The following morning, I awoke with Shane, he looked good in a morning. I smiled as the night before came into focus. But I remembered that now I was unemployed, and nothing I could do would remedy the situation. I kissed Shane's forehead and lay back down. He woke up and looked across at me and smiled.
"Morning," I said smiling
"Mmm, what time's it?" he mumbled.
"8am." I told him.
"I'm up late. You sleep, I'm gonna take a shower then I better go." I smiled; more sleep was a good idea. He got up and left for the bathroom. I called room service and had breakfast brought up to the room. Shane appeared shortly after the food did. He dressed ate then left, saying: "I'll talk to Dad."
I smiled, when a knock sounded on the door I assumed, it was Shane, I was surprised to see Sev. I showed her in and offered her the remainder of the breakfast.
"Sev, what are you doing here?" I asked confused. "You should be in Connecticut."
"Well, you placed Jeff in front of me."
"You didn't!" I shook my head.
"He's cute, besides, me and Paris..."
"Paris and I you mean?" I butted in.
"Stop nitpicking. God, you should've been an English teacher. Anyway, we got arrested for that fight as well. We were released and Jeff and I and, well I guess we just got on really well."
"Oh, good. I'm glad, you didn't hate each other."
"Rodent, why did Shane O Mac leave your room this morning?"
"I got fired last night." I blurted out.
"Why, kid?"
"Cos I...cos I got arrested, drunk and Vince thinks I lied to him."
"Did you?"
"No. Shane did for me." I flopped down on the bed.
"So, what was he doing here?"
"He came round to apologize." I wanted to tell Sev what really happened. "Can you keep a secret?"
"From who?"
"Everyone, no-one must find out." I bit down hard on my lip. She nodded. "Last night Shane came round to apologize and I got all emotional over losing my job and so he reminded me of things that had happened between us. He reminded me of that night in the office when we got locked in. Anyway, we went for a repeat performance."
"He'll get you your job back." I smiled; Shane had definitely made losing my job easier. Even if I didn't get it back. "Let's go and see a film."
"There's nothing good on."
"Well, what then? I could be watching Jeff work out."
"Don't let me keep you from Jeffy boy."
"Come on then, they're in the gym." Maybe working out would pass some time.
"Fine, let me change." I picked up my gym clothes out of my case and went into the bathroom to change. Working out was something I did when I wanted to think.
I changed and we both went down to the hotel gym. Naturally there was security posted outside. Of course he knew that I was no longer on the WWF staff. I sighed, no one was around to say it was OK for us to get in. I wanted to see everyone, say 'goodbye'. Sev picked up hey mobile and asked Jeffy to get us in.
He luckily got us inside and then we could work out. I started out with a quick warm up and then began on the weights with chest presses. Sev was on an air bike and more interested in studying Jeff. I moved onto concentration curls, I was content rowing away when Jeff came over and interrupted my thoughts.
"Hey."
"Hey, Jeffy."
"I'm sorry, 'bout your job."
"It's OK. I need a change, maybe work for a TV show or something."
"You were a blast on Sunday." he told me.
"Thanks, I had fun." I said.
"Uh oh, boss warning." I groaned expecting it to be Vince, but when I turned to see, I saw Shane's smiling face.
"That's what I like to see?" he grinned.
"Talk to you later." Jeff said as he left to join Sev on the air bikes.
"Hi, Shane. Nice legs." I commented, he was stood in shorts and a tee shirt.
"May I join you?" he asked, I nodded and he began to row.
"I wish the fans could see this."
"What, a segment of Shane O Mac training up for his big match against the Big Show at Judgment Day."
"You know your father hasn't approved that yet." I pointed out.
"He will, I can be very persuasive."
"Yes, you can." I smiled.
"Well, I got you didn't I?" I looked surprised at him." To work with." I grinned. "I talked to dad."
I stopped. "And?"
"He won't rehire you, he's can be a stubborn jackass when he wants to be. But, he said that I could hire you as an assistant."
"I'm not a secretary."
"No, but you could write and the new media assistant can continue to look after me until I can find a new one."
"No thanks Shane. I'm going home tomorrow and I'm going to look on the 'net for a new job. But, if you come back to my room I have a little comedic speech for you." I got up and walked back to my room. At the elevator Shane caught up
"Why are you being icy?" he asked.
"I'm not being icy, I'm just uncomfortable with the situation." the elevator doors closed us inside.
"I told you I'm not Josh."
"Yeah, but still, you're my boss and your married."
"No, I was your boss."
"Thanks for reminding me that I am unemployed."
"Anyway, what've you got for me?" he asked.
"Something to make you smile."
"Ooh, look I'm smiling already." he grinned at me. We walked to my room and I opened the door. I picked up a folder I'd left on the table.
"I need to check out, I can show you this in the restaurant."
"Why? The room is yours until tomorrow morning."
"Fine. I can't be bothered arguing."
"Good, because I always win." he stated. I sat down, opened the folder and removed a sheet of paper.
"I wrote this rough draft for you. It's a piece of comedy that I thought you could use as ammunition against the Show." I handed the paper to him. He sat quietly studying the proposed, laughing at the words.
"Wambulance?"
"Yeah, your making fun of the Big Show, it makes you sound patronizing."
"Cool,"
"You said cool?"
"Yeah, you're rubbing of on me. Anyway, Sunday night you said 'booya'!"
"I did not." I said, my mouth open
"Did too."
"See, we are bad for each other."
"Oh, well. Are you sure you won't come back to work with me."
"I want to be a writer not an assistant. I'm sure I'll get a job in L.A."
"All right. Can I have this?" I nodded slowly. "You know your friend Vicki really hit it off with Jeff, I might give her a job yet." he stood.
"She'd like that." I said somberly
"Hey, don't be upset, baby. I better go." he lifted up my head and smiled down at me. "Good luck in L.A., and I'll see ya next time we're at the Staples Center or the Pond in Anaheim."
"Wouldn't miss it." I smiled weakly. He kissed my forehead, a simple gesture, and then left.
I placed my head in my hands and cried, I'd lost more than just a job. I'd lost my friends and my boss who was virtually my lover.
"Morning," I said smiling
"Mmm, what time's it?" he mumbled.
"8am." I told him.
"I'm up late. You sleep, I'm gonna take a shower then I better go." I smiled; more sleep was a good idea. He got up and left for the bathroom. I called room service and had breakfast brought up to the room. Shane appeared shortly after the food did. He dressed ate then left, saying: "I'll talk to Dad."
I smiled, when a knock sounded on the door I assumed, it was Shane, I was surprised to see Sev. I showed her in and offered her the remainder of the breakfast.
"Sev, what are you doing here?" I asked confused. "You should be in Connecticut."
"Well, you placed Jeff in front of me."
"You didn't!" I shook my head.
"He's cute, besides, me and Paris..."
"Paris and I you mean?" I butted in.
"Stop nitpicking. God, you should've been an English teacher. Anyway, we got arrested for that fight as well. We were released and Jeff and I and, well I guess we just got on really well."
"Oh, good. I'm glad, you didn't hate each other."
"Rodent, why did Shane O Mac leave your room this morning?"
"I got fired last night." I blurted out.
"Why, kid?"
"Cos I...cos I got arrested, drunk and Vince thinks I lied to him."
"Did you?"
"No. Shane did for me." I flopped down on the bed.
"So, what was he doing here?"
"He came round to apologize." I wanted to tell Sev what really happened. "Can you keep a secret?"
"From who?"
"Everyone, no-one must find out." I bit down hard on my lip. She nodded. "Last night Shane came round to apologize and I got all emotional over losing my job and so he reminded me of things that had happened between us. He reminded me of that night in the office when we got locked in. Anyway, we went for a repeat performance."
"He'll get you your job back." I smiled; Shane had definitely made losing my job easier. Even if I didn't get it back. "Let's go and see a film."
"There's nothing good on."
"Well, what then? I could be watching Jeff work out."
"Don't let me keep you from Jeffy boy."
"Come on then, they're in the gym." Maybe working out would pass some time.
"Fine, let me change." I picked up my gym clothes out of my case and went into the bathroom to change. Working out was something I did when I wanted to think.
I changed and we both went down to the hotel gym. Naturally there was security posted outside. Of course he knew that I was no longer on the WWF staff. I sighed, no one was around to say it was OK for us to get in. I wanted to see everyone, say 'goodbye'. Sev picked up hey mobile and asked Jeffy to get us in.
He luckily got us inside and then we could work out. I started out with a quick warm up and then began on the weights with chest presses. Sev was on an air bike and more interested in studying Jeff. I moved onto concentration curls, I was content rowing away when Jeff came over and interrupted my thoughts.
"Hey."
"Hey, Jeffy."
"I'm sorry, 'bout your job."
"It's OK. I need a change, maybe work for a TV show or something."
"You were a blast on Sunday." he told me.
"Thanks, I had fun." I said.
"Uh oh, boss warning." I groaned expecting it to be Vince, but when I turned to see, I saw Shane's smiling face.
"That's what I like to see?" he grinned.
"Talk to you later." Jeff said as he left to join Sev on the air bikes.
"Hi, Shane. Nice legs." I commented, he was stood in shorts and a tee shirt.
"May I join you?" he asked, I nodded and he began to row.
"I wish the fans could see this."
"What, a segment of Shane O Mac training up for his big match against the Big Show at Judgment Day."
"You know your father hasn't approved that yet." I pointed out.
"He will, I can be very persuasive."
"Yes, you can." I smiled.
"Well, I got you didn't I?" I looked surprised at him." To work with." I grinned. "I talked to dad."
I stopped. "And?"
"He won't rehire you, he's can be a stubborn jackass when he wants to be. But, he said that I could hire you as an assistant."
"I'm not a secretary."
"No, but you could write and the new media assistant can continue to look after me until I can find a new one."
"No thanks Shane. I'm going home tomorrow and I'm going to look on the 'net for a new job. But, if you come back to my room I have a little comedic speech for you." I got up and walked back to my room. At the elevator Shane caught up
"Why are you being icy?" he asked.
"I'm not being icy, I'm just uncomfortable with the situation." the elevator doors closed us inside.
"I told you I'm not Josh."
"Yeah, but still, you're my boss and your married."
"No, I was your boss."
"Thanks for reminding me that I am unemployed."
"Anyway, what've you got for me?" he asked.
"Something to make you smile."
"Ooh, look I'm smiling already." he grinned at me. We walked to my room and I opened the door. I picked up a folder I'd left on the table.
"I need to check out, I can show you this in the restaurant."
"Why? The room is yours until tomorrow morning."
"Fine. I can't be bothered arguing."
"Good, because I always win." he stated. I sat down, opened the folder and removed a sheet of paper.
"I wrote this rough draft for you. It's a piece of comedy that I thought you could use as ammunition against the Show." I handed the paper to him. He sat quietly studying the proposed, laughing at the words.
"Wambulance?"
"Yeah, your making fun of the Big Show, it makes you sound patronizing."
"Cool,"
"You said cool?"
"Yeah, you're rubbing of on me. Anyway, Sunday night you said 'booya'!"
"I did not." I said, my mouth open
"Did too."
"See, we are bad for each other."
"Oh, well. Are you sure you won't come back to work with me."
"I want to be a writer not an assistant. I'm sure I'll get a job in L.A."
"All right. Can I have this?" I nodded slowly. "You know your friend Vicki really hit it off with Jeff, I might give her a job yet." he stood.
"She'd like that." I said somberly
"Hey, don't be upset, baby. I better go." he lifted up my head and smiled down at me. "Good luck in L.A., and I'll see ya next time we're at the Staples Center or the Pond in Anaheim."
"Wouldn't miss it." I smiled weakly. He kissed my forehead, a simple gesture, and then left.
I placed my head in my hands and cried, I'd lost more than just a job. I'd lost my friends and my boss who was virtually my lover.