AN: Well now I'm adding a threesome to the mix. *sigh* I give up with these muses. Hunter muse now wants Stephanie muse and Chyna muse to himself.

After making sure her surrogate brother was asleep, she locked eyes with her husband. "You're going to go talk to her?" She didn't even have to ask her newly married husband who he meant.

"Yes, hopefully she'll still be down there." Hopefully she can do this without being powerbombed. What she and Hunt did to her was wrong and it ate at them, well Hunter more than her.

"Want me to come down with you?" she rolled her eyes, she wasn't as helpless as she was when they first got together. Her husband and brothers made sure she can hold her own in a wrestling match.

"No, our boy needs you more right now, besides I broke the code so it's time for me to make amends." Her husband looked adorably clueless.

"The female code. Basically is that we are not supposed to steal another womans man." He sighed, as he raked a hand through his shoulder length locks. He pulled her in for a deep kiss and put his hand over her still flat stomach.

"If you can bring her up here to talk, I miss her." Any other woman and she'd be jealous, not to mention be crazy possessive. But Joanie has a piece of Hunter's heart that he never got back. Besides she'd be lying if she said she wasn't attracted to the older woman.

"I'll try, I can't make any guarantees." She quickly got dressed in her pantsuit from earlier. Grabbed her wallet and made her way down to the bar. She stopped in her tracks as she got a good look at the taller, older woman. Her long hair was pulled back into a bun, she wore black slacks and a sleeveless 'Marriott' uniform top. Her tanned face had minimal makeup on. She looked beautiful. She shook herself out of her daze, while she is Bi-sexual, she is a married woman for one. For two she'd be lucky to make it through this conversation unscathed.

Seeing her father there talking with her, at least calmed her nerves somewhat. She walked over to there and put on her best 'McMahon' sneer in the face of the brief scowl on Joanie's face.

"Baby girl what are you doing down here?" Her father asked as he gave up his stool for her.

"I heard Joanie was here and needed to come speak to her." She ignored the glare from the woman, she'll face it like the grown woman she is.

"I have nothing to say to you princess!" Joanie said crossing her arms across her ample chest.

"It's about Shawn." Coward! She cursed herself, but apparently it was better to start at that point.

"I have it covered, Joanie here has agreed to return to the WWE for a limited run." Vince told her gently.

"That's what I was coming down here for. Daddy we will have words in the morning though!" She'll blame the pregnancy hormones for that.

"Hart!" Joanie spat the name with the same venom she felt towards the man she used to look up to as an older brother. Until he broke her favorite 'surrogate' brother's heart.

"Baby girl, leave Bret alone. Let him and Shawn work things out...or not!" Her daddy backpedaled at glares she and Joanie leveled on him.

"I'll go back to my suite...yep that is safest place to be right now!" Yeah up there with his loverboy! Stephanie inwardly sneered. She knew about daddy's and mommy's arrangement. But Bitchoff of all men!

"Love you daddy!" She called after him.

"What do you really want to discuss...Stephanie?" Well at least she sounded calmer. She spotted Eddie and Chris hovering not to far away.

"I can't believe I'm saying this...I'm sorry for how things went down. I'm not sorry for falling in love with him, but we never should've went behind your back." She felt tears prick her eyes as this was the hardest thing she had to say.

Joanie motioned Eddie and Chris to stay where they were. She observed the gorgeous woman in front of her; From her long brunette hair, curvy body, and classic good looks she can see why...Paul fell for her. Hell she'd be lying if she said she didn't find her attractive back before she quit the WWF as it was called back then.

The betrayal she felt when she found those love letters in his bag cut her deep. Made her question her own self worth. And then the explosive argument that followed boiled down to what she refused to give him, and what this woman was willing to give him. Children, Paul wanted children. He never understood the mental and emotional abuse her mom put her and her siblings through.

She silently mulled through the younger woman's apology. One she never thought she'd ever receive from this woman. On the one hand the hurt ran too deep for just words alone. But the woman's body language told her she meant her words. She is going to tell this woman what she felt, and decide from there.

"Do you know what it's like to be so in love with a man, so wrapped up in him that your world revolves around him?" She asked the girl who flinched but otherwise didn't deny her words.

"Then when he is required to act out a storyline with a beautiful woman, trusting him to not betray you. Then finding out that they made the storyline real. Then breakup over the fact that he wanted children and I didn't!" The tears she saw coursing down the other woman's cheeks were real. She refused to feel bad though, she needed to hear this.

"I'll cover the rest of your shift Joanie." She turned to her friend, the one who is a granddaughter of JW Marriott and nodded as she went and punched out. She came back out and saw Stephanie looked slightly more composed.

"Come up to my penthouse Suite, we need to air everything out please?" The hesitance in this unshakable woman's voice thawed her out slightly.

"Everything ok Mamacita?" She nodded to Eddie, He Chris and Vickie were her rocks when everything fell apart.

"I'll be fine, you and Chris go spend some alone time together. Besides I'm stronger now than I was back then." Eddie didn't look convinced and seemed about to say something derogatory to Stephanie but Chris pulled him away.

They got in the elevator and rode up in an uncomfortable silence. When they got to the second to last floor they walked to the last penthouse on the left.

"He still loves you by the way." Stephanie softly confided to her. "How do you feel about that?" Because if Stephanie wasn't ok with it, she'll go back to her own penthouse one floor up. She wasn't going to get involved in any spats.

"Anyone else and they'd be put down, but you've occupied his heart from day one. I also respect you as a woman, and would like us to be...on good terms if not friends." Joanie considered the other woman's words, while she didn't say she liked the idea, she clearly accepted it as fact.

"Well let's get this over with." She decided as Stephanie unlocked the door with her key card.

After his wife headed downstairs he considered raiding the wet bar. Normally he never had more than two drinks in social settings. Between Scott, Sean, and Shawn he and Kevin had to be the ones who made sure they got back to the right rooms. He was almost tempted to call Kevin and see if he and Scott would be willing to return to the WWE. He knew the answer though. Scott is struggling with Sobriety. While Kevin would return to keep Shawn safe from Hart; Shawn would feel bad about keeping Kevin away from Scott.

He flopped down on the couch as he thought of his beautiful ex. He never not thought of her, particularly the soul deep pain he caused her. Joanie was his constant companion, the first woman he considered a monogamous relationship with. He wanted to marry her at one point just before the storyline from hell. Yes her stubborn refusal to have children with him was a constant source of strife, but he wanted to work through it with her.

He knew she was scared deep down of being a mother. She didn't realize it about him, but he did understand where she was coming from. Truth is she'd make a fantastic mom, if she ever gave herself the chance. Not that he'd ever like the eventual prick that would give her children...Nope he's a selfish bastard when it comes to the two women he's ever loved. Sean is damned lucky Joanie rejected him.

He turned on the t.v and flipped through the channels, not really paying attention to what was on t.v., his mind was on his beautiful wife, his princess. He really should've gone down there with her. His mental wandering stopped as the door opened. In walked the first two loves of his life. He noticed that Stephanie had been crying, and that Joanie looked tense and resigned.

"Joanie.." His words failed him. Joanie looked nervous too, but Stephanie cleared her throat. "I already spoke my peace, It's Pauls turn." Stephanie walked over to the fridge and got out a bottle of water and sat next to him on the couch.

"I never intended to make the storyline real." He decided to start with that, he watched as Joanie also grabbed a bottle of water and sat down in the matching chair opposite them.

"Neither one of us did, I really did fight the feeling building up inside my heart for him. But you know him, it's hard not to fall in love with him." Paul saw the nod Joanie gave at his wife's words. A selfish idea struck him then, why not try out a threesome with them. He and Stephanie already discussed this before things blew up the way they did.

"It didn't help that I didn't want children at the time." He shared a look with his wife who nodded with a smile.

"Come here Joanie." He used the tone that always got her to do as he wanted.

"Please come here!" Stephanie asked. Joanie got up and stiffly sat on his lap like she used to do. He ignored his hardon, as now was not the time for hormones. He listened as Joanie told her side of the story. He hugged her to himself as she told how bad she really got. When she told how Guerrerro and Benoit helped her through the worst of it. He made a mental note to thank them. Not that he wasn't jealous but he was the one who hurt her.

"Shh...It's ok honey! You'll never have to go through that again. We want you to join us." Stephanie wrapped her arms around Joanie who looked stunned.

"Before everything went down we talked about forming a three way relationship with you."

Shawn bit his lip as he listened to the conversation going on in the 'downstairs' living room of the penthouse. His fists clenched as he heard what Joanie went through after her break up with Hunt. He should've tried to keep in touch, let her know that he's still her friend. But he was still wrapped up in his own heartbreak.

When they started talking about a threesome between them he headed back to the other bed. At least things will work out for H and Stephanie. Not to mention Joanie will be back in the WWE where she belongs.

His mind went back to his encounter with Bret, now that he cried out the majority of his feelings, he can process what his exes return means for him. Because he had to face it, he and Bret always had a strong chemistry together. He knew Vince will want them to interact next week. If it was before he befriended his current tag team partner, he'd be all for it.

That's another thing to consider, John Cena maybe twelve years younger than him; but he was more mature in many ways than he could ever be. Not to mention ….Abs! What he would dare any red blooded woman or man to deny that those abs are lickable. He shook those thoughts off, the kid deserved more than he could give him at this time.

The last relationship he had, scared him off when it ended. He wasn't sure when or if he'd ever want to try again. He gave Bret his all, and look where it got him. It took him a while to forgive Mark for his role in everything. John is a good person, who'll make some poor lucky bastard really happy. He ignored the green beast that threatened to rear it's ugly head at his thoughts. Particularly when they wandered back to John showing up in the bar with Randy Orton.

He sighed as he tried to remind himself that John didn't belong to him. That he could date whomever he wanted. The truth is he wanted to be that lucky bastard. Shawn gave a jaw cracking yawn as he fell back to sleep.

Randy couldn't sleep, not for lack of trying. No the bed he is lying on isn't in the right room. The arms he's in aren't the ones he really wants to be in. He sighed, he's just going to have to get used to being without Batista.

If Batista wants to sleep with other diva's that's fine with him. He could fucking do as he wishes. He's tired of not being allowed the same consideration. Not that he wanted any of the Diva's, or most of the men he works with. No he knew who he wanted, he wanted nothing more than to be the animals 'mate'. Who ever coined the phrase 'we alway want the most, what we can't have.' nailed it.

But the man doesn't want to consider a relationship with his 'annoying kid brother who always gets into trouble'. He refuses to be compartmentalized as the one who is good enough to room with, but not a sexual relationship.

And yet, even he has noticed the jealousy Batista shows to anyone Randy so much as talks too. Like John Cena, he turned and looked at his handsome best friend. He knew John has a thing for Shawn Michaels. He also noticed the jealous look Shawn shot him when he came in with John.

"Don't even think about it!" John opened his eyes and looked at him with a raised brow.

"Think about what?" He asked innocently.

"Using me to make Batista jealous." Randy pouted.

"But it could help with your situation!" Randy pointed out. Not that this approach ever worked, but it was better than doing nothing.

"I do not need to be Batistabombed into next week!" Randy sighed, John had a point though. But John is the only one who could stand toe to toe with Batista.

"Bret's on another level than I could ever hope to be!" Randy snorted at that.

"Yes and no!" Randy decided to correct his Gryffindor friend's erroneous assumption.

"Yes he is a legend, yes he has the advantage of being Shawn's ex lover...But he also broke his heart." He then told his friend what he knew of what went down several years back.

"Yeah it's impossible for him to want to try again." Randy shook his head.

"You have to show him that you are different than him. Plus you cannot be afraid to get your hands dirty. " Or not Randy mentally backpedaled.

"I can't believe I'm considering this. I have two rules." Randy mentally quashed his sense of victory.

"One. this is for show only, kissing and light petting only." Randy nodded.

"Two. Public only, when we get back to our rooms it stops." That's perfectly fine with him. He has a man to win over.

Batista gave up sleeping after an hour. He couldn't knowing Randy was in Cena's room doing who knows what! He sighed, the brief dream he had earlier put some things in perspective.

DREAM FLASHBACK

"You're back early" Randy purred from his spot on the king sized bed. Naked as the day he was born, slowly, firmly stoking his delicious looking cock. Batista made quick work of his wrestling gear as he prowled over to the bed and stood taking in the wide eyed look on his 'mate's' face as he took in his size.

"Like what you see Randy!" Randy nodded as he let his straining erection go, and crawled to the edge of the bed…

END DREAM FLASHBACK

So the question is what does he do about it. What does it make him? He sighed he couldn't go into this blindly. He doesn't even know what he feels for his younger friend. He needed to work out some of his frustrations, thankfully the hotel gym was open 24/7 to WWE superstars. He grabbed his workout clothes and room key, and headed to the gym.

He wasn't the only one there, he saw Bret Hart about to hit the bench. Not seeing anyone there to spot him, he goes over to spot the older man.

"Need a spotter?" A gruff voice asked, Bret looked up and saw the massive man from earlier who acted jealous towards one of the young kids who flocked to his ex lover.

"Sure." He said not wanting to risk injury, he knew he was supposed to have a spotter at certain machines. Running into his ex earlier threw him off.

"Couldn't sleep?" He asked as he added to 45 lb weights on either end. He kept it relatively light to start.

"To put it mildly." Was the gruff reply as he leaned back, made sure his grip was balanced and slowly started lifting. He listened as the giant man counted his reps.

"Dave Batista." Dave introduced. "Bret Hart"

"Switch?" He asked Dave who nodded.

"So what's got you working out at 3 am?" Bret asked, normally he didn't involve himself in others affairs, but he didn't have a single ally here.

"I assume you saw the tension between me Cena and Randy." Bret nodded making note of the way the big guy spoke of Randy.

"Well up until tonight Randy and I were in the same stable…" Bret listened on as the big guy relayed his tale. He chuckled, the poor guy is bi and didn't realize it. But seriously powerbombing your crush through benches?

"You and I have a lot in common." He then relayed his own tale of how he wooed his heartbreaker, and how he broke the kids heart and got his own broken in return.

"Hunter said you just used Shawn for your pleasure and then discarded him when you were done!" He winced as his callous words to his ex were thrown back in his face.

"At the time my feelings for Shawn ran so deep they scared me, so I slept with a mutual friend. I did say that, but I never meant those words."

"Glad to see you two getting along." Vince's voice startled them as the chairman came into the gym in his workout clothes.

They lapsed into silence as they got to working out.

Joanie woke up from the best nights rest she had in years, she hated to think it had anything to do with the couple she laid cuddled up with on the other bed last night. Well that's not true, after talking out their personal problems. They then propositioned her, she told them she needed time to think about it.

She looked across the bedroom to Shawn who was sitting crosslegged on the other bed. With his eyes closed.

"Morning Joanie." She missed hearing her friend's Texas drawl, the most. "Kitchen?" She asked not wanting to disturb her possible future lovers. Shawn opened up his beautiful blue eyes and nodded as she gently disengaged herself from Stephanie's surprisingly strong grip.

They were quiet as she walked into the kitchen picked up the phone, she ordered breakfast for five, two pitchers of caffeinated coffee and one pitcher of Decaf. Stephanie told her she was pregnant just before they went to sleep.

"Last night was interesting!" She said as she sat across from her silent friend. "Yeah.." Shawn trailed off. She sighed it never used to be this awkward between them. "It's ok Shawn, I'm the one who should aplogize to you for not keeping in touch." Wasn't that just the hardest thing to say to her friend.

"Why didn't you come to me when things went south! I would've supported you no matter what!" Shawn exploded. "You were dealing with your own problems, I didn't want to add onto them! Plus I didn't want to put you in a situation where you felt like you had to choose, because I know who you'd choose." The it wouldn't be me hung in the air unsaid. Tears fell from her eyes as the feelings she was holding back from last night burst forth.

She felt his arms enclose her in a hug."Don't cry darlin'" He whispered in her ears as she wept from the pent up emotions from last night.

"If it were any other man I'd be jealous right now!" Hunter called from the doorway.

"Go away Hunter my turn for Chyna time!" She reluctantly chuckled at the old banter.

There was a knock at the door."Room Service!" Joanie got out of Shawn's arms and answered the door seeing her friend with an eyebrow raised wheeling in the cart of food.

"So imagine my surprise when the front desk manager informed me that my best friend is leaving me for another couple!" Joanie chuckled as she led her friend into the kitchen where she sized up her old friends.

"Oooh I see now! I have to share you with Two hunks huh!" Joanie chuckled as she pulled her outrageous friend into a one armed hug. "They're not the couple I'm leaving you for. The other half is up stairs. Besides I'm going back to the WWE." Jessie pouted at that but shrugged it off.

"Shawn, Paul meet Jessica Marriott Granddaughter of JW Marriott himself."

"Jessica Marriott it's been some time!" Stephanie squealed as she shoved Joanie aside and hugged her old friend.

"Well at least she's leaving me for you so it's cool now!" Jessica then placed the cart next to the table.

"Why is their five plates?" Joanie asked. Jessie quirked her brow up at her. "You thought I'd let my best friend leave me for another job without getting to know the competition?" Joanie rolled her eyes.

"Besides It's been what six years since I last caught up with Stephanie." They ate breakfast trading small talk.

"Well I have to go, one of the housekeepers called in so I'm filling in for her?" Joanie hugged her friend goodbye.

"Go for it girl!" Jessie encouraged her as she left wheeling the cart behind her.

Later on that morning Vince sat in his makeshift office in the next Arena for the Smackdown taping. His mind on the events of the evening before. Oh he knew there will be Hell to pay for him on his daughter's end. Bringing Bret back to Raw is best for ratings, and it'll give his 'surrogate' sons time to at least clear the air.

A part of him still hated Bret for hurting Shawn the way he did. But when Bret wound up in the hospital from a stroke, he flew out to see him. He mended his fences with the Hart family..somewhat. Martha still hasn't forgiven him for Owen's death. Not that he could blame her, Owen's death still haunted him. The curt knock on his door brought him out of his musings as he bid his first meeting of the morning to enter.

Batista came in looking sleep deprived, good serves the man right for powerbombing, his whatever Randy was to him through a bench.

"Sit down David! Explain yourself!" Vince will hear from Batista himself before he decided what sanctions to levy on the man who broke one of his rules about injuring coworkers outside of the ring or Kayfabe storylines. He rose his brow as Dave recounted his feelings for Randy the last four years, then on to last nights scene in a bar. So Dave is bi-curious and scared of his feelings for Randy. Instead of accepting them for what they are, and having a life partner, he blew it off. Now Randy is tired of being the 'Bitch boy'.

"I'm disappointed in you David!" He wasn't going to levy sanctions against him though, not this time.

"I'm letting this go with a warning, next time you harm a co-worker out of Kayfabe storylines I will fine you $1,000,000.00 and a weeks suspension." Dave looked at him relieved.

"Don't look so relieved, you will be feuding with Orton and Cena until Summerslam." Vince decided, good friends becoming bitter enemies, was always good for ratings.

"You are dismissed!" Batista walked out of the office looking stunned.