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Summary: Much to his dismay, Triple H is assigned a valet, but how will she play the Game exactly?
Paul Levesque aka Triple H, Hunter Hearst Hemsley, The Game was not happy one bit when Vince McMahon informed him that he now has a valet.
Triple H: I don't need no damn valet!
Vince: Well you're getting one all the same so get use to it.
Triple H: Okay! Okay! You smug little bastard! You may stick me with her, but if she leaves, it's all on her.
Vince: You listen to me Paul! You do anything to make this girl even blink leaving and I'll have your ass back in the minors!
Vince leaves. Who does he think he is telling me how things are gonna be! I'm Vince McMahon dammit!
Triple H is in his locker room getting ready for his card with Rock when a knock is heard on his door.
Triple H: What!
Knock Knock Knock
Triple H: (swinging door open) What means come in! (Sees that it's a dark haired beauty with a body do commit crimes for. Triple H smugly smiles) You must be my valet.
Ebonee: Ebonee Lucas… uhm Brook Lynn.
Triple H: Are you even from New York.
Ebonee: I'm not using my accent at the moment.
Triple H: Have you ever done anything like this before?
Ebonee: No.
Triple H: God! What are they trying to do to me? I mean sweetheart you're a babe from head to toe, but I need you to be my equal if you're gonna be out there. More than just for T and A.
Ebonee: Looks can be quite deceiving.
Triple H: Well you're gonna have to prove it to me.
Well into his match with Rock, Ebonee makes her appearance. She walks out to the ring with Sean and Big Sexy Nash she looks a bit different from when she first met Hunter. She is sporting an almost not there NWO baby t-shirt and black leather cami shorts. Her blonde locks are piled on top of her head. While Nash distracts the rep, Rock puts Triple H in the sharpshooter. Ebonee gets on the ropes and drop kicks Rock smack in the face breaking up the hold. She scoots out of the ring and Triple H gives Rock the pedigree and gets the 3 count. Ebonee gets in the ring and lifts up Hunters hand; he wraps his arms around her waist and kisses her.
Sean: Yes! Yes that's right kiddies, there's a new member of the NWO and I must say (looks at her behind as she still kisses Hunter) the uniform looks good on her!
Nash: Damn Good!
Ebonee jumps up and Hunter carries her out of the ring as NWO leave. Rock looks up as they taunt them.
Back behind the curtain, Hunter must admit, the girl did have edge. Looks are deceiving.
Sean: Good going out there good looking.
Nash: Finally the writers got a story worth doin'.
Ebonee: Thanks for all your help. (turns to Hunter who is furiously chewing on his gum) Paul, can I have my gum back.
Triple H: (thinks about it for a second before turning red- smiles) Want it back the same way you gave it to me?
Ebonee: (blushing) I'll see you guys in Dallas.
Ebonee walks to her dressing room as all three men watch her leave.
Nash: Gotta love the Lord for making things like that!
Rock walks over to them and follows what they're looking at to see Ebonee walk into her dressing room with Terri.
Rock: That's some sweet Pie! Girl kicks hard too!
Nash: Man I heard it hit your cheek!
Sean: You slippin' man?
Rock: Nah man, but why couldn't she be my valet! I'd take her!
Sean: So Paul how was it?
Triple H: What?
Sean: (imitating Triple H.) What? The kiss that's what?!
Triple H: It was good, okay.
Nash: Good? Okay? Man you sick or something? Those are some of the fullest luscious lips I've seen here in the WWE.
Rock: Had to be better than just okay Hunter, what's with this okay bull-shit?
The guys all laugh at Hunter's expence.
Ebonee and Terri pull into Dallas and their motel for the night. They sit on the beds getting ready to sleep, Terri is painting her nails while Ebonee brushes out her hair.
Terri: Eb, that was quite a lip lock Paul put on you.
Ebonee: Yeah it was wasn't it.
Terri: So is it true?
Ebonee: What?
Terri: I hear he's quite the kisser…
Ebonee: Not bad.
Terri: Okay girlfriend, okay (laughs)
Ebonee: It was just a kiss, didn't mean anything.
Terri: Let me clue you into a little fact of life okay? Wrestlers date people in the biz. You are in the biz.
Ebonee: So you're saying just because of one kiss, he's smitten?
Terri: You don't get it now girlie, just wait a while.
Terri's phone rings.
Terri: One of my admirers (looks at caller id) Oh my God!
Ebonee: What?
Terri: (into phone) Hey Paul what's up?
Ebonee mouths "Paul?" as Terri shakes her head yes.
Terri: Uhuh…. Yes, (laughs) Yeah, uhuh. Okay talk with you later. (hands phone to Ebonee)
Ebonee: What?
Terri: He wants to talk to you. (Terri hands the phone to Ebonee and grins making her little horns with her fingers.)
Ebonee: Hello Paul.
Triple H: Hey. Look I give credit where credit is due, you were great tonight.
Ebonee: Thank-You.
Triple H: Which is why I think we should get together.
Ebonee: Together?
Triple H: Yeah, go over some moves. Can you meet me in the gym in the morning?
Ebonee: Sure, yes.
Triple H: Had time to go over your sides?
Ebonee: No, we drove strait through.
Triple H: Looks like you and I are gonna be getting real frisky in the next few weeks.
Ebonee: Really (tearing into her sides)
Triple H: I'll be sure to use plenty of scope. (laughs) Goodnight.
Ebonee: Goodnight.
Ebonee reads through a bit of her sides and let's out a squeel.
Ebonee: Terri! Terri! Terri!
Terri: What? Don't have a kitten!
Ebonee: Check this out! (hands her sides to Terri to read)
Terri: Oh MY GOD!!!!!!!!
The next morning Triple H is in the ring doing runs with some wrestler guy, he sees Ebonee come in.
Triple H: Morning Sunshine!
Ebonee: Good morning.
Triple H: (to wrestler guy) That's good Charlie, see you around kid.
Charlie: Okay (get's out of ring nods a hello to Ebonee before leaving)
Triple H: Well come on, get in let's see what you're made of.
Ebonee: (gets in the ring) Where should we start?
Triple H: How about with that drop kick? Rock said he felt the air hit his face.
Ebonee: More like he felt my foot hit his face.(smiles) Are you sure? (getting on the ropes) I don't wanna hurt you (smiles)
Triple H: I'll take my chances.
Ebonee drop kicks Triple H.
Triple H: Damn Dwayne wasn't playing, I thought you would hit me.
Ebonee: Kind of the idea.
Triple H: You trained in Orange?
Ebonee: Yeah ONW.
Triple H: We get a lot of talent from there. Most of your wrestling though in the beginning is gonna be with me. You did some acting too, is that why you can be so in character in the ring and yourself out?
Ebonee: No, that's just me. Learned how to separate business from my life.
Triple H: They intermingle quite a bit here.
Ebonee: So I've been told.
Triple H: Quite ready for the Sharpshooter? Cos you're going in it tonight.
Ebonee: I'm a bit nervous.
Triple H: Well let me show you how it goes.
Hunter gets Ebonee into the submission hold.
Triple H: Dwayne will bend back to empathize pulling on your muscles, but he's not too bad, if he's pulling to hard let him know. How could you get out of this move.
Ebonee: Besides tapping out?
Triple H: (laughs) Yes
Ebonee: I guess I could try something like …. ( Ebonee tucks her body in rolling up Hunter. Now she is sitting on his chest holding his arms down) This.
Triple H: Yeah, but what if he… (Hunter turns her over now pinning her down) Does this?
Ebonee: Than I would have to stay like this (smiles) Cos I would be in the position women all over would die to be in (laughs)
Triple H: (laughs): Give up a match like that and Vince will have your ass. Let's go over our sides. Okay?
Ebonee: Sure.
Triple H: Okay Rock leaves. Are you okay?
Ebonee: Yeah.
Triple H: He didn't hurt you?
Ebonee: Come on Hunter, don't get all mushy you know I…
Triple H kisses her.
Triple H: Shut up.
Triple H kisses her again.
Cut to that night. They have just played the same scene. It took place in the back. Ebonee was getting some coffee and got into an altercation with Rock over Smack Down! That night for a re-match, Brook-Lynn escorts her boyfriend out to the ring and takes a ringside seat next to King.
King: Whoo Hoo! It's Brook Lynn! Where you from New York?
Brooke Lynne: What do you think!
King: I think Triple H is the luckiest son of a gun I've seen in a looong time!
Brooke Lynne: So very well put King. And true.
JR and King do color commentary during the match.
King: Can your boyfriend win this match?
Brooke Lynne: King you gotta stop with the dumb ass questions. Of course he'll win! He is the Game.
JR: And you should know you and Triple H were an item long before we knew him as the Game. Ahh the Sharp Shooter (remarking to the submission move Rock has now put Hunter in)
Brooke Lynne: Come on baby!
Rock glares at Brooke Lynne and gets out of the ring and to her she tries to get away, but he grabs her by the hair. Rock trash talks pulling on her hair, then Hunter hits him with a chair and throws him back in the ring, he slams Rock around a bit, then gives him the Pedigree, but Rock kicks out. Hunter hits the ropes for a close-line and Rock puts him in a sleeper hold. Hunter gets out of it and hurls Rock into the corner and gives him a couple of shoulder to ab hits. The last one Rock moves and Hunter hits the post. Rock bounces Hunter's Head off the post. Brooke Lynne jumps on the apron and the ref tries to get her to get down. The Rock gives Hunter the smack down and covers him, Brooke Lynne pulls Rocks legs. Rock gets out of the ring and chases her around Nash runs out to help, but Hunter gives Rock a pedigree on the concrete. He then puts him in the ring and Brook Lynne does a Moonsault and lands on Rock. The ref is distracted by Nash. Brook Lynne rolls out of the ring and runs to the ref who gives the three count and Hunter wins! Rock is besides himself as he struggles to his feet. The ref lifts Triple H's hand and Triple H kisses Brooke Lynne as Nash heads up the ring. Rock gets to his feet as they start to leave the ring and slams a chair into Triple H, then puts Brook Lynne in the painful Sharpshooter. Nash picks him up and slams him as Triple H crosses over to her to see how she's doing.
The following night, Ebonee is really feeling that Sharpshooter. She and Terri are staying with Marc Calloway (Undertaker) and his wife Sara. She played softball and went jet skiing with the Hardyz and Amy Dumas, but for some reason she feels in much muscle pain. Everyone is in the backyard as 'Taker barbecues. Ebonee puts on her bikini and slips into the Jacuzzi. She feels her muscles find some peace and closes her eyes to relax. She's almost so relaxed she doesn't notice that someone has gotten into the Jacuzzi with her. She lifts her head and slowly opens her eyes to see Paul.
Paul: You feelin' it too huh? Dwayne didn't hold back a bit last night.
Ebonee: I feel as if I've just been through a pretzel making machine.
Paul: Damn you got it bad then. (smiles and takes a sip of his beer). I'm impressed though, you took it.
Ebonee: Had no choice, that's got to be the worst finishing move…
Paul: What?! What? No! The pedigree baby! (they laugh) You oughta try it one day.
Ebonee: It looks like it would hurt your knees.
Paul: Knee pads. I can show it to you know if you like. (smiles)
Angle: (getting in) You two playing show and tell?
Ebonee: (laughs) Not anymore. Paul wants to show me the pedigree.
Angle: That's his way of saying he wants to get your head between his legs.
They all bust up laughing.
Paul: It is the best finishing move! That damn good! (smiles)
Angle: You want a finishing move?! I got two okay babycakes. The Ankle lock and the Angle slam, now what? What!? You come with it!
Trish: (getting in the Jacuzzi) Stratusfaction! All the way.
Paul: I bet
Trish: (hits Paul) It get's the job done.
Paul: We need to get you a finishing move Eb.
Ebonee: Well I'm going to be at Traxx Wednesday through Saturday, so maybe I'll surprise you.
Angle: What about Raw?
Ebonee: I'll be there. I'm getting injured… sorta kinda.
Trish: Really, by who?
Ebonee: Rock's suppose to cause some damage and I go home to get better, but I'll be back next week.
Trish: So how are you two adjusting to this angle?
Angle: Me?
Trish: No not you dumbass!
Ebonee: I like it. As long as it goes somewhere.
Paul: Yeah, there have been some dumb stories lately.
Amy: Hey you guys 'Taker's doing the trick
Everyone starts to scramble over to the patio to watch 'Taker's trick with the ear of corn (oosh sounds interesting huh?)
Ebonee remains in the spa as Hunter gets out.
Triple H: Don't you wanna see?
Ebonee: Seen it, don't wanna see it again (smiles)
Triple H: You know the Jacuzzi is great for untwisting those muscles (begins to massage her shoulders) but doesn't compare to a good rub down.
Ebonee gets lost in the touch of Hunter's sensuous hands. Then he pats her on the back and makes his leave.
Triple H: You should see Arnie the masseuse about that.
Hunter leaves with a sly smile on his face. Ebonee sighs and dips into the water.
The next day before the show, Ebonee and Jeff Hardy are in the back playing handball. They're trying to hyper up for the show tonight, because the writers have written in a new angle that will cause friction between Ebonee and Women's champ Lita. Paul pulls up in his rented truck and gets in on the game (no pun intended) The guys get so into it that they kinda push Ebonee out of the game. Paul wins and the guys get all manly and hi-fivey (okay there's no such wore……and?)
Jeff: Good short game.. play again one day?
Paul: Cool goin kid. (Paul gives Jeff dap and Jeff leaves) No hello? No hiya? (smiles as does Ebonee)
Ebonee: Just watching you boys play.
Paul: He is a boy. I, on the other hand am all man. (Paul does his little pose thing making Ebonee laugh) C'mon girlie (takes Ebonee by the waist walking her into the arena) Let me buy you a carrot juice.
The show that night was awesome. Ebonee didn't win the title, but Rock did turn heel that night when he Rockbottomed her not once, not twice, but three times!
Everyone is saying goodnight as Paul walks a hurting Ebonee to the truck. Dwayne runs up and hugs her.
Dwayne: You okay sweetpea.
Ebonee: Three times? Three times?! (smiles and kisses Dwayne's cheek) I'll live
Dwayne: See the Rock is a brute, but me, sweet Dwayne, am a lover not a fighter (raises the peoples eyebrow making Ebonee laugh. He hugs her again) Take care sweetpea see you in Philly.
Ebonee: Okay D.
Paul puts the last bags in the back and gets in the car to take Ebonee to the airport . They're driving for a while and he yawns.
Ebonee: You're not driving to Atlanta tonight are you.
Paul: Need to get there early.
Ebonee: Interested in getting there alive? I have a suite, get a few hours sleep?
Paul: Are you trying to get me to come over? (smiles)
Ebonee: Hmph! I'm not talking to you Paul Levesque.
Paul: Don't get mad, ahh come on! (laughs) Okay okay I accept.
Ebonee: Too bad, the offer is no longer on the table.
Paul: Ah come on please, I'm really tired (smiles- she too)
Ebonee: You're lucky I'm a nice girl.
Paul: Love nice girls.
About 45 minutes later they pull into the Airport hotel parking lot. Paul gets the bags and they walk to the lobby. There are a few fans about and Paul signs a few autographs as Ebonee signs in. Paul says goodbye to some fans and walks over to Ebonee and looks over her shoulder putting his hand on the small of her back. Someone flashes a picture and security leads them out of the lobby. Ebonee yawns and they follow a bellhop to their room.
Jordan (bellhop): Is there anything else I can get you?
Paul: No man (tips Jordan) thanks, hey this sofa pop out into a bed?
Jordan: Yes sir it does.
Paul: Thanks kid. (closes the door)
Ebonee takes her hair down and starts to brush it out.
Paul: (looking at menu) Hey want take out?
Ebonee: This late?
Paul: What time does your plane leave tomorrow?
Ebonee: Eleven-thirty.
Paul: It's not late.
Ebonee: (comes out in a towel) Okay, what do they have? (walks over to Paul who is now blushing and looks at the menu) Everything looks so good. What do you have a taste for?
Paul: Uhmm, uhmm I was gonna have..a burger. And a beer. Definitely a beer.
Ebonee: Sounds good, me too huh, and ooh oh veh! Onion rings with mustard sauce. (notices Paul looking at her) I'll be at Traxx for 3 days, I'll work it off (smiles) Just charge it to the room, I need to wash this hair.
Ebonee walks back to her bathroom to take a shower. She smiles knowing that she's one upped The Game.
Ebonee comes out of the shower and puts on some sweats and puts her hair up in a towel, she comes out to the living area and Paul is eating and watching Letterman and laughing. She sits and starts to eat and laughs at Letterman. Paul stares at her a bit.
Ebonee: What?
Paul: Nothing. You just smell nice. Clean.
Ebonee: (smiles) well I should hope so (smiles)
They continue to watch TV and laugh and talk well into the night, it's about 3 a.m. and they each lean to the ends of the sofa sleeping, Then Ebonee screams in pain grabbing her foot.
Ebonee: Oh my God!!!
Paul: What?! What's wrong?
Ebonee: (tears come to her eyes as she grabs her foot) My foot.
Paul: Cramping? (tries to touch it, she draws back)
Ebonee: No don't.
Paul: Eb…
Ebonee: It hurts.
Paul: I've no doubt it does. Let me look at it (goes to touch it)
Ebonee: Ouch.
Paul: Babe I haven't even touched it yet.
She keeps flinching as Paul tries to touch the foot, making him laugh. He grabs her foot and puts pressure on it massaging it.
Ebonee I'm so glad you're finding humor in this.
Paul: I didn't know you were such a baby.
Ebonee: It hurt.
Paul: It's just a little foot cramp.
Paul continues to massage her foot then moves in and kisses Ebonee. He's been wanting to do that for days.
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