As Stephanie awoke the next day she immediately felt the ache and stinging in her face. As the alcohol fogging her mind started to clear she remembered the events of last night and couldn't help but groan. She was meant to be having dinner at her parents house tonight. This meant either she needed to find a way to cover up the bruise she was sure she could feel forming or ring them and cancel. With a gentle sigh Steph carefully moved out of Owen's embrace, relieved when he didn't wake up. Almost tiptoeing so she didn't wake up her sleeping fiancée the brunette gathered her clothes and make up bag before slipping into the en-suite, locking the door behind her.

After a quick shower Stephanie found herself looking in the mirror. She couldn't help but grimace slightly as she noticed her face was indeed swollen and bruised. It wasn't as bad as she had expected and she knew she could cover the bruise with her make up, but she wasn't sure if she could cover the swelling. With another sigh the brunette began applying her make up to cover the bruise, hoping that would help. But all it seemed to do was hurt and put her into a foul mood.

After a while she noticed the bruise was completely covered and she couldn't help but feel relieved that she would no longer be in pain from having to apply her make up. She quickly got dressed in her black trousers and red top before forcing herself to leave the bathroom. Steph immediately noticed that Owen was still asleep and after looking at the clock she decided to go and get breakfast for herself. So after writing a note for Owen, telling him she had gone down for breakfast, she slipped her heels on and after grabbing her key card, phone and the script for RAW next week with the notepad and pen it was next to she left the room. Hoping that no one would bother her this morning.

After getting a plate of pancakes she found a corner table where she hoped she could eat and work by herself. Sitting down Stephanie placed her plate in front of her and the papers around the table so she could see everything as she had a working breakfast. As she ate she read over the script and made notes of what she felt needed to be changed, during which her coffee had been delivered to her table.

It wasn't until she finished her pancakes and coffee and was solely focussed on work that Stephanie felt like she was being watched. As a shadow appeared over the table the brunette woman instantly tensed, expecting it to be Owen. But as she raised her head she was pleasantly surprised to find Paul, Triple H, stood there. "You okay, Stephanie?" He asked, seeing her tense body immediately.

"I'm fine, Paul. What can I do for you?" The brunette asked, willing her body to relax a little. She could start being obviously tense or nervous around people.

He wasn't convinced that Stephanie was indeed okay but he let it drop for now. "May I sit?" He asked, gesturing to the seat opposite the brunette. Steph nodded and Paul quickly sat. "I was just wondering what was scripted for us next week. I was thinking that maybe we could look it over together and see what needs changing." The blonde suggested, handing her the coffee mug he had in his hand.

Smiling Stephanie nodded to him. "Sure. That sounds fine." She responded before gesturing for him to move next to her, sipping her coffee as she did. Of course Steph had notes on things already but she was interested to see what Paul would contribute to the script. "So I was thinking that maybe during your match next week I could climb onto the apron and one of you could accidentaly knock my off. That way I could fake being injured and you could continue your feud that way. The other writers weren't sure how to continue your feud without repeating themselves but I doubt that Triple H would let someone off the hook if they hurt his wife." Stephanie explained to the long haired blonde.

Paul had to admit it was the perfect way to keep his feud with Angle going. There was no way his character would let Angle hurt Stephanie without wanting some kind of retribution. But one thing was bothering him. "Are you sure though Steph? I mean if it doesn't go right then you could end up actually hurt." Paul questioned, not wanting to see her actually get hurt because something went wrong.

Smiling Stephanie turned to face the blonde. "Aww, my husband is worried about me. How sweet." She teased him. Both of the laughed at her words before Steph's phone vibrated on the table. Looking at her text she couldn't help but frown before she looked at Paul. "I need to go, Owen's waiting outside with the car and out things. Email me if you have any more ideas, yeah?" She said as she stood and gathered her papers and phone. Seeing Paul nod the pair said their goodbyes and Steph walked over to the receptionist and handed her key card back. With a sigh she then headed out of the hotel with her head down a little, not noticing her best friend watching her. Steph just hoped that since Paul hadn't asked about the swelling to her face that it wasn't that noticeable.

Sliding into the car she felt Owen immediately grab her hand a little too tightly. "After dinner at your parents, we need to talk." He practically growled at her, causing the brunette to nod. Stephanie couldn't help the panic that filled her at his words as she remembered what happened last night. She just hoped that last night had been what Owen promised, a one off. But looking in his eyes she doubted it.

Author's Note: So I hope you guys like this chapter. Please review and let me know what you think x