The Acquisition

Coach D'Amore turned away from Petey and the man interviewing him to talk on his phone.

"Now if you'll excuse me I have an acquisition to attend to."

He went on to tell the boys that he wouldn't be able to be at ringside during any of their matches. His boys were really the men on Team Canada. The captain Petey Williams and every other member of Team Canada had no clue what was in store for them.

Petey stretched himself across the bench. Finally he had two minutes alone. He had just lost a match that he was sure was his. AJ wasn't completely on tonight and screwed up twice causing himself to hit the railing.

The door opened and the other members of Team Canada came in. The coach told them all to be there for his big announcement. Everyone kind of thought that it had something to do with the joining of Christian a few weeks ago but no one was sure. Everybody went silent when Coach D'Amore came in practically giddy.

"Well boys, the day has come that Team Canada rises to another level. Boys, we got a new member. Unfortunately, Christian Cage has not been persuaded to join us but a deal I've been working on for a while has finally been completed. Petey after this match ends and the place clears out I want you to stay and meet the newest member of Team Canada."

Before Petey could complain Bobby spotted AMW in the ring having problems so they rushed out to assist.

When the room cleared Petey sat up.

"Coach, I wanna go home. Why do I have to stay? Anyone else can do it. I'll do it tomorrow," he whined.

"It's a woman."

Petey cocked an eyebrow, suddenly very interested.

"Maybe I can find it in my heart."

I hummed to myself, studying the curved tunnel around me. The place was pretty creepy when it was quiet and empty. I slumped my back against the wall behind me. Petey Williams should have been here a half an hour ago. I tried not to think about being locked in an empty arena.

I thought I heard footsteps and I glanced towards the entrance of the tunnel. A muscular form approached the opening.

"You Trinity?"

I hopped to my feet and went to meet the Canadian Destroyer Petey Williams. He was still wearing his wrestling shorts but had put on his Team Canada shirt back on. I stepped closer to him, into the light, and he very noticeably give me a lingering look. A smirk slid across his face.

"Well you're all my dreams come true."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Okay, are you ready to show me some moves?" I asked.

He looked up.

"If anyone wakes me up I'll kill them."

I pushed past him and he followed me to the ring. Tonight was going to be a long night.

After the first few minutes of attempting to learn something from him I got frustrated and when he flung himself into the irish whip I dropped in front of him on my hands and knees. He fell flat on his face. Standing up I looked at his shocked face.

He began to get serious and I realized that he was a pretty good teacher. Before I knew it four hours had passed.

"Do you want to do the Canadian Destroyer?" Petey asked as we sat down for a small break.

I hopped off of the rope that I was sitting on.

"I thought that you'd stop being such a perv."

I turned to leave and he quickly caught my elbow.

"No, the move," he explained laughing. Then he smiled. "But just so you know, I'll always be a perv."

"I 'd probably end up killing you," I said. But then I thought about it. "On second though…sure."

"Not tonight, maybe tomorrow we'll get into it. Right now let's leave. We should hurry before it gets too late," he said.

"Too late for what?" I asked confused.

"Dinner."

There was absolutely no use in arguing with this guy. You had to hand it to him though. He was stubborn as hell.

We drove for a while and when we stopped I looked out the window and frowned. We were parked in front of a house. One floor with a clean front yard. I turned to yell at Petey but he was already out of the car and walking around to open my door. He placed a hand on the small of my back and led me up the driveway and into the house.

I started to feel uneasy as he walked around turning on the lights. He showed me to the kitchen, talking the whole time.

Loosening up a bit I plopped down onto a stool in front of the counter and just listened to him as he rustled around about opening up the freezer, pulling out a pizza, and popping it into the oven.

"Ah, a man's cuisine," I said laughing.

"Could you stay here for like two minutes? I'll be right back."

I nodded and he jogged out of the room returning a couple minutes later in red track pants and a blue button up shirt completely unbuttoned. His chest and stomach were rock hard and so smooth. I quickly looked away before he caught me staring.

"I was thinking that tomorrow we could do some more practicing."

The pizza was soon ready and we sat talking and eating about everything to wrestling and other sports. I realized how late it was and I stood up to call a cab but that plan was quickly changed because Petey grabbed his keys and offered to drive me to his place.

We went back to the arena instead because my truck was still sitting there.