Shelby yawned and stretched. She sat up and looked at the clock. It was 1:00PM. She had to get going. She guessed Brock and Trish wasn't back yet. She grinned. Maybe they had been up to something. She got up and went to shower. She let the water wash over her waking her up. She turned off the shower and stepped out drying off. She threw on her jeans and a shirt. There was a knocking at the door. She opened it and it was Eric Bishoff. "Hi Mr. Bishoff." She said. "I told you call me Eric." He said smiling. "Okay Eric." She said a little shyly. She didn't know him that well. Vince had hired her and she hadn't seen Eric around to much. "What can I do for you?" she asked. "Can I come in?" he asked. She stepped back and let him in. They sat down at the table. "Shelby I'm sure you know how word gets out around here. I heard about the fight Brock and Taker had this morning." Eric said. "I'm really sorry about that. It was just a misunderstanding." Shelby said. "Well Taker is a big talent for us, you know a big money maker. WE like to keep him happy. Unhappy Undertaker equals poor performance, ratings drop. You know how it goes." Eric said. Shelby looked at him confused. "I would appreciate it if you could try to be a little friendly to him. He seems to like you." Eric said. "What exactly do you mean?" she asked getting angry. "Now don't get all defensive, you know go out with him be nice. That's all." Eric said smiling. Shelby stood up. "You listen to me I was hired as a technical director, not as a prostitute for your wrestlers." She said angrily. "Shelby I think you are overreacting. I just want you to be friendly to him. Think about it." He said grinning. "I'll see you later." He said getting up. Shelby was so mad she could have choked him. "You can go to hell." She said. "Well I hope you change your mind Shelby, other wise things could get unpleasant." Eric said. He then turned and walked out the door. Shelby was stunned. What the hell was he going to do to her if she didn't cooperate? Her first instinct was to run to Brock, but no she didn't want to drag him into her problems like had happened this morning. She would handle this on her own.
Brock and Trish laughed as they walked to her room. "I had a great time Brock." Trish said. "Me too." Brock said. "I haven't been to the park since I was kid." Trish said. "You looked real cute on that swing." He said winking at her. Trish giggled and blushed. Brock made her feel so special. Trish opened her door and they walked in. "I wonder where Shelby is at?" she asked. Brock saw a note on the table. He picked it up and read it. "Says she went to the arena and will see us tonight." Brock said. "We got to head over in a while. Want a ride?" he asked. "Sure." She said. "Okay I will pick you up in a hour." He said. He leaned over and kissed her. "Bye." He said. "Bye Brock." Trish said. Trish lay back on the bed. God he was so wonderful. She wondered if she could actually have a chance with him.
Shelby was sitting at her computer in her makeshift office going over everything again to make sure everything was up and running. The first thing she did when she had come in this afternoon was look for Vince, She was going to tell him about her encounter with Eric Bishoff. She knew Vince would not put up with that sort of thing going on. But she had been informed he was on Vacation for a week. Now all she had to do was stay away from Eric for the next week till Vince got back and could handle him. She sighed and got up to go to the cafeteria to go get some coffee.
Eric was in his office talking to Rosy and Jamel. "Listen guys I don't want you to touch her, yet. I just want you to make her nervous so she will reconsider her position. I can't afford to have the undertaker unhappy. "We understand boss. We'll take care of her." Rosy said. "Yea. I bet we can change her mind. The two turned and left Eric's office. Eric smiled. It wouldn't be long before she came around to his way of thinking.
Shelby sat at a table drinking her coffee. She looked up and seen Rosy and Jamel come in. She didn't really know them but had seen them around. They headed toward her smirking. She started to get nervous. "Hey Rosy, look at this little sweet thing." Jamel said. They sat down beside her. "We heard you aint being to friendly to our friend the Undertaker." Rosy said. "Yea and that kind of upsets us." Jamel said leaning close to her. Shelby was so scared she didn't know what to do. "When we get upset we can do some pretty nasty things." Jamel whispered in her ear. "Leave me alone!" Shelby yelled at them getting up to leave. "You can run girl but you can't hide. If you don't reconsider what Mr. Bishoff told you to do, we might have to get friendly with you ourselves." Rosy said with a leer on his face. Shelby fled from the caferteria practically running down the long hallway. She turned the corner and ran straight into Taker. Taker grabbed her to keep her from falling. He looked down at her and was fixing to yell at her but seen the look on her face. She was pale and he seen the fear in her eyes. "What's wrong Shelby?" he asked. Shelby couldn't believe she had run into him. He had probably put Eric up to this. "Get your fucking hands off of me!" she screamed. "Well excuse the hell out of me, next time I'll let you fall on your ass." He said letting go of her. Shelby turned and ran down the hall. Taker shook his head; he knew she was pissed about what he said this morning, but damn she look scared to death of him. He turned and seen Rosy and Jamel headed toward him. "Hey Taker. What's up?" Rosy said. "Hello boys." Taker said. He didn't care much for these two. They were Bishoff's personal flunkies. They grinned and kept moving. Taker narrowed his eyes. Something was up. He could smell it. Now if he could figure out what the hell it was.
Jeff snuck up behind Shelby. She was behind the video trailer reading something on her clipboard. He grabbed her around the waist. Shelby screamed and dropped the clipboard. "Chill Shelby, it's just me." Jeff said. "Jeff you scared the shit out of me!" She yelled at him. Jeff could tell she was really upset. "I'm sorry Shelby. Are you okay?" he asked worried. "Yea, I'm sorry I yelled. Just been a long day." She said. "It's okay. We still on for tonight." He asked. "Sure." She said. "I rode in with Brock and Trish. Can I ride back with you tonight?" he asked. "Yea that would be great." She said. She was relieved she didn't want to have to walk through the dark parking lot by herself. "Okay then I'll see you later." He said waving. Shelby sighed. She had to stop being so jumpy.
Taker had followed Rosy and Jamel around all afternoon. He was pretty sure they were up to something. But he hadn't seen anything unusual. Maybe he was just being paranoid. He shrugged and headed to his dressing room. He had a match wit Triple H tonight. He had to keep his mind on that. He shook his head trying to get Shelby's image out of his head. But her sweet little face was lodged in there. Damn Taker haven't you learned your lesson with women yet they aint nothing but trouble he told himself.