Author's Note : Don't you hate these things? Yeah, everyone does... I'm trying to make this a longer chapter then those other short ones. Soooooowwwwwrrrrrry 'bout those. Heh. Anyway. Enjoy!


He knows... He knows... Damnit! My entire body tensed. I was scared. If he knew, then he had either already told someone, or he was going to tell. This was so NOT good.

"I'm not going to tell anyone, Kat, but only if you tell me what's wrong."

Well, at least that was a relief. But how'd he even know? Was he just that smart? Or he'd probably seen me outside the club with Jericho and Lita... I should have been more careful. Should have been more on guard, opened my eyes a bit more or something.
I closed my eyes and took a deap breath and told Rob everything. Spilled my guts to him. Everything from being a spy for the WWF to Jericho and Lita involved with one another. Of course, it did cause me another sob-fest, but it did feel good to tell someone and share the burden somewhat.

Rob's hand was moving in small circles on my back. It was a soothing and not to mention very comforting gesture. He seemed so caring, so... Un-Alliance-like. Was caring even in the Alliance dictionary? Very doubtful. I was beginning to think that Chris would fit in better with the WCW/ECW crew better then RVD. That was probably true too.

"Everything'll be alright," he said gently. "Afterall, you do have an ally here."

Huh? I was confused a moment before I realized that he meant that he was my ally. Wow... I should probably feel real special right about now, but instead, I feel like shit.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that the only reason I had agreed to "spy" for the World Wrestling Federation was for Jerkicho... And now I was left without cause. Maybe I could really be a part of the Alliance, instead of just pretending.

"I want to be part of the Alliance... Really be part of it, no acting." That came out of nowhere, but Rob didn't seem surprised.

"Alright. But I think you need some sleep first," he said as he helped me to my feet.

My legs felt like jello. I guess I was still in a dazed kinda phase from everything that had gone on tonight. Maybe some sleep would help me get over it. Pfft. Yeah right, who was I kidding. By morning it would all sink in.
I crawled into the bed. Ah, bed. Rob turned to go back to sleep on the couch, but I grabbed his hand. A gesture that surprised me and him both. I couldn't seem to get out any words, cat seemed to have got my tongue. But I pulled down on his hand slightly, asking him without words to stay with me. He stood there a moment, thinking I guess until he finally complied and laid down next me. I felt his wrap an arm around my waist, a comforting arm. I tried to fight off the sleep that was threatening to take over, to try and think for the sake of thinking, but I was just too tired as I drifted off.

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"Whoo, looks like Rob got him some last night!"

... Wha'? Grr you, whoever you are. Did you have to ruin my beautiful beauty sleep?

"Go away, Billy," I heard Rob mumble.

"You mean you're not gonna tell me any of the deails?"

I groaned. Gosh darnit! I wanted to sleep longer.

"Nothing happened last night, 'k?" I wanted to scream it, but I just wasn't awake enough for that.

At this, Kidman seemed to lose interest and got to the point of why he was in the room in the first place. I guess Rob forgot to lock the door last night. For all I know Chr-... Chris. I saw him with... No! That had to be a dream, a nightmare. Unfortunately, at least my mind was awake by now and I knew that I had really seen it. That jerkoff! Him and that, that slut! Ooh! Those jackasses! Those as-

"- flight leaves at 12 and it's almost 11 now."

"Okay, cool."

I hope I didn't miss anything important. I guess that's what I get for mind-bashing Jerkicho. But damn does he ever deserve it. See, I'm not gonna wallow in pity, oh hells no! Besides, today is my first day as an official Alliance member. Yay. Too bad I didn't feel like being enthusiastic about it, I just wasn't quite in the mood yet.

"Kay? Yoo hoo," I saw a hand waving infront of my face. I really need to stop drifting off like that.

"Sorry," I murmered.

"You okay?"

"Just peachy," a blatant lie.

Rob got the hint, though. Although I think it was fairly easy to see that I wasn't in a talking mood. Heh heh, mood swings. Gotta love 'em. Ain't it what women are known for? Yeah, of course.

"Just try not to think about him," was all he said to me. Words of wisdom, or something, I suppose.

Before I knew it, I had my bags slung over my shoulder and was boarding a plane to where the next show was. Tampa, Florida if I remembered correctly. Rob let me sit next to the window. Aww, so sweet of him. Usually I hated the window seat, but today, I just wanted to stare out of it. But I ended up seemingly staring through all the scenary, with no thoughts at all. Don't you love when you can completely clear your head of all thoughts and just stare at nothing? Well, this was one day when I was very thankful that I even had it in me to do that.

I felt an elbow nudge me in the side. Rob. I guess he was telling me the flight was already over because he was getting up and grabbing his bags. As I stood up, my muscles felt a bit stiff. I guess it hadn't been a short of flight as I thought. Stretching out a bit before I grabbed my bags, I put a little false energy into my spirit and practically bounced out of the plane.

"Well, it looks like someone is in a good mood today."

"Hey, Shane," I greeted in a cheery tone that was as fake as that energy that I'd just had. But the Boy Wonder didn't seem to notice.

"I just wanted to make sure you got here alright. Oh hey, Rob. Now, everyone is going to meet at the hotel lounge tonight for match handouts -"

Babble, babble, more babble. How can Shane talk so much? That characterstic has to come from his father, because I don't remember his mother ever talking that much. I only listened long enough to hear him tell us which hotel everyone was staying at before tuning out again. I get bored easily. It seemed like forever until he finally walked off with a 'See ya later' wave of the hand.

"Come on."

Rob gave my arm a bit of a tug and I followed him out of the airport to some rental car out front. I guess he'd rented it ahead of time. I climbed into the car and about 20 minutes later was looking at a rather, erm, atrocious (sp? Like I spell check...) hotel. What person in their right mind would paint a hotel bright pink and purple ? Bleh. They could have at least made sure the color tone had matched. Ick. Yuck. And blah.

There was plenty of rooms this time. But for some reason, I just wanted to room with Rob again.

"Can I stay with you again?"

Asked simply even though it may seem a bit blunt. Rob didn't seem to have a problem with it.

"Sure," he shrugged.

I smiled at him. I knew I was gonna be hanging around him often. Very often.

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More Author Notes : I dunno if it's longer then the other chapters... But at weast I twied.