Chapter Three

"Hope? Oh my God, what happened?" Colby asked as he came jugging up.

"I twisted my ankle." I said as I rubbed it.

Claudio was kneeling in front of me and inspecting the damage. Stephen was letting me lean my head up against his knee as the Swiss superstar shook his head.

"Severely sprained, Prinzessin." Claudio said as he looked at me.

"I kind of figured." I grumbled. "And don't call me Princess."

"I'll get the door." Stephen said.

"Come on, Prinzessin," Claudio said holding his hands out to me.

"Stop calling me that, Claudio." I didn't mean to bark at him, but between embarrassment and pain, I was annoyed with him. "Sorry, Claud."

"I know you're in pain, no need for sorries."

I took his hands but felt Colby behind me, lifting me up under my arms. I tried to balance on my right foot and on instinct I put my left foot down. I almost fell again, if it hadn't been for Claudio pulling me into him. Colby pressed his hands into my back as I clung to Claudio with all that I could muster, my fingers burying into the fabric of his jacket.

"I got you, Hope." he said just over my head.

I squeezed my eyes shut as my left ankle throbbed with pain. Tears started to spring to the corners of my eyes but I held my breath to keep them away.

I felt Colby with his hands on my waist. He said something to Claudio but it was mumbled to me. The next part was me being scooped up into a pair of arms.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked as I threw an arm around Claudio's shoulders.

"You're not walking." He then added insult to injury. "Prinzessin."

He helped me to the car. Without Fergal being there I was able to sit in the back with no problems, but it still felt weird that Claudio had to carry me there. I was no dainty thing either, far from diva status. Colby still drove, Stephen was up in the front shotgun seat and I was in the backseat with Claudio.

I had thought that I was going to be going back to the hotel where the other road staffers were staying, which was a couple of blocks from where the main roster was staying. But no, I was taken directly to where the guys were staying.

"Why are we here?" I asked.

"We didn't feel like driving all over the place so you're stuck with us." Colby said.

"I don't even have my stuff."

"Don't worry about it, Hope." Claudio said before he got out of the car.

I watched him go around to my side and opened my door. Again, he insisted on carrying me with Colby and Stephen leading the way. In the lobby Triple H was just coming out of the elevator with Stephanie McMahon when they spotted us.

"What happened?" Stephanie asked.

"I was a klutz." I said. "And they kidnapped me."

Triple H tried not to smile, Stephanie had her head tilted and I felt the heat raise to my face again. It didn't help that Claudio was close to rubbing my ass cheek with his thumb.

"I'll let your supervisor know you won't working for a few days."

"She can still travel with us though, right?" Claudio asked.

"You're consenting adults, I don't see why not." Stephanie said.

"I haven't consented to anything, ma'am." I replied.

"Too damn bad, you're stuck with us." Colby said.

Stephen nodded. "We ain't going nowhere without ya."

"Groovy." I grumbled, which earned a snort laugh from Triple H and Stephen hid her smile behind her hand.

"We'll let you guys head on up." Triple H said. "We have some NXT talent coming in soon that we were going to take out to dinner."

"Night, guys." Stephanie waved.

I looked at Claudio as he brought me into the elevator. "I'm too heavy for you to be carrying around."

"No you're not, Prinzessin."

"I'm not your Princess." He smiled in response. "I'm really not your Princess, Claudio."

"So you say."

The three of us got up to the floor where the superstars were being kept. I ended up in a room where there was one bed.

"Whose room is this?" I asked.

"Mine." Claudio said as he put me down on the edge of the bed.

Colby knelt down in front of me to take off my shoes, being extra careful of my left ankle. "Damn, Babe, look at your ankle."

"Bruised already?" Stephen asked as he came to look.

Pretty much the entire ankle was bruised, broken blood vessels just below the surface bursting when I fell onto it. My foot pulsated as Claudio walked up with a bag of ice.

The realization hit that I was sitting down in front of three men who were now standing. Maybe in some fanfiction somewhere this would have been great, but it wasn't for me. Hell, in a porno this would have been great, too, had Fergal been there. But no, I was injured, if I felt like running there was a chance I could have broken my ankle in the process of trying to leave. The fact that any of them would have caught me made me look away from them.

"Hey," Colby placed a hand on my shoulder. "Hope, are you okay?"

Irrational thoughts my ass, I was going back to dark places in my mind and in my life where I shouldn't have gone to. I knew that the three of them wouldn't do anything like what my mind was telling me.

"I'm not a happy camper." I leaned back on my elbows.

"Scoot." Claudio said.

He leaned over me, took the back of my knee and moved my leg over the bed. I followed his movements, scooting up on the bed and resting my back against the pillows. Colby leaned over, grabbed an unused pillow and propped my leg onto it.

"Got any beer in here?" Stephen asked as he headed for the mini bar.

I sighed, the cold dulling the pain in my ankle and my eyes closed. I had to forget that there were three men with me, three men who were extremely attractive and I was in no way of fighting them.

Bad thoughts, more sexual than any other, krept into my brain as my mind wondered what it would be like with each of them. Colby would be rough, Stephen may have swoon me with Irish talk and Claudio would be saying stuff in German while he lay over me. All of that thinking only made my body feel alert as someone's hand touched the hem of my shirt around my waist.

I grabbed the person's wrist. "Don't."

"I wasn't trying anything, Babe." Colby said.

I looked at him. "Don't, just don't. I'm not in the mood right now."

He leaned closer, his hand pressing in on the other side of my head. "I'm not ever going to hurt you, Hope. No way in Hell would I ever do that."

It was the way he said it, the way he was looking at me with his brown eyes. He looked hurt, or something like that. I had to do something or else it would have gotten weirder.

"I'm heading off to my room." Stephen announced. "I'll check up on ya tomorrow, lass."

"Thanks, fella." I replied earning a chuckle from him.

Claudio was taking his shoes off, tossing his jacket onto the back of a nearby chair. Colby was more interested in leaning up against my side of the bed to play with his phone. Now the tension was gone, and I was able to breath without fear of bursting out crying in fear.

"I just told Ferg what happened. He says he's on the way back with some of the women." Colby said.

"Do you think Fergal and Pam look cute together?" i asked out of nowhere.

"Yes." My two male companions said together.

"They should get together then."

"Maybe they will." Claudio said as he rested his head against the stack of pillows I was occupying.

"I was hoping we could go out." Colby said. "You know to dinner, Hope."

I could only make out the back of his head from where he was sitting. Somehow I think he was having a text conversation with Fergal.

"I don't know, maybe." I said. "It depends on our schedules."

We stayed like this for a while, until the point where I was nodding off. The bag of ice melted and I was tired. Everything that had happened just knocked me out.

Here you guys go. I hope you like it. Let me know what you think if you want. Gotta go, I'll be around soon.