Disclaimer: I only own Evie and her family . Everything else belongs to WWE.

The next morning I woke up in his arms. I was slightly annoyed he'd managed to break my self-control last night, but couldn't be too mad at him; it was nice to feel loved. I rolled over and placed my hand over his heart. I thought he was sleeping so I whispered, "I love you, Johnny."

"I told you I'd get you to say the words." He said quietly.

"You shit. How long have you been awake?" I asked playfully smacking his arm.

"Long enough." He smirked.

Later that day John and I were in the lobby on our way to the arena when mom caught my arm. "What was that thing you said the other day about being pregnant with Randy's baby?" She questioned. John raised an eyebrow.

"I was trying to get your attention. I'm not actually pregnant, let alone having the Viper's child. I think John would kill him if that were the case." I said, my entire body shaking with laughter.

"Let's go, ladies. We can't be late for the big night." Steve said ushering everyone out to the waiting limo. Unluckily for us, the Jersey Slut was sitting in there waiting for us, and surprising everyone, Mike was sitting in the car next to her.

"Really, Mike? Really?" I asked looking at the WWE champ with a raised eyebrow. "Oh fuck. I've been hanging out with the two of you too often."

"You don't cuss, what the hell is wrong with you?" Steve asked. I shared glances with the former tag team champions.

"It's all Randy's fault." I replied, to which Mike and John laughed.

"You're so bad, Lady E." Mike said.

"You know me, the badder they are, the better." I shrugged. Mike and John shared a look. Steve looked at John with a frown.

"Don't look at me. Mike's the heel." John said with his hands up in defense.

"And she did spend all that time with Drew and Adam on Smackdown." Mike suggested.

"Not to mention I was hanging out with Undertaker and Chris Jericho before that." I said.

"The WWE Universe may get their wish for one more match. I'll challenge Undertaker if Triple H doesn't beat him tonight for SummerSlam on August 14th. He corrupted the good one." Steve said.

We arrived at the arena, where the McMahon family was waiting for the talent to arrive. Those of them who were involved in the six-person tag match were called into Vince's office along with Mike and I. Stephanie was present for the meeting. She was sitting quietly in the corner of the room looking over some papers.

"I want Alice to down to the ring with John for this match. Lay-Cool, Ziggler and Vickie will already be in the ring. I think it's only fair Team Morrison have someone in their corner since Vickie's going to cheat for Team Ziggler. She'll still go out with Miz for his match."

"Am I supposed to go out with my own music as a surprise or am I to go out with John or Trish?" I asked trying to take this in.

"Alice is to go out with Morrison. I don't care how you want to handle the new development, but since Wade's been hinting something's been going on between you for weeks, I think it's fair she got recruited to even out the match. And before the Lawler/Cole match, the anonymous GM is going to 'contact' Stephanie, forcing her to go out onto the stage and make an announcement that to even things up, Lawler is to have someone of his choosing in his corner."

"What does this have to do with us?" I asked.

"I'll let you know about that later."

"Who is going to go out with Jerry?" Trish asked.

"Sunny will be the person he 'chooses' to be in his corner."

"Great, I'll let Steve know." I nodded.

"Good. Evelyn, here's your clothing for the night. I had Stephanie pick out the outfit for your first Wrestlemania appearance." Vince said handing me a garment bag. I opened it and inside were black skinny jeans and a silver top.

"Don't forget the shoes." Stephanie said handing me a shoe box. I opened the box and inside were silver wedges.

"Thank you, Stephanie. The outfit is fabulous." I smiled. She nodded and went back to her paperwork.

Wrestlemania (FYI this was actually written before Wrestlemania took place. I know things worked out differently, but I refuse to change it.)

'I am Perfection' started playing, cueing Dolph Ziggler and Vickie Guerrero to walk out to the ring followed by Lay-Cool. Trish Stratus's music hit next. It had been decided Snooki would go out with her since I was to go out with John. 'Ain't No Make Believe' hit the airwaves. I took John's arm and we walked out to the entrance stage. It felt good to the ring on John's arm. John stopped to pose with the slo-mo and the pyrotechnics behind us, our hair flying through the air because they had a fan trained on us. We joined Trish and Snooki and they climbed into the ring, while I remained on the outside.

The match started with John and Mr. Ziggles in the ring. I was making sure to keep an eye on Vickie. John had the upper hand from the start. After a while, Ziggler made it to his corner to tag in Michelle McCool. John tagged in…Snooki. I traded looks with Trish but didn't say anything to John. Snooki lasted all of thirty seconds before Trish made a blind tag. Trish took Michelle down easily. Vickie went to cheat for her team while Layla distracted the referee. She'd gotten half way up the stairs when I grabbed her hair from behind, dragged her over to the table Striker and Grisham were sitting at and slammed her head down on it a couple of times. The ref looked out and called a warning to me. I backed away with my hands raised. During our altercation, Trish tagged Snooki back in to a downed opponent. Ziggler was slyly trying to make his way over to where John stood on the apron. He grabbed a hold of John's belt from behind and tried to yank him off the apron. I grabbed a hold of the first thing I could, Ziggler's hair, dragged him away from John and slammed him face first into the steps near his corner. Snooki had Michelle on the mat, pinned her for 1…2…3. Team Morrison had gotten the win! I got into the ring and faced my team with a mic in hand. I decided the smug look on the Jersey Sluts face was too much to handle. I punched her hard in the face. She went down to the mat without a second thought. I brought the mic up and said "Stay the hell away from my man!" I dropped the mic onto her and grabbed onto John. Trish didn't know what to do or say.

Backstage

As soon as the four of us reached the backstage area, I was bombarded with questions.

"What was that?" Trish asked as she dragged me out of earshot. John had agreed to take the Jersey Slut to the trainer to get ice for her black eye.

"What was what?" I asked innocently.

"Rule number one is never deviate from the plan! You deviated!" She shouted.

"You were the one who told me about everything that happened this weekend. I couldn't help it if my emotions got the better of me." I shrugged. Vince came over to us simply shaking his head.

"I had a feeling you were going to get revenge. I just didn't think you were going to do this much damage." He chuckled.

"You knew about this?" Trish questioned.

"Not exactly. I saw Nicole was all over John at the signing and at the HOF ceremony. This is a way to break up Alice and Miz and put Alice and Morrison together."

Wrestlemania (again I remind you that I know things worked out differently, but again, this was written before the PPV.)

I went out with Miz for his match against John Cena. From the very beginning Cena had the upper hand. Miz manage to come back a couple of times. I was standing on the sidelines playing the ever popular cheerleader. I was refusing to help him cheat to retain his title. If Miz wanted to win, he'd have to do it on his own. Steve stayed out after the Lawler/Cole match, deviating from the plan even more than I had previously done. At least what I'd done was expected. This however, was not. Cena got Miz up for the Attitude Adjustment, hit it and went for the Five Knuckle Shuffle for the win. John Cena had just won the WWE Championship. Miz got out of the ring to grab a mic. He got back into the ring and called me in to join him.

"What was that? I thought you were going to help me retain my WWE Championship no matter what?" Miz screamed into the mic.

I stood my ground and said, "Not if it means cheating, Miz."

"Yet you helped John Morrison?" I turned to leave the ring without a response.

"You stupid slut." He said. Miz dropped the mic, grabbed my arm and raised his hand as if to strike me. I looked at him with fear written on my face. Steve had dropped the headset onto the table, climbed into the ring and stunned Miz before he could make contact. As the cameras went off, John came down to the ring to make sure that I was okay.

Steve grabbed the fallen mic and said, "Never strike a woman." He dropped the mic and signaled for some beer from a guy sitting outside the ring with a cooler. Miz left the ring holding his neck. John picked up the mic that didn't seem to stay off the ground for long and said, "I want to thank you for being out here watching out for Alice while I was in the back dealing with the fallout from earlier and couldn't get out here quick enough to defend her from The Miz."

Steve nodded and tossed a beer at John and one at me. I caught it, but gave a look to Steve who took the mic from John and said, "You going to drink up or what, Princess?" He then proceeded to pop open two beers, smash them together and down them in under a minute. John opened his and joined Steve in wearing the beer more than drinking it. I casually popped open my one can of beer and took a dainty little sip of it and made a face that pretty much told everyone I wasn't one to drink beer.

As John, Steve and I made our way backstage after the improv beer fest, I made such a face about drinking the beer. I was about to toss it into the first garbage can I came across when Steve took it from me.

"I can't believe you made me drink this stuff." I said cringing at the thought.

"Never waste a good beer." He said as he downed the rest of it. Mike came over to the three of us still holding his neck. The four of us walked together down the hallway. McMahon came out of the door we were just about up to looking absolutely furious. His face was all red and he had veins sticking out of his neck and forehead.

"What the fuck was that, Mizanin?" Vince demanded.

"I was just going on what she did earlier." Mike said trying to calm down the boss.

"You deviated from the storyline!" Vince shouted. The shouts drew people out of nearby dressing rooms. I looked around and saw Randy, the Hart Dynasty, Melina, Triple H, Stephanie and several others looking out into the hall to see what the commotion was.

"Evie deviated earlier, why aren't you yelling at her?" Mike asked.

"I expected her to want revenge for what happened this weekend. I never expected you to hit a woman. Especially not the one that is dating your best friend."

Steve dragged Mike with him when he decided it was the right time to go talk to Mark about my language problem. With everything going on, Snooki comes up to me holding an ice pack to her eye. John stepped in front of me, as if to protect me. I noticed Mike, Mark and Steve come back over to the lot of us in the hall.

"No, John. Let them settle this." Vince said shaking his head. Snooki went to punch me, I avoided it and used the Stone Cold Stunner on her. Vince visibly gulped. Everyone now knew I knew how to use the stunner. Steve went to hand me another beer.

I looked at him and said, "You really expect me to drink that shit?"

"I forgot, you prefer the other stuff, Princess." Steve said popping open the can and downing it himself. Randy'd gone into his locker room and came back out with a small travel bottle of vodka. He tossed it in my direction. I caught it with my left hand since my right hand was still sore from punching the Jersey Slut earlier in the night.

"Bottoms up." I said as I opened the bottle and downed the entire thing. After downing the vodka, I looked at my bruised hand and said, "Son of a Bitch! I think I broke my fucking hand!"

Vince looked at me and said, "I thought I told you not to get hurt."

"You did. I just didn't listen."

"What am I going to do for a champion?"

"Have a battle royal for the Divas. I don't care who gets the belt as long as it's not Melina." I said looking him dead in the eye with a straight face.

"You slut!" Melina shouted, making her presence in the hallway known.

"You whore!" I shouted back.

"Let's go before your mother hears of this and tries to kill John and me for letting you break another bone." Steve said throwing me over his shoulder.

We took the limo to the hospital. John had grabbed our bags from the locker room while Austin took me to the car. Once we were at the hospital, the wait was pretty short since there weren't too many people in the waiting room. Nattie had promised to make sure my mom got back to the hotel while we went to get my hand looked at.

"I still can't believe you punched her." John said in disbelief.

"Miss Walsh, I'm afraid we're going to have to set your hand. You broke three bones and one of them shifted its position. Since you had alcohol before coming here, I can't give you anything for the pain." The doctor said coming into the room.

"I can handle it." I said as the doctor came over with the bandages so he could wrap my hand when he was done setting it.

"She's going to need to grab onto something." The doctor suggested to John and Steve.

"We can't chance that she's going to break your hand, John. I'll let her hold my hand through the pain, but you might want to grab her feet. I've been with her when she's hurt, she kicks." Steve said looking at John. John nodded and took hold of my legs.

a/n don't forget to r &r