I walked into Stephanie's office for the night and stood at the desk as Stephanie made herself comfortable behind it. A couple of moments later, Vince came stalking in the door, the Wong family following him. Their faces lit up as they noticed me, and I grinned back at them.

"Take a seat beside me Marley will you?" Stephanie asked in a falsely sweet voice. I was suddenly so intimidated by her. I couldn't tell what type of mood she was in, or what kind of trouble I was in. She could be capable of anything. I didn't fear for my life exactly, but my palms were clammy. Stephanie McMahon, I had decided, was my biggest fear.

"We were just talking to Mr Wong," Stephanie continued once I had seated myself next to her and she had passed me my notebook. I shot her a strange look. Why was she acting like I was just her assisstant? Why wasn't she ripping into me? "And he told us all about your weekend you guys had together." Mr Wong winked at me when Vince and Stephanie weren't looking. I smiled back slightly. Employed for a week and already I was acting hardcore. "And Mr Wong has requested that you be his rep for whenever he comes to the United States."

I suddenly forgot about the notes I was supposed to be taking and dropped my pen altogether. "Wait, what? That's what you called me in for? I thought you were gonna kick my ass for doing all this!!"

She stared at me strangely, and I instantly back-peddled. "I mean, well, you know, what we talked about earlier? What happened-"

"That's irrelevant now," Vince cut in, waving his hand towards Stephanie. "Continue Stephanie."

Stephanie cleared her throat and after throwing me another strange look, went on. "And well, if you're up for it, we'd be willing to make sure you're the one who entertains Mr Wong and his family whenever he visits here, which would be about three or four times over the next six months. How do you feel about that Marley?"

I didn't even need to think twice. "I'll do it."

Mr and Mrs Wong shared a grin. "Great, we had a very fun time with you this weekend Marley. And of course, Jacob had the time of his life, didn't you boy?" Jacob didn't answer, only blushed.

"Mr Wong also suggested that you maybe contribute to some creative meetings," Vince's eyes were boring into mine, and I had no choice but to catch his gaze. He was smirking at me. "He says that you have some pretty good ideas for future fueds and the like." I couldn't help but throw an accusing glance Mr Wong's way. "I found that very interesting, seeing as you've only been part of the company for less than a-"

"Okay!" Stephanie and I both jumped to our feet, thinking the same thing at the exact same moment. "Now that we have that sorted, we really need to start getting ready for the show. Dad, if you could show the Wong's to their special booth for tonight, Marley and I need to go down to the ring with Paul and Peter."

Vince and the Wong's left, leaving Steph and I alone as we made our way through the arena.

"I don't exactly appreciate you going and doing all that without one bit of consultation first." Stephanie said quietly as we stopped off for some coffee. Once again, employed for a week and already a caffeine addict. "Anything could have happened to you or the deal could have gone sour and you would have been made to take all the blame. I appreciate that you were trying to help Marley but what if they hadn't been as nice as they are? Huh? What if Mr Wong hadn't brought his wife? What if it had been some perverted old man who saw a teenager come collect him and just assume the worst about you and about our company as a whole." I hung my head in shame. She was so right. "I'm not trying to make you feel bad honey, and like I said, I'm glad you tried to help because it really benefited us in the long run. Just please don't go over my head with anything like this next time okay? I don't want to put you in any danger whatsoever."

I smiled sadly. She didn't sound angry, just disappointed, and that made me feel worse. "I'm so sorry Stephanie, I promise it won't happen again."

She ruffled my hair affectionately. "Atta girl. Now let's detour back to Paul's locker-room. I want you in your gear, Peter says he can't spar with anyone but you before a PPV."

I rolled my eyes. "He's so full of shit, man. How can he know that if this is his first PPV?"

Stephanie laughed as I ran into the bathroom to quickly change into more comfortable gear. I left the room in my socks, my boots under one arm. "I dunno, but I'd like to see you in action myself."

"Gonna try scout me are ya?" I grinned as we came down the ramp. I sat on the edge of the ramp and quickly tied up my boots.

"Oh yeah," Stephanie spotted her husband in the ring with their nephew and became distracted. "Marley McCallan, the newest WWE Diva."

"I'd rather be just a WWE Superstar than a resident slut." Michelle McCool walked by me as I said this and shot me a scowl, which Stephanie noticed. Stephanie and I shared a look and we both burst out giggling.

"Hey, Marley?!" I heard Peter yell. "Quit your laughing and get your cute ass in this ring."

I stood up and mock-saluted. "Yes sir, want me to get on my knees and lick your boots as well- I said lick your boots!" I added, as almost every male in the vicinity turned to stare at me wide-eyed. I slid into the ring as Paul slid out. Paul tried to hug Stephanie who squealed and wriggled away from his sweaty form.

"You look much more relaxed." Peter observed as he took a drink of water. I made a mental note that near enough every WWE Superstar and agent, past and present, were littering the ring, watching us work. "You and Steph kiss and make up?"

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up man, I honestly thought she was gonna kill me." We started circling each other before locking up. "Turns out she was just worried about me."

"Of course she's worried about you," Peter put me in a headlock which I quickly wriggled out of. Going for an arm-drag takedown I locked in an arm-bar. "You're her responsibility now. She wants to look after you and make this experience as fun as possible before you go back." He countered and attempted the figure-four, which I countered and slid out the ring, pacing back and forth before getting back inside. We were so used to sparring with each other inside the ring that the moves came second nature to us. We didn't even need to call anything, we knew each other so well. He charged me and I grabbed his neck, flipping up and over to deliver an upside down neckbreaker. I could hear some murmering by now from everyone watching, but it was already too late. I was already in the zone, and nothing would get me out of it.

"Let's do this." I hissed. Peter grinned as he shot me into the ropes and went for a supplex. He threw me up on his shoulders for a power-bomb which I countered into a hurricanrana. I ran up the turnbuckles and hit a flying drop kick before getting back up and attempting a moonsault. He moved out the way and I landed on my feet, he bumped me with a clothesline and picked me up once again to execute a back-breaker. He spun me over his shoulder and grabbed me in a headlock, torquing my neck so badly that I felt a little twinge of pain.

"Give?" He breathed, I couldn't see his face but I guessed he would be looking pretty smug thinking he had me beat.

"Never!" I hissed back. I brought my legs right up through his arms and grabbed his neck with my feet, flipping up and over and within a second I had managed to lock in the camel clutch. I pulled his head back as far as I could, making sure to sit on his back so his body couldn't move with the pull. He was gritting his teeth from the pain, trying to hide the fact that I was dominating him. I quickly flipped round and pulled him into the crossface, which he managed to counter and flipped up and went for another spinebuster. I wriggled free and he pushed me on my ass, making his way over to the top turnbuckle. I waited till he was mid-air before rolling away, and as he got to his feet, I nipped up and delivered a sweet Sweet Chin Music. He fell down and stayed down, and I sat on his chest and struck a pose. As easily as that I was back out the zone. Our heads both snapped round as we heard applause from the people who were watching at ringside. I felt my face begin to burn as Peter pulled me to my feet and threw me back against the ropes. I ducked his arm and moonsaulted from the second rope into his arms, were he promptly gave me a slam and covered me for the imaginary one two three.

"Okay guys, quit showing off!" Paul yelled down from where him and Stephanie stood.

Peter, who was panting a little bit, helped me to my feet again. I was still blushing madly, and Peter noticed this. "You don't need to get embarrassed. It is a wrestling show, we're supposed to practise in the ring." He glanced at Paul, who gave him a thumbs up. "No-one expected you to be this good by the way. So trust me, this is great." He peered closer at me, and his mouth fell open in outrage. "You aren't even out of breath!"

I smiled smugly up at him as I flipped over the ropes and walked backwards up the ramp. "It takes more than a little run around the ring to make me pant, baby." Some guys nearby laughed at my crudeness. I realised that no-one would probably be used to my dirty jokes and dirty language. But oh well, they'd just have to learn, I guess. I passed Stephanie, who told me to meet her at Gorilla in an hour when the doors opened.

"Well well well, that was impressive."

Less than a foot away from my locker-room, I didn't stop walking. "Don't be jealous of something you can't afford."

Dave laughed as he leant in the doorway while I gathered all my clothes I would be changing into for the show. "Been here a week and already made quite the impression... what was it I heard there about you getting on your knees and licking someone's-"

"BOOTS!" I cried out in mock indignation, which only made him laugh harder. "Geez, you yanks, what are yeez like? Take everything to heart. If I can't have no fake dirty talk then I ain't gonna have a very happy time in the good ol' US of A." I nodded towards the bathroom. "I gotta shower, I'll only be a minute if you wanna wait?"

He raised his eyebrows. "You wanna lick my boots too?"

I tried to not laugh but couldn't help it. "Okay, good one, nice one liner. Smooth. Now if you don't want to talk to me, get out of here while I get naked. You won't be able to control yourself if you get a look at my beautiful body."

Dave shook his head. "My my, such a dirty mouth for someone so young. Kids these days, now, when I was young-"

I pretended to look shocked. "What's this? You're actually agreeing that you're an old man then?"

His face dropped. "I barely know you yet all I get is abuse."

I bounded over and hugged him playfully. "I'm sorry Davey, I didn't mean anything by it. Please just know that's who I am."

Dave ruffled my hair affectionately. "Alright, I'll forgive you this time. I gotta go but I meant it when I said you were impressive out there, I didn't know you knew how to wrestle at all, never mind like that. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye Dave."

"Bye Marley."

After my shower I washed and dressed and did my hair and make-up all nice. I wanted to look good for my first PPV. Stephanie had the help of other people from Smackdown, RAW and ECW all working with her on this, so I wasn't all that needed. I distributed some schedules and collected some coffee, and also sat in on the final script meeting but other than that, I had free reign to just sit about in the Gorilla for the majority of the show or walk about talking to all the wrestlers. I had been looking for John for about 45 minutes and couldn't find him anywhere. It wasn't work-related, I just wanted to see him to wish him luck in his match tonight. The PPV was well under way and the place was buzzing. Cyber Sunday 09 had been a great PPV so far, and it was gonna be headlined between John Cena and Cody Rhodes. I had met Cody briefly, and we had shared some small talk before I'd wished him luck and went on my way. Cody wasn't winning tonight, which was too bad, cuz he had gotten amazing over the past year.

"Marley." I heard his voice. "Over here."

I turned and grinned and ran up to were John stood. I hugged him tightly and pecked him on the cheek. He wiggled his eyebrows at me playfully.

"Someone seems happy to see me." He teased. I wacked him on the arm playfully.

"I've been looking for you for ages." I pouted, and he pulled me in for a one armed hug. He was already in gear and doing squats, warming up for his upcoming match. "Are you nervous?"

He shook his head. "Nah, just excited." He glanced up at me as he began stretching his legs. "How'd you get on today??"

I quickly laid out how my day had gone. "No biggie. I'm not all that needed because Steph has help running PPVs, not to mention Vince is here, so it's all good. I get free reign to just wander around doing whatever the hell I want as long as I get Steph and Vince coffee every couple of hours."

He chuckled and held out his arm. "Walk me to Gorilla?"

I obliged. "Certainly, Sir."

We made our way to the Gorilla, smiling at everyone we passed. When we got there, Stephanie nodded to John and told him his cue would be in five minutes. Cody was already there with his father whispering encouraging words in his ear.

"You'll do great John." I whispered. He smiled and hugged me once more.

"Be here when I get back?" He asked, and I could see the hint of a blush on his cheeks. "I want to ask you something."

I nodded, feeling slightly confused. "Um, sure, whatever."

Cody left, and in a few moments, John's music began. The moment he walked through the curtain, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Kody Hall standing there.

"Kody!" I screamed, throwing my arms around him. When he only half-heartedly hugged me back, I studied his face in concern, noticing the hollow look in his eyes. "What's happened?"

He took a moment to compose himself, taking a deep breath. He opened his mouth and closed it again a few times. I was getting seriously concerned for his wellbeing when I heard it.

"It's Adele, she slept with Peter."