Title: D-Generation X v. 2

Author: JeffroMattyHardy

Disclaimer: I own Alexis Michaels. That's it. Sad, I know, but it's true.

Summary: When Shawn gets seriously injured, everyone thinks DX is done. But what they didn't count on was Alexis coming to take his place. But there's still some unfinished business between her and the other Superstars. OC, slash, language, alcohol

I'm putting pay-per-views out of order. Deal with it. I don't wanna find out what order they're really in.

This…is gonna be fun:)

And this one is EXTREMELY long, but I'm sure you won't mind because hey, it's another chapter:)

And I'm almost done with my poster for Sunday when I go to Over the Limit!xD

.*.

Once she gets a little touch
She will never get enough
If I had it my way
You know that I'd make her say
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh oo—

Alexis slapped her hand on her alarm, shutting it off. "That song's gonna be stuck in my head now," she muttered, yawning softly.

"No, don't go. Sleep. Stay." Jeff shifted slightly next to her, resting his head on her stomach.

Alexis smiled. "If I don't get up, Shawn will come up and I'm pretty sure he won't appreciate us in the same bed with no clothes on," she said. She moved out of the bed and stretched her arms over her head. "I'm stealing your shirt by the way. And your boxers."

"So, basically you're taking my clothes and I get nothing," Jeff clarified.

"You have pants and a jacket," the Rocker argued. "You can survive with that."

~.**.~

Shawn looked up when he heard footsteps on the floor above him. "Lex is up," he mused, talking to no one in particular. He looked at Hunter. "When's your next show?"

Hunter swallowed the bacon he'd been eating. "Tomorrow, I think," he replied. "We're scheduled to lose our titles next week and then earn spots for a WWE Championship triple threat match with Cena at Survivor Series." The two blondes looked up when footsteps grew closer, Jeff in jeans and an army green jacket zipped two-thirds of the way up walking in. "Didn't have enough clothes, Hardy?"

Jeff took a deep breath as he walked into the kitchen. He jammed his hands into the pockets of his jacket and leaned back against the counter. "Shawn?" The eldest blonde looked up at him. "Listen, I know you don't exactly love me like you used to and I really wish I hadn't accused Lex of cheating on me because it was the worst decision of my life," he started. "But I love her so damn much and I wouldn't want anything to ever hurt her ever again. So…" He chewed nervously on his lower lip. "…Shawn, I'd like your permission to ask Alexis to marry me."

Hunter immediately looked behind him at Shawn. The Heartbreak Kid was standing frozen in his place, his eyes wide in surprise. Smoke started to rise from the pan sitting on the stove, no one paying attention to it. "Shawn!" The blonde shook his head to get back to normal, immediately tending to the burning food.

"So, Shawn, can I ask her?" Jeff asked.

Shawn didn't speak for a few minutes. He finally turned off the oven and walked over to the table where Hunter was sitting, setting a bowl of eggs down in the middle. "Jeff, I don't know," he finally said.

"I never want to hurt her again, Shawn," Jeff tried to defend. "I feel like shit for hurting her before and I never want to do it again. All I want to do is marry her and make sure DiBiase and Rhodes and Copeland and Orton will never hurt her again. Please, Shawn."

Shawn sighed. Hunter saw he was stressing out just a little bit and brought the older down into his lap, kissing the side of his neck to relax him. "I know Alexis loves you," he finally admitted. "Jeff, you have my permission to ask my sister to marry you. But…I'd ask Randy and Scott before you ask. They're her oldest brothers. Numbers by the phone."

"Thank you, Shawn," Jeff said. He headed out of the kitchen, kissing Alexis when he passed her in the doorway.

"So that's where the rest of his clothes went," Hunter mused, looking the youngest blonde up and down. She was in a dark blue North Carolina jersey and a pair of dark green boxers with black stars down the sides. "Knew they'd turn up sooner or later."

"Ha ha, very funny," Alexis said, sarcasm dripping from her words. "You're so hilarious, Hunter."

"Come on, sweets, I'm just kidding," the Game laughed.

"Where was Jeff going?" the Rocker asked. She sat down at the table and reached for the bowl of eggs, scooping out a few spoonfuls and grabbing a few pieces of bacon while she was at it. "He looked happy about something."

"He wanted to call Matt," Hunter lied. "He'll be back soon."

"Alexis, do you love him?" Shawn asked.

The blonde looked confused. "What kind of question is that?" she asked with a grin. "Of course I do." Shawn suddenly moved off Hunter's lap and hugged her tightly, not saying anything. She looked over him at the other. "What's wrong with him?" she mouthed. Hunter just smiled.

"I'm so proud of you, baby sister," HBK said when he finally moved away.

"Thank…you?" Alexis smiled when a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind and a kiss was pressed against the back of her neck. "Hey, Jeff."

"Thank god Shawn can cook," the Enigma praised as he grabbed a plateful of food. "Matty can't cook to save his life and I'm starving."

~.*Monday Night RAW.*~

Alexis watched the TV monitors as she waited by the Gorilla Position for her cue. One tag team title belt was around her waist and her fingers drummed lightly against it as she waited, the other was resting over her shoulder. Mike was out in the ring with Alex Riley, the younger of the two talking about the upcoming "I Quit" match between the Miz and John Cena in a couple weeks.

"Michaels, you're on," a backstage hand said, handing her a microphone. Alexis took a deep breath.

Are you ready?

You think you can tell us what to do?
You think you can tell us what to wear?
You think that you're better?
Well you better get ready
Bow to the masters…

Break it down!

The crowd cheered as Alexis came running out, a grin on her face. She held her arms over her head crossed at the wrist as she headed down to the ring. "What are you doing out here?" Riley asked. "We're discussing the Miz here, not you!"

"Then, please, go on," the Rocker said. "I believe you were talking about words Miz has never said before, right?"

"Yes, the Miz has never said, I quit!" Alex yelled.

Alexis looked at A-Ri with an amused look on her face. "Alex Riley, you are as stupid as you are useless." The crowd cheered. "The words coming out o his mouth wouldn't be…Well, the Miz would never say, 'I think I'll pass on tickets to the Jonas Brothers'. The Miz would never say, 'I don't wanna play with My Little Pony anymore'. The Miz would never say 'I'm the Miz and I have testicles'." She laughed when Alex couldn't think of anything to say, practically falling to her knees.

~.**.~

It was about 30 minutes before the end of RAW and Alexis was back in the ring, talking back to Michael Cole. "Cole, you're a dick and I'm done with you," she finally finished. She dropped her microphone and started to get out of the ring when the lights suddenly dimmed.

A pounding beat drummed through the arena as Jeff's entrance music started playing. Said Hardy came running out in jeans and one of his own merch shirts, the jacket he'd been wearing the day before hanging loosely on his frame. There was a microphone in his hand as he entered the ring. "What are you doing here?" Jeff asked. There was no point in the script where Jeff was supposed to talk with her. At least, not that she had seen or noticed.

"Something I should've done a long time ago." The fans cheered hysterically as Jeff dropped to one knee and brought the microphone up to his mouth. "Alexis, I love you," he said. Alexis had to force herself to breathe; was this really happening? "I've loved you since you moved half a mile away from me in North Carolina. When you joined OMEGA and pretty much dominated, I knew you were the girl I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. You're beautiful and we clicked the instant we met. You've held every belt in this company with the exception of the WWE Championship and all those over in TNA. You're gonna be a Grand Slam champion just like your brother and I want to be there when that happens. And…I'm rambling again. Anyways, I've asked Shawn, I've asked Randy, I've asked Scott, and I've asked Shari. Now, all that's left is to ask you." He took a deep breath. "I love you." Alexis gasped when he pulled a small black box out of his jacket and opened it up, a silver ring resting on the velvet inside. There were two diamonds in the center, a sapphire in between them. "Alexis Shawn Hickenbottom, will you marry me?"

"Marry him!" the crowd started to chant. "Marry him! Marry him! Marry him!"

Alexis couldn't speak for several seconds. "Yes," she said, tears starting to form in her eyes as she nodded. "Yes, yes! Of course I'll marry you, Jeff!" She watched, trying to keep herself from crying, as Jeff smiled and slid the ring on her finger. He stood up and immediately drew her in with a kiss, the cheers and screams of the crowd lost on them.

"I love you, Alexis," Jeff said, leaning his forehead against hers. "The future Mrs. Jeffrey Hardy."

"I love you, too, Jeff," Alexis said.

"You better take good care of that ring now," the slightly older blonde said. "That was my mother's wedding ring. She told me that whatever girl I decided to marry should have it."

Tears started to leak out of the sides of the younger's eyes, but she didn't care. She was happy.

~.**.~

Alexis walked down the hallway backstage as the show continued. She kept looking at her ring and couldn't stop herself from smiling.

"You're pretty happy with yourself, aren't you?"

Alexis spun around and saw Adam leaning against the doorframe of Legacy's locker room. "What do you want, Copeland?" she growled angrily. "I'm in a good mood and you are not gonna ruin it for me."

"Then perhaps this will." He tossed something at her, grinning when she stumbled to catch it.

"This is…" Alexis turned the item over. It was a black cowboy hat with a red design on the front, 'HBK' in curvy gold script in the middle of the red designs. "This is Shawn's." Her hand tightened around the hat. "What did you do to my brother?"

Adam grinned with a small shrug. "Just…some minor therapy," he replied. There was something about the look he had on that made her want to rip his throat out. "Would you like to see him?"

Alexis didn't answer. She pushed Edge out of her way, jamming Shawn's hat on her head as she moved and rushed into the locker room. "Shawn!" The Showstopper was leaning up against a wall with his legs threatening to give out. Blood dripped from his head and there were definite bruises scattered on his arms and chest, his shirt ripped down the middle. She spun around to face the Rated R Superstar. "Why the hell did you attack him!" she yelled in anger. "He didn't do anything to you!"

"Ah, yes, but you did, Miss Michaels." Randy, Cody, and Ted came up behind Adam. The four walked in and closed the door behind them. "You see what we did to your brother," Orton said. "Now, will you leave the WWE or will you face the same fate?"

"You fuckers!" Alexis lunged at the Viper, getting in a few solid hits before the other three attacked.

~.**.~

"Alexis?" Jeff poked his head into Alexis's locker room, frowning when he didn't see her.

"What are you looking for, boy?"

The blonde spun around, relaxing when he saw it was just Mark. The raven still didn't trust him that much, but he knew the blonde would rather die then betray Alexis again. Besides, he knew if he did, Mark would literally kill him. "Looking for Lex," he replied. "Have you seen her?"

'Taker shook his head. "She may have gone on a walk," he suggested. The two walked in silence down the hall. Jeff cursed silently when Adam walked by, pushing the enigma into the wall as he passed.

"Watch where you're going, Hardy," Edge smirked.

"Fuck off, Copeland, I'm not in the mood," Jeff muttered. He kept walking, not even waiting to see if the other would talk back. He suddenly stopped. "I know where Alexis is." Mark frowned slightly, but quickly followed the younger as he raced down the hall. Jeff skidded to a stop before he passed a door, 'Legacy' printed on a sign stuck on it. He opened it. "Alexis!"

Shawn was still on the floor, but he looked unconscious. Alexis was a few feet away, Shawn's hat thrown across the room. Her lip was bleeding and there was a bruise on her face. Her shirt was hanging on only by the sleeve and blood dripped down her arm at a steady speed, discoloration all around her stomach. Her pants were ripped beyond belief and bruises were scattered up and down her legs. Jeff quickly rushed over and gently picked her up. "C'mon, Alexis, wake up." He looked over and saw Mark kneeling over Shawn with a concerned look on his face Jeff had never seen before.

"We need to get them to a hospital," the raven decided, picking the older sibling up.

~.**.~

"You think they're awake?" Jeff, Hunter, and Mark were sitting outside the room Shawn and Alexis were sharing. Both blondes had no broken bones and no serious injuries; they were free to go the next day.

"That's not fair! You cheated!"

"That was a fair move!"

"You can't just lock in a Sharpshooter and automatically win the match!"

"You know why we had to do that! Bret wouldn't drop the title and we had to screw him!"

"Yeah, but still! You also cheated because you hit Mark with a chair instead of Bret."

"How is that even the same? That was Summerslam! You know I was aiming for Bret!"

"Yeah, but you hit Mark!"

"Bret ducked!"

"Excuses, excuses."

"I think they're awake," Hunter said. The three Superstars got up and pushed the hospital room door open. Alexis and Shawn were sitting up in the two beds in the room in matching hospital gowns, the curtain that used to be separating them pushed back. The TV in the corner was on and the remote was in Alexis's hand, the screen showing the ending of the infamous Montreal Screwjob. "How are ya feeling?"

Both siblings looked over and Alexis muted the TV. "Can I murder Legacy and Copeland?" Alexis asked sweetly.

Mark smiled for the first time in the last couple days and ruffled her hair gently. "You can borrow my power tools," he replied. She smiled.

"What happened to you guys?" Hunter asked, leaning against Shawn's bed.

"Vince called me in for a meeting and when I got out, Legacy and Edge attacked me," Shawn started.

"I was walking and Edge lured me into Legacy's locker room where Shawn was," Alexis finished. "Orton said to leave the WWE or have the same fate as Shawn. I refused and then they attacked."

"Something has to be done about those boys," Mark said.

"They've already been suspended and that didn't work," Hunter said.

"We just need to be extra careful," Alexis said. "You two just stay with Shawn whenever he goes to a show and I'm pretty sure Jeff will never leave my side again."

"Damn right I won't," Jeff agreed.

"That's all we can do."

~.*Survivor Series*.~

-Promo-

Alexis and Hunter popped up from a trench, covered in dirt. They were both in green and brown camouflage army vests and pants, helmets with 'DX' in white on the front on their heads. Gunshots went off around them, smoke rising as they stood in between dirt and barbed wire.

"Come out to the country, we'll have a few laughs," Alexis said, a bit of annoyance in her voice.

"Oh, relax, Alexis," Hunter said. "It's WWE Survivor Series. We're D-Generation X. We're indestructible." He pulled a grenade off his vest and took the pin out, getting ready to throw it.

Alexis grabbed the grenade out of his hands. "We're not that indestructible," she argued.

"Calm down," Hunter said. "It's a movie set." He motioned up and the younger blonde looked around. Smoke was coming out of a machine and there was a man holding a microphone above their heads a few feet away.

"Oh, yeah," she laughed.

"It's just a harmless prop," Hunter pointed out, looking at the grenade in her hands.

"You're right," Alexis agreed. "Sorry." She tossed the grenade behind her. Both members of D-Generation X ducked in cover as it exploded in front of the guy holding the microphone. "I guess not everyone survives," she said.

The automated voice plugging pay-per-view as the two got in position for the next scene.

"I have the target in sight," Alexis said, a pair of binoculars held up to her face.

"The enemy?" Hunter asked.

"No."

"Reinforcements?"

"No, catering." She brought the binoculars away from her face. "They're having cookies today. You thinking we could have some?"

"Yeah, let's go."

-Back to Normal-

Are you ready?

The lights grew green as music pounded through the arena filled with cheering fans.

You think you can tell us what to do?
You think you can tell us what to wear?
You think that you're better?
Well you better get ready
Bow to the masters…

Break it down!

Alexis came skipping out on the stage with glowsticks in hand, Hunter right behind her. Her pants had been fixed the day before, a couple glowsticks stuck in the waistband. They threw glowsticks to the crowd as they headed down to the ring, getting in and going through the signature DX fireworks. Alexis fixed the DX band around her upper thigh over her pants as Hunter looked around at the crowd.

Alpha dog!

The crowd screamed as John Cena came running out of the stage, the WWE Championship belt slung over his shoulder. He went through his signature entrance before heading down to the ring and going through his routine there as well. He looked at the two members of DX, handing his belt to the referee. "You ready for this, sweets?" Hunter asked.

"Always," Alexis grinned. She was still in a little pain from her attack, but all in all, she was ready to fight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a triple threat match for the WWE Championship!" Lilian announced. "Introducing the challengers, first, from Greenwich, Connecticut, weighing 255 pounds, he is the Game, Triple H!" Hunter raised his arms above his head crossed at the wrist. "And introducing next, from San Antonio, Texas, she is the Rocker, Alexis Michaels!" Alexis grinned, chewing on her gum as she listened to the cheers. "And from West Newbury, Massachusetts, weighing 240 pounds, he is the current WWE Champion, John Cena!"

The bell rang.

John stood defensively in the corner, both members of D-Generation X standing in front of him. Alexis bent down slightly. She suddenly thrust her leg up, giving Hunter a little taste of her Sweet Chin Music. The Game fell through the ropes to the ground, Cena looking on in disbelief. Sorry, Hunter, she thought, but that title is mine.

Alexis turned back to look at John, daring him to attack her. And he did. He aimed a clotheline at her, but she ducked and retaliated with a chop across the chest. She gave him another one before pulling him into an Irish Whip. He reversed it, leaning over when she bounced back only to get a swinging neckbreaker that took him down. The blonde turned his head slightly, jumping up and stomping down on the spot she'd decided on. Alexis held his chin as he got up, giving him a chop across the chest. She backed up slightly before going for a blow to the head, but Cena ducked, bouncing off the ropes. Alexis immediately jumped up and tackled the brunette, knocking him to the ground with her on top. She kept delivering right hands before he pushed her off, standing up and delivering yet another chop across the chest. She rammed her forearm into his head and got him in the corner. Another chop and he jerked out of the corner.

Alexis grabbed John's arm and pulled him into another Irish Whip. He reversed it and she ran into the corner, bouncing out and getting a running bulldog from the older man. He waited until she stood up to deliver a kick to the gut, getting her in a suplex that had her writhing on her back. He covered her. 1…2…she kicked out.

Alexis stood back up and leaned against the corner. Cena went to try something but she switched their positions and got him in the corner instead. She delivered a chop, leaning against him to catch her breath. She tried another Irish Whip but he reversed it yet again. Alexis ran for the corner, grabbing the middle ropes. She flipped herself over on the top turnbuckle, flipping backwards again to get her feet on the ring floor, holding her lower back as she turned around. John pulled her into the opposite corner and she jumped slightly, landing with her feet on one rope, her body on the turnbuckle, and her chest and arms on another rope. Cena walked forward and kicked up into her stomach, the Rocker flying up and landing back down in the same position. He did it again, getting more momentum each time and finally did it a third time, getting her on his shoulders in a fireman's carry. He went for the Attitude Adjustment, but she countered it with a DDT before he could complete his finisher. Alexis breathed for a few seconds, rolling the brunette over for a cover. 1…2…Cena kicked out.

Alexis stood up a few seconds before John did, running and bouncing off the ropes just to rush forward and ram her shoulder into his knee to get him back down. "Stupid being short and small and lighter like my brother," she muttered under her breath. "Can't even finish a fucking Irish Whip."

She waited until John stood up slightly, kicking at the knee he was holding and keeping up off the ground. She moved around to his back and dropped down, ramming her shoulder into his other leg, pushing him off when he practically landed on her. Alexis stood back up and grabbed his leg, pulling him out to the middle of the ring, spinning around to lock in the Figure Four Leg Lock. Her back slammed against the ring as she kept control of the submission hold, grabbing his foot to keep it in place. The referee stayed closeby to watch for a tapout, but it didn't come. John tried to reverse the move, but Alexis grabbed his shorts and pulled him back in place, leaning back to put even more pressure on the Champ's legs. John waited a few seconds, but finally got them over, the pressure now on Alexis's legs until she released the hold.

Alexis grabbed her leg, hopping slightly when she stood up before delivering a chop to the brunette. He came back with a right hand. They went back and forth again and again before the blonde finally tried a clothesline. Cena ducked under it and bounced off the ropes with a shoulder block that got her on her back. She stood up when he tried for another one, but she ducked slightly and threw him out of the ring under the bottom rope. Alexis got back to her feet after a couple seconds, stumbling slightly as she grabbed the top rope. She leaned back and springboarded over the ropes onto Cena, knocking him back to the ground.

Alexis quickly got up. She took hold of the top of the announcer's table and ripped it off, throwing it away. She laughed as she grabbed a TV monitor, moving it out of the way. The smile stayed on her face as she swept the microphones off the table and pulled the other monitor out. The blonde reached to pull Cena up, but he grabbed her and got her in position for an Attitude Adjustment.

Hunter interrupted. He grabbed Alexis and pulled her off, the Rocker clotheslining Cena over the security wall. She turned back around only for Hunter to give her a Double A Spinebuster that sent her crashing through the announcer's table. Alexis arched her back in pain, hissing curses through her teeth. Hunter pushed a part of the table away, looking down at the Rocker as she writhed around on what was left of the table she'd just gone through. The Game put a hand to his forehead, stumbling just slightly as an aftereffect of the Sweet Chin Music he'd gotten at the beginning of the match. Alexis rolled off the table, not moving much as Hunter watched her.

The Game finally went over to where Cena was trying to get over the security wall and started beating him, running him into the steel steps, the security walls, the ring itself…

A couple minutes, a few pinfalls, and a finisher or two later and Alexis was back up. She slid in the ring and pulled Hunter off Cena's shoulders when he tried for a third time for an Attitude Adjustment and threw John into the corner, his shoulder ramming into the steel ring post.

Alexis turned and looked at Hunter, the other looking right back. They got closer, Hunter finally shoving her back. John tried to intervene and the older blonde threw him out of the ring. Alexis waited until he turned back around before giving him an inverted atomic drop followed by two chops across the chest. She did the same thing again and tried for an Irish Whip. Hunter reversed it and she ducked under his clothesline but got a high knee when she bounced back. She barely got back to her feet when the older pulled her into an Irish Whip. Alexis got it reversed, but when she leaned over when he bounced back, he grabbed her and rammed her head down on his bent knee in a facebreaker knee smash. Alexis stumbled around as Hunter bounced off the ropes, but she ducked under his clothesline, jumping forward with her own clothesline that got him down on the canvas.

Hunter shakily got to his feet and Alexis got up using a kip-up, spinning around and going for a move. Only problem was, the Game got her in another Double A Spinebuster. The second she got back to her feet, he went for a Pedigree, but she wiggled her arms free, using her head between his legs as leverage to throw him over her head. It took her a few seconds, but she finally got herself balanced on the top turnbuckle. Cena suddenly rushed forward and pushed her over, the Rocker landing painfully with her legs straddling the corner. John went for a leg drop on Hunter, but he rolled out of the way. Alexis got back to her feet on the corner and leapt off, hitting a high elbow on the Champ. She stood up, ecstatic that she hit the move, but Hunter came up right behind her and threw her out of the ring.

It took several seconds, but Alexis walked back in the ring, going up behind Cena (who had an STF on Hunter) and locking her hands over his face, pulling back. John released the hold on the Game and Alexis kept her hold going, holding his arm between her legs. She kept pulling back harder and harder, the referee staying close by to watch for a tap out. John suddenly started to stand up with the hold Alexis had on him still locked in. He finally broke it and got her in position for an Attitude Adjustment. The Rocker rammed her elbow into his neck a couple times and she dropped behind him. Cena started with a drop toehold when she stood up, quickly getting her into an STF of her own. The blonde kicked her free leg frantically, struggling to get to the ropes. She finally got there and wrapped her hand around the bottom rope, the referee forcing the brunette to break the submission hold.

Alexis held her leg in pain as she pulled herself up, trying not to balance any weight on it. John tried to make a move, but she got him with a superkick just as Hunter got back in the ring. Hunter stood up and got a superkick of his own. He fell on top of John as she fell out of the ring, the referee not noticing for a couple seconds. He finally got down. 1…2…John kicked out with a half-second to spare.

No one moved for a long time. Hunter struggled to stand, Cena waiting behind him. The second the blonde turned around, the Champ picked him up for an Attitude Adjustment, finally able to deliver. Alexis slowly pulled herself into the ring, going for the fallen Hunter. Both Cena and Alexis draped their arms across Hunter and the ref had no chance but to count. 1…2…He kicked out.

All three stirred and started trying to stand up. Alexis pulled John back by the waist of his pants and used him to try and stand up. The Rocker shoved Cena away and aimed another superkick, but he caught her foot and spun her around, Hunter trying to do something. She slipped off his back and tried to get him in a powerbomb, but he pushed her over his head and onto John's back. Hunter kicked Cena in the stomach and Alexis slid off his back. He went for a Pedigree, but got a Sweet Chin Music before he could go through with it. Cena took the opportunity and delivered an Attitude Adjustment onto Hunter. He covered the Game. 1…2…3! The bell rang.

"Here is your winner and still WWE Champion, John Cena!" Lilian announced as John celebrated in the ring. He left pretty quickly and the two blondes were left in the ring.

Alexis sat up next to Hunter, still on his stomach. They both pushed themselves to their feet, Alexis holding onto her lower back for a couple seconds. She moved her hands to her hips as she watched her partner stand. "Well, that didn't go as planned," she muttered.

"Don't know what happened," Hunter replied. "Whatever." He turned toward the stage and gave it a DX crotch chop. He held out his hand. Alexis grinned and took it, the older pulling her into a hug. He grabbed her wrist as their music played, holding their arms up. "How many times did you kick me now?" he asked teasingly.

Alexis laughed. "Two, three?" she guessed. "I lost count. But you gave me two Double A Spinebusters."

"Yeah, but my jaw will never be the same," the Game countered, the Rocker moving her torso from side to side to stretch it out. "Well, we tried."

"Hell yeah we did." They came together in a DX high-five, Hunter patting her ass as she patted at his thigh.

~.**.~

Alexis smiled as Jeff came up from behind her and wrapped his arms around her chest, kissing her cheek. "Watch the match?" she asked.

"Of course." He sat down and pulled her into his lap, fingers playing with the ring she'd recently put back on her hand. "You did amazingly."

The Rocker smiled again, leaning her head back on the older's shoulder. "You should come with me tomorrow," she said. "Jay's gonna show me the rap he wrote tonight."

Jeff laughed. "I wish, but I've got a match," he replied. He leaned over and kissed her again. "And I'm expecting my future wife to be at ringside cheering me on."

"Commentary, darling," Alexis teased.

.*.

Wow, this is long. It's like, 7 pages without the match. That's a lot by how much I write in a normal chapter. But I need to sleep now. I've been doing a half hour of work for my chemistry teacher to get extra credit and I still have a day or two left plus I've gotta cram for finals and the SAT in a week and a half, then I'm done! Yes!

And once again, I thank the lord my mom got us tickets to Over the Limit because I got to see Bret "the Hitman" Hart and I practically died.:) lol