It was six hours after their late dinner when their flight from St. Louis touched down in San Antonio, the site of that weeks Smackdown tapings. The groggy group of wrestlers staggered off the plane and Jera sighed when her feet hit solid ground, she *HATED* flying. She was also glad because San Antonio was like a second home to her and she was really looking forward to seeing Shawn while they were there. She hardly got to see him now days.

The twelve of them made their way to the baggage claim and grabbed their things as quickly as they could. Since it was so late they had decided to just catch one of the airport shuttles instead of taking the time to rent cars. Luckily when they got outside there was a shuttle at the curb. The driver got out when he saw them approaching and helped them get their things into the back of the bus. There was hardly any talking as they got onto the bus. Jera shared a seat with Kip and spent the whole ride to the hotel drowsing with her head on his shoulder.

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Checking in at the hotel went quickly and Jera was glad when she finally got onto the elevator with Kip, Brian, Paul and Joanie and headed up to their rooms. Paul and Joanie got off the elevator before her and the only thing that snapped Jera out of her sleepy stupor was the sight of Paul going in to the room next to hers and Joanie going into the one across the hall.

A million questions were spiraling through Jera's mind as she unlocked the door to her room and went inside. The questions kept coming as she got ready for bed. Was there something going on between them? Did they just decide not to share a room this time? The last and most important question floated through her mind just before she fell asleep. Was she about to get her chance with Paul?