The next day Trish was sitting across from the chairmen of the WWF. Dwayne had finally convinced her to go become a WWF Diva, and he was waiting outside for her to come out with the news.
''Everything looks to be in order.'' Vince said, as he looked through the 4year contract that he'd just had Trish sign to make sure her signature was in all the right areas. ''Looks like you are now officially a WWF Diva.'' He smiled, as he stood up from his chair, holding his hand out for her to shake it.
She quickly stood up and shook his hand, ''Don't worry Mr. McMahon, I promise to deliver nothing but Stratusfaction.''
''Stratusfaction eh?'' He thought for a second, ''I like it! I can already tell I'm going to really like you.'' He started, as he walked from behind his desk, walking her over to the door. ''Keep bring new idea's to the table, and you just might become the most successful diva ever.''
Trish had to admit she loved how Mr. McMahon seemed to have the utmost confidence in her. She was too busy cheesing to say anything; he seemed like a totally different man from the one that stuck her in a match against Lita and Dwayne. As she walked out the door, a smile grew across Dwayne's face.
''Oh, good evening Mr. Johnson.'' Vince called out, as he walked outside his office.
''Good evening Mr. McMahon,'' He replied back, never taking his eyes off Trish, who couldn't stop smiling for nothing.
''I just signed Ms. Stratus here to a WWF Contract.'' He continued, putting his arm around Trish. ''I think she really has a lot of potential, and with some of your training could become woman's champion in no time.''
''Most definitely,'' Dwayne agreed, nodding over to Vince, but still not removing his gaze off Trish.
''So then, I take it your agreeing to become Trish's trainer, am I right?'' He asked, recalling the rocky relationship these two had at the beginning.
Dwayne shook his head to snap out of it, and then looked over at Vince. ''Yeah, I'd be more than happy to train Ms. Stratus.''
Trish blushed at the thought, ''It'll definitely be a pleasure working with you too, Mr. Johnson.'' She replied, giving him a seductive smile.
''Good! Good!'' Vince smiled, as he fixed his tie, ''Trish, your first match will be in two week, against Sable. That should give you enough time to get into the swing of things.''
''Gotcha,'' She agreed, not seeing Sable as much of a threat.
''Well anyways, I better get back to filling out the program for Monday night Raw.'' He said, looking down at his watch then over at Trish and Dwayne. ''I'll see you both on Monday, and be sure to start her training as soon as possible.''
''Will do, Mr. McMahon.'' Dwayne nodded, as he watched Vince walk back into his office, closing the door behind him.
''I could actually use, a nice long workout.'' Trish thought, as she walked over to Dwayne feeling his arm muscles, then looking up as him with a seductive grin. ''I think you should give it to me, right now.''
''Right here?'' He asked, looking down at her in disbelief when she started removing her top. She smiled up at him, seductively licking her lips and nodded, before lifting it over her head.
Dwayne looked both ways down the hall, before backing her up into the wall ravaging her. Kissing her needfully, then working his way down her neck.
''Whoa, so you two actually like each other in real life?'' an unknown voice said from a distance. ''Here I didn't know that the WWF worked off of scripts.''
Trish quickly covered her chest, as she reached down and picked up her top.
Dwayne back away from Trish to turn his attention to the kid with the Dog Tag chain, ''Who in the purple hell are you?''
''Oh, my bad. I'm new here, the names Cena.'' He introduced, holding out his hand, but receiving and annoyed glare from Dwayne. Using his other hand to shake his own hand, trying to avoid the awkwardness of this conversation. ''Uhhh… Sorry to interrupt you two, but meanwhile Trish you look amazing. Boobs and all…''
Dwayne looked down at his purple shirt, ''Thuganomics? '' He read aloud, giving off a look of disgust.
''Oh yeah, that's gonna be my trademark. I'm the Doctor Of Thuganomics.'' He smiled, stretching out his shirt so they could see the full picture on it.
''Awe that's cute. Well, it was really nice meeting you.'' Trish interrupted flashing Cena a quick smile, tugging on Dwayne's arm for him to come on.
''Same here,'' He waved, as Dwayne gave him a questionable look as he was being dragged down the hall by Trish, and into a nearby gym.
''Wow, I didn't even know they had a gym in the arena.'' She said as they both walked in and looked around.
''Normally they don't.'' He pointed out, surprised himself that this one did. ''Usually your workout room is setup in your locker room, which consist of a weight bench, a punching bag, and a couple different sized weights.''
''Oh well this is definitely different then,'' Trish smiled, as she walked over and stood on one of the laid out yoga mats. ''Care to do some yoga with me?''
He returned her smile, and walked over beside her. ''Sure, if you show me a few moves I'll try it out.''
''Sure!'' She grinned, as bent down to touch her toes, ''Ever did a toe touch before?''
''No, but let me check your form to make sure when I do it, I do it right.'' He teased, walking on the side of her to check her form, and then walking on the other side to do the same. ''Seems easy enough,'' He smiled, as he walked up behind her and pressed his crotch against her ass.
Trish then jump up, and squealed. Quickly getting up and playfully pushing him away from her. ''Stop it! Your distracting me!''
''I'm glad,'' He grinned, grabbing her arm and pulling her into him, as he brushed her hair back and leaned down to kiss her.
She met him half way, and her heart just melted at the touch of his lips. His arms almost automatically wrapped around her waist, as he laid her down onto the yoga mat. Slowly sliding his shirt off, as he leaned over her, kissing and nibbling down her neck. She let out a soft moan, stopping him then pulling him back up to her as she sat up to kiss him, nibbling on his bottom lip, as he slid his hands up her shirt slowly unclasped her bra, only to be interrupted by her cellphone going off. Trish let out a deep sigh, as she flipped it open to see Chris's number on her caller id. ''Yes Chris?'' She answered in an annoyed tone.
''Hello Trish?'' He replied, sitting in his car listening to the new Fonzie album. ''Where are you?''
''I'm at the gym.'' She replied, getting a confused look from Dwayne, as he continued running his fingers along her sides, grabbing his hands to stop him. 'Stop' she mouthed.
''Trish…'' Jericho sighed.
''Yes Chris?'' She answered, getting annoyed with herself for even answering the phone.
''Is Dwayne there with you, right now?'' He asked, turning down the volume on his radio.
''Um, possibly. Why?'' She asked, running her fingers across the yoga mat.
''Ask him who Dany Garcia is.''
Trish turned her attention to Dwayne, taking the phone away from her mouth. Covering the mouth piece with her hand, ''Uh, Dwayne Who's Dany Garcia?'' She asked, unsure of why Chris wanted her to ask him that.
Dwayne let out a low sigh, and mumbled something under his breath.
Trish raised a brow at him, ''I'm sorry, I missed that.'' She replied, waiting for him to repeat what he'd said a little louder but getting no response. Trish was uncertain of what to make out of this, ''Uh, Chris who is Dany Garcia?'' She asked, not rather curious to know more.
''Ask him who Simone Alexandria.''
''Dwayne who's Simone Alexandria?'' Trish asked, but Dwayne refused to look at her and answer. He seemed uncomfortable. She just had to know who these two people were. ''Chris, who are they?''
''Well… Simone's Dwayne's Daughter.'' He grinned, at the vision of the look that probably laid across Trish's face. ''And Dany is Dwayne's Wife.''
Trish instantly dropped the phone, out of pure shock. ''Dwayne your married?'' She yelled out, as she slowly began backing away from him.
He finally looked over at her, and the look on her face was pure disgust. ''Trish-''
She quickly cut him off, as she climbed up to her feet, ''Dwayne, what was this for you? Was I just a convenient on the road thing?''
''No-,of course not Trish!'' He debated, climbing up to his feet and looking eye to eye with her.
''It had to be! I could never have a real relationship with a married man!'' Trish argued, refusing to cry over this. ''This means something to me! You-You mean something to me! Like I really..'' Her words were cut off, when she realized it was pointless to argue with a married man. So she just turned and began to walk towards the exit.
He quickly ran after her, grabbing her arm only for her to snatch away from him.
''Don't touch me, ever again!'' She yelled, as she continued towards the exit.
Dwayne stood there in totally silence, as he turned away from her and listened for the door to close behind her. Turning to see her phone still lying down on the ground. He walked over to pick it up and could hear Chris laughing on the other end. ''Just wait till I see you Chris.'' He warned.
''No-No Dwayne, just wait till your wife finds out about Trish.'' He laughed, before hanging up the phone.
Since I took so long, updating the last chapter. I decided to go ahead and do another one :) Hope you all enjoy it also. Oh, and next chapter I decided to add in a big big surprised! You could only be able to imagine what it is. This stories definitely taking a bunch of unexpected turns. Trying to make it as unpredictable as possible. Oh and I noticed in the last chapter I misspelled his daughters name, please disregard that. Cause I knew it was Simone, I just got to lazy to Google it back then. So be sure to pay that absolutely no mind. Again here's Chapter 10, I hope you all enjoy it!