A/N: Musi are back and rarin' to go so lets get started shall we. Thank you to all my reviewers, and yes I am feeling a little bit better so the updates should start to flow more often.
Fiona sat in her kitchen the next morning staring at her computer. The cursor blinked slowly before her eyes and her hands laid limply on the key board. Her mind was swirling over the night before, thoughts of Mark and Glen fighting for dominance in her mind. She couldn't stop from comparing them. Mark was dark, dangerous and everything that her mother had warned her about. Glen on the other hand, he was pure sin. He could bend her to his will easily, but he was caring and compassionate. Something that not many men could boast of this day in age. Axel and Slash were laying on the floor close together and in between them laid Asher, his head on Axel's paws and his back paws draped over Slash's.
In her heart she knew that she had to confess to Glen what had happened between her and Mark. Judging by how he had acting towards them when he found them alone she guessed that Mark hadn't told him that they slept together. Either that or Glen didn't mind sloppy seconds. With a growl she snapped her lap top closed. She couldn't believe that she had just referred to herself as sloppy seconds. What in the hell was wrong with her? She stalked around the kitchen, debating on the correct way to tell Glen about her and Mark. Not that she wanted to be with Mark. She wanted Glen, she knew that with all her heart. She felt she could trust Glen and that meant more than mind blowingly awesome sex. But still in the back of her mind she couldn't help but picture Mark naked, driving into her and panting her name out as he climaxed.
She let out another growl as she stormed up the stairs. Her mind was too far gone for her to get any work done, so she turned to her other vice. Jogging. Quickly she changed into some sweats and a sweat shirt, then laced up her running shoes. She braided her hair and stretched in front of her window for minute before she headed down the stairs. Both dogs looked up at her and thumped their tails half heartedly as she headed over to the back door. She slid it open and took a deep breath of the cold air, relishing the sting of it as it filled her lungs. With a grim grin she stepped out onto the porch and stretched one more time before she jogged down the steps.
She really didn't know the lay out of her property but decided that now was as good as time as any to find out. She headed North, leaping a small stream easily and heading into the woods that bordered her property. They weren't dense but the cold weather had made branches brittle and they cracked as she jogged past, leaving a clear trail as to where she had been. In the back of her mind she liked that fact, it gave her a way to find her way home. The deeper she jogged the darker and more over grown the small trail she had been following became. She stopped in a clearing and leaned against one of the trees to catch her breath. All around her she heard the sound of life, a twittering bird, the sound of the wind in the trees. And then it all stopped. It was as if someone had put the world on mute. Something wasn't right and she felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up.
Then from somewhere on her right came a low growling. Slowly she turned and seen a scrawny wolf staring at her. It's eyes glittered dangerously in the low light of the woods and she felt her heart beating a mile a minute. She stood stock still and watched as it came closer, circling her like an opponent in the ring. With a howl it lept at her and she closed her eyes, preparing herself for a slow painful death. Instead a second growl rent the air and she opened her eyes to see Axel launching himself at the wolf. The two animals tussled around on the ground for a few minutes until the wolf died with a haunting death howl. Axel stood over the kill, the wolf's throat still held between his teeth.
Cautiously she approached the dog, talking lowly to him. Axel turned his attention to Fiona and dropped the wolf, bounding over to her and covering her face with kisses. With a sob she threw her arms around Axel's throat and hugged the dog tight, thanking whatever god was watching her for sending him after her. Still she knew that she had to be careful, the wolf could have had rabies. Wild animals only attacked when ill or when they were protecting their young. That thought stopped her dead and she walked over to the wolf's carcass slowly, hoping that it was just hunger that drove it attack. Her heart sank when she seen the teats engorged. With a sigh she started to look around for the litter, there was no way she could leave them out to fend for themselves. Mentally she condemned herself for caring so much.
It didn't take long to find the hiding place, it was just outside the clearing. Two pups were playing just outside of a hole while a third one lay just inside. She snapped a twig and the pups looked up at her. They sat down on their haunches and tilted their heads to look at her. They didn't look to be very old, maybe three months at the most. She stopped and knelt down, her hand outstretched hoping that their natural curiosity outweighed their aggressive nature. The bigger of the two that were playing crept over and sniffed her hand. Axel sat down next to her and watched the proceedings quietly, almost as if he was waiting for a moment to attack.
The pup licked her hand and she tentatively scratched behind its ears. The other pup wandered over and sniffed at her too, then put both front paws up on her knee and licked her face. The third pup never moved and Fiona started to fear that maybe it was too late to save that one. She stood back up and walked over to where it lay. Her suspicions were confirmed, the third pup was dead. A tear rolled down her cheek and she turned away, wishing that she had something to bury it with. She didn't and with a heavy heart she knew that she had to head to home. With a whistle to Axel she turned towards the way she came.
She started back the way she came, Axel trotting along besides her and the pups following him. The walk back seemed to take forever and each time she heard something she whirled around, expecting for another wolf to come leaping at them. However she soon seen the back yard and let out a sigh as Axel bounded ahead of her, barking happily as Slash came out and sniffed them both over. She had a moment of fear when Slash sniffed the wolf pups over, his back was rigid and his hackles were raised. However when the largest pup rolled over onto it's back and laid there in the submissive position Slash's stance calmed down. She stood there and watched transfixed as her two dogs romped through the yard with the pups. They came back over and she petted Slash's head before she headed into the house, still shaking but happy to be alive. Her phone beeped pitifully from it's place on the counter and she walked over and flipped it open, wondering who had called her. She called her voice-mail and waited for it load, grabbing a glass of water as she waited.
"Fi, darling. I don't know what you're doing but I have some wonderful news for you. Despite what happened last time between you and Jimmy Kimmel he has agreed to have you back on the show to promote your new book. Says that the last time you were on, you drove ratings through the roof. Call me when you get this, the show is tomorrow and they need an answer by tonight. Love ya girlie....Cherry"
Fiona replayed the message and shook her head. Was Cherry mad? Did she not remember what had happened between her and Kimmel? How could she even think that Fiona would agree to that. So what if she drove ratings through the roof. The more she thought about it, the better the idea seemed to become. For one it got her away from Glen and Mark, and two she could always assault Kimmel again if he crossed the line. With a grin she picked up the phone and called Cherry, accepting the spot. If she had known who else was going to be there she would have turned it down. But like they say, hind sight is twenty-twenty.
Fiona sat nervously in a chair in the green room. Jimmy had already been in to see her and offered the olive branch, a smile on his face and one hand behind his back. She knew she couldn't trust him, and started to question her reason for showing up. According to Jimmy's assistant she was the second guest on that night so it gave her plenty of time to get her head around what she was going to say and do depending on what road Jimmy took. She figured that he would start in with the sex jokes and wrap up with asking her to jump for him. With a smirk she thought about acting like she would and then just blast him in the mouth. Her day dream was interrupted by the assistant knocking on the door and telling her that it was time.
She straightened her skirt and looked in the mirror one last time before joining the balding little man in the hallway. He looked her up and down and gave her the thumbs up and a wink. Fiona then took a deep breath and followed him to the side of the set, mentally readying herself for what was to come. From her spot she couldn't see the set so she didn't know who the first guest was until she stepped out in front of the crowd. Her mouth dropped open when she seen John Cena sitting on the couch with Mickie James besides him. She barely heard Jimmy introduce her and forgot to wave. Instead she pointed at John and mouthed 'you'. To cover the awkward moment Mickie jumped up and hugged her tight with a squeal.
"So I see that you know Ms. Daegan." Jimmy said with a grin, he loved seeing his guests squirm.
"Of course, we've met a couple of times." Mickie gushed as she lead Fiona over to the couch. "She's my favorite author. Beth's too."
"Interesting. Speaking of writing, don't you have a new book out Ms. Daegan?" Jimmy smiled, making the fear in Fiona's stomach spiral out of control.
"Yea. It's called 'Diamond in the Rough'." She said with a strained smile.
"Is this one of your 'alternative' love stories?" Jimmy made finger quotes around the word alternative and Fiona sighed, knowing right where this was heading.
"As a matter of fact it is not. This is more a traditional romance. In other words, woman on man loving."
"I have one question, how do you write man on man loving? That seems too gross for words. Woman on woman isn't too bad, lets face it a man will watch an all woman porn, but do women actually like reading man on man?"
"You tell me, I'm one of the national bestsellers. So what do you think?"
"I think that woman are perverted creatures, wanting read about a man licking another man. It's a travesty."
"There is nothing wrong with it....." Fiona started to get angry and her voice rose slightly.
"Let's move on shall we. I think I threw up a little in my mouth. So I heard you moved recently, from Michigan to Tennessee. Any reason for the move?"
"No, I needed a change of pace that's all."
"Interesting fact, alot of the TNA wrestlers are from Michigan."
"So?"
"Do you watch TNA Ms. Daegan?"
"Ocassionally.....but I don't see what that has to do with anything."
"What I find interesting is that even though you moved you still ended up next a wrestler." Jimmy's smile got even wider and Fiona felt her heart stop beating.
"You went from living next to one Kevin Nash to living next to one of the most feared men in the WWE. Kane. Now tell me, what is it like living next to the Big Red Monster?"
"I don't really know him that well..." She hedged.
"Well let's fix that shall we."
Jimmy pulled a phone close to him and started to dial. Part of Fiona wanted to run as fast as she could, but another part of her wondered if it was just some sort of joke being pulled by Jimmy. After all, it wasn't as if Glen's number was in the phone book. Ringing soon filled the air and she fidgeted in her chair nervously, her mind whirling faster on each ring.
"Hello?" Came the growled response.
"Mr. Kane?" Jimmy said pleasantly.
"Who the hell is this?" Fiona dropped her head to hands as Glen's voice grew more agitated.
"Jimmy Kimmel. I've had the pleasure of talking with your brother, The Undertaker. How are you this evening?"
"Is this a joke?"
"Of course not. Actually I'm calling to introduce you to your neighbor. One F. Daegan." You could have heard a pin drop and Fiona felt Mickie squeezing her hand tightly.
"This has to be a joke."
"It's not. In fact if you turn on ABC you'll see that I'm telling the truth. She sitting here with me right now. Well not with me, more like between one John Cena and one Mickie James. You do know those two don't you?" There was silence and Fiona swore she heard the sound of the a tv being turned on in the background.
"SONVABITCH!" The call ended and Jimmy blinked at the sudden harsh sound of the dial tone.
"Apparently he's not a of your fans. And we'll be right back."
They cut to commerical and Fiona jumped to her feet and paced the set. Jimmy had wisely left for the break and watching from the wings. With a smile he watched as John got to his feet and pulled Fiona into a tight hug. A stage hand was about to announce that they were coming back, but Jimmy silenced him and just turned the cameras on. On the screen were John and Fiona hugging tightly as she cried on his shoulder. With a cough Jimmy took his seat and motioned to the cameras.
"We're back on guys."
Fiona felt herself finally snap and she launched herself over the desk at Jimmy, taking him to the floor and smashing her fist into his nose repeatedly. He treid to move away but she was relentless and it took both John and Mickie to pull her off. The show ended with her glaring at the bleeding and crying man.
Back in Tennessee
Mark watched with his mouth open as she attacked the host. Glen had stormed into the room on the cordless and switched channels on him. He had went to protest but was cut off when Fiona popped on the screen. Glen had yelled and threw the phone against the wall, shattering it instantly. Not good. He had then stalked from the room and Mark heard a door slam from somewhere above him. Thankfully he hadn't seen John and Fiona hugging. If he had Mark had the feeling that Vince would be planning the funeral of John Cena turned the tv off after the show ended and watched the screen blankly. He knew that there was no way he could ever tell Glen had happened between him and Fiona but he also knew that he wouldn't be able to keep his hands to himself around her either.
As his mind worked furiously on a solution Glen was stalking around his room, embarrassed and angry at the same time. Hurriedly he pulled on some warm clothes and headed back down stairs, by passing Mark without so much as a word. He hurried across the field between his and Fiona's home and let himself in the side door that he knew she never locked. He lowered himself down onto the couch and made himself comfortable. He was going to be the first person she saw when she got home, and she had some serious explaining to do.