A/N: I only own the OC

Chapter 4: Smoke

Robbie walked alone in the hallway in search of Mr. McMahon's office, already in her ring attire. She knocks on the door three times softly, assuming he's already busy, awaiting for his response. When she hears the faint, hough husky respond "come in," she turns the knob and walks into the office.

"You wanted to see me Mr. McMahon?" Robbie asks as she walks in.
"Ah," Vince says. "Just the little lady I wanted to see. Have a seat Robbie, we have to discuss something."

Nervous at the words, Robbie takes a seat on the other side of the chairman's desk, placing her right foot behind her left leg.

"Miss Lebouff, I have good news. I talked to creative, our writers, and they have a very interesting plan for you."
"Already?" Robbie asks, a little surprised. "I-I mean, that's great Mr. McMahon. I-"

Suddenly a few knocks arose from the other side of the door. With the command to come in by Vince, two men walked in.

"Oh, Michael Mizanin and Kevin Kiley. Have a seat."

Robbie's body stiffened as she heard the name Michael Mizanin from the chairman. As she watches from her peripherals, Mike sits down next to her with Kevin standing proudly beside him. She slightly turns her heard away from him, but not far enough that she leaves the eyes of Vince. An awkward silence falls upon them before Vince speaks up.

"Now, you three are probably wondering what each and everyone of you are doing here. Well, I did some consti g with creative and people are begging for...a love triangle, I think that's what it's called, so we had a meeting regarding on who and it was unanimous. They chose...you three."

Both the mouths of Mike and Robbie fell for a second, a bit of schlock at the current decision of their beloved creative. Kevin was a bit surprised as well, though nothing could match the faces of Mike and Robbie.

"I'm sorry," They both said suddenly. "They want us?"
"Yes, that's right. There isn't a problem is there?"

Silence once again. Robbie had to think before she could say anything, which was a reject to this possibly horrendous plan. Bobby warned her to think before she says anything, or else it's the boot to the curb.

"No," Robbie said, lying through her lips. Mike looked at her once again, eyes filled with shock. "Not at all."
"You Michael?" Vince said, looking toasted Michael.
"Uh...no, Mr. McMahon." Mike said, turning to his boss with a fake smile. "...It sounds like a good idea."
"And you Kevin?"
"Oh, I'm for it Mr. McMahon," Kevin said, smiling. "If it's okay with Mike and...Miss Lebouff..."

Robbie looked up to see Keving smiling a little, eyes connection with hers. When he saw him smiling at her, a sudden feeling in her gut alarmed her a bit, as if a gust of butterflies was fluttering inside of her. When the feeling rushed her, she bit her lip and turned back to her boss.

"...It's great with me."

"Well good," Vince said. "Now, we're not going to rush anything, with this being your third week miss Lebouff. This is how we'll start this off, now Robbie, we all know you're going to be with Bobby tonight when he's in his match and we know that it's against Zack Ryder, however I figured that this time...he'll be facing The Miz. Now you two, give Robbie and Bobby a nice...welcome. Understand?"

The three nodded with a few "yes sirs" and then they were sent off to prepare for later on tonight. Robbie gave Vince a nice smile, but once the door closed behind the three, the smile faded in a flash. The three of them stood there in silence, Robbie's eyes of fury bore into Mike's as Kevin stood there, completely confused.

Robbie scoffed at him as she started to walk away.

"Robbie, wait." Mike said, taking a hold of her arm, stopping her.
"I have nothing to say to you Michael." Robbie hissed.
"Robbie please, it was three years ago, when are you going to let it go?"
"Let it go! You lied to me Michael Mizanin. And you of all people should know what that does to me."

Mike stood there, speechless as tears were forming in her eyes. Seeing as how Mike had absolutely nothing to say, she left. Not wanting to watch her go, he turned on his heel and walked tirades the locker room, with Kevin on his tail,

"Alright," Kevin said as the two look alikes walked into the locker room. "You want to tell me what the hell that was about?"
"What, that little show didn't give you enough insight?" Mike said.
"You told me nothing happened between the two of you, but apparently that's not the case. What happened three years ago?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"We're best friends Mike, of course I want to know. And p.s. we are going to be working with her for a while so maybe it's a good idea to inform me."
"Don't remind me."

Mike crossed his arms over his chest and exhaled. He looked to Kevin for a moment; who was patiently waiting for an answer from his "awesome" best friend.

"Alright, I met her while in the diva search okay?" Mike asked rhetorically. "W-We had one night together and that was it."
"One night? You mean..."
"We fucked, okay? One spontaneous night of raunchy sex and now it's haunting me."
"There has to be something else, right? I mean she can't hold a grudge for three years for one night...right?"
"Oh no, trust me she's tough but even she isn't even that thick. But...when the person you sleep with for one night is your best friend, and just up and leaves you for...someone else the next day..."
"You didn't..." Kevin gasped, realizing what his best friend was talking about.
"Yeah, well now you know...and that's all I'm telling you. If you want more of how much of a sadistic asshole I am...why don't you go to miss Lebouff herself?"

With that, Mike grabbed his bag and stormed off to the bathroom, changing into his ring attire.

"This match is set for one fall, introducing first from Denver Colorado, weighing in at 272 pounds, accompanied by Robbie Lebouff...Bobby Lashley!"

Robbie and Bobbt walked down the ramp together in their ring attire side by side. They slid into ring and they both hoped onto the second rope of one of the turnbuckles, one for each of them. They both raised their hands in unison before Robbie blew a kiss to one of the cameras, and they hopped off.

"AWWWWESOOOOME..."

"And his opponent, from Cleveland Ohio, weighing in at 231 pounds, accompanied by Alex Riley...The Miz!"

The Miz and Alex Riley walked together side by side, occasionally whispering to eac other and eyeing the two individuals in the ring. Once they got to the steel steps, Miz picked up the mic that laid there and the both of them stepped into the ring.

"Well well well, what do we have here?" Miz said speaking into the mic. They stood as if it was an old fashioned showdown. Miz looked at both Bob y and Robbie with the same smug face he had on every time he appeared on RAW, which meant he had something planned for the two of them. "Welcome back Bobby, I'm sure thousands of people are just thrilled to have you back. Now, I've heard about the people you've faced, and the things you've accomplished and that's great. But you think you can just waltz in here with you're...little niece here..."

"Little!" Robbie exclaims, clearly offended.

"And suddenly expect to be WWE champion?" At that moment people are suddenly cheering as Bobby nods his head and agrees. "Really...Really...Oh Really? Don't underestimate me Bobby...you have no idea what I'm capable of. And you..."

He then turned to Robbie, a smirk across his face.

"I saw what you did to the Bella twins two weeks ago, and that little stunt you pulled on Maryse last week. But you better watch it my little dove...you're messing with the big dogs now, it would be very tragic if you let yourself get bit."

He brought his hand up and rest his middle finger to his thumb and flicked her nose. A nerve hit her and she jumped at him, trying to collide her fists with his big head. But Bobby interfered, holding Robbis back and away from Miz. Both Alex and Miz looked at her in shock for a moment.

"Calm down," Bobby said, bringing her to his corner. "I'll handle it okay?"

They both looked back to Miz and Alex; Miz was already in his own corer whispering to Alex once again. She took a deep breath and nodded to Bobby, hopping out of the ring.

When the bell rang signaling the start of the match, Miz quickly kicked Bobby at his leg, weakening hiss stance just slightly. Miz grabbed the back of Bobby's head and collided his fists with it repeatedly, however until Bobby brought his hands up and gave Miz a powerful push off of him. The force was so strong, Miz backed into the opposite ropes. Using the ropes to his advantage, he bounced off and charged at Bobby. They collided but not how Miz had expected, instead a harsh clothesline was given by Bobby, Miz's back crashing hard to the mat. Bobby watched in amusement as Miz was slowly trying to get to his feet. Bobby brought him up, preparing him for the "Dominator," but before Bobby could get him onto his shoulders, Miz scrambled out of the ring, and when he did, Alex was already at his side.

Bobby kept a keen eye on Miz as he traveled to the front of the ring and slid backin, and they started to circle each other as Robbie and Alex darted to cheer their mentors on.

It came down to Miz on Bobby's back, locking his head in his arms tightly. Booby started to get weaker by the minute Miz held on.

"Bobby!" Robbie screamed, as she watched her mentor get weak and frail. Her eyes shifted and saw Alex and Michael Cole cheering Miz on. She scoffed lightly in disgust. She starte to hit the apron repeatedly with both of her hands as the crowd starte to cheer and clap along with her. Motivated by the crowd, Bobby grabbed Miz's wrists and started to get up slowly, opening Miz's arms as he got up.

Bobby bent forward slightly and threw himself back, his weight landing onto of Miz. Bobby rolled off of Miz out of exhaust and Miz clasped his chest and back in pain. Miz rolled to the apron, his head and arm laying out of the ring. Alex was about to run over to him, to check on him, but the ref thought other wise. From the ring, the ref was shouting at Alex, ordering him to stay in place.

Robbie saw an opportunity as the ref was keeping Alex at bay, and seeing as how Bobby was slightly sedated, she figured she might as well help. She hurried over to where Miz was, careful not to get caught, and as the Miz started to get up from the apron, she raised a leg and kicked Miz square in the forehead. Robbie turned around and walked back to her original spot, and as she did Bobby hooked and arm around the Miz and raised him up before slamming his down on the mat.

"What are you doing?" Alex said, grabbing Robbie's arm and turning her around. "Who the hell do you think you are!"

Robbie looked at Alex up and down, an innocent smile creeping onto her lips and she moved stray strands of hair behind one of her ears. Alex watched in shock as she moved closer to him. She bit her lip as she grasped his dress shirt, pulling him closely. Her chest was touching the torso of Alex's, his breath was caught as he eyed the soft an supple looking breasts pushed together under her wrestling top. She placed a finger under his chin, making him look in her eyes and she moved her hand up to cup his face. His hands started to move downward, and gripped Robbie at her waist. They smiled as they moved inch by inch closer to each other, eyes occasionally moving to their lips.

Knowing she had him under her grasp, she brought the other free hand and slapped Alex across the faced, making him fall against the baracades. The sound echoing through the arena as the crowd gasped and cheered. Smirking, Robbie walked back to her original spot, also watching as Bobby charged at Miz and a spear was given.

Bobby hooked Miz's legs and the ref started to count, 1...2...3! Robbie jumped up and down a few times before slipping into the ring, raising Bobby's hand along with the ref as his theme played across the arena. They hugged each other tightly before turning to Miz and Alex, who was looking back at them while they walked, or tried to walk, back up the ramp. They grinned as Alex held his now red and sore cheek and Miz was gripping his forehead and back. As a final goodbye, Robbie brought a hand up to her mouth and blew them a taunting, mocking kiss.

"A love triangle!" Bobby exclaimed as they arrived backstage. Robbie forced herself to tell Bobby of creative's heinous story line they stirred up for her. Bobby knew of the controversy between Robbie and Mike that fatal night three years ago, of course, so he did grow a tad worried when the news was made out to him. Bobby sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Apparently the fans want it," Robbie said as she leaned against the wall. "So much for avoiding him as much as possible." She blew a few hairs that were straggling in front of her face, which landed back in front of her eyes.

"Well, maybe this won't be so bad," Bobby said, trying to find the silver lining. "The most contact you'll have to do is in front of the camera right? Once you get backstage, everything will get back to normal."

"Whatever...look I'm going to go change."

Bobby nodded to her and she walked off in search of the women's locker room. She then changed into another set of casual clothes, a maroon colored jacket over a white tanktop and black jeans, and on her feet were a pair of black ankle boots.

Once she was finished, she needed a break. A small release, something that eased her pain just a bit. She went for her bag and grabbed whatever it was she was looking for and a water and trailed outside.

Once she was outside, she leaned her back on the wall and she sighed as the warm summer air caressed her face. She opened the box she held and carefully took out one of the white sticks she so desired. She put the cigarette in between her lips and she sucked in as she lit it with the black lighter in her hand. She exhaled the smoke out and already she felt better. Slightly anyway.

As she took one or two more drags, she began to think about all the things that happened between her and Michael. Once they met at the diva search there was an instant connection. Was it love? Maybe it was, she couldn't tell. Oh but how it hurt her the way Michael had did her so wrongly.

She could feel a tear escape and fall across her cheek. And soon a few more came. She heard the door open suddendly and she turned slightly as she quickly wiped the tears away, making sure that she physically seemed okay.

"Robbie?" The person asked.

She recognized the voice. She turned around to see Randy standing in front of her.

"Hey Randy," Robbie said as she cleared her throat, trying her best not to sound so hoarse. "W-What are you doing here?"
"I have some time before my match," Randy replied. "But what about you, what's a lady like you doing here?"
"I um, needed some time to think."
"Someone doesn't like they're storyline huh?"
"W-..how did you find out?"
"Word gets around fast here."
"Clearly."

Randy leaned next to as he watched her take another drag.

"So..." Randy said as he eyed the almost finished cigarette. "You um..."
"Yeah, I um... Sorry I know I should quit."
"I don't mind, really."

Her eyes went wide as she watched him. He brought a cigarette to his lips and lit it.

"I heard that you yourself quit." Robbie said as Randy exhaled the smoke.
"Yeah well," Randy said as he shrugged. "Old habits are hard to break."

Robbie nodded in agreement as he took another drag. She followed suit as she brought the cigarette to her lips.

"So...," Randy said, grabbing back Robbie's attention. "How do you like working in the WWE?"
"It's..." Robbie started, sighing a little. "Like nothing I've ever imagined."

Randy smiled a little at her, as he saw a small change in expression. He could see her glow as she continued.

"The rush...the adrenaline...the emotion...the physical pain."

Robbie cracked a smirk as Randy snorted a laugh at that last part. One thing about Robbie was, she was quite the sarcastic little doll sometimes, though this statement was true.

"The emotional pain..."

Randy looked at her as he could see the emotional difference in her a little. A frown stricken across her face. She looked up at him, and though he could still see the hard pain in her eyes, she still smiled a little.

"Yeah," Randy said, deciding to save the conversation for another day. He took one more hit of the cigarette and exhaled the smoke. "You'll get that sometimes."

Robbie nodded in agreement as she sucked in more of the cigarette, and exhaled deeply.

Randy opened his mouth to say something, however the door opened again. They watched as one of the backstage members stepped out and spotted them.

"Randy," He said. "We need you for a promo."
"Right," Randy sighed. He and Robbie took another drag and threw the cigarette to the ground, crushing them.

"After you my lady." Randy said as he held the door for Robbie.
"It's nice to know there are some decent gentlemen in this world." Robbie said as she smiled at him. As she walked in, Robbie felt Randy place a hand on her back protectingly and she was more at ease.

When they saw the cameras in view, Robbie stopped and turned to him.

"I like hanging out with you Randy." Robbie said, smiling a little.
"Well," Randy said, a genuine smile...not a smirk, but a smile on his face. "It's a pleasure having you around."

Randy was about to turn and walk away, but he stopped himself short. He turned back to Robbie and bent down to her level. He turned his head slightly and kissed her cheek gently. This time he smirked, for he could feel Robbie's cheek get hot to the touch. As he pulled away, she was in awe.

"I'll see you later." Randy said. Before he turned away, he winked at her and with that he left.

"Bye!" She said as she watched him walk away. She couldn't stop herself from smiling. Before he could see her grinning like a fool, she turned and walked away to find Bobby. Though the enormous smile still on her lips.

A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed. Sorry it took so long for me to update. Thank you to everyone who reviewed.

-robieliemegan