Mel walked a block down the street to the club where everyone was hanging out. The warm evening air felt so good against her skin and she debated skipping the club scene in favor of a walk. For once her mind seemed relaxed and it was nice to be without all the chaos that consumed her life. As her luck would have it though, she spotted Rhyno outside the club as she crossed the street.

"It's a nice night." He offered a smile and reached a hand out rubbing it down her bare arm. "What's up? He asked as he noticed the distant look in her eyes.

She shook her head noting the look of concern on his face. His overprotective nature was part of his charm. "Nothing Rhy. I've just got a lot on my mind."

"Wanna talk about it?"

She linked her arm with his, gently nudging him toward the entrance of the club. "Maybe later. Right now I just want you to help me forget everything."

He discreetly placed a quick kiss on her cheek before they entered the club.

Once inside the club, Mel immediately wished she'd opted for the walk alone. It seemed the entire RAW roster had chosen club Atmosphere. Including Hunter, Stephanie, Stacy and their crew. Mel found herself wondering how well Hunter would play his part. Their alliance was sketchy at best. She had to be out of her mind to join forces with the cerebral assassin, no matter what he had on her or thought he had. "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." She mumbled as they made their way through the crowd finally spotting Nidia, Christain, Jericho and Lilian at a table in the VIP section.

"Is there room for two more?"

"Mel! Hey Rhy." Nidia jumped out of her seat and greeted them with a hug. "I thought you and Eric were busy getting jiggy or whatever."

"Nidia!" Melony's face turned red. She was uncomfortably aware of Rhyno's eyes on her. Nervously she tugged on her earring. "Eric is in Stamford. So it looks like I'm all yours tonight." Her hand secretly squeezed Rhy's biceps letting him know the last comment was directed at him.

"Well we're glad you're here. Now we can have some real fun." Nidia popped her gum and plopped down in Christians lap. "Hey you remember that bar we ended up at in..."

Rhy pulled up a chair for Mel and excused himself to get the next round of beers.

"Knoxville." Christian finished for her. "There will be no repeat of that night... will there?"

Mel laughed. "I think it's safe. I don't see any mechanical bulls in here."

"No but there's a couple of cages around the dance floor." Jericho motioned toward the floor.

"Oh no. Don't even think about it." Lilian laughed although she was a little worried that Chris might actually give a repeat performance.

"No worries, unless of course there's a dare? A bet?" Chris challenged Christian with a look.

"No way man. I'm on my best behavior tonight."

"Since when?" The foursome questioned in unison.

"Since I'm scheduled to be in a TLC match tomorrow night. I have to keep this body in supreme condition."

"Again, since when?" Mel teased and threw a cashew in his direction.

Before Christian could retort Rhyno returned with a tray of beers. Mel stood and relieved him of a couple of the mugs when something across the room caught her attention. Some sort of drama was erupting at the McMahon-Helmsley table, Stephanie was in Stacy's face delivering some heated words but Stacy wasn't backing down. Mel and the others curiously watched the unfolding of events between the Divas. Stacy now had a finger in Stephanie's face and was spewing out some strong words of her on. Steph cocked her hand back preparing to slap the leggy diva but Stacy caught her arm and twisted it behind Steph's back. Over the music they could hear her screaming for Hunter to do something. But Hunter who had been sitting at the table got up and walked over to the bar, giving his wife a shrug before turning his back on her. Stacy laughed and released her hold on Steph's arm before shoving her away from the table. Steph turned to the blonde and hissed something then grabbed her purse and walked out.

Christan took a drink from his beer. "Should we do something?"

"Yeah, take a picture." Nidia was reaching for her cell phone.

"Hey man. Rhy!" Jericho stood up quickly but before anyone realized what was happening he was across the club and had knocked Hunter off his chair.

"Oh shit!" Mel took off across the dance floor, Christian and Jericho not far behind. Before she could make it to Rhy he'd managed to hit Hunter again and his nose and mouth were bleeding profusely. Mel grabbed Rhy just as he was about to swing again. "Rhy!" She screamed, willing him to stop. He froze his fist locked in position.

"Rhyno man, come on, let's get some air." Jericho and Christian tried to push him away but his temper was in full force and there was no moving the man-beast until he was ready to move. With his nostrils flaring and his eyes filled with rage he took one step closer to H. "If you even look at Melony I will kill you!"

Mel stepped in front of him putting herself in between H and Rhyno. "Please Rhy go with Christian." He gave her a bewildered look and reluctantly walked away expecting her to follow. Jericho held out his arm. "Come on, I'll walk you back to the table."

Hunter, who was busy holding a wad of napkins over his nose watched the two curiously. It was apparent she had a lot of people that really cared about her. No doubt she was one hell of a woman which was one of the reasons Hunter had enlisted her help. She wasn't like all the other bimbos, his wife included. Mel was a different breed to say the least.

"I'll be ok. I need to have a word with Hunter."

"Like hell you do. Now come on." He reached for her arm and she yanked away from him.

"Look Chris I appreciate your concern but I think I'll be ok. There's plenty of people around."

"But what could you possibly have to say to him?"

Mel smiled sweetly and a sudden a pang of guilt hit her hard. She was lying to everyone and she hated it. Her friends only had her best interest at heart and she was deceiving them, but she really had no choice. She was drowning in lies with no sign of a lifesaver. And she wondered if it would all be worth it in the end.

Mel nodded toward the table where Lilian and Nidia sat. "Lilian appears lonely Chris. Go on. I'll be fine."

Chris glanced at Hunter. "If you lay one hand on her, I won't hesitate to unleash hell on you." With that he walked away.

Mel sat down at the bar next to Hunter and ordered a beer. She waited until the bartender placed it in front of her before she spoke. "There's no way we can keep this from Rhy. He deserves to know and if I don't tell him, he's going to kill you Hunter."

Hunter smiled cockily, blood still staining his face. "Ah, this is nothing. I've had worse."

"This isn't funny. I'm going to tell him and you can't stop me."

"If I can't stop you then why didn't you go ahead and tell him without consulting me?"

She took a drink of her beer and silently repeated his question to herself. Why did she feel the need to come to H about this? But deep down she new the answer.

"Because I want you to assurance that things won't change, that you won't tell Eric anything."

Hunter looked at her, his expression turning serious. "Can you assure me that beast boy will go along with our plan?"

"Leave Rhy to me. I'll fill him in and everything will be fine." She finished off her beer and gestured to H's face. "I'm sure you'll agree that you deserved this after cracking open my skull, right?"

Hunter shrugged. "Like I said, I've had worse. Just put a leash on him and a muzzle on Jericho and I'll be good."

Mel stood to leave. "You know I could just tell Eric about Rhyno myself and this would all be over in a matter of seconds."

Hunter laughed. "But you won't."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Because you don't want to hurt the old man. Admit it, if all this came out in the open your loyalties and your heart lie with Eric. Right or wrong?"

Mel was in shock had he really asked her that? What gave him the right to inquire about her personal feelings? But at the same time he had made a point that she hadn't even bothered considering. At some point in time she was going to have to make a choice.