November 18th 2004
''So where is this stupid arena?'' Alexa asked.
''It was back there, You should have taken that last right, Not this right.'' John replied
''Don't start with me, Your the one who know's where it is, Not me.''
''Lex, don't get mad at me cause you don't know how to listen to directions,'' John said getting frustrated
''Don't you insult my driving and hearing ability little boy,'' Alexa replied
''Little boy? I'm older than you!''
''Take a chill pill Johnny,'' Alexa said laughing. ''I was just joking.''
''How can I chill? I'm scared for my life the way you drive.''
''Well excuse me Mr. Drive 65 mph.''
''Lex, The speed limit's 55.''
''John, I only was only goin' like 67 mph.''
''Try 75.'' He corrected.
''67, 75 close enough.'' She shrugged. John rolled his eyes. ''And how would you know how fast I was going?''
''There's this thing they have in a car, It tell's you how fast your going, I kinda looked at it. I'm sure you've never done that.''
She responded by hitting him. Alexa finally found the arena ten minutes later and parked in the first spot she found. ''Okay, we're here.'' She looked over and saw that John was asleep. She tapped on his shoulder, Then she tried to shake him. When he didn't wake up she began to get irritated and pushed him into the door.
''Oww... are you trying to injure me or what?'' John said grumpily holding his arm.
''Hey, I tried to wake you up, this was the only way that worked. What did you want me to do?'' John opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off. ''Suck it up Cena. Let's go''
They got out of the car and John started mumbling something. Alexa glared at him. ''Do I even want to know what your saying?''
John grabbed his bag out of the trunk and replied. ''Nah.'' Alexa hit him again. ''Lex, stop hitting me. All you ever do is hit me.''
''Well it's not my fault you act stupid. I have to hit you to keep you in line.''
John shook his head laughing. ''So now it's my best friend's job to keep me in line?''
''Yes, If I don't no one else will. Who know's what havoc you would reek without me to teach you right from wrong.'' She smirked.
John laughed. ''Yeah, I'd be a wreck without you.''
Smackdown!
Sienna's theme song blasted out of the speakers as she came out, smiling. ''We have a first here tonight on Smackdown.'' Tazz announced.
''Yes, we have the first Smackdown Highlight Reel, with Sienna presenting it.'' Cole added.
"Well, we've got a special treat for you tonight," Sienna said grinning. "We have the WWE Champion John Bradshaw Layfield, accompanied by his Cabinet, joining us tonight!" The crowd booed and hissed, but Sienna's smile remained.
"I wonder what Sienna thinks of JBL, Cole?"
"I don't know, but I have a feeling we'll find out tonight."
JBL's music hit out and he made his way out, accompanied by Image Consultant Amy Weber, Chief of Staff Orlando Jordan and his Department of Defense, the Basham Brothers. "Welcome to the show, Mr Layfield," she said, shaking his hand. He lifted hers up close to his mouth.
Avoiding his gaze, she quickly withdrew at the last minute before his lips reached her hand. Wiping her hand, she sat down. "Now John—"
"Hey, that's Mr. Layfield to you, Si."
"My name is Sienna and it'd do you well to serve me some respect," she said, standing up, whilst JBL's cabinet did so as well. She gave them a look before they sat down, glaring. "Now, this past Sunday at Survivor Series you defeated Booker T to retain the WWE Championship," she started. "With Eddie Guererro, The Undertaker and Booker T, all possible candidates looking to strip you of the title, are you confident that you can keep a hold of your title?"
"Of course I'm confident, I'm the WWE Champion! The Undertaker is nothing. I've already beaten him twice, I can do it again!" He gloated arrogantly.
"Yes, but you did not do it fairly, didn't you?" she asked, her voice growing steely. "You cheated to win. The first time you used your Championship belt the second time you got Orlando Jordan to soften him up for you. I think JBL, that you are just a big loser."
Smirking, she wasn't for long when all of the participants there, including JBL stood up, and advanced on her. And that was when the lights went out. The crowd shrieked as the Undertaker's music hit, but the lights came back on, and JBL couldn't see him anywhere. He leered at Sienna before she chuckled and pointed behind him. The Undertaker stood there, glaring at JBL and his cabinet. Amy Weber shrieked as he advanced on all of them, giving them each chokeslams. Sienna meanwhile had grabbed Amy's hair and given her a devastating powerbomb. Grinning, she wiped her sleeve before turning to the Undertaker. Sienna smiled, and he nodded curtly to her, before she left, leaving him looking at her, a twinkle in his eye that wasn't there before.
Later
"Well, here we are back on Smackdown, and what an enormous night we have ahead! John Cena will be taking on Carlito Cool for the United States Championship!" Tazz said gleefully, grinning from ear to ear. "And here with us, special commentator Sienna. Hopefully wanting to see some of the action, eh? Welcome, Miss Sienna." Tazz said, shaking her hand, and Cole did as well.
"Great to be here," she said simply. "I wanted to see Carlito Jerkface Cool get his butt kicked, frankly." A huge cheer and a laugh were heard from the crowd and the commentators. Speak of the spitter, Carlito's music hit and Sienna's gaze hardened, her eyes narrowing, not moving.
Carlito was grumbling still about the injured shoulder of his, which had happened at Survivor Series. Jesus was smirking. "C'mon Carl, we can do this," he said loudly, knowing Sienna was listening.
Her hands trembled in anger, but she relaxed slightly when John Cena's music hit. She gave a small smile, as he ran out into the ring, and sat back, knowing he would win. Grinning ever more as he grabbed the steel chair, her grin grew ever wider as he hit Carlito with the steel chair. She yelled for him to look out when Jesus tried to attack from behind, but John had already noticed. The match hadn't even started yet, and Carlito was already in excruciating pain. The Champ is here, she thought triumphantly. 1…2..3… She almost stood up when he emerged victorious. He caught her eye and winked so quickly the crowd didn't notice. Nor the commentators for that matter. She kept grinning, but her face fell when Jesus came up from behind. "JOHN, LOOK OUT!" she yelled, but it was too late. Jesus had the chain wrapped around his fist, and had slammed into his kidneys. Then she had stood up. Angry tears poured down her face as she rushed into the ring, Carlito and Jesus laughing at her. The crowd buzzed angrily at them, and she went to John, who was gasping in pain. Sienna choked the tears back, but they kept coming. Tazz came up from behind her. "GET SOME EMT'S DOWN HERE!" She yelled, but they were way ahead of her. The stretcher was laid out next to John Cena, who was on his side in pain.Sienna bit her lip so hard it almost bled, as he was put onto his stretcher.
Backstage
She was running and crying, crying and running at the same time. She ran into someone very large. She stiffened, until she heard the familiar voice. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, essze," she looked up and saw Eddie Guerrero, who was also slightly pale. She looked up at him, and he put his arms around her, in a comforting friendly way. She cried into his shoulder until she could cry no more. "I saw what those idiots did to Cena back there," he said, "And you know that crying won't do anything to make him better, holmes." She broke away from the hug slowly and nodded, her eyes red.
December 6th 2004
Alexa grinned as she collected her luggage. She had just landed in North Carolina for thtat night's Raw. Vince had decided to bring her back now to add more drama to the current storyline involving the World Heavyweight Championship. She had told everyone she was coming except Randy, she thought it would be a good idea to surprise him. Half an hour later she was in her hotel room and she took a quick shower before changing. She dressed in a pair of cut-off denim pants which reached mid-calf and a red tank top. She wore a pair of red and white sneakers and her hair was pulled into two sloppy braids before she arranged a white bandana on her head. She did her make up and gave herself a once over before leaving her room to search for her boyfriend. She made her way down to the hotel restaurant but soon found out that Randy wasn't there. Alexa smirked when she spotted Chris in the corner, eating breakfast with Adam, Jason and Trish. She waltzed over and grabbed Chris' OJ. He looked up to see who had taken it, and smiled when he saw it was her. ''Hey, Lex. Have a good flight?'' He asked.
Alexa nodded and sat down beside Adam. ''Yeah, it was alright. How've you guys been?''
''Good.'' Adam nodded.
''Randy's been moping around like a lost puppy.'' Jason revealed.
''Yeah, he's really missed you, Lex.'' Adam added.
''Speaking of Randy, do you guys know where he is?'' She asked.
''I think he went to the arena early with Paul.'' Chris told her.
Alexa nodded and stood up. ''I'll catch you guys later.''
After dumping her gym bag into the women's locker room, Alexa went off in search of Randy. She searched all over the arena before finally finding him in the cafeteria. He was sitting with his back facing her and she placed her finger up to her lips as Paul spotted her. She crept up behind Randy and placed her hands over his eyes. ''Guess who?'' She whispered huskily into his ear.
He grinned and stood up, turning around and pulling her into a tight hug. Paul chuckled as he got up and left the two alone. Alexa closed her eyes as she rested her head on his shoulder. ''I missed you.'' He mumbled.
''Missed you too.'' She said.
He pulled back and smiled down at her. ''Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I coulda picked you up from the airport.''
She chuckled. ''And miss that look on your face just now, no way.''
''So, you're back for good then?''
''Looks that way.''
''Good. 'Cause we got some catchin' up to do.'' He grinned.
RAW
Chris Jericho walked through the halls of Charlotte's arena at the beginning of that nights Raw. For the first time in a while, the saying "Raw Is Jericho" was actually right! It was his night --- Y2J's night! --- To run Raw. Opening the door to his office, Chris couldn't help but smile brightly.
"Surprise!" Sienna exclaimed, standing in top of his leather couch with what looked like spray paint can in her hand.
''Oh my God King! Sienna's here!" JR announced in shock.
''And she's looking better than ever.'' King addded.
Chris looked around his office, at the brightly tagged walls. Nodding in approval, the King of Bling-Bling clapped at Sienna's artwork. "Thank you, thank you," Sienna smiled, taking a small bow before Chris helped her off of the couch slowly, sarcastically adding, "Yes, I do have skills. Please, no autographs."
"Were you a gangster in another life or something?" Chris asked her, "How the hell did you learn to tag, Si?"
"Well," Sienna replied, proudly, "I learned a few thing back in Mexico. One --- that tagging on walls can be a real art and two --- if you're going to have a friend, make sure that you know that friend designs tattoos BEFORE letting her paint your place."
"It's great," Chris told her, hugging her tightly, "Thanks, Si."
"Hey," Sienna replied, as they broke the hug, "It was for the good of the party."
"And we all know who throws the BEST parties!" Chris exclaimed, happily, before adding, "That person would be --- ME!"
Later that night
Sienna sauntered through the hallways of the arena, apparantly looking for something, or someone.
''Sienna's looking mighty fine, JR.'' King said happily.
She was dressed in a black mesh skirt which had multiple layers of different lengths and red corset with front hook and eye fastening and a lace up back. Her hair was in a side ponytail and had a rose flower nestled into the arrangement. On her feet she wore a pair of ballerina style strappy sandals where the straps wound all the way up her calves. Her lips were coated in a blood red lipstick and her eyes were done smoky. Her toenails were also painted blood red to match the rest of the outfit. Sienna looked every inch the Spanish Rose.
''It's great that she's back King.'' JR said.
Sienna suddenly stopped when she found Lita sitting on a crate, drinking some mineral water. ''Hey Lita.'' She smiled.
''Sienna, good to see you. You back for good?'' Lita asked.
''Sure am.'' Sienna nodded happily.
''That's great.'' Lita smiled.
''Yeah. Listen, I just wanted to wish you luck for your title match tonight. You deserve that title and I know you're gonna win tonight.'' She said honestly as the crowd cheered.
''Thank you.'' Lita said as she hopped off the crate. ''I better get going.''
''Sure. See ya later champ.'' She called as Lita walked away before she herself turned and walked in the opposite direction. The camera followed her once again as she came to a door marked Evolution. Sienna went to reach for the handle but stopped herself and shook her head slightly before wandering off.
''The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring, first, from Washington DC, being led by the Nature Boy Ric Flair, weighing in at 318 pounds, Batista!" Batista and Ric Flair entered the ring and waited for their fellow Evolution member to make his entrance. ''And introducing his tag team partner, weighing in a 265 pounds, he is the former World Heavyweight Champion, Triple H!"
Triple H stormed down to the ring, his face red from anger at what Lillian had said. He slid into the ring as Lillian quickly climbed out of the ring and ran to the barricade. Hunter just reached the barricade and jumped over it as Lillian ran through the crowd. After a moment he returned back to the ring and paced as he waited for the opponants.
Chris Benoit's music hit the arena and The Rabid Wolverine made his way down to the ramp, glaring at Evolution once inside the ring. Several minutes later, the countdown began and the crowd went crazy as Jericho made his usual entrance with Sienna following him down the ramp. Triple H looked at her distainfully as she smirked at him from the outside of the ring. Chris Jericho and Batista climbed out of the ring to stand in their corner as Benoit and Triple H started off the match. The two men locked up in the middle of the ring and Triple H soon overpowered the other man, backing Benoit into the corner. Benoit soon turned it around and threw Hunter into the corner before pummeling the former champion. After a few hard slaps and punches, Benoit whipped him into his corner and tagged in Jericho. The Canadian hit Triple H with several punches before dropkicking him into the corner. As Y2J stepped back, Hunter backed up into Evolutions corner as he stared at him. He used the ropes to pull himself to his feet before running at Jericho. Chris expected this and took the other man down with a drop toehold. He tagged in Chris Benoit who easily retained the advantage over The Game. Sienna cheered on her team as Benoit tagged in Jericho. He backed Triple H into the corner and hit him with a hard punch to the face, sending him over the top rope and onto the mat below. This move made The Animal, Batista, get into the ring for the first time since the match started and Irish whipped Jericho into the ropes. He bent over, ready to perform a spinebusted but Chris delivered a hard boot to Batista's face as he came back off the ropes. Benoit entered the ring and the two Canadian's dropkicked the big man, sending him over the top rope, joining Triple H on the ground.
Hunter regained his balance and climbed up onto the apron but Benoit ran toward him and punched him in the face, sending him flying back into Batista who was just getting to his feet. The two members of Evolution hit the barricade and dropped to the ground. After order was restored and Batista and Hunter moved back to their own corner, Hunter tagged in Batista who instantly took the advantage and laid into Jericho. It continued that way for a while before Jericho finally managed to tag in his partner and Benoit ran in and cleared out the ring. Ric Flair jumped up onto the apron but Sienna ran around the ring and grabbed his foot, yanking him down, making his head slam onto the apron. She smiled in satisfaction and looked back into the ring just in time to see Jericho perform a lionsault on Hunter. Benoit signalled and climbed up to the top rope before hitting the flying headbutt on Triple H. Y2J locked in the Walls Of Jericho on The Game as Benoit applied the Crossface at the same time.
''Tap Bitch!" Sienna taunted from outside the ring.
Batista entered the ring and broke both holds, picking Benoit up and hitting him with a powerful spinebuster. He turned his attention to the blonde, pummeling him into the corner of the ring. Triple H, who had left the ring, re-entered, this time wielding a steel chair. He raised the illegal object and slammed the steel into Benoit's skull, creating a sickening thud. As the referee tried to restrain him from hitting Benoit again, Triple H lost it and slammed the chair into the referee's head too. Batista stood and pulled Jericho up with him. He held the man in place as Hunter went to hit him with the chair too, but Jericho ducked and he ended up wacking Batista instead. Triple H ran a hand through his head once he realized what he had done. He spun around angrily and swung the chair into Jericho's head before throwing the chair down. Flair rolled into the ring to check on Batista who was still laid out from the viscious chair shot. ''What have you done?''
''It was an accident!" Hunter insisted.
Sienna rolled into the ring as Hunter climbed out. She crawled over to Benoit and checked on him as Hunter backed his way up the ramp as the crowd booed angrily and Batista watched him, holding his head.
Alexa grinned as she walked out of the bathroom, Randy was lying on the bed fast asleep. She crept over to the bed and sat down on the side by his chest. She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. His cheek twitched but he remained asleep. She grinned and kissed him again, this time on his lips. His eyes fluttered open and he gave her a lazy smile. ''Hey beautiful. Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep, guess I'm more tired than I thought.''
She smiled. ''That's alright babe.'' She said as she placed another soft kiss on his lips before pulling back and resting her chin on his chest.
His lips came down on hers again, but this time he lingered a bit. She felt a current of electricity travel down her spine at the feel of his mouth on hers. As he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, he could feel her heart pounding through the shirt she was wearing. Alexa's arms crept up over his shoulders, her fingers running through his short hair. She could feel the ache of passion rising within her as she leaned into him. The spark of desire grew as she felt his hands caress her back, pulling her as close as possible.
December 10th 2004
The Raw superstars were in Columbus, Georgia for a house show that evening. Alexa was excited because it would be the first actual 'wrestling' match she'd had in months. "Will you please stop that?" Alexa exclaimed to Chris, who was drumming on the bench.
They were at the arena and the whole 'gang' was in the guy's locker room. The 'gang' would include Alexa, Chris, Randy, Adam, Jason and Trish. "No." He replied, sticking his tongue out.
"Oh grow up." She told him.
"No." He said again.
"Your acting like a two year old."
"Your acting like a two year old." He mimicked.
"Don't even start that Chris." She warned.
He mimicked her again. "Don't even start that Chris."
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
'Seriously!"
"Seriously!"
She groaned and started to bang her head on the wall behind her. The rest of the gang just laughed. "Don't laugh, it's not funny."
"Don't laugh, it's not funny." Chris yet again mimicked.
"Okay, if you don't stop, I will seriously kick you where the sun don't shine." Alexa threatened. Unfortunately for her, he didn't take the warning and just kept on mimicking her. She sighed before walking over to him. She slapped him hard on the head.
"Ow! You didn't have to hit me." Chris whined, holding his head.
She smirked before thinking up a brilliant idea. "Ow! You didn't have to hit me."
"Okay, it got your point. I'll stop being annoying." Chris told her.
She shook her head before walking back to the wall she was sitting against. She sat down and looked straight at Chris. "Okay I got your point. I'll stop being annoying."
"Lex."
"Lex."
"Please stop."
"Please Stop."
"Come on, Lex."
"Come on, Lex."
The gang started to laugh as they continued. This went on for at least ten minutes, passing the time quickly. "Okay that's it!"
"Okay that's it!"
Chris then walked over to her and grabbed an arm. He stood her up and then threw her over his shoulder. He left the locker room and walked out into the parking lot and then put her down. She looked at where she was and laughed at how far he'd taken her. She then looked at Chris and saw that he was smirking. "Why are you smirking?" Alexa asked him carefully. He laughed before running back to the exit door that was being held open for him by a stagehand. He went through before closing the door in Alexa's face. She groaned when she realized you could only open it from the inside. "Ugh! I so hate him!" She muttered as she kicked the door.
"You know, you shouldn't take it out on the door." A voice said behind her.
She whipped around and saw Paul staring at her. "Hey."
"Hey." He greeted back. "So what are you doing here?" He wanted to know.
"Chris." She answered, rolling her eyes.
"I'm not even going to ask." He chuckled.
Paul and Alexa continued to talk. Not about important things, but just things about each other they of course never knew. They eventually stopped talking though, because Paul wanted to get into the arena. Alexa decided she might as well help, seeing as she also wanted to get back in. So they went around to the front of the building, walked in, and went around the different halls until they found the backstage area. They got back, and carefully walked through those halls. They found the locker room he was sharing with the other guys and went in. "I seriously hate you Chris." She told him.
He smirked. "Well you should have stopped."
She hit him on the head. "That was for leaving me out there asshole."
He laughed before turning to Randy. "I think you should tell your girlfriend to not curse. It's not nice."
He shrugged. "Sorry, but she's right you know, you are an asshole."
"Everyone is against me aren't they?" Chris asked.
Alexa just smirked as there was a knock at the door. ''Come in!" Adam called.
The door opened slightly and Amy popped her head around the door. ''Hey, Lex, we're up next.'' She told her.
''Okay.'' Alexa nodded, standing up. ''See you later, guys.''
''That was great!" Alexa said excitedly as she walked backstage with Amy after their match.
Amy laughed. ''You lost.''
''I know, but that's the first real match I've had in ages.'' She explained.
''Yeah, so did ya have fun travelling with the Smackdown gang?'' Amy asked.
''It was great to see some of the guys again but I missed everyone here.''
''And by everyone, you actually mean Randy?''
Alexa grinned. ''Yeah.''
''You guys are so sweet.'' Amy gushed.
''Are you missing Matt?'' Alexa asked sympathetically.
Amy nodded. ''Yeah, but we still see each other on our days off and we speak all the time on the phone. But-''
''It's not the same?'' Alexa finished for her. ''I hear ya. Don't worry, chic, he'll be back before you know it.''
Amy smiled. ''I know.''
''Anyways, you'll always have us ladies to keep you occupied if you get bored.''
''Thanks.''
''What are friends for.''
Alexa sat on the bench as she dried her hair after taking a shower. ''Where's slut? I haven't seen her on Raw recently.'' Alexa called to Amy, who was in the shower.
''Didn't you hear?''
''What?''
''Gail was released.'' Amy told her. ''A few weeks ago, along with Andrew.''
''Really?'' Alexa replied, surprised. ''That's a shame. How's Stacy taking it?''
''Alright. She's a bit upset that she won't get to see him as much but she's okay.''
Alexa looked up as the door opened and was shocked to see Ben walk inside. ''What the fuck do you want?'' She asked coldly.
''Now, now... no need to be so hostile. I just came to welcome you back.'' He smirked.
Alexa sneered. ''Get lost.''
He walked closer to her. ''I see you've made up with lover boy, that really is a shame. I mean, we could have been so great together... How about you dump the loser so we can hook up? I know you want me, you can do so much better than him.''
''I don't think so.'' She dismissed.
''See, that's not the answer I wanted.'' He moved closer until she was backed up against the wall. ''I won't take no for an answer. This time there's nobody around to help you.'' He sneered.
''I wouldn't be too sure about that.''
Alexa peered over Ben's shoulder and smirked when she saw Randy standing there with his arms crossed, an angry look on his face. Ben turned and paled when he saw who was there. ''Hey, she came onto me, man.'' He lied.
Amy stepped from the showers wrapped in a towel. ''Yeah, right, I heard the entire conversation.''
''Whatever.'' Ben rolled his eyes. ''Your girlfriend's a slut. I'd be surprised if half the locker room hadn't had a ride. I mean look at her, she isn't exactly miss sweet and innocent.'' He sneered. Alexa looked down at herself and frowned. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a low cut halter neck top which revealed a little cleavage. ''She's asking for anything that happens to her.''
Randy growled and lunged at him, tackling him to the ground. He punched Ben in the face as Alexa grabbed his arm to stop him. Unfortunately for her, she was too close and when Randy went to hit him again he caught Alexa's face with his elbow. She stumbled back from the force of the blow and landed on the floor with a bump. Randy stopped what he was doing immediatly and turned around. A guilty expression came onto his face once he'd realized what he'd done. ''What the hell is going on in here!"
Everyone in the room turned their heads towards the sound of the voice and saw Shane McMahon standing in the doorway. Randy quickly stood and moved over towards Alexa, who shrugged him off when he tried to help her up. Amy stepped forward. ''Shane, he's been bothering Alexa for a while now. A few months back he went into the women's locker room when she was on her own and threatened her. If Stacy hadn't of gone in when she did, I'm pretty sure he would've raped her.'' She stated bluntly. ''He came in just now when I was in the shower and propositioned her again, when she said no, he threatened her. That's when Randy came in.''
Shane looked between them all before speaking. ''Is this true?'' He asked Ben.
''No.'' He denied.
''This is a serious offence. You could be sued for sexual assualt.'' He said seriously.
''I thought she wanted me.'' He said lamely.
''Well, she told you no, so you went ahead and did what you wanted anyway?'' Shane asked angrily. ''Right. You're fired. Get to my office now! Randy, I know you were just protecting Lex but you know what we say about fighting backsatge.''
''I know. It won't happen again.''
''Good. Because if it does, I'll be docking your wages.'' He warned. ''Are you alright Lex?'' Alexa moved her hand from her face showing blood pouring freely from her nose. ''How'd that happen?''
''I did it.'' Randy admitted guiltily.
''It was an accident.'' Alexa added.
''Okay. Amy can you help her get cleaned up? Randy you better get going, you're match is up next.'' Randy looked over at Alexa apologetically before leaving. Shane turned to Alexa. ''You should have come to me or my father when all this first started. But it's done now, if anything like this happens again, let me know, okay?''
Alexa nodded. ''Yeah.'' She mumbled.
Randy opened the door to the hotel room and quietly closed the door behind him. He dropped his stuff on the floor and looked around. ''Lex?'' He called. No answer. Maybe she was mad at him. Randy felt extremely guilty for hurting her. It was an accident, he hadn't meant to hurt her but the fact that he had made him want to kick his own ass. He walked over to the bathroom and slowly opened the door. A smile crept onto his face. Alexa was in the bath, covered in bubbles, and it looked as though she was asleep. He knelt down beside the bathtub and moved a strand of hair from her face. Alexa's nose twitched slightly before her eyes opened and she smiled at Randy. ''Hey.''
''Hey.'' She responded.
''You okay?'' He asked.
''I'm fine.'' She assured him.
''I'm so sorry Lex. I didn't know you were there and-''
''Randy, it was an accident.'' She said softly.
''I know but-''
''But nothing.'' She interrupted again. ''It happened. Deal with it.''
Randy smiled. ''Okay then.''
''Good. Now, pass me a towel.'' Alexa demanded lightly.
Randy stood and grabbed a towel from the radiator. ''Yes Ma'am.'' He saluted
Feb 21st 2005
Alexa walked over to the bathroom in her hotel room, discovering Randy was inside taking a shower. She knocked on the door. "Rand? Can I brush my teeth super fast?''
"Sure," He turned on the hot water and a blast of cold showered him. "What the hell!" he yelled out when the water didn't change. He poked his head out to see Alexa looking back at him with an eyebrow raised.
"What's wrong?" she asked confused.
"Did you…" he cleared out his throat, his voice husky. "Did you just take a shower?" She nodded her head yes. "You took all the hot water!" he yelled in frustration even though it was probably a good thing that he was being sprayed with cold water at that moment.
She snickered before putting her toothbrush back in her mouth and finished brushing. "Here maybe this will help."
He heard her saying. He wondered what she meant but he found out soon enough. Before she left, she flushed the toilet. "Holy Fuck!"
RAW
'Welcome to Raw folks, and it's guaranteed to be an explosive night!" JR started. ''We have Shawn Michaels teaming with Randy Orton to go against Edge and Christian!"
''And we have puppies, JR!" King added happily.
''And Trish Stratus will be defending her Women's Championship against both Victoria and Molly Holly.''
''Well, what do we have here?'' King wondered.
An image of Sienna filled the screen, the crowd erupting in cheers for the diva.
''It looks like she's getting dressed.'' JR said.
Sienna was standing in a locker room with her back facing the camera. All she was wearing was a pair of black cargo pants and a black bra, she was deciding which top to wear when a shuffle was heard. Sienna spun around, coming face to face with a green clad Simon Dean who was carrying his trademark gym bag. ''What the hell are you doing!" She exclaimed.
Simon just smiled and held up a hand to shush her as he moved closer to her. ''It has come to my attention that you require my assistance.''
She furrowed her eyebrows. ''What?''
His gaze lowered to her body and he circled her once before speaking. ''I have just the thing.'' He unzipped his bag, reached inside and pulled out a small pot.
''What's that supposed to be?'' King asked.
''Now this, should help you with your problem.'' He handed it to her.
She took it reluctantly and lifted it so she could read the label. After doing so, her face screwed up in anger and she glared at him. ''Slimming pills!''
He nodded with a smug grin. ''I've noticed that you could do with losing a few pounds.'' The audience booed as Sienna's glare intensified. ''Get rid of those love handles.''
''That man is unbelievable.'' JR spat.
''Maybe it's all the pizza you Italian's eat.'' He pondered.
''I'm Spanish, you retard.''
The crowd cheered.
''Whatever.''
Sienna looked him up and down and scoffed. ''Anyways, I think you need these more than me.'' She retorted, tossing them at him. ''Fatass.''
He scowled and edged closer to her. ''I think-''
He was cut off by the door slamming open and the crowd cheered as Jericho entered. He glared at Simon and glanced over at Sienna who was still stood there in her pants and bra. Chris stood in front of her and placed his hands on his hips. ''Mr. Dean here invited himself in here to offer me some slimming pills so I can lose my love handles.'' Sienna informed him.
''Really?'' He cocked his head to the side as he looked at Simon. ''Well, we can talk more about this later in our match tonight Simone. Now get the hell out!"
''And his opponant, making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Sienna, weighing in at 227 pounds, from Manhattan, New York... Chris Jericho!"
''Awww.'' King sighed.
''What?'' JR inquired.
''Look's like Sienna decided what to wear.'' He said disappointedly.
Jericho rolled into the ring as Sienna remained on the outside, scowling at Simon. The bell sounded and Jericho scored the early advantage with a side head-lock. He pushed Simon into the ropes but Simon kicked him as he bounced back. Jericho was pushed back into the ropes from the force of the kick. Dean ran at Y2J, who anticipated it and ducked, sending Simon flying over his head and landing hard on the mat. Sienna looked down at him and smiled mockingly. She moved back slightly as Simon slowly got to his feet and clutched onto the apron for support. Jericho went to hit him with a baseball slide but Simon ducked just in time and quickly rolled into the ring. Chris pummeled him with a DDT and went up to the top rope. He jumped for a missile dropkick, and landed on his feet when Simon quickly moved out of the way. Dean hit him with a hard clothesline and started working on Jericho's back.
Sienna moved around the ring to where Simon's trademark bag was and opened it up, searching through it. She grabbed a bottle and moved back around the ring just as Simon slammed Chris' head into the top turnbuckle. As the ref checked on Jericho, Sienna hopped up onto the apron and caught Dean's attention. He walked over to her and when he was close enough she flung the contents of the bottle all over him, covering his face in white powder.
''What's that?''
''I don't want to know.'' JR repsonded.
Sienna jumped back off the apron and put on her innocent face as the ref turned and asked Simon what happened. Taking advantage of Simon's temporary sight problem, Chris punched him in the face and hit him with a bulldog. He attempted a Lionsault but Simon pulled his knees up as he landed. He pulled the native Canadian to his feet and went for a neckbreaker only to have it countered into the Walls of Jericho. He soon tapped and Sienna climbed into the ring as they cut to commercial.
After The Break
Sienna and Chris were walking back from the ring when Sienna spotted a moniter and stopped to watch.
Eric Bischoff and Teddy Long were in an office and from out of nowhere, Jonathan Coachman entered to inform Eric that Batista was almost at the arena.
''Looks like we'll soon find out Batista's decision.'' JR voiced.
Sienna looked back at Jericho. ''I'll catch ya later.'' She told him before sauntering off down the corridor, leaving Jericho staring after her in confusion.
Later
Sienna was seen walking past a slightly opened door and low voices were heard. Sienna moved back and paused outside the door to listen as the camera cut to inside the room, where Triple H and Ric Flair were. Ric Flair was on the phone, leaving a voice mail for Batista since the contract signing was soon. Hunter was not happy that Batista wan't answering. ''This is the biggest night in Evolution history! We'll run the business. After everything that we've done for him, how could he be two hours late!" He fumed.
''You made Batista what he is.'' Flair agreed.
Triple H sighed. ''Do you know how hard it is to get footage from Smackdown with Big Show and Bradshaw? Or a limo with horns?'' The crowd booed. ''I wasn't trying to have Batista killed, I just wanted to light a fire under him. Dave's not always smart enough to know what's best for him.''
''That was the greatest move I've ever seen! What if the big idiot is selfish enough to want to stay on Raw? The right thing for Batista and for Evolution is for Batista to be on Smackdown.''
Sienna was seen standing outside with a smirk on his face.
A determined looking Sienna appeared on the titon tron as she marched down a corridor. King, JR and the audience watched as she walked for a few more feet before halting with a grin. She swung open a door and stepped inside. The camera panned out, revealing Batista sitting on a couch, staring into space.
''What is she doing?'' King cried as she strode over to the Animal.
Noticing a presence, Batista glanced up and locked eyes with Sienna. Surprise momantarily flashed through his brown orbs but it disappeared as quickly as it had come. His eyebrow raised in question as she crouched in front of him. ''I suppose you're curious as to who keeps playing all the footage from Smackdown, huh?'' He nodded slightly. Sienna popped a tape into the VCR and hit play. The footage from before played and Batista watched intently. After it had finished she turned towards Batista. ''I see you every week fighting. Not against opponents, but against him. Triple H. He controls you. Restricts you from what you want, and I'm here to help you."
Batista tried to hide his smirk, "And how do you know I want out of this group?"
"You can try and deny it, Dave. Try to stop it even. Go against what I just showed you. But it isn't easy to go against desire. And I know that for a fact." She stood up, his gaze remaining locked on hers. "You want it too. You saw what Randy did. He's free, Batista. Something you can take a step towards.'' She smiled. ''You're nothing like them. You're better than them scumbags. Leave them behind like your friend did, and become who you really are.''
24th Feb 2005
''Dave! Get your ass into gear, c'mon!" Alexa yelled impatiently. They were going to do an interview with a local magazine and Dave was going to make them late if she didn't hurry up. They had flown into New York that morning for the interview and for the house show tomorrow evening. Dave emerged from the bathroom a few moments later. ''What were you doing in there? Cleansing your soul?'' She retorted irritably.
''Whatever. C'mon, we're gonna be late.''
Alexa smiled as her interviewer led her into another room. Dave was currently in his interview which was seperate from hers. ''Have a seat.'' The man, Aaron, told her.
Alexa smiled as she sat down. ''Thanks.''
''Alright, you ready to start?'' He questioned.
''Sure.''
''Okay.'' He glanced down at his notes before turning on the dictafone. ''Although you were trained somewhat in OVW, you really never were able to train for long hours on the road, do you feel you've adjusted well to that aspect of this business?
''What do you mean, as far as travelling so much, where as Louisville I didn't?''
''Exactly, the wear and tear of the road.''
''Yeah. It's definitely tiring. Just last night I only got four hours of sleep actually, so I'm pretty tired right now. You're always tired, but you learn to adapt to it and it doesn't get as bad, you know.''
''When did you start training to become a professional wrestler, and can you tell me a bit about that?''
Alexa leaned back. ''Well, when I was fourteen I went to Mexico and got some training from Gory Geurrero, who was a close friend of my father's. I travelled some circuits here and there before going back to Mexico and wrestling for the AAA for a while before I joined TNA. A WWE talent scout happened to attend one of the shows I was wrestling at and I recieved a call, asking if I was interested in joining. I said yes and I went to OVW for a couple of months before I debuted on Raw.''
''Impressive story.''
''Thank you.''
''Have you had any resentment from anyone backstage? You got in there and got a top spot really quickly.'' He questioned.
She shook her head. ''No, I've been very fortunate with that. People saw that I was doing my best and putting all of my effort into my matches and such. It's almost hard to enjoy because of everyone else who works so hard and gives 150 and isn't acknowledged for it.''
''If you had a choice. would you rather the World Wrestling Federation promoted you as an athlete or as a sex symbol?''
''I love the athletic end of it -- I always look forward to doing that. I know the sex end is what's incorporated into the business and I'm comfortable with it being part of the business.''
''Who are some of your close friends in WWE ... are you a people person or more of a loner when on the road?''
She smiled. ''I think I'm more of a people person. Some of my good friends are, Chris Jericho, Trish Stratus, Eddie Guerrero, Rey Mysterio, Randy Orton, John Cena but I get along with everyone.''
He nodded. ''Are the rumours true that you are currently dating Randy Orton?''
''All I'm saying is that I want to keep my private life, private.''
''How does it feel going to work in a place populated by semi-nude men?''
She chuckled. ''I feel like a girl who's snuck into a fraternity, or is playing on a football team. I know so much about men, including a lot of things I didn't need to know. The advantage I have now is that no guy will ever be able to get away with anything with me. I know exactly how men play the game, and how men think.''
''Okay, I would like to get your opinion on a few of the guys who work in the business. First is The Rock.''
''The Rock...he is awesome. He's still popular and he really entertains the fans. A great wrestler who really knows his character.''
''Vince McMahon.''
''Genius, no doubt!''
''What about Shane McMahon?''
''Shane's quite hyper. He's a tremendous character as well. The whole family is very in tune to making an entertaining and enjoyable product.''
''Chris Beniot.''
''His drive and passion for wrestling is really inspiring.''
''Triple H.''
''He's the best. He really is. At first I didn't know, but he deserves everything he's got. He is probably the most valuable player in our company.''
''Trish Stratus.''
''Amazing person. She's come so far and I think she's one of, if not the best, women to wrestle in the company.''
''Thank you for joining me here today and I wish you luck in the future.'' He said, wrapping up the interview.
''Thank you for having me.''
Feb 28th 2005
Around 10 o'clock the next morning, Chris and Trish were woken up by some supposedly 'quiet' voices. ''Give me your credit card." Said a female voice outside their hotel room door.
"Why?" Asked a male, confused.
The female sighed, exasperatedly, "So I can open the door," She explained, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"With a credit card?"
"Yes I've seen it in movies, now gimme.''
"Fine."
"Alright, here goes…………Shit."
"What?" Asked the male, who was obviously not paying attention.
"Um……Let's go to Plan B."
"What? Why? What did you do?"
"Nothing." The female said innocently.
"Where's my card?"
"In the room."
"Jesus, Woman! You had to lose my card, didn't you?"
"Oh come on, Plan B and then we'll get your precious card back."
From the noises that Chris and Trish heard next, the two had left from the door.
"Those two can't be anymore louder, or bicker anymore?" Groaned Chris.
"I'm surprised they didn't make out during that fight."
But then the voices started again, except this time on the room next to their's balcony.
"What's Plan B?" Asked Randy, the previous male voice.
"Jump across."
"Funny, for a minute there I thought you were being serious… You are, aren't you?"
"Yep, now all you have to do is step across the railing." Alexa explained.
"Chris, how far is that gap?"
"Not far, I've done it before," Chris replied.
"Just step over like this." said Alexa.
"Alright, now actually do it across, not on the floor." Randy said.
"No you go first."
"Isn't it ladies first?"
"Age before beauty. Now go, before your Spongebob Squarepants boxers make a guest appearance next door." Alexa threatened.
Randy groaned loudly. "Fine!…..Shit!"
"Sssh!" Alexa hissed.
"I'm hurt woman!" He moaned as he got up.
Chris and Trish were trying to calm down from laughing quietly, after they heard Randy's not so graceful jump. "Now my go."
"Fine don't care about the injured man." Randy muttered.
"Here goes…….Shit!"
"Shit!"
"Randy, ssh!"
"You were loud too!"
"Sssh!"
"Fine, now babe, will you please get off me... unless you like this…" Randy was cut of by Alexa, from what Trish could see through the gap in the curtains, pressing her lips against his.
"They're making out, aren't they?" asked Chris, when he heard some quiet moans.
Trish grinned and nodded. There was a tiny gap in the curtains, so she was able to see all the action outside, while still lying in bed. Chris coughed loudly, and quickly he and Trish pretended to be asleep, while the other two stopped their make out session outside. The pair stepped through the curtains. "So now what's the plan?" Randy asked quietly.
"Jump on the bed?"
"Ooh, my credit card!" Exclaimed Randy, quietly, as he went and got his credit card, before returning to Alexa's side at the foot of the bed.
"You are so easily distracted." Alexa mumbled, rolling her eyes.
Randy kissed her cheek, "By credit card, maybe. But by you, yes most definitely." He said in between kissing from her ear to her shoulder.
"Randy!" hissed Alexa, quietly, as she pushed him off, "Now come on, I have a plan." She dragged him to the bathroom, and pulled out the empty rubbish can. She filled it with water and her and Randy carried it back to the bed. They went to swing, but stopped.
Chris and Trish weren't in the bed. "What the-"
"BOO!" yelled Chris and Trish from behind them, causing Randy and Alexa to jump, and splash all the water over the four of them.
"Nice going, Christopher." Randy muttered sarcastically, dripping wet.
"What are you two doing here?" asked Chris.
"Coming to wake you up.'' Alexa replied innocently.
