Disclaimer:I don't own anyone but Alisha.....
The stabbing made news around the country. No one was permitted to see Alisha until after surgery. Things were not looking good. There was a lot of internal damage done along with the emotional distress that she had been under before the incident. Sometime during the night of the second week, she regained consciousness. She cut off access to all visitors and Vince was the only one that was given minimal information on her recovery. Finally, she was released and given a three month vacation before returning.
Brian picked up the phone. He looked at the caller I.D., but it wasn't registering. "Hello?"
"Brian?" A small, weak voice met his strongly accented one.
"This is."
"It's Alisha."
"Hey. What's up?"
"I was wondering if you could come get me. I'm sorta stuck at the airport and I have no way of getting to the arena."
"Sure I'm on my way." He hung up and grabbed his keys.
He arrived at the airport and adjusted his hat and sunglasses. Walking in there was a sea of people moving around. He looked around, but didn't recognize anyone. A girl that reminded him of a modern day Marilyn Monroe approached him.
"Thanks for coming."
"Alisha?"
"Yeah, it's me."
Brian looked her over. She had undergone a drastic change. Her hair was chin length, waves replacing the curls and it mostly straight. Blonde, covering her usual chocolate brown color hair. Her eyes were an icy blue. She was a lot thinner than he remembered, probably from being sick and sported a belly button ring. She was clothed in flared jeans, combat boots, and a lavender tube top. "Wow!" He gave her a quick hug and grabbed her bags. They headed out to the rental and put her things in the trunk. The drive was silent and the arena was finally looming before them. He pulled into the VIP parking. "Ready?"
"Yeah, just don't say anything to anyone about me being back. Please?!"
"Sure whatever you want." Brian replied and they walked into the arena. Alisha headed towards the McMahon Locker room/office. She was offered a job as a manager until she was cleared to wrestle. Vince was thrilled to see her and was happy she decided to return. He had had his doubts. Alisha wandered over to Steve's locker room. He was stretching and trying to remember everything that was suppose to happen that evening. She knocked on the door as she stepped in. "Hey Steve."
"Alisha!"
"Hi!" She waved and sat next to him. They both sat in silence for a moment.
"When did you get in?"
"Today. About an hour ago."
"It's good to see you."
"Thanks. It's good to see you." She looked over at the door. "I should get going. I'll see ya around."
"Sounds good." He watched her walk to the door. "Alisha, I'm glad you're back." She nodded and walked out.
She walked next door. Dwayne was watching the monitor. "Oh my gosh it's the Rock!" She said in her best fan imitation. He jumped up.
"Can I help you?"
"You could give me a hug." He finally realized who it was. He picked her up and swung her around. "Down!" She squealed. "Put me down."
"You look fabulous."
"Thanks. It's something new."
"I like it." He sat down with her. "How are you?" His gaze caught her's.
"I take it one day at a time. Things were hairy for a while, but things are getting better."
"Good. It you ever need anything...."
"Thanks Rocky. I'll see ya later. I still have a few people to see."
She walked to the Hardy/Jericho locker room. She took a deep breath and opened the door. There was complete chaos within. There was some type of clothing fight. Shirts were flying everywhere and people were being tackled and pinned everywhere. Alisha joined in the fray. She leapt on Jeff's back and covered his eyes.
"Hey!" He tried to shake her off, but she wouldn't budge. Finally, he flipped her over his head onto the couch. The rest, by this time had noticed who it was. Jeff was in for a surprise. He looked down at his attacker. "You!" He jumped on the couch and they continued to wrestle. Alisha pinned him.
"Now how many girls wouldn't love to be in this position?" She asked as she straddled his waist.
"Same could be said for the men in America, wanting my position."
She stood up and walked over to Chris, throwing her arms around him. He picked her up and gave her a large bear hug. "Chris, you're crushing me." He set her down. After hugs from Amy and Matt she moved down to the area just outside the curtain. She told the sound men to hit her music. The crowd went wild as she emerged from the curtains. She grabbed a mic and went to the middle of the ring. The crowd was still roaring. "It's good to be in Boston." There was thunderous applause. "I want to thank everyone for their concern. I'm happy to be returning to action after close to six months off. I'm going to be managing for a while. With the absence of Scotty Too Hotty. I'll be managing Grandmaster Sexy." The crowd was going over the top at the mention of Too Cool. "I also have another business matter to attend to. This has to do with the King. Would you please join me in the ring?" The King left the broadcasting post. "As you know I was stabbed at my hotel after a show. This man was one of the ones, along with Grandmaster to save me from bleeding to death on the floor of that hotel. King, thank you." She gave him a kiss on the check and headed back to the backstage area. Brian gave her a ride back to the hotel after the show and their friendship began to blossom.
Alisha and Brian spent a lot of time together.
"So have you talked to Jeff yet?" Brian asked as he used his chopsticks to jiggle the carton of chicken stir-fry.
"No." She hated to admit it, but she really had been avoiding everyone. She was still trying to put everything together.
Brian had learned just how far to push, before he upset her, and decided not to push it any farther. He had learned the hard way. It took a lot of crying sessions before there was a level of trust between them and a level of understanding for him to know just where she was mentally. The rest of the guys understood this as well and were giving her space and waiting for her to come to them. "So when do you start wrestling again?" He asked switching the subject.
"Saturday. A house-match. Us versus RTC, Ivory and Steven."
"We're going into a mixed match? Awesome."
"It should be interesting." Alisha was nervous. She hadn't wrestled in almost a year. She also weighed about twenty pounds less than she had when she started. She just was never able to gain the weight back that had lost in the hospital. She was still adjusting to the loss. All of her losses. She went to New York every Thursday for a group and one on one therapy sessions and she was doing well. She just needed to connect her friendships from before to now. "I'm going visiting."
"Sounds good. I'm going out. Do you want me to come back early?" Brian had been coming back from the clubs early, because Alisha was afraid to stay alone. It used to be almost every night, but she finally seemed to be overcoming her fears of staying alone.
"Nah. I'll see you either when you come in or in the morning. Have fun." She walked out into the hallway. The halls reminded her of a dormitory. Since they had the whole floor, most of the doors were open until the occupants went to bed or if they had guests. She stopped at Chris' room and played a game of cards. It gave them a chance to chat.
"So how are you?" He asked tentatively. He didn't know how to approach the subject. He had been avoiding it, because she had, but he really wanted to know. Worst care scenario, she left and he would go back to playing solitaire.
"Better. The scars were cosmetically covered and therapy is really helping. Chris, I can't thank you enough for what you did for me. I know that I have been distant, but I needed time to sort everything out."
"I understand. And you're welcome. I'm glad that I was there. I just wish..."
"There was nothing that you could have done. It's in the past and there is nothing we can do to change it."
"Yeah I know. It was just a shame."
"Yup. Royal flush. I win." She replied laying out her cards. Chris sighed. It was the sixth game that he lost. "I've got some other people to see and well to be totally honest, there is no real challenge here." She smiled wickedly and bounced out of the room humming some mocking tune that he couldn't really put his finger on. She stopped by Steve's, but he was out and according to the little dry-erase boards, that everyone had to post on their doors, he and Dwayne had gone to get something to eat and hit the bar. It made it easier than hunting people down. She walked down the hall to the Hardyz room. Jeff was stretched on the bed watching some old cartoons that she didn't recognize. She walked in and stretched out next to him. "Hey."
"Hey." He stayed calm. This was the first time that she had attempted to talk to him since her return. She looked even more gorgeous than he remembered. He wanted to hug and kiss her and tell her he loved her, but that was a little over the top for their first, real conversation in almost a year.
"Wanna go for a walk?" She asked.
"Sure." He grabbed his coat. They headed out to the street and started walking through the park across the street.
"I missed you." She said as she slipped her hand into his. She rested her head against his arm as they walked. She had missed the feel of touching him and talking to him, but she was too scared to be with him before. That fear had lessened over time. Brian had been a key to her progress. He was always supportive and reminded her of what she wanted. Her life back. That included her life with Jeff in it.
"I missed you, too." He put his arm around her. They walked and talked about everything the other had missed. He didn't tell her that he knew a few things from Brian. Brian wanted to encourage their relationship, so if there was something that he should know Brian told him. Otherwise, Brian had been pretty tight-lipped about the whole thing. They headed to a night club down the street. They were both in the mood for a drink and some socializing.
The club was crazy there was dancing on both floors. They stayed on the bottom floor and had a few drinks. Alisha had a thing for Cherry Cheesecake shots and had a few of them at the bar. There were rumors that she was a bad-ass when it came to drinking, especially shots. This was a real compliment coming from Steve. She proved it. They went down slow and smooth. They hit the dance floor. Some of the other stars were there as well. Adam and Jason were out on the floor and they joined them. Jeff was surprised at Alisha's dancing ability.
A slow song started and Jeff turned to ask her to dance, but Alisha had disappeared. "Damn!" He started searching the floor.
Alisha made her way through the crowd when an arm wrapped around her. "Where ya going sweetheart?" Brian asked. He spun her around and pulled her closer. She was spooked, but was starting to relax into him. He saw Jeff making his way over. He continued dancing with her until Jeff asked to cut in. "I'll see ya later." Brian said and handed her over to Jeff. She leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder.
There were a few songs after that and Jeff could tell that she was starting to doze off. "Ready to go?"
"Mhmm." She mumbled into his shoulder. He guided her out and back to the hotel. She kissed him on the cheek and went into her room. Jeff returned to his room and for the first time in about a year he fell asleep with a huge smile on his face.
Brian walked in and Alisha was already in bed. Her dreams were still haunting her. She never looked at peace when she was asleep. He was hoping that over time that would heal as well. She was a different person since she came back, she never really got serious. Alisha was always bubbly and joking around. He couldn't tell if it was a cover or if everything that had happened made her lighten up. Brian was thrilled to see her with Jeff at the club. Jeff had waited a very long time for tonight. He threw on a tank with his boxers and picked things up a little.
"Brian?" A sleepy voice questioned.
"Yeah Sweetie. I just got in. Go back to sleep." He brushed away the stray strand on her cheek. "Sweet dreams." He looked down at her. "Maybe we can all get some sleep tonight." She was prone to nightmares and she didn't always wake up. It wasn't uncommon for the next door neighbor to peek in. She could sometimes raise the dead, but now it was more she would sometimes talk in her sleep. The screams had stopped about two weeks ago and everyone was sleeping better. Of course no one said anything to her about it in the morning, since she didn't remember it most of the time.
"Morning Princess." A voice roused her out of sleep.
"Shane!" She gave him a huge hug. He brought a tray and set it in front of her with breakfast on it.
"Wow true royal treatment."
"Of course. I haven't seen you in forever."
"I know." She replied sadly and began to play with her scrambled eggs.
"But that's no problem. We start making up lost time now." He stood up. "You're looking at your new manager."
Alisha almost choked on her eggs. "What?"
"Kidding. Actually I'm her to take you shopping for show clothing and signing clothing."
"Ah my very own fashion critiquer."
"That's me!" He walked towards the door. "Hurry up. I'll meet you downstairs in an hour."
Alisha met him down in the lobby and they shopped for three hours. Checking out some of the most outrageous stores. Those were the best to find a unique ring outfit. They stopped off at the ice cream shop. Shane had bought them both a hot fudge sundae. "Okay Shane. What's up?"
"I'm sure you heard that I bought WCW." She nodded. "I want you to join me. It would be good for your promotional needs and a lot of fun. The guys are really nice over there. Plus your a rising superstar. You would have a lot more growing room over there. Just think about it. I'll save a seat for you on the plane tonight, but no pressure. I just want you to do what feels right to you."
"I'll think about it."
"That's all I ask." The rest of the trip to the hotel was silent.
Alisha thought about what she should do. Finally, she came to a decision as they headed to the hotel elevator. "I'll sign whatever you need on the plane." She went upstairs to pack she had about three hours before it was time to leave. She stopped by and said good-bye to everyone. Jeff looked the very upset, but promised to stay in close contact. The rest were glad that she was getting a chance to spread her wings a little. No one could deny what a great opportunity it was for her. Brian helps her gather all of her stuff and walked down to the lobby.
"Sweetie call if you need anything. Both groups will be in Florida in two weeks. We'll see ya then." Brian hated that he was losing one of the best roomates he had ever had. He hugged tightly. Knowing it may be a long while before she decides to see him or the rest of the crew. She needed time and space to figure out which way was up. She disappeared down the road.
'Maybe I like as more than a friend.' Brian quickly squahes the thought and heads upstairs to get ready to go out.
Alisha walked into HQ for WCW. An assistant was waiting for her when she arrived. She was taken to a large family room, would be the best way to describe it. She took a seat and watched as others filled in. This was the first real meeting since the change in ownership.
Shane strode in. "Mornin' gentlemen and ladies. Welcome to the New WCW of the 21st century. Here are the assignments. Enjoy."
Alisha sat and looked over the new assignment. She was going to be one of the newest faces to the up and coming women's division. She would be taking on Stacey. She went to the lockerroom and dropped off all of her stuff. She then went out to wander around. She thought that would be the best way to meet people. She ran into Rey first. They had a quick chat and he had to return to the ring area for a warmup and review of what he was going to do in his match tonight. She also met the rest of the Filthy Animals. They were all really nice and she took an immediate liking to them. She walked down to the refreshment stand and ordered a hot chcolate. She sat down and started going through a magazine that was nearby.
"Anything interesting?" A voice asked.
She looked up to see Paige standing in front of her. "Not really. Hi I'm Alisha."
"Paige. Nice to meet you. Weren't you on the WWF?"
"Yeah. Shane asked me to move here."
"Must have been hard to leave."
"A necessary evil. It was time for a change. Way too many memories at that place for my liking."
"I heard about what happened. Some crazy fan?"
"Ex."
"Ouch." He made a face. "I should get going, but I'll see you at the meeting later."
"K. See ya." She returned to the magazine. She was shocked when Bill Goldberg took a seat across from her. They had a conversation about that evening's show and then he left to workout. She returned to the Filthy Animals lockeroom and chatted with them.
"So he comes flying off the top rope to tackle Kevin and he misses. He lands smack in the middle of the ring. Knocked out cold. Gave poor Kev a heart attack." Billy was retelling the story of how Rey knocked himself out in practice last week.
"You're kidding?"
Billy shook his head. "It was actually kinda cool looking."
Her cell rang. "Hello Sweetheart." A Tennessee accent drawled.
"Hey Dawl." She replied, recognizing Brian's voice right away.
"I believe you have something of mine."
Alisha smirked. She had a habit of borrowing Brian's clothes to veg out in. She found his favorite t-shirt when she was unpacking. She thought she would have heard from him earlier, since he wore it all the time. "Yeah. Well it gives you an excuse to come see me in Florida."
"You knew I would anyway."
"Sure, sure."
"We have to have our wild, kinky nights sometime."
Alisha turned beet red. "In your dreams."
"Always."
"You're truly a sick man Brian."
"I know." He laughed. "So are you red yet?"
"Yes."
"Are people staring at you?"
"Yes."
"Mission accomplished. I want my shirt clean and returned to me in two weeks."
"Why? I look better in it that you do anyway."
"Let's not go there. Two weeks. Then it gets returned to me."
"Fine."
"See you soon."
"Bye." She hung up and say the room was staring at her. Sometime during the conversation more people had come in. They all stared in interest.
"My old roommate."
"Who?" asked Kevin Nash.
"Brian Christopher." He nodded. "I borrowed something he wants back."
"Oh. Are you a going to give it back to him in Florida?"
"That's his plan. I sorta like the shirt, but he'll torment me until he gets it back, so I'll give it back." Her cell rang again. "Hello?"
"Hey Ali, it's Jeff."
Well what do you guys think...Jeff, Brian, or someone else to be Alisha's true love. R/R and let me know.
The stabbing made news around the country. No one was permitted to see Alisha until after surgery. Things were not looking good. There was a lot of internal damage done along with the emotional distress that she had been under before the incident. Sometime during the night of the second week, she regained consciousness. She cut off access to all visitors and Vince was the only one that was given minimal information on her recovery. Finally, she was released and given a three month vacation before returning.
Brian picked up the phone. He looked at the caller I.D., but it wasn't registering. "Hello?"
"Brian?" A small, weak voice met his strongly accented one.
"This is."
"It's Alisha."
"Hey. What's up?"
"I was wondering if you could come get me. I'm sorta stuck at the airport and I have no way of getting to the arena."
"Sure I'm on my way." He hung up and grabbed his keys.
He arrived at the airport and adjusted his hat and sunglasses. Walking in there was a sea of people moving around. He looked around, but didn't recognize anyone. A girl that reminded him of a modern day Marilyn Monroe approached him.
"Thanks for coming."
"Alisha?"
"Yeah, it's me."
Brian looked her over. She had undergone a drastic change. Her hair was chin length, waves replacing the curls and it mostly straight. Blonde, covering her usual chocolate brown color hair. Her eyes were an icy blue. She was a lot thinner than he remembered, probably from being sick and sported a belly button ring. She was clothed in flared jeans, combat boots, and a lavender tube top. "Wow!" He gave her a quick hug and grabbed her bags. They headed out to the rental and put her things in the trunk. The drive was silent and the arena was finally looming before them. He pulled into the VIP parking. "Ready?"
"Yeah, just don't say anything to anyone about me being back. Please?!"
"Sure whatever you want." Brian replied and they walked into the arena. Alisha headed towards the McMahon Locker room/office. She was offered a job as a manager until she was cleared to wrestle. Vince was thrilled to see her and was happy she decided to return. He had had his doubts. Alisha wandered over to Steve's locker room. He was stretching and trying to remember everything that was suppose to happen that evening. She knocked on the door as she stepped in. "Hey Steve."
"Alisha!"
"Hi!" She waved and sat next to him. They both sat in silence for a moment.
"When did you get in?"
"Today. About an hour ago."
"It's good to see you."
"Thanks. It's good to see you." She looked over at the door. "I should get going. I'll see ya around."
"Sounds good." He watched her walk to the door. "Alisha, I'm glad you're back." She nodded and walked out.
She walked next door. Dwayne was watching the monitor. "Oh my gosh it's the Rock!" She said in her best fan imitation. He jumped up.
"Can I help you?"
"You could give me a hug." He finally realized who it was. He picked her up and swung her around. "Down!" She squealed. "Put me down."
"You look fabulous."
"Thanks. It's something new."
"I like it." He sat down with her. "How are you?" His gaze caught her's.
"I take it one day at a time. Things were hairy for a while, but things are getting better."
"Good. It you ever need anything...."
"Thanks Rocky. I'll see ya later. I still have a few people to see."
She walked to the Hardy/Jericho locker room. She took a deep breath and opened the door. There was complete chaos within. There was some type of clothing fight. Shirts were flying everywhere and people were being tackled and pinned everywhere. Alisha joined in the fray. She leapt on Jeff's back and covered his eyes.
"Hey!" He tried to shake her off, but she wouldn't budge. Finally, he flipped her over his head onto the couch. The rest, by this time had noticed who it was. Jeff was in for a surprise. He looked down at his attacker. "You!" He jumped on the couch and they continued to wrestle. Alisha pinned him.
"Now how many girls wouldn't love to be in this position?" She asked as she straddled his waist.
"Same could be said for the men in America, wanting my position."
She stood up and walked over to Chris, throwing her arms around him. He picked her up and gave her a large bear hug. "Chris, you're crushing me." He set her down. After hugs from Amy and Matt she moved down to the area just outside the curtain. She told the sound men to hit her music. The crowd went wild as she emerged from the curtains. She grabbed a mic and went to the middle of the ring. The crowd was still roaring. "It's good to be in Boston." There was thunderous applause. "I want to thank everyone for their concern. I'm happy to be returning to action after close to six months off. I'm going to be managing for a while. With the absence of Scotty Too Hotty. I'll be managing Grandmaster Sexy." The crowd was going over the top at the mention of Too Cool. "I also have another business matter to attend to. This has to do with the King. Would you please join me in the ring?" The King left the broadcasting post. "As you know I was stabbed at my hotel after a show. This man was one of the ones, along with Grandmaster to save me from bleeding to death on the floor of that hotel. King, thank you." She gave him a kiss on the check and headed back to the backstage area. Brian gave her a ride back to the hotel after the show and their friendship began to blossom.
Alisha and Brian spent a lot of time together.
"So have you talked to Jeff yet?" Brian asked as he used his chopsticks to jiggle the carton of chicken stir-fry.
"No." She hated to admit it, but she really had been avoiding everyone. She was still trying to put everything together.
Brian had learned just how far to push, before he upset her, and decided not to push it any farther. He had learned the hard way. It took a lot of crying sessions before there was a level of trust between them and a level of understanding for him to know just where she was mentally. The rest of the guys understood this as well and were giving her space and waiting for her to come to them. "So when do you start wrestling again?" He asked switching the subject.
"Saturday. A house-match. Us versus RTC, Ivory and Steven."
"We're going into a mixed match? Awesome."
"It should be interesting." Alisha was nervous. She hadn't wrestled in almost a year. She also weighed about twenty pounds less than she had when she started. She just was never able to gain the weight back that had lost in the hospital. She was still adjusting to the loss. All of her losses. She went to New York every Thursday for a group and one on one therapy sessions and she was doing well. She just needed to connect her friendships from before to now. "I'm going visiting."
"Sounds good. I'm going out. Do you want me to come back early?" Brian had been coming back from the clubs early, because Alisha was afraid to stay alone. It used to be almost every night, but she finally seemed to be overcoming her fears of staying alone.
"Nah. I'll see you either when you come in or in the morning. Have fun." She walked out into the hallway. The halls reminded her of a dormitory. Since they had the whole floor, most of the doors were open until the occupants went to bed or if they had guests. She stopped at Chris' room and played a game of cards. It gave them a chance to chat.
"So how are you?" He asked tentatively. He didn't know how to approach the subject. He had been avoiding it, because she had, but he really wanted to know. Worst care scenario, she left and he would go back to playing solitaire.
"Better. The scars were cosmetically covered and therapy is really helping. Chris, I can't thank you enough for what you did for me. I know that I have been distant, but I needed time to sort everything out."
"I understand. And you're welcome. I'm glad that I was there. I just wish..."
"There was nothing that you could have done. It's in the past and there is nothing we can do to change it."
"Yeah I know. It was just a shame."
"Yup. Royal flush. I win." She replied laying out her cards. Chris sighed. It was the sixth game that he lost. "I've got some other people to see and well to be totally honest, there is no real challenge here." She smiled wickedly and bounced out of the room humming some mocking tune that he couldn't really put his finger on. She stopped by Steve's, but he was out and according to the little dry-erase boards, that everyone had to post on their doors, he and Dwayne had gone to get something to eat and hit the bar. It made it easier than hunting people down. She walked down the hall to the Hardyz room. Jeff was stretched on the bed watching some old cartoons that she didn't recognize. She walked in and stretched out next to him. "Hey."
"Hey." He stayed calm. This was the first time that she had attempted to talk to him since her return. She looked even more gorgeous than he remembered. He wanted to hug and kiss her and tell her he loved her, but that was a little over the top for their first, real conversation in almost a year.
"Wanna go for a walk?" She asked.
"Sure." He grabbed his coat. They headed out to the street and started walking through the park across the street.
"I missed you." She said as she slipped her hand into his. She rested her head against his arm as they walked. She had missed the feel of touching him and talking to him, but she was too scared to be with him before. That fear had lessened over time. Brian had been a key to her progress. He was always supportive and reminded her of what she wanted. Her life back. That included her life with Jeff in it.
"I missed you, too." He put his arm around her. They walked and talked about everything the other had missed. He didn't tell her that he knew a few things from Brian. Brian wanted to encourage their relationship, so if there was something that he should know Brian told him. Otherwise, Brian had been pretty tight-lipped about the whole thing. They headed to a night club down the street. They were both in the mood for a drink and some socializing.
The club was crazy there was dancing on both floors. They stayed on the bottom floor and had a few drinks. Alisha had a thing for Cherry Cheesecake shots and had a few of them at the bar. There were rumors that she was a bad-ass when it came to drinking, especially shots. This was a real compliment coming from Steve. She proved it. They went down slow and smooth. They hit the dance floor. Some of the other stars were there as well. Adam and Jason were out on the floor and they joined them. Jeff was surprised at Alisha's dancing ability.
A slow song started and Jeff turned to ask her to dance, but Alisha had disappeared. "Damn!" He started searching the floor.
Alisha made her way through the crowd when an arm wrapped around her. "Where ya going sweetheart?" Brian asked. He spun her around and pulled her closer. She was spooked, but was starting to relax into him. He saw Jeff making his way over. He continued dancing with her until Jeff asked to cut in. "I'll see ya later." Brian said and handed her over to Jeff. She leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder.
There were a few songs after that and Jeff could tell that she was starting to doze off. "Ready to go?"
"Mhmm." She mumbled into his shoulder. He guided her out and back to the hotel. She kissed him on the cheek and went into her room. Jeff returned to his room and for the first time in about a year he fell asleep with a huge smile on his face.
Brian walked in and Alisha was already in bed. Her dreams were still haunting her. She never looked at peace when she was asleep. He was hoping that over time that would heal as well. She was a different person since she came back, she never really got serious. Alisha was always bubbly and joking around. He couldn't tell if it was a cover or if everything that had happened made her lighten up. Brian was thrilled to see her with Jeff at the club. Jeff had waited a very long time for tonight. He threw on a tank with his boxers and picked things up a little.
"Brian?" A sleepy voice questioned.
"Yeah Sweetie. I just got in. Go back to sleep." He brushed away the stray strand on her cheek. "Sweet dreams." He looked down at her. "Maybe we can all get some sleep tonight." She was prone to nightmares and she didn't always wake up. It wasn't uncommon for the next door neighbor to peek in. She could sometimes raise the dead, but now it was more she would sometimes talk in her sleep. The screams had stopped about two weeks ago and everyone was sleeping better. Of course no one said anything to her about it in the morning, since she didn't remember it most of the time.
"Morning Princess." A voice roused her out of sleep.
"Shane!" She gave him a huge hug. He brought a tray and set it in front of her with breakfast on it.
"Wow true royal treatment."
"Of course. I haven't seen you in forever."
"I know." She replied sadly and began to play with her scrambled eggs.
"But that's no problem. We start making up lost time now." He stood up. "You're looking at your new manager."
Alisha almost choked on her eggs. "What?"
"Kidding. Actually I'm her to take you shopping for show clothing and signing clothing."
"Ah my very own fashion critiquer."
"That's me!" He walked towards the door. "Hurry up. I'll meet you downstairs in an hour."
Alisha met him down in the lobby and they shopped for three hours. Checking out some of the most outrageous stores. Those were the best to find a unique ring outfit. They stopped off at the ice cream shop. Shane had bought them both a hot fudge sundae. "Okay Shane. What's up?"
"I'm sure you heard that I bought WCW." She nodded. "I want you to join me. It would be good for your promotional needs and a lot of fun. The guys are really nice over there. Plus your a rising superstar. You would have a lot more growing room over there. Just think about it. I'll save a seat for you on the plane tonight, but no pressure. I just want you to do what feels right to you."
"I'll think about it."
"That's all I ask." The rest of the trip to the hotel was silent.
Alisha thought about what she should do. Finally, she came to a decision as they headed to the hotel elevator. "I'll sign whatever you need on the plane." She went upstairs to pack she had about three hours before it was time to leave. She stopped by and said good-bye to everyone. Jeff looked the very upset, but promised to stay in close contact. The rest were glad that she was getting a chance to spread her wings a little. No one could deny what a great opportunity it was for her. Brian helps her gather all of her stuff and walked down to the lobby.
"Sweetie call if you need anything. Both groups will be in Florida in two weeks. We'll see ya then." Brian hated that he was losing one of the best roomates he had ever had. He hugged tightly. Knowing it may be a long while before she decides to see him or the rest of the crew. She needed time and space to figure out which way was up. She disappeared down the road.
'Maybe I like as more than a friend.' Brian quickly squahes the thought and heads upstairs to get ready to go out.
Alisha walked into HQ for WCW. An assistant was waiting for her when she arrived. She was taken to a large family room, would be the best way to describe it. She took a seat and watched as others filled in. This was the first real meeting since the change in ownership.
Shane strode in. "Mornin' gentlemen and ladies. Welcome to the New WCW of the 21st century. Here are the assignments. Enjoy."
Alisha sat and looked over the new assignment. She was going to be one of the newest faces to the up and coming women's division. She would be taking on Stacey. She went to the lockerroom and dropped off all of her stuff. She then went out to wander around. She thought that would be the best way to meet people. She ran into Rey first. They had a quick chat and he had to return to the ring area for a warmup and review of what he was going to do in his match tonight. She also met the rest of the Filthy Animals. They were all really nice and she took an immediate liking to them. She walked down to the refreshment stand and ordered a hot chcolate. She sat down and started going through a magazine that was nearby.
"Anything interesting?" A voice asked.
She looked up to see Paige standing in front of her. "Not really. Hi I'm Alisha."
"Paige. Nice to meet you. Weren't you on the WWF?"
"Yeah. Shane asked me to move here."
"Must have been hard to leave."
"A necessary evil. It was time for a change. Way too many memories at that place for my liking."
"I heard about what happened. Some crazy fan?"
"Ex."
"Ouch." He made a face. "I should get going, but I'll see you at the meeting later."
"K. See ya." She returned to the magazine. She was shocked when Bill Goldberg took a seat across from her. They had a conversation about that evening's show and then he left to workout. She returned to the Filthy Animals lockeroom and chatted with them.
"So he comes flying off the top rope to tackle Kevin and he misses. He lands smack in the middle of the ring. Knocked out cold. Gave poor Kev a heart attack." Billy was retelling the story of how Rey knocked himself out in practice last week.
"You're kidding?"
Billy shook his head. "It was actually kinda cool looking."
Her cell rang. "Hello Sweetheart." A Tennessee accent drawled.
"Hey Dawl." She replied, recognizing Brian's voice right away.
"I believe you have something of mine."
Alisha smirked. She had a habit of borrowing Brian's clothes to veg out in. She found his favorite t-shirt when she was unpacking. She thought she would have heard from him earlier, since he wore it all the time. "Yeah. Well it gives you an excuse to come see me in Florida."
"You knew I would anyway."
"Sure, sure."
"We have to have our wild, kinky nights sometime."
Alisha turned beet red. "In your dreams."
"Always."
"You're truly a sick man Brian."
"I know." He laughed. "So are you red yet?"
"Yes."
"Are people staring at you?"
"Yes."
"Mission accomplished. I want my shirt clean and returned to me in two weeks."
"Why? I look better in it that you do anyway."
"Let's not go there. Two weeks. Then it gets returned to me."
"Fine."
"See you soon."
"Bye." She hung up and say the room was staring at her. Sometime during the conversation more people had come in. They all stared in interest.
"My old roommate."
"Who?" asked Kevin Nash.
"Brian Christopher." He nodded. "I borrowed something he wants back."
"Oh. Are you a going to give it back to him in Florida?"
"That's his plan. I sorta like the shirt, but he'll torment me until he gets it back, so I'll give it back." Her cell rang again. "Hello?"
"Hey Ali, it's Jeff."
Well what do you guys think...Jeff, Brian, or someone else to be Alisha's true love. R/R and let me know.