Sitting there she was thinking how two nights ago, she was in her living room talking to her buddy on how he should stop prying into her personal life, and now she finds herself waiting at the airport's terminal, undercover with a new alias. How do I do it?...she thought to herself. Assume an identity and practically lie in people faces just to get the job done. She always get these thoughts in her head when she starts on an assignment, and when she remembers why she's there, she erases the emotions that comes over her time and time again. Jace stands as she was getting restless on waiting on the ride that was suppose to pick her up, and take her to her hotel and then to the arena where the WWE has a show at the Staples Arena tonight. Her jade green eyes were scanning the crowd when it fell upon a sign that read, Jacey Adams.
"Here goes nothing" She muttered to herself. Striding over to the young gentleman she stops in front of him, and clears her throat. "You're here for me" More of a demand than a question.
"Yes Ms. Adams...let me take your bags" He went for her bags, and she tugs her arm back. "Something wrong ma'am?" He looks at confused.
"Where's your taxi?" He chuckled at her question.
"No taxi ma'am. Mr. McMahon sent a limo for your pickup" The gentleman gets her bags and escorts her to the limo that was waiting out front.
In no time they were on the road heading to the hotel where she'll be staying for the night. Looking into her small travel bag she pulls out a thick file with all the employees Vince's had in the last three years, from the one who scrubbed the toilets to the one who racked in big money. She was starting to begin her own character profile but then she feels the limo come to a stop... "You're here Ms. Adams" The driver steps out as she quickly place the items back in the bag. About to open the car door, someone beats her to it.
"Welcome to the Marriot" The man smiles as he offers a hand to help her out, to much of her surprise she obliges.
Walking into the lobby of the hotel she heads straight to the front desk where a middle aged woman greeted her with a smile. "Hello, and welcome to the Marriot Hotel. How may I help you?"
"Hi...I...um...have a reservation here, name is Adams" The woman types on the computer and was searching for her name.
"Ms. Jacey Adams, can I see your ID please?" She went into her bag and takes out a letter size folder where she keeps important documents, and quickly hands her the identification card. "Oh good. Here is your room key, and your ID. Would you like a wake up call tomorrow morning?"
"No thanks, I get up early enough as it is, thank you anyways" The bellhop follows her to the elevator where her room is on the fourth floor.
Opening the door to the room her bags were dropped off, and after tipping the young man she closes the door and lets out a deep breath. Taking off her denim jacket she gets her cell phone and immediately makes a call.
"Walter's coffee shop"
"Walter? You might as well answer FBI"
'What you expect me to say? I didn't expect you to call so soon. Hey! why are you calling so soon anyways?"
"Chandler...shut up. I was letting you know that I just arrived at the hotel" She walks over to the full size bed and sit at the edge of it.
"Good, when are you going to the arena?"
"When Vince call me, so I have to go and prepare"
"Good luck "
"Thanks"
"Oh...Jace"
"Um...?"
"Can you get me an autograph of Triple H? He's so cool" Jace laughs as she hangs up the phone. At the same time her hotel room starts ringing. She looks at it oddly as she heads over to the night table.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Jace, glad you've made it. How was your flight?"
"Everything was well. Even though the limo ride was a bit much" She hears the man laugh over the phone.
"That's the perk darling. Every new employee gets a ride in the limo, in your case or not"
"Yes sir"
"I'm going to have a staff meeting at the arena in two hours time. Prepare yourself because I'm going to introduce you everyone, so get ready"
"No problem" They end the conversation and Jace looks down on herself and decides to take a shower. "No way I'm looking like a fool in front of those people." she mutters as she heads to the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later she emerges from the bathroom wrap in a towel and heads for her bag, and takes out her body lotion and rubs it all over her tan brown skin. Putting on her bra and panty, she slips on her knee highs, and then her gray slacks. She looks in the mirror to see how it fits and laugh when she turn sideways. Chandler always told her that she was the white version of J.Lo, and laugh because having a booty didn't look weird on her. She went to the mirror and start applying powder foundation a little eye shadow, mascara, eyeliner, and finishes with lip gloss that shows off a little color on the lips. Taking a brush and starts going through her raven mane, she decides for the first time in a while to leave loose, and when done with that she puts on her 3" black ankle boots. Getting her leather briefcase, she puts in her laptop, notepad, her little folder with all of her documentation, profile folder just in case she gets something tonight, but refrain from carrying her gun.
Heading out the room, she made sure she had everything and was prepare. A quick ride down the elevator, at the lobby she sees the limo driver near the door; and when he spots her he quickly holds the door for her.
The ride to the arena was a short one, and as she steps out the limo she bid the driver a farewell and was on her way. Finding the entrance where the superstars enter she made her way and spots a security guard.
"ID" He bellows. She went into her briefcase and takes it out to show him. "You're the new person?"
"Yeah" He breaks out into a smile.
"Welcome" He opens the door for her.
"Thank you" She steps inside and was greeted by chaos. People running around like mad people, and practically running each other over. "All this for a show?" She questioned herself. She starts walking hoping not to get devoured by these people, but then she stops and realizes that she has no idea where she's going.
"Jacey Adams?" She looks to her left and sees a young lady approaching.
"I am she"
"Welcome..." She extends her hand and Jace accepts it with a shake. "I'm Karen a stagehand and Mr. McMahon gave me specific orders to hand deliver you to his office"
"Well we better make sure we do what he says" They both laugh. They were making they're way down the hall when curiosity was biting Jace in the neck. "Why is it so hectic back here?" Karen looks at her oddly.
"Not a fan I see?" Jace shakes her head. "Don't feel bad. When I started here, I wasn't a fan myself, and now I love it!" They were still walking, "The reason is because Monday Night Raw is a live show, so we make sure that everything is perfect for the superstars to do what they do best." She nods and was quite impress at the woman's enthusiasm. In no time they were in front of Vince McMahon office, hence his name being on the door. "Here you go. Vince is not in there at the moment, but get comfortable you're family now"
"Thanks. By the way, when does the show starts?"
"Officially...at 9:00, but we always have something for the fans before that" Jace looks at her watch.
"That's hours from now"
"Yeah, and lots to do. See you around" Karen walks off as she left Jace standing there, and looking at the door she turns the knob and walks into the office.
She walks inside and places her briefcase on the leather couch that was against the wall. She stands in the middle of the room and survey it as her eyes caught something on the desk. Going over to the desk, she sees an envelope with her name on it. Opening it she reads a note.
Dear Jace,
At 3 o'clock I'm having a general meeting with the staff and the wrestlers. It usually goes from 45 minutes to an hour, so before 4 o'clock just make your way. On the second page, I kind of made a map so you won't get loss.
Regards, Mr. McMahon
Jace looks at her watch and it read 3:36, and knew she had to be over there soon. So she took her makeshift map, and take her notepad and pen and was out the door. At least he was a decent map maker...she thought. Walking down the hall she reads the last of the instructions, and realizes that she was standing in front of a door. "I guess this is it" She slowly opens the door and immediately was met by Vince dominating voice. Majority of the people were sitting in chairs and a good number were standing along the back and against the doorway. She squeezes in between two huge guys as she closes the door. Trying to be quiet and unnoticed was her goal, but she failed miserably.
"Ah, there she is. Ladies and gentleman, I like to introduce you to the newest member of the family...Jacey Adams. Come up here Jace" Everyone starts clapping their hands as Jace looks around, and Vince indicts that he was talking about her. I feel like I'm back in grade school...she thought.
She finds a narrow aisle along the wall and she took that way. Feeling eyes on her she makes her way to the podium where Vince held out his hands, and she takes it and both shake. "Jace hear will be working along side me, so you will see her a lot...so get use to her and make her feel welcome." She scans the room to get the faces in her memory, and when she saw these faces, this is going to be a little tougher...she thought to herself.
"So everyone that's the end of this meeting, go and start get ready. Jace, lets go" Vince and Jace start to head for the door when a giant approaches Vince.
"Hi Vince"
"Oh good Jace, this is Glen Jacobs in the ring...Kane." She extends her hand.
"Nice to meet you"
"Thank you. Welcome to the WWE" She nods at his niceness. Then the two went into a discussion about the show this evening when Vince turn to Jace.
"Jace, meet me back at the office"
"No problem"
Walking out the room, Jace was remembering how she got there in the first place. While remain walking she turns the corner and collides with another human being. "I'm so sorry" Both blurted out at the same time.
"I should've looked where I was going" She heard the other voice.
"No problem" Jace brushes off, "I do this thing all the time." She sticks out her hand, "Jacey Adams, but you can call me Jace"
"Patricia Stratigas, but everyone knows me as Trish" She takes her hand in hers and shake. "Its nice to see a new face around here, and not look at ugly ones like that thing over there" Jace looks to see a guy standing with his cell at hand. "Hey you...come over here" The guy comes over and looks at the two women.
"What can I do for you ladies" He is good looking...she thought to herself. She notice she was having a lot of thoughts lately.
"I was telling Jace that it was nice to see a new face rather than that ugly mug you that you have" His face drop in mock horror.
"And I won't degrade myself in your childish games" He turns his back at her, and tips his hat at Jace. "I'm John Cena, and everyone is not like that meanie Trish" Jace then breaks out a smile.
"I hope not...then I would have to run to the hills"
"A lady with a sense of humor. We're going to get along great" He said with a smile.
"So you both are wrestlers?" She looks between the two.
"I'm Women's Champ and he's WWE Champ" Trish pointed out. Then Jace realize that Trish was one of the Divas who is part of the investigation, and that means she has to get close to her.
"Cool, but I have to be honest...I'm not really a wrestling fan"
"Well you're in the right place" John place an arm around Trish's shoulders. "Two of the best can teach you everything you need to know" Jace raises an eyebrow.
"Really?"
"Jace if you follow him, you'll go straight to the mad house"
"I see that my girl is getting acquainted with my champions" Vince approaches the group. "I forget to tell you Jace, I couldn't get you a rental car to get yourself around. So I will have to bully the rental company in the morning"
"No problem Vince, Jace can ride with me" Jace snaps her head at the blonde.
"Are you sure?" Jace asked.
"Yes I'm sure, and later on you can meet the rest of the girls"
"Thanks, that's really nice of you."
"Alright you two, I need my assistant if you don't mind." Vince gently leads Jace away with her elbow as she waves goodbye to Trish and John.
"She seems nice" Trish says as they watch the two disappear from sight.
"She's not bad looking either" John commented, and Trish swat him on the arm.
"Don't even try it"
Meanwhile Vince and Jace enter the office, and Jace takes a seat on the leather couch. "So that was everyone I just met?" Vince walks over to his desk, "Yeah, that's everyone. So what now?" He takes a seat.
"I have to make the girls trust me so I can help them." She went into her case, as Vince clears his throat.
"The only way you can get their trust is to befriend them." Jace looks up at him.
"Are you okay with that?"
"I rather their safety don't get hurt than their well being" She nods at his understanding. "So what do you want me to do since I'm your assistant?" Vince went into his folder and pulls out a stack of papers.
"These are the scripts for next week. For the Divas, and the rest are for Randy Orton, Edge, Carlito, and John Cena." Jace makes up a face, and Vince caught it. "What's wrong?"
"I just remembered that years ago I used to be an assistant for my mother's friend during high school, and just realized how much I hated it" Vince chuckled at her statement.
"Don't worry, I used to be in your shoes." Jace heads to the door.
"Yeah, but you turned out to be a billionaire." He laughs.
Down the hall Jace was looking for the Ladies locker room to hand out these scripts, and to make sure that they were in the right order, she stops at a wooden crate and starts going through them. She was loss into what she was doing that she didn't notice someone walking up to her.
"Are you Jacey Adams?" The raven haired woman jumps in freight, and holding her chest.
"My goodness...you scared the crap out of me" Trying to catch her breath.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"Its okay." Going back to the paperwork the person taps her shoulder. "Yes?"
"I know you're busy being the new girl and all, but I like to introduce myself" Jace looks up at the blonde woman, and couldn't help but feel nice to her. So she sticks out her hand, "Jace Adams."
"Torrie Wilson" She reciprocated the gester. Then the light bulb went off in Jace's head.
"You're one of the Divas!" Torrie help but laugh.
"You're a fan?" Jace shakes her head.
"Never watch the stuff, but I do have a script for you directly from Mr. McMahon" Jace went behind her and picks up the script that had her name on it, and hands it to her. "Here you go."
"Thank you" Torrie peers over Jace's shoulders and sees, and small stack of papers. "Making deliveries?"
"Pretty much, but I have to guess where to others would be right now." Gathering everything into her arms.
"Who you got?"
"The Divas, Randy Orton, Edge, Carlito, and John Cena." Torrie puts an arm around Jace.
"I can help you make those deliveries, but we'll save the girls for last. As for the guys, they would be in the locker room."
"I told you guys that Charlize Theron is hotter than any girls you're name dropping." A towel then was thrown at his face, as boos was echoing through the room.
"Randy...Charlize? How can you say that when you got Halle Berry?"
"John, of course you would say that...you like anything with a big butt." John and Adam(Edge) looks at each other, and gives one another a high five.
"You three men are drooling over women you probably would never get a chance with? Estupido." Carlito steps out of the bathroom and join the men who were sitting on the bench in conversation.
"Give me a break Carlito..." John started, "...like you never wonder about being with those women?" Carlito looks at the three men and shakes his head.
"Si, I wonder, but I don't act like she's at home waiting for me, compende?" John fan his hand at the Latino.
"Man...you are whack? A knock on the door alarm the four men, as they hear the knock again.
"Why don't you just come in!" Randy yells. The door opens and Torrie peers her head through the door.
"All of you are decent?"She ask with her eyes close. Remembering when she did the same thing a couple years ago, and when she opens her eyes it was nothing but cheeks everywhere, and not the ones on the face.
"We're fully clothed Tor." She opens one of her eyes and saw that they were not pulling her leg.
"Good, because I don't want you to scare my new friend...come in Jace." Torrie opens the door wider for her to come in. "Don't worry, they don't bite." Torrie closes the door.
"What can we do for you ladies?" Jace eyes went straight to John Cena, the gentleman she met earlier. Who gives her a smile.
"I have your scripts from Vince." She looks through them. "Who's Carlito?" She sees a guy with a lot of hair raise his hands.
"That's me Senora." She hands him the booklet.
"Oh my gosh!" Jace turns to Torrie who ran up to her.
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah, but I just saw your boots and I had to know is it the unlimited edition Marc Jacobs fall edition?" Jace looks down on her feet.
"Yes, why?" Torrie grabs her into a hug.
"We're kindred spirits Jace."
"Why, because of some shoes?" Randy blurted out, and the two darted their head at the Legend Killer.
"These are not just shoes...they're an expression of a women's fierceness." Jace couldn't believe that those words came out of her mouth. But who could blame her? Beside her love for being a FBI Agent, is her love for shoes. She hands him is script and Adam's. "I had to settle for the black, because I wanted the charcoal but couldn't find them."
"Girl...I have them in charcoal." Jace gasps.
"You are lying." They burst out laughing.
"Where have you been all my life?"
"I was born in New York and lived there my whole life. I'd just moved up to Connecticut." She mentally slaps herself, she didn't mean to blurt out the location of her childhood. Real brilliant Jace.
"You're from New York?" She looks to John and she could feel the blood inside her getting a little warm.
"You?" John shakes his head.
"Never. I'm from Massachusetts." He said proudly.
"Red Sox" She gritted through her teeth. "You're so lucky its not Baseball season...yet." She hands him his script, as they maintain eye contact. But that was broken when Torrie grabs her by the hand and heads out the door.
"See you later guys!" Torrie bellows as she left the locker room, as Jace simply waves goodbye.
Down the hall Jace was losing feeling in her arm, "Torrie...can you please slow down."
"Oh... sorry. I want you to meet the rest of the girls, you're going to love them. So how you like the guys?"
"They were okay, they seem nice." Especially that John Cena, she thought. But then she shakes the thought from her head.