A/N: I'm taking off for the weekend and figured I'd post one more chapter –two in one day, I know! Hope everyone enjoys their weekend
28: Rumor
09/08/97 –Monday
Week Four
"There is a rumor… that you and Shawn… are together…" Luna said slowly an hour later when the trio had arrived and after Fallon had gone off on her own while Shawn and Hunter went to meet with Vince.
"Wow, so soon? Rumors pick up fast." Fallon wasn't amused with Vince; he had said something about her having no place in the ring last night and sent her packing upon her arrival tonight. JR had informed her that what Vince was really pissed off about was her antics against the Undertaker, even though technically, that was her job.
Women attacking the Deadman… apparently very bad.
'Taker was livid, and that was putting it mildly, especially when he heard the rumors of Fallon and Shawn being a couple. How the hell was that even possible? He supposed he shouldn't be surprised, the bitch was a cock tease and it wasn't truly shocking that she had finally come out about giving up the goods to a man whore like Shawn Michaels.
He threw a chair against the wall as another surge of anger coursed through him, knowing he shouldn't be upset about this but… his pride was injured. She had chosen the wrong man. Come Hell in a Cell, Shawn Michaels would be ended and his pride assuaged.
When work should have been the topic, it was actually her and Shawn. Fallon was both annoyed and amused by it. Shawn was known for his playboy ways and wild reputation, she was known as being an off-limits, semi-wild, devious bitch. Now they were a couple, a topic of interest, whatever.
There was also a betting pool… to see how long they would last. She had had Luna place a bet for her, figuring two weeks was being generous.
"They're not done yet?" She demanded when she returned to Vince's office, sighing when Brisco shook his head no. She could hear yelling inside and smirked.
"She'll do whatever the hell she wants and you can-"
Now she was giggling, hearing both Shawn and Hunter using Shawn's 'suck it' line.
"Now listen, you two no good-" That was Vince, and he sounded royally pissed.
The door swung open and her boys walked out, both looking smug.
"Get back in here! I'm not finished with either of you!" Vince raged, following them out. He watched as Shawn draped an arm around Fallon's shoulder, growling when he then popped his damn gum, again. "All three of you are fined!"
"Put it on our tab, Vinnie." Shawn snorted.
"Wait, why am I fined?" Fallon demanded. "I didn't even do anything!"
"Consider it me fining you in advance because you won't listen!"
"Yeah, you best keeping a running tab." She said with a smirk, wrapping her arm around Shawn's waist and snickered when he popped his gum yet again, seeing Vince gnashing his teeth.
"You know, I think he regrets putting you three together, and now with you two hooked up…" Even Brisco had heard the rumors.
"What! No, no!" Vince slammed the door, disappearing back inside, he was in hell.
Brisco cleared his throat awkwardly.
"Apparently, Vince didn't realize we were together." Shawn laughed, finding that more than amusing and dropped a quick kiss on her lips. "Come on kiddies, we got other fish to go annoy." He stepped away from her and opened the office door. "Hey Vince, just so you know officially, yes we're mating like monkeys."
"Shawn!"
"Shawn!"
"SHAWN!"
Hunter and Fallon were both staring at him and Vince was ready for his heart attack. Smirking, he lifted her right off her feet and began running down the hallway, Vince's pissed off shouts following them.
Fallon kept her head out of Shawn's way as he ran, locked around him tightly just so she wasn't jostled off and was not capable of keeping her laughter in. Vince was probably kicking his own ass for this; he had put himself in hell by partnering them all.
"Okay, hey –we got our own locker room again!" She grinned when he came to a halt at a door, pleased to not find a 'lackey's' sign. "Awesome…" She slipped down to the ground when he stepped inside, eyeballing the set-up. "Hmm… bit cramped…"
Hunter nodded his agreement, but it was definitely better than sharing. "We could always go kick everyone out of the main dressing room…"
"Oh yeah, because after last night, they're going to allow that."
"You know Hunter; I love this new set of balls you're sportin' lately." Shawn commented, wondering when the hell that had happened. "You need to keep 'em."
"Plan on it."
"Good, and I don't mind this room being so small… we'll give Vinnie the night off before hittin' him up on something a bit… more suitable for us." Shawn figured he'd behave for a bit, just a bit, knowing Vince and everyone who had been involved in last night were probably not happy campers. "Bad Blood is the next pay-per-view."
"Good, you got a month to prepare then, don't you?" Fallon said, walking the short length of the room with a slight frown. "I'm going to go grab us some water, you boys want anything else?"
"You should steal the vegetable tray they keep in catering."
"Uh no, Hunt, I won't. I'll get water, no veggies. Unless you want a cucumber?"
He blushed at the implication of that. "Fuck. You."
"Right here sweet cheeks." She snickered, smacking her own ass and laughed when he slapped his face.
Shawn arched an eyebrow. "Frogger, I might take you up on that one later."
Hunter stuffed his fingers in his ears. "Too much info!"
Fallon was giving serious consideration to taking a cucumber back to Hunter, just so she could have the pleasure of watching his face turn a lovely shade of red and hear him sputter at her. She held three bottles of water against her chest, yawning as she surveyed the slim pickings on the table. Ew… she never ate the food here, she knew better, she knew some people didn't wash their hands…
Ew… she had just made herself feel nauseous.
Turning, she nearly dropped the water at the sight of 'Taker, involuntarily taking a step backwards, away from him.
He was simply staring down at her, his face unreadable. She had teased him with that bracelet and made promises he now knew she had never intended on keeping. It really wasn't all that surprising that in the end, she had indeed wound up with Shawn Michaels. She was just another whore.
When Fallon went to sidestep him, he blocked her path, bending down until they were face to face. "I will end his career, Fallon." He informed her in a monotone.
She blanched, unable to say or do anything other than watch him walk away. She was going to attribute all this to the fact that he disliked Shawn and not because it had anything to do with her. She liked it that way. She had also noted that 'Taker's head was a bit bruised from where he had gotten whacked with the knucks last night.
Of course, Shawn had his own bruises and a cut beneath his eye. Those bastards were going to just wind up killing each other. Shaking away the willies, she headed back to the locker room, her mood now ruined.
"You don't look happy anymore."
"Yeah, you don't, why not?"
Shawn frowned when Fallon didn't say anything right away, walking over to gently lift her chin with his hand, forcing her to meet his eyes. Just by the look in hers, he knew something had happened, and had a sinking feeling she had run into someone. He had a feeling he knew who.
"What did he say?" Hunter asked finally.
"That he's going to end Shawn's career." She said after a moment, looking back and forth between the guys. Hunter was paling under his tan while Shawn was beginning to look both concerned and pissed off. Wrapping her arms around herself, she took a step back in case Shawn decided to explode. Funny, she hadn't been freezing until that encounter with the Undertaker.
"End my career?" Shawn growled, clenching his fists tightly at his sides. "I don't know what the hell that man's deal is but he needs to remember just who the hell I am." He had been through it all, seen it all, done it all; apparently 'Taker was forgetting he wasn't just some nameless jobber. He walked over to pull Fallon against him, kissing her forehead. "Don't you worry Frogger, he ain't going to do jackshit besides run his mouth. He's just blowin' smoke out of his ass and he's bitter 'cause he didn't get what he wanted."
They all knew what he meant by that but none of them were saying it.
Fallon pretty much kept her ass by his side for the night, speaking very little, more lost in thought than anything. When Hunter announced it was time for his match, she smirked, working on getting her game face on. "Rocky, right?"
He nodded.
She really hoped for the rookie's sake, he minded his manners. Unless, of course, he wanted to taste his nutsack again.
The problem was, they never made it to the ring. The Nation attacked them on the ramp way and Fallon backed the hell off when she seen Rocky was carrying a lead pipe, which was what she had used on him. Turnabout was not fair play and she let out a sigh of relief when Shawn came running from the back.
"You don't learn do you?" She demanded when Rocky branched off from the fight to approach her. "You're going to get hurt, junior."
Farooq mentally rolled his eyes when that pair began their own little dance. Fallon bobbing up and down out of harm's way as Rocky tried removing her head from her shoulders with that pipe. He was not surprised in the slightest when the idiot got his junk broken for the second time in less than twenty four hours.
"Just leave me the hell alone already!" She ordered, putting boots to Rocky's ribs, having kicked away the pipe.
The referee was trying to get them all in the damn ring, wondering when Vince would start enforcing their supposed power.
The lights went out, bells tolling and everyone froze. Lights flashed for a moment, revealing the Undertaker standing directly behind Fallon. She slowly turned around, her mouth dropping open.
"Fallon!" Shawn left D'Lo, heading for the pair.
'Taker wrapped his hand in her hair, jerking her towards him just before the lights went out again. When the lights came on again, and stayed on, Fallon and the Undertaker were both gone.
Exchanging looks, Hunter and Shawn abandoned their fight with the Nation and headed backstage. The rookie could have the win via forfeit, not that he would feel like celebrating much given his current situation.
Okay, so I also left it at a cliff-hanger. I do that occasionally...
