudden somebody came from behind knocking him off her, "Quick, get up and grab your stuff."

Scrambling to a seated position she grabbed her head as it swam even faster and she saw double, "Fuck." She shuffled a little backwards reaching around blindly for her phone until her vision cleared enough that she could see two of things not blurs and she could finally turn around and look for her phone. It took her a moment but she finally located her phone and she stood up, "I don't know who you are but thank you."

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet pressing his knee a little harder against the throat of the guy flailing beneath him, flicking through the few notes in his wallet he pulled out a twenty and held it out to her, "Take this and get in the first cab you find and get yourself either to a hospital or to a friend or family member's house. You need to get yourself checked out or at the very least you need somebody to watch over you because of your head."

She slowly climbed to her feet, "I can't take your money but I'll be fine on my own, don't worry."

"No, no. You must do as I say, I speak from experience. Please do it for me."

The pleading look that she could make out in his eyes was too much for her heart to take tonight, "Fine, I will take a cab home." She could afford the cab on her own so went to walk away, or stumble apparently as she nearly landed face first on the ground again, "Thank you for this, you are a true gentleman."

"Money, take the money and don't spend the night alone." There was something about her that told him that she was full of pride which was why she was hadn't taken the money so far so when she reached and after a couple of tries took the money from his outstretched hand he breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you. Take care of your head and be careful."

Crumpling the note in her hand she looked briefly at Daniel on the floor whose face was a bright shade of red as he clawed at the stranger's leg. As she focussed on putting one foot in front of the other she couldn't help but think how her night had taken such a strange turn, she was beginning to regret getting out of bed today as the throbbing in her head set in for the night. Stephanie quickly thrust her hand out as she saw a cab passing grateful when it stopped allowing her to climb in the back, now to go home and go to bed and hope that when she woke up next it had all been a dream.

As soon as the woman had left he turned to the guy whose larynx he was currently crushing, "Do you have a good excuse for what you just did to her?"

Daniel frantically shook his head trying to get him to move his knee, he was too young to die as he hadn't gone out on a date with Nikki Bella yet.

Reluctantly he backed off removing his knee from the guy's throat, "If you try any of this shit again I will personally hunt you down and hurt you."

He couldn't help but wonder who did this guy think he was? Stupid meat head, "You really think that you will be able to find me out of all of the people in the country? You're stupider than you look." He had barely stood up before he was backed against the wall with an arm pressing against his already dry and sore throat.

Holding him against the wall he went straight for the wallet in the guy's jacket pocket and pulled it out easily flipping it open, "Daniel Ford. Yeah, I don't know who you are do I? Do yourself a favour and stay away from her and every other woman in the country." He tossed the wallet on the floor beside him before he threw the guy down on the floor with it, "Nice meeting you."

As he exited the alley he looked around to make sure that the woman he had just rescued was nowhere in sight before he went to get himself some dinner. It was such a shame that he had met the woman like he had, she was actually incredibly beautiful and under any other circumstance he would have asked for her number. Running his hand over his head as he walked down the street he couldn't help but think about her and hope that she was okay.

Stephanie all but crawled through her front door, the cab driver had insisted on making sure that she got in alright which was nice but just stifling. She practically slammed the front door behind her leaning on it for support as she flicked the locks. Once the door was locked she kicked off her high heels and attempted to bend down to pick them up but quickly stopped when the room began to spin again, "They can wait." Slowly making her way straight to her bedroom she dropped her bag on the nearest surface and then undid the zip on her dress letting it pool on the floor around her feet, stepping out of it she left it where it was and just collapsed into bed in her lingerie. She would clean up tomorrow but for now she needed to sleep, without painkillers as she wasn't sure if she should take them right now.

Sat on the cold floor with his wallet in his hand Daniel was not impressed, he was so close to getting the number and he would have had it if that meat head hadn't interfered, "Soon Stephanie, soon."