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Chrissy looked around the hotel room, then sighed. Flicking on the light, she grimaced. The entire room was baby blue. There was a full size bed next to a dresser and a wood chair in the corner. The dresser had a small TV. on it with a few papers scattered near it. She cringed and threw her purse down on the bed and looked around. She peered into the bathroom. More blue. She shook her head. Chrissy knew she was going to have a headache when she woke up. Moving out of the room, she moved to her bed and stared to take off her shoes.

She wiggled her toes and stretched her legs. Now… to get ready for bed… She looked around, and realized, she had forgotten her bag at the arena. "Dammit… Now what am I going to do?" She muttered, and then put her shoes back on. Maybe she could drive back to the arena… she started to sigh. There was no way in hell she would make it back there before falling asleep. Her body almost refused to move.

Chrissy sighed. She would just have to sleep in her clothes. Grimacing, she took off her jacket and threw it on the chair. There was large knock at the door that startled Chrissy and she fell off the bed, landing on her backside. She groaned. Today wasn't her day. "Hold on…" She yelled and crawled around the bed and slowly made her way to the door. Chrissy didn't even feel like getting up to get the door.

Against her better judgment, she stood up and slowly peered through the peephole. It was Raven. She pulled the door open and smiled at him. "Hey… what are you doing here so late?"

Raven grinned and pulled out her bag. " Missing something?"

"Thank you so much… I was going to drive back, but well.. I'd fall asleep so…" She quieted, realizing she was rambling. "Thanks, Raven…" She took the bag from him and stepped back in the room, dragging her feet across the floor and she weakly threw the bag, and watched it land a foot from her bed. Chrissy shook her head and turned back to Raven, who sheepishly stood outside. "I would ask you in here, but I don't think anyone should be subjected to the colors." She waved her hand around and sighed.

He laughed and looked in. "I would agree, and well, you look tired, so I'm going to go back to my room… but do you want to have lunch tomorrow and then go to the arena?" He asked and fiddled with his glasses, pulling them off for a second.

Chrissy smiled to herself. "Sure, just come and get me here… hopefully I'll be awake." She walked towards the door and looked up at him. For a second, just a second, when he smiled, he looked like John…

~*~

"Chrissy, get your cute ass over here!"

"John! Watch your language… Evan's around…" She sighed and put her glasses down on the table and got up from the chair. She walked out to the front door, where John would be and she saw him grinning, his face filled with amusement and his eyes bright and shining. The contact broke when she heard a loud bark and she saw he held a puppy in her arms. "John…" Her eyes watered as she saw him put the dog down and he ran towards her, scampering on the floors and flying into her at full speed.

"For you, Chrissy. It's your birthday, Evan and I went to go get him, and his brother. Evan, get the other little rat." He laughed as he saw his son struggle with the dog, and then let the dog go, running towards Chrissy at full speed.

Chrissy was in a shock, and all she could do was stare, and she looked up at John. He smiled at her, his eyes were bright and he had two dimples… He looked so happy to her…

~*~

Chrissy shook her head, the memory slowly fading away and she turned from Raven, a little sad. "Night, Raven…" She whispered.

"Christina…" He wanted to ask her why she looked so sad, but shook his head. " Good night." He said and turned away.

Chrissy closed the door and went straight to bed, not caring that she was still in the same clothes. She lied down on her bed, glanced at the time, and fell asleep, exhausted.

Chrissy woke up to the sound of her cell phone ringing. "Who the hell calls in the morning…" she muttered and rolled around in her bed and groped for her purse. She pulled out the phone and slowly looked at it for a few seconds, then flipped it open. "Hello?" She groggily answered and leaned back against the pillow.

"Mon chéré! How was your first day?"

"Oh god... Basia, you always call damn earlier, don't you?" She looked over at the clock, and looking at the time, it was almost noon.

"Early? Non… Late, I should be doing something, mebbe you did something last night I shouldn't know about, non?" Basia laughed.

"No, Basia, nothing. I was sleeping. I was tired. My boss is a bitch."

Basia erupted into a roar of laughter. "Mais oui, who's isn't? Ah, hold on."

Chrissy groaned as she heard screams of laughter of children. Her kids were even up before Chrissy. She really must have been tired. Chrissy slowly stretched out her legs and sat up, adjusting herself to the light that came in from the window.

"Sorry, Chantal and Steven were chasing around your dogs."

"Jesus, they'd better not hurt them."

Basia giggled, "I know, I know. They're like your children, mais oui? Anyways, your boss, what is she like?"

"Let's see, Bas, she hates me for no apparent reason, she's cold, and she forget to tell me some important information about what I would be doing. Either she's stupid or she's a bitch, and I would go with the latter because she is a doctor." Chrissy grumbled, irritated and moved out of her bed and headed for the bathroom.

"Mebbe, but mebbe she could be stupid. I've had many doctors couldn't tell me if I was pregnant or gaining weight."

Chrissy broke into a smile. "Bas, you're lying again."

"Ah, you know me too well. So you meet any nice men? I saw some very cute ones on there last night, especially that Kane… woo!"

"Basia, you know that's my brother!" Chrissy cried as she opened the bathroom door and went to turn on the faucet.

Basia laughed. "I know, I know. I was joking. I saw you there for a second, helping that one braided man. You looked pissed. Did you not know it was fake?"

"That's what Lucy forget to tell me…" Chrissy muttered, washing her face and holding the phone with one hand.

"Ah… not a fun lady, I take it." Basia yelled something in French and then let out a sigh into the phone. "Chris, I hate to cut it short, but I have to go strangle my kids."

Chrissy chortled. "Just don't get caught."

"I'll try, but having a cop for a husband doesn't help. Bye, Chris."

"Bye, Bas." She sighed and put the phone down on the counter, then looked up in the mirror. There were dark circles under her eyes and her hair was a mess. Chrissy sighed; now she needed a shower.

Raven knocked on the door. Chrissy didn't answer for a minute, and he waited there, tapping his foot patiently. Wondering where he was, he leaned against the door, trying to look through the peephole, then the door flew open, and he stumbled forward.

Chrissy jumped back, clutching the towel in her hand; the only thing that covered her body and she looked at him, a grin appearing on her face. She looked at Raven, in surprise. "Why do I always seem to make you fall?"

He laughed. "Uhm…" he started to babble for a second. Why was she just in a towel? "Did, uhm, I interrupt something?"

"Yeah, hold on, I was just going to get dressed. Just gimme five minutes, and we'll go, okay?" She disappeared into the bathroom. She grinned for a second. She made him nervous because she was naked. Score a point for Chrissy!

Raven coughed, the steam penetrating his throat. He moved over to her bed and sat down. He twiddled his thumbs, and let out a sigh. He hated waiting, and he figured that she would probably take more than five minutes in the bathroom. All women did. Then the door flew open with a loud slam it whacked against the wall and slowly went back the other way.

Chrissy grinned. "I told you, five minutes, I don't look great, but it'll do." She ran a hand through her free, curly hair. She mumbled something about hating her hair, then she put everything in her bag, and grabbed her purse. "Okay, let's go. You have a car right… I had a rental, but I had someone return it last night since I'm going to stay with my brother."

He nodded and picked up her bag.

"You don't have to do that." She said, her eyes looking towards the ground. She felt bashful and… well, girly around him. She shook her head and followed him out.

Chrissy looked around the restaurant. It was surprisingly quiet, and there were lots of other wrestlers, sitting around. Most were just talking quietly amongst themselves. "I guess this is like… a wrestler hangout?"

Raven shrugged. "Sorta, the only good food around this town."

Chrissy played with her napkin, folding it and unfolding. She finally looked up at him and asked, "Do you like wrestling?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have been in it for so long."

"Why?"

"It's my job, and it's fun. I like putting on a show."
She sighed. "What about when people get hurt?"

"People get hurt in every profession, you know that. You take care of us."

Chrissy grumbled, "Don't I know it." Chrissy turned and saw Hunter sitting with Stephanie. She thought she might wave, then decided against it. She wasn't too sure if she liked the Mr. McMahon's daughter just yet. She was a little bit too… flamboyant for her tastes. Then again, Raven was out there too.

They had lunch together, and chatted quietly amongst themselves. Until, the three who had called her a ring rat yesterday appeared.

Chrissy looked up at them, a little bit surprised. Now, she knew who they were. There was Matt Hardy, the one she already had no respect for, Christian, the one affectionately(or so she was told) dumb blonde, and Billy, the blond haired man who she thought was nice at first, but then she found had much other interest in hers.

"Well, well, well… look what we have here boys." Christian grinned to the other two.

Matt looked a little scared being around her, and he kept looking back nervously at Hunter.

Chrissy caught the movement of Matt and she sighed with relief. At least he was scared of Hunter, still.

"Yes, what do we have here!" Billy grinned and pulled a strand of Chrissy's hair.

"Leave. Me. Alone." Chrissy ground out, staring at her food, digging the fork into the salad, trying to kill the tomato. She destroyed the tomatoes and watched it explode, and looked back up. The three were still there.

Raven stood up, glaring at the three of them. "She asked you to leave."

"Shut up freak," Christian glared at Raven. "Hah, she's just some joke of a doctor with a shady past. Probably just another ring rat lying around with Vince to get a job." Christian joked and slapped the other two on the sides. Matt looked around nervously and looked like he was going to die of fright.

Chrissy ground her teeth then she heard loud coughs and looked up to see Hunter standing next to them, and tapped one of their shoulders.

"Excuse me, I think the lady said she would like you to leave."

Matt almost ran away as soon as he said that. The other two stood there for a few seconds, then turned to each other and walked out of the restaurant.

Hunter turned and looked over at Chrissy, who sat, shaking her head. "You okay, Chrissy?"

"Yeah, yeah, fine." She muttered and shoved her salad to the side. Chrissy leaned her head on her hands and sighed.

Hunter shot Raven an odd look. Confused by her reaction, he went back over to his lunch.

"You okay, Chrissy?" Raven asked, trying to look at her, but to no avail.

"Let's just say these people are just a little bit demeaning to women and it rubs me the wrong way. This job is nothing like I expected it to be. Can we just leave?"

"Sure."

She dug around in her purse, then pulled out a ten-dollar bill, set it on the table, and walked out. Chrissy didn't know if she was going to "accidentally" going to kill someone with mal-practice, or losing her mind. The latter seemed more likely to happen and she walked out to the car, leaning on the side door. She only had 27 days…. 27 days….

TBC…

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