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Nicole adjusted her seatbelt and turned to face Phil, who was sitting on the passenger seat. She backed out of the parking lot, asking, "And where exactly is Miss Kelly?"

"It's so weird calling her that," Phil commented, chuckling, "Uhh, she texted me. Here." He passed over his cell phone to Nikki, who took a moment to figure out where they were heading before giving it back.

"Awesome." She glanced at Phil curiously, as she was driving, and added, "Why is it weird? Calling her Kelly."

"Oh. Well, we...well, at least me, only do it on television. Her name is Barbie, or Barbs," he explained.

"Fitting," replied Nikki, smiling a little.

"Hey, what are you all smirky about? You're as much a 'Barbie' as anyone else I know," pointed out Phil.

Nikki gave him a mock shocked look, before laughing, "True enough. It's better now; you should have seen me back in high school."

"Oh I'm certain we wouldn't have gotten along," stated Phil with a snort.

"Is that so? Why?"

"I wasn't the nicest kid around back then."

Nicole restrained herself from laughing, but the corners of her lips were almost curved, as she glanced at him, saying, "Really? Wow. That's so shocking, considering what a gentleman you are now!"

Phil shot her a dark look, "Ha ha." He took a moment to look out the window, as they were nearing the gas station Kelly told him she would be at. Sure enough, in a few seconds, he spotted her, "There she is."

Nicole looked toward the direction he was pointing, and stopped right in front of the other blonde. Phil rolled down his window, poking his head out, "Hey you. How many times have I told you not to travel alone?"

Kelly laughed, "Whatever, shut up, Punk. Uhm, can you open the trunk? I have a suitcase and a duffel bag with me."

"Yeah sure. Nik?" Phil asked, as she nodded, and did as was requested.

"Thanks!" came Kelly's reply.

After the luggage was safely inside the trunk, Kelly returned, and took a place in the back seat of the car. She sent a smile towards the two of them, before looking at Nikki in particular, saying, "Oh my god, I completely forgot Punk's here to see you. Uhm, hi! I'm Kelly, Barbie, whatever you wanna call me. Nice to meet you!"

Nicole smiled back at her, and took the hand the other blonde was extending, "Hey. Pleasure to meet you too. I'm Nicole...Valentine. Uhm...I...have no other names." She laughed, shrugging. "Where am I going, guys?"

Phil shrugged, "Barbs? Where we heading?"

"Oh, I'm staying at a friend's place downtown. Here's the address," Kelly pulled out a scrunched up piece of paper, handing it over to Nikki.

"Awesome, thanks!"

Phil turned a little to speak to Kelly, "What are you doing here, anyway? Don't you have to be at Kansas City tomorrow for the taping?"

"Yeah, but I had to stop by here. A family friend, it's complicated. I'l fly in to the taping tomorrow . . . hopefully," replied Kelly. "Besides, you're here too!"

"Not by choice," he smirked, glancing at Nikki, "She held a gun to my temple and threatened me to be here."

Kelly laughed, while Nicole rolled her eyes, smirking, "Oh nice, make the poor girl think I'm some psycho."

"Oh you don't have to worry too much about that; I know all about you," replied Kelly, as Nicole punched Phil's arm lightly.

Nikki frowned a little, asking, "Really? How come?"

"Punk talks about you all the time," explained Kelly. "It's almost annoying. I mean, even the few times he took me out, he didn't talk about me, but somehow we always ended up chattering about you."

At this point, Nicole's eyebrows rose slightly, as she glanced at Phil briefly, before turning her attention back to the road, "I didn't know you guys dated."

Kelly's eyes widened slightly, as she realised that she may have unintentionally revealed too much. She quickly added, "Oh I wouldn't say we 'dated'. We just, uhm, went out a few times. I'm sorry, I thought you'd know."

Phil cleared his throat, adding, "Yeah, that one's on me. I sort of forgot to mention it."

Nikki shrugged, "Don't worry about it. No big deal, right?"

Her question was met by a murmer of agreement. The rest of the ride was slightly more tense, but filled with idle chatter nonetheless, until they finally dropped Kelly off at her friend's place. After that, Nicole was going to drive back to her hotel, and Phil was supposed to start driving to Kansas City.

Halfway to the hotel, Phil sent a sideway glance to Nikki, asking, "You okay?"

She nodded, "Yep. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know. You're very quiet."

"I'm driving; don't wanna die tonight," joked Nikki.

He smiled, before pointing out, "Didn't stop you from chit-chatting before."

Nikki sent him a brief look, and shrugged, "I don't know this way as well."

"Of course . . . carry on."

Once they reached the hotel, Phil asked Nicole to park in the visitor's parking, before accompanying her upstairs. Once they reached her room, she turned to face him, while leaning against the door. Nicole pouted, saying, "I wish you could stay."

"I know, me too," replied Phil, reaching over to pull her closer. He glanced briefly at his cell phone clock, "I could spare a few hours."

"I know, but I can't. I'm supposed to room with someone," Nikki explained.

"Oh. Who is it?"

Nicole shrugged her shoulders, "My guess is as good as yours. It was supposed to be Michelle, but like I said, she's on Smackdown now; she left a few hours ago. Stephanie said she'll assign someone else to the room."

"Oh. Bummer. I guess I'll see you over the weekend?" Phil asked.

"Yeah, definitely." She stood on her toes, and pressed a kiss to his lips. Phil pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.

"Uhm . . . wow. Hi guys."

Nikki pulled away abruptly, glancing to her left, only to see Maria standing there, with a suitcase on one hand, and a key card on the other. Nicole frowned, saying, "Hey. What are you doing here?"

"I think you're blocking the way to my room," explained Maria.

"Oh . . . oh. Well, this is just great," said Nicole, as she realised what that meant. She moved away from the door, adding, "I guess we're roomies!"

"Oh, yay!" Maria said. "Hey Phil."

"Hey. How are you?" he asked, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly.

"I'm great. Fantastic. Just a little tired though, so . . . I'm gonna go to bed now. Good night!"

"'night!" replied Phil, just as Maria nodded at the both of them and closed the door. He turned to look at Nicole, whose expression was unreadable. "You're not going to kill each other, are you?"

Nikki snorted, "I make no promises!" She smiled, "No, I think we'll be fine. I'm just so exhausted right now."

"Yeah," Phil gave Nikki a curious look, adding, "Are you okay?"

"You keep asking me that. I'm fine. Do I look not okay?" asked Nicole.

"No . . . it's just that, you got a little tense around Kelly," explained Phil. When Nicole was about to retort, he stopped her, adding quickly, "I just want you to know, there's absolutely nothing going on between us. We're just two friends, work buddies, if you will."

Nikki smiled, "I know. I didn't say I think otherwise, did I?"

"No, but you have that look about you . . . there's something bothering you," he stated, eyes focused intently on her.

"There's nothing bothering me. Promise."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, although at this rate, I'm starting to think maybe I should be suspicious," commented Nikki.

"No, you really shouldn't. I don't do crap like that. You know that."

"I know," Nikki reached over to hug him, whispering in his ear, "I'm not mad about you and Kelly. I know you're just friends. And it's all good. I promise."

Phil hugged her back, "Good. Well, I guess I'll let you go to sleep now."

"Yep, good night. Have a safe trip!"

Phil waved at her, before he left. Nicole waited until the elevator doors closed, before turning and going into her room. Inside, Maria had already changed into her pajamas and was brushing her teeth in the bathroom. Nicole nodded at her in acknowledgement, before she started changing herself. Once Maria was done, she came out, and headed to her bed, with a book in hand. She spared Nicole a glance, and said, "I'm surprised I didn't see you guys at the bar."

Nikki frowned, and stopped at the door of the bathroom, toothbrush at hand, "We went out for dinner. Why would we go to the bar?"

"Oh, I just figured you guys would hang out with Miz, that's all," explained Maria.

Nikki raised an eyebrow, "Mike wasn't here tonight. He left to Omaha earlier today."

Maria shook her head slowly, "I'm pretty sure that was Miz tonight at the bar."

"It can't be. Why would he tell me he's leaving, then?" asked Nikki, the question more rhetorical than anything.

Maria shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe you misunderstood, or he made a mistake."

Nikki looked thoughtful for a minute, before she said, "I guess so."

Despite her attempt at nonchalance, as Nicole lay in bed later that night, she couldn't help but think that Mike was purposely avoiding her and lying to her. It shouldn't bother her too much, but that didn't change the fact that it did, a lot. She glanced sideways to see that Maria was fast asleep, and almost snorted. Out of all the people that she could have had to room with, it had to be Maria. Well, so far everything was going well; she just hoped Stephanie didn't make a habit of putting them together.

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A/N:

I suppose I should just accept the fact that my updating speed isn't the same. So sorry for that guys, but I promise you not to abandon the story!

Let me know what you thought of this chapter!

Also, check out my other Punk story, BSD! It's a bit different from this one, but who knows, you might like it! =)

xoxo, Lillian