Vince picked up his phone that was ringing. "Hello." He said the first thing he heard was screaming in the back ground. "Hey Vince, its Taker. I wanted to you Know that Eric Bishoff is the one who sent them two goons after Shelby." Taker said. "What? Well I guess I shouldn't be surprised." Vince said sighing. Vince heard another scream and a crash. "What the hell is going on?" Vince asked. "Me and Brock and Jeff just teaching the boy a lesson." Taker said. Vince laughed. "Just don't kill him Taker and by the way give him a message for me. Tell him he's fired." Vince said. "Sure thing Vince." Taker said and hung up.
Taker dusted his self off and looked at the other two men. "Not bad for a nights work." He said. "You got that right." Jeff said. "Let's go." Brock said and headed back for Taker's room.
Taker opened the door. Trish and Shelby were on the couch watching TV. Trish jumped and went over to Brock. "Is everything okay?" she asked. "Yes." He said and kissed her. Taker went over to Shelby. "You feeling better?" he asked her. "Yea." She said smiling up at him. Jeff came over and sat down. "Sweetie you ready to go back to your room?" he asked. "Yes I'm tired. I just want to go to bed." She said. "She's going with me for a while. I'll have her back to the room shortly Trish." Brock said. Shelby looked at him nervously. He looked pissed. Shelby went over to Taker. "Thank you for helping me tonight. I don't know what I would have done if you weren't there." She said and reached up and kissed him on the cheek. "No problem little girl. I'm sorry for that junk I said to you the other day. I didn't mean it." Taker said. Shelby nodded. She went and gave Jeff a hug. "I'll see you tomorrow." She said. Brock took Shelby's hand. They walked back to his room in silence. Brock opened the door for her and he followed her in. He went to his bag and pulled out a shirt and some sweats. "I'm sure you want a shower. Here you can wear this till you get to your room." Brock said. "Thanks Brock." She said and went to take a shower.
Shelby pulled on the too big clothes and walked back into the room. Brock was sitting on the couch looking at TV. When he heard her come out he turned it off. "Come here Shelby and sit down." He said. She walked over and sat beside him. He looked at her eye. "You got quite a shiner there." He said. He went and got some alcohol and some cotton balls. "Have you had a tetanus shot lately? What did you cut your arm on?" Brock asked. "I had one when I was 10." She said. "I don't know what I cut it on. I fell on something." She said. He cleaned out the cut with alcohol. "That hurts Brock." She said squirming. "Stop wiggling." He said. Shelby sat still. She wasn't thrilled with his tone of voice. He sounded pissed. "I'll take you to one of the medics tomorrow to get a tetanus shot." He said. Shelby hated shots, but she wasn't about to argue with him. "Okay." She said. He put a bandage on her arm and sat back. "Now do you mind telling me what in the hell you were thinking? Why didn't you tell me what was going on. I could have ended this mess before it started." Brock said. "I got to learn to handle things on my own Brock. I didn't want to involve you. You might have got hurt or something." Shelby said. "Shelby you're a smart girl, theres a lot of stuff you can handle on your own. Rosy and Jamel are not one of them. Do you realize what would have happened to you tonight if Taker had not been there?" Brock asked. Shelby nodded and shivered. "Good cause I want you to think about it long and hard. We're friends Shelby. It really bothers me you didn't come to me, I thought you trusted me." He said. Shelby looked down. "Look at me." Brock said. Shelby looked up at him. "I think of you as my little sister or something. It would kill me if something happened to you." He said. Brock pulled her into his arms for a hug. "I'm sorry Brock. I wanted to tell you. I just didn't want to be acting like a baby." She said. "Shelby I swear I should put you across my knee. I will too if you ever endanger yourself like that again." He said hugging her. She was fixing to say something smart and then thought better of it. "Now on to the next thing. I'm going to ask Trish to marry me?" Brock said. "Brock that's great!" Shelby said. "Do you think she will say yes?" Brock said sounding worried. "Brock she loves you believe me. She will say yes." Shelby said. "Yes I know, but I think she loves you too." Brock said. "Brock me and Trish are friends. WE love each other as friends. Our sexual relationship was a stepping stone for both of us. We helped each other. But believe me it you she loves." Shelby said. Brock nodded. He love Trish to pieces but once they were married he wasn't going to share her not even with Shelby. He knew they were best friends but sexually that part was going to have to be over. "You know Jeff and Taker both like you?" he asked. "Yea I know. I'm only 21. I'm not ready to declare my undying love for either one of them." Shelby said. Brock nodded that's what he had thought. "I don't think either one is going to accept that, there going to want you to make a choice." He said. "Then there both going to be upset. I can't do that right now. I like both of them. I need time to get to know both of them." She said. Brock knew that neither man was going to go for that. He kissed her on her forehead. "I'm here if you need me." He said. "I know." She said smiling.
Eric had pulled himself to the bathroom. When he looked in the mirror he cringed. His whole body hurt. He ran water in the sink and started to clean his face up. He moaned from the pain. That little bitch he thought, this is all her fault. He had lost his job because of her. Well she hasn't seen the last of me, If it's the last thing I do I'll make her pay he thought.