"Are you guys sure I'm not underdressed?" Isabelle asked, looking up at Jon and Colby as they walked into the arena, Isabelle being carried on Colby's back piggyback style. "And why did we leave Iowa to come to Texas to go back to Iowa?"
"Why do you ask so many questions?" Jon asked and Colby chuckled.
"Relax, babe. I may or may not have promised everyone you spoke to on the phone that they could meet you in person. You look nice, by the way." They were matching their A Day To Remember tshirts and were both in black jeans. Jon had teased them throughout their whole journey about it, but they didn't mind.
"So you're going to meet Joe, and then you're going to Dr. Amann so he can look at your leg." Jon instructed and Isabelle nodded.
"One of you will be there with me, right? I'm not good at-"
"I'll go with you." Colby assured and Isabelle nodded with a small smile as he carried her down the hall to their locker room. "Amann is really nice, though. All the doctors are nice so you really have nothing to be worried about."
"Okay." She mumbled, kissing his cheek as Jon opened the door to the locker room and Colby dropped his bag on the bench.
"Joe must not be here yet. Let's go, pretty girl."
"Am I allowed to make airplane noises while you carry me?" Isabelle asked and he laughed.
"I'd be offended if you didn't." So the two made airplane noises and Isabelle recorded a vine of it for Colby. "Are you hungry, babe?"
"Nope. Can we get this doctor thing over with?"
"Alright. Then I'll take you to formally meet Cody, and meet Phil, John, and Jay face to face. Hopefully Joe will be here by then."
"Dude, I'm here." The man she recognized as Curtis Axel stated and Colby turned to face him.
"Not you, Joe. Samoan Joe." Colby stated. "Izzy, this is Minnesota Joe. Joe, this is my girlfriend Izzy."
"It's nice to meet you, Izzy."
"It's nice to meet you, too." Was all Isabelle got out before Colby started walking towards the trainer's office. Once Colby set her on an exam table the red haired doctor walked over and greeted them.
"You're the volleyball player that may have shin splints but it may be something more?"
"Isabelle Collins."
"Nice to meet you. Let's see what we've got going on, here." The pressure her out on her legs was much more than what Colby did, and it hurt her left leg much more than it hurt her right leg. "It's the left?"
"Yeah." Colby answered for her and she looked up at him in thanks.
"Well, it's not shin splints, I can't tell you that for sure. You'll need to get X-rays to know for sure if it's a stress fracture or something worse."
"We can do that while we're in Davenport." Colby assured and Isabelle nodded.
"Thanks, doc."
"Not a problem, kid. Rest it."
"Will do." She called as Colby carried her out of the room, but she was pried from his arms and pulled into Cody's.
"Hi Izzy."
"Hi Cody." She greeted as he started running away from Colby with her in his arms.
"You can't steal my girlfriend like that!" Colby shouted and Cody laughed as he ran. Eventually they ran passed John Cena and Cody handed her off.
"Run."
"Are we playing keep away?"
"Yeah. Nikki, can I carry you around as a decoy?" Cody asked and she shrugged.
"Sure, I guess. Who are we keeping away from who?"
"We're keeping Colby's girlfriend Isabelle away from Colby." Cody explained as he ran off with the Bella and she laughed as John walked off with Isabelle.
"I heard through the grape vine that you've got a bum leg?" John asked and Isabelle shrugged.
"Colby and Jon are making such a big deal out of this. I'm fine, y'know?"
"You're stubborn. Don't see it as a bad thing." He added when she huffed. "You're just like me, and a lot of people here, Phil is the worst with it. Speaking of Phil, here he is. Phil, take little Izzy and stash her somewhere."
"I'll take her to Jay. Hi, Izzy."
"Hi, Phil."
"So, you're stubborn when you're hurt?"
"I like playing volleyball. It's been my only escape for such a long time, without it I would be lost." Isabelle explained, not sure why she was opening up to Phil, but something about him was just so relaxing to her. Not like the comfort she got from Colby or Jon, but close.
"I know how that can be. Your volleyball is my wrestling. How long have you been playing?"
"Since I was six. Jon took me to a game so I'd get off his case for about ten minutes, and I fell in love." Isabelle explained and Phil nodded as he carried her down the hall.
"Let me guess. You grew up poorer than dirt, had parents with some sort of problem, and only support came from your best friend?"
"Batting a thousand. Dad left when I was a baby, mom was a junkie, and I only had Jon."
"Good?"
"Yeah."
"You look like a Cincinnati kid. Please don't take offense to that."
"I take pride in the fact that I'm from Cincy, I just don't like how I grew up."
"Isabelle!?" Colby called and Phil sighed.
"I have to get you to Jay." He mumbled, picking up the pace until he found the Canadian. "Take Izzy and go to catering."
"You got it. I can imagine that you've been manhandled quite a bit tonight?" The blonde asked as he carried her away and she nodded.
"You have no idea."