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Chapter Two

"Hey Pop!" Stephanie exclaimed in a cheery tone of voice as she walked little Aurora into one of the backstage rooms at the area to see her grandfather.

"Hey, look who's here, my two little girls!" Vince said in his booming voice that made Aurora smile as she toddled into the room with her mother. She knew her grandfather's voice and loved his charismatic ways. He was a larger than life character especially around his one and only granddaughter.

"Come on, come here and see your pop." Vince said in his sweet grandpa voice that he only used for Aurora. Aurora let go of her mother's hand and ventured across the room on her own to see Vince.

"Oh you're getting so big." Vince commented as he picked up little Aurora. "Steph, I want to make some script changes before the preshow conference. The main event isn't what I had in mind."

"Yeah, I rushed the end a little bit. Aurora was really fussy last night. She woke up around eleven and I couldn't get her back to sleep until about three in the morning. I think she might be fighting off something. She didn't have a fever." Stephanie explained while she rummaged through her work satchel for her printed copy of the RAW script and a pencil.

"I want to go for a big main event tonight. We really need to hit this one out of the park. Fatal four way: Triple H vs. Chris Jericho vs. John Cena vs. Randy Orton. I want Paul to put over Orton." Vince told his daughter before she was even able to pull out the script.

"Why do you want Paul to put Orton over? Why don't we have Jericho lose the match? He's an establish veteran who will further Randy's credibility as a possible number one contender for Cena's title." Steph remarked. She was questioning her father's motive for making her husband lose to the third generation wrestler, Randy Orton.

"I want it to seem like Orton is a credible number one contender for Cena's title. We've had John holding onto the belt for months now. In order to keep the PPV buy rates up, the fans have to actually buy into the fact that Randy Orton has a chance of walking out of No Mercy with the WWE title. What better way to establish that by having him pin the King of Kings, Triple H?"

Steph used her pencil to slowly cross out her typed out main event. She didn't dare question her father's creative direction but she wondered if having Paul job in the main event against the younger talent would be hurting his reputation as the six time world champion. While Triple H was now seen as a veteran in the ring, he was still a major draw in the company. Was it really a good move for their company to start putting stock into their younger talent over the proven money makers like Triple H?

"Hey Paul, how was your weekend?" Shawn asked when his long time friend and tag team partner entered the top stars dressing room.

"I've had better…" Levesque muttered tossing his duffle bag on one of the wooden benches.

"You want to talk about it?" Shawn Michaels offered while he began to lace up his wrestling boots.

Paul was quiet for a moment as if he didn't hear his friend's offer to listen to his problems. It wasn't until the contents of his black duffle bag were emptied out onto the bench that he decided to open his mouth and share his frustrations.

"I've never been so hard up in my life. I finally got Steph to tear herself away from her work so that we could have sex and then the damn baby woke up. It's like I can't catch one break." Paul said as he plopped down onto the bench next to Shawn.

"Hey man, that happens when you have kids. Wait until you have more than one. It's like the more kids you have the less private time you and the missus get to spend together. It's worth it though. I wouldn't trade my Cameron and little Cheyenne for the world." Shawn admitted looking down at his bracelet design the tattoo on his wrist that spelled the name of his son.

"Yeah, I love my little girl. It's just Steph completely throws herself into her work. It didn't bother me as much before we had Aurora. We had the weekends to be together but now it's almost like she's all about working and taking care of the baby. I'm the afterthought and it pisses me off. I mean, I'm a man, I have certain needs." Paul complained tossing an empty water bottle across the room.

"Alright, so plan a weekend where it's just you and Steph. I'm sure that either Vince and Linda or your parents would be glad to watch Aurora. You could make it all romantic: roses, candles, the whole shooting match." Michaels suggested.

Paul pondered his friend's idea while chewing his white mint gum over and over again. Slowly he began to nod his head in approval. It sounded like a good idea. He and Stephanie hadn't had a romantic weekend alone in a long time.

"That's a good idea. I should surprise her with it. I'll ask my parents or my sister to watch Aurora. On Friday night, I'll surprise her with the idea. Steph's always loved romantic surprises." Paul said with a smile.

"Yeah, I mean, you've got nothing to lose with trying it, right?"

"The way I'm feeling now, I doubt my week could get any shittier. You don't know what being sex deprived does to me." Levesque muttered before fixing his dirty blonde ponytail.

"Hey honey, we've got to talk." Steph said walking into the locker room. The door had been open since it was still early before the show and none of the guys were getting dressed in their gear yet.

"What's up?" Paul replied scratching his beard with his right hand.

"It's about the show tonight. Dad rewrote the main event. It's going to be a fatal four way: you vs. Orton vs. Cena vs. Jericho."

"Wow, that's quite a match. Why is he going all the way out for a RAW show? It's not even the last show before No Mercy." Paul said completely curious about Vince's motives.

"I think Dad's a little upset about the recent dip in the ratings. TNA did a 1.1 last week and that company has only been around since 2002. You know how paranoid Dad can be." Steph explained as she rolled her eyes at her father's worry.

"Who am I going over tonight?" Paul asked.

"Umm well, Dad wants you to put Orton over to build him up as the number one contender." Steph replied quietly. She knew that she was telling her husband something he didn't want to hear.

"What?" Paul asked standing up. He thought that maybe he had heard his wife wrong. Every once in a while Paul would put over the younger talent, but it was when he wanted to do so.

"It's what Dad wants. I'm sure he'll make it up to you next week. I'll make sure that Triple H gets a rematch with Orton next week. We can book you and Shawn fighting Orton and Jericho. You can get your win over him then." Steph replied, trying her best to make her husband feel better about her father's decision.

"Fine Steph, whatever, this is just what I need this week. I need to go get some air; it's stuffy as hell in here." Paul said holding his hands up to signal that he was through with the conversation.

"Is he okay, Shawn?" Steph asked watching her husband storm out of the locker room.

"He's fine, just having a rough week. Don't worry, he'll come around."

Stephanie was taken aback by her husband's reaction to jobbing the main event. While it was no secret that Paul took great pride in Triple H being one of the most decorated wrestlers in the business, he had never copped such an attitude when he was asked to put a guy over before. Maybe something was bothering him? Could it be a lack of sleep? Aurora had been up last night crying and whining. Maybe a weekend of relaxation was in order. Work was starting to get monotonous for the both of them. It was the same work load week in and week out. The Levesques needed a break and Stephanie had the perfect plan in mind.