Chapter 5 – The Evil Plot Continues
A/N: Sorry this took so long; my muses went on strike. ^_^;;
"Where is he now?" Stephanie questioned, leaning forward in her seat.
"From what we've heard, he's shacked up by Sam's tonight, Ms. McMahon. We overheard talk of that, and a wedding tomorrow or something." Heyman shrugged. "I don't know though…
"We have to keep them as separated as possible so the whole thing blows up even more!" Stephanie said angrily.
"But Ms. McMahon…you don't understand, there's nothing going on tomorrow…"
"Then make something, Heyman. She's right." Shane snapped. He ran a hand through his hair. "Damnit, why did it have to be our best player that deceives us?"
"I assure you Shane, Rob is just bad with his emotions…once he's taken away from her he'll move on, help us win…" Heyman trailed off.
"You better hope so, Heyman, or it'll be all our heads." He replied gruffly. "Austin can only do so much by himself, even if he thinks he's the best or whatever."
"So what would you like me to start?" Heyman asked, his brow raised.
"Just say we need him or something…one of the wrestlers have to know about it, the message will get to him." Stephanie sighed. "I swear, good help is hard to come by these days…and if Rob isn't in this office in two hours, Heyman, so help me…"
"He will be here in less, I am sure of that." Heyman said with a tone of distaste. He held his tongue when it came to the McMahon siblings.
Heyman moved out of the room, easily spreading the word that Rob was needed. He didn't particularly lying to his company, especially to Rob who had always been true to him. It wasn't as if he were leaving the company, just having a relationship. "Orders are orders" he muttered, shaking his head.
He had a feeling that what was to come was going to make Rob worse instead of better. But, of course, the McMahons never did think ahead of their actions.
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"So then the girls went after me, and who do I bump into? Chris. It was crazy…he even saw Jeff in the dress. I couldn't help but feel bad…"
"Sam? Feeling bad? Uh-oh, alert the presses…" Rob teased.
"I should put you in a dress…I bet that'd be funnier." She raised a brow at her boyfriend.
"Ahh…sorry, I'm not the dress type. Strange figure, you see…"
"Chicken…" she smirked.
"So when am I going to see your dress, huh?" he prodded.
"Tomorrow." She smirked.
"But that's so far from now!" he complained.
"You can wait." She stated, cuddling up against him more in the bed. They had been entertaining themselves with movies for a good three hours then, big manly movies of course as sappiness was not tolerated by hardcore wrestlers.
"So then what happened?" He asked, his head against the pillow as he looked her over.
"What? Oh." She shrugged. "So we ran like hell and ended up in his car, hiding of course. And they gave up and we found Jeff and all was well in the world." She grinned. "Not much of a dramatic ending."
"I can't believe you got Jeff Hardy to wear a dress." Rob mused.
"It was either that or he was going to be ripped to shreds." She pointed out.
"True. And I bet if there were guys there and they knew it were you, you would have gotten chased anyway." He grinned. "And I would have had to kick their asses."
"Protective much?"
"Maybe." He shrugged. "But I think I'm entitled to it, don't you think?"
"Whatever ya say, Rob." She rolled her eyes, then jumped at the sudden knock at her door. With a groan, she hurried Rob into a safe hiding spot before answering it half-heartedly. She was surprised to see Raven there, a little out of breath.
"They're looking for Rob." He said in a rush of words. "I don't know why…"
"What?" Rob had come out at the instant he knew all was clear. Raven looked toward him.
"Stephanie has everyone looking for you." He explained. "You have to get back."
Rob's face darkened, as did Sam's. "Why?"
"Don't know man." Raven shrugged helplessly. "Pretty sure you better get going now."
Rob paused, then shook his head. "You're right. This might be a trap though." He glanced from Raven to Sam. "Raven, stay here with her, please? Just in case."
"Rob I can…"
"I know, Sam, but I would feel better if he were here too." Rob explained. "Please?"
Sam sighed at this and nodded. "If he wants too."
"Perfect." He stated, not even bothering to ask Raven if he wanted too or not. She knew it was a bit rude of her boyfriend, but she also knew if it was an inconvenience And in minutes Rob was gone, promising to be back as soon as possible. He swore, closing the door behind him.
"So you know nothing?" Sam asked Raven. Raven shook his head.
"Nothing. Sorry." Raven frowned. Sam groaned and flopped onto the bed. Raven raised a brow.
"This is so not cool, Rav. You know that?" she pouted. "I'm starting to think Rob doesn't want this to be easy." She felt the bed sink in and looked up to see Raven sitting on the bed as well.
"'Course he does, but it's not as simple as…"
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Loyalty and what not." She replied with a sigh.
"Stop sulking. You're getting worse then me."
For some reason, she laughed at this, not in a mean way of course, but it was a good laugh. Sam glanced at the door after she stopped laughing. "You can go now, if you want. I know Rob kinda dumped all that on you. I can take care of myself."
"It's alright. I'm kind of enjoying being able to talk to you without having to be caught and all. And anyway, Rob is right, it might be a trap…and two on something is better then one on something." He shrugged. "I can leave if you want me too…not sure if you're trying to nicely throw me out or not…."
"No no, you can stay…just making sure if you really wanted too." Sam nodded. "Well, since Rob is gone, looks like it's just you and me for this movie then." She motioned to the screen. "Can you go put it in, please?"
"What am I, your servant?"
"No, you're protecting me from injury! I might get up and twist my ankle! Ow! I feel the pain already!"
Raven rolled his eyes at her.
"You're pathetic, you know that?" she smirked. "But whatever, I will help you not get a broken ankle." He got up and went to the TV. He picked up the movie and looked at it. "This movie has the adult rating…er…Sam, I would love to watch people having…relations…with you, but do you really think…."
"Relations?" she laughed. He seemed a bit embarrassed. "It's not adult 'coz of that, you just have a sick mind! Read the back!"
He blinked and did so, and found it to be adult because of the extreme violence in it. "Oh." He muttered, trying not to grow red. "I really shouldn't be surprised, should I?"
"Nope."
"Of course you two could get off watching people kill and maim."
"Damn straight."
"Sam?"
"Yes?" She sat up and looked at him.
"You're insane. I just thought I might inform you."
"Thank you. That means a lot to me." She smiled sweetly. Raven sighed and put the tape into the machine. He walked back and sat down on the bed, rubbing his head which now pounded.
"This is the best movie for blood and gore, I heard." Sam piped.
"You are way too excited about that." Raven pointed out with a smirk. She just nodded smugly.
She didn't know when, but she ended up falling asleep at some time, because all of a sudden the sun was shining on her. She groaned, touching her head gingerly to shade them from the brightness. She turned over and her arms fell upon a shirt. Instantly her mind told her: RVD left last night! No one should be there! She promptly screamed, which even more promptly scared the shit out of whoever was next to her, and that someone jumped up and literally fell off the side and got hit in the head with the side of the dresser. Sam stared still for a moment and then looked over the side to see Raven in a fetal position, holding his head in pain, a little blood leaking from it.
"Oh my god, Raven!" she instantly realized what she had done, and felt bad just as quickly. She slid off the bed only to kneel next to him. He inched over to give her more room as he continued to cradle his injury.
"That's one hell of a wake-up call, do you do that to Rob often?" he asked, sounding a bit annoyed.
"I didn't know it was you…I was half asleep…you're bleeding, aren't you?"
"No no." he shook his head, wincing as he did. "I…dyed my hair red. I'm fine."
"You better not have dyed your hair in my bed." She rolled her eyes. She took his arm and made him take it off his head. The underside of his hand was coated in blood and a small wound leaked it. She moved a few strands of his braided hair to see it better. "It isn't so bad, nothing you'll have to worry too much about, but I feel obligated to stop it so I don't feel bad."
"You don't have too…"
"Shut up now or I'll make it bigger." She threatened. He rolled his eyes.
"You wouldn't be too good with kids, would you? 'A cut on your leg? Hold still while I pour stinging medication on it or I'll chop it off'." He stated as Sam left to get something to help him.
"Damn right. No child of mine is gonna be a wimp." She agreed as she came back with a first aid kit and a bowl of water. "And may I point out you're supposed the broody silent type, and yet you can find time to be a smart ass with me. Why is that, Raven?"
"I guess you just bring out the social side in me." He smirked. She smacked a wet towel to his head with force. "OW!"
"I'm sorry, my hand slipped since I was so shocked at the thought of you being social. Don't scare me like that!"
"Oh you should talk. Without me you would have never calmed down." He pointed out. "What Rob didn't give you in teamwork-driven personality, I did."
She was about to comment negatively, but realized he was absolutely right. "Yes, you're right. You did give me a few more friendly personality traits. Would you like me to start calling you Wise Senshi Bird Boy or somethin'?" she smirked. "Hold still before I chop your head off."
"See!" he cried victoriously. "You are so predictable."
"You know, it is way too early to have to deal with you." She huffed toward him. "And you have stupid hair. It keeps getting in my way."
"I think I liked you better hating the world."
"The same can be said to you, may I remind you…"
"I still hate the world. Just not with you." And he stopped, realizing he just said that, and went quiet.
Sam noted this and couldn't help but smile. Knowing he was suddenly uncomfortable for some reason, she did what she did best. "If you're telling me that's true, you really need to make new friends because I shouldn't be the sunshine of any person's day."
"I can't help but agree with you." He nodded with another roll of his eyes. He broke away from her administrations and stood up, rubbing his head. "You might burn them to death."
She had stood up too, stretching. "Wow, can't believe Rob isn't back yet." She commented idly, ignoring Raven now.
"I'm sure he's in his room. It was probably a little too risky to come around. Don't worry; I'm sure he'll be here soon." He nodded.
"Well we won't be. I'm hungry! And since you're here, I'm gonna drag to someplace to eat." She smirked.
"You want to be seen in public with me? I'm not so sure that's wise, Sam, 'coz, you know, we're supposed to hate each other."
"I see anyone and I'll pretend to kick your ass. Not that that's hard, mind you." She grinned.
"Oh, thanks, make me look like the weak one…"
"Uh, Raven, how many times have I beaten you?" She asked, giving him an innocent smile.
"…Shut up, Sam." He muttered.
"You should be proud. Not everyone can stand after I kick their asses. Remember Crash?" she laughed evilly.
"He was knocked out cold for 15 hours, I remember." Raven rolled his eyes.
"Thank you." She said proudly.
Raven just sighed and rolled his eyes.
And so the two went to a nice little eatery near the hotel and sat at the table that was the farthest from the door. Of course, with their luck, they were caught in five minutes.
"Dude! Hey you! What are you doing bothering Sam!" a voice cried out. The two jumped.
…And found it was only Edge. He walked over to them with purpose, looking at Raven with a hard glare.
"Is this loser bothering you Sam?" he asked. Sam put her face in her hand and shook it slowly.
"Edge…"
"Because I can kick his ass if he is…"
"Edge…"
"You know, because I'm sure you're tired of doing it yourself…"
"EDGE!"
"WHAT?!" he asked, looking at her. Sam stood up and took the Canadian by the ear (even though he was at least 6 inches higher then her) and dragged him to the side.
"Ow ow ow ow OW! SAM!" He pouted. When she let him go he rubbed his ear vigorously. "The hell was that for? I think you broke my ear!"
"Edge, there's only cartilage in your ear." She replied in a deadpan tone.
"…Oh." He paused. "Well, then you broke that!"
"Edge, dear, hun, idiot…remember when I told you about Rob and I?" she smiled sweetly.
"Ye…ew! Dude! You're fucking him too! Sam, one Alliance member is enough don't you…"
"If you say one more word you're going to lose your ability to fuck, Blondie." She warned. He quieted. "One I didn't say that…and two, I'm not going out with him. Okay? We're just friends."
"Oh." He replied.
"So do we need to have the conversation again of what would happen if you happened to decide to well…blab about this little scene?" she continued to smile with fake sweetness. Edge whimpered.
"No no, don't shave my hair. I won't tell." He conceded quickly. She smiled and patted his cheek.
"That's a good boy. Now here, buy yourself some food. You need to get some skin on your bones." She tossed him a ten.
"Whoa, cool! I love free money." He grinned. "Oh, by the way, I saw that Rob guy before. He looked all mad as he was carrying some girlie things that I've seen Stephanie wear. Looked pretty tired too. Poor guy." And he turned and walked off. Sam sighed at the thought of Stephanie bossing Rob around, possibly all night even. She walked to Raven and sat down.
"Paid him off?" he asked as he sipped his coffee.
"I threatened to cut off his hair." She said with a smirk.
"Good one." Raven nodded.
"He told me he saw Rob today, said it looked like he was still doing something for Steph." She sighed. Raven frowned at this.
"Hope he can still make it to that wedding thing."