John sat on his couch drinking a beer. He flipped on the TV. Wrestling was starting. He had just two more weeks before the doctors released him, and he would be back to wrestling himself. He couldn't wait. He had been injured a couple of months ago, a knee injury. He felt ready to go back, but the doctors insisted on the time frame for recovery. He drank his beer and watched wishing he was back now.
Nikki reloaded her camera at ringside. She was getting some great shots tonight. Mark's match was up next, he was wrestling Batista. She hoped Mark beat him good, Nikki didn't like Batista, he gave her the creeps. Nikki got closer to ringside and took some shots of Batista as he came down and into the ring. He leaned over the ropes and leered at her. "Get lost bitch." She said to him. He frowned and turned back to the ring. Mark's music hit and the crowd went wild. Nikki could understand why. He looked awesome. He slowed down when he rode past her. He gave her a not to happy look, she guessed he was still pissed about this afternoon. Nikki grinned and winked at him. Mark looked surprised as hell. Nikki just laughed and snapped a couple of pictures of him. Mark got in the ring and the match began. Mark was doing great. He was dominating the match. Nikki got a shot of him giving Batista a boot to the face. Mark was defiantly going to win, that is until Ric flair interfered. He came running out and threw a chair up to Batista. When Mark turned around, Batista hit him in the forehead with the chair, the problem was a bolt on the side of the chair caught him right on the forehead and split him wide open. Even Batista looked shocked. Mark went down cold. Nikki didn't even think, she pulled off her shirt she had over her tank top and jumped in the ring, running to Mark. She pressed down on the wound to try and stop the bleeding. Nikki looked down there was blood everywhere. "Come on Mark, be okay." She whispered.
"Damn, Mark was really fucked up." John thought. He wondered who that little girl was that jumped in the ring to help him. John listened to the commentary. "King look our newest photographer has jumped in the ring to help The Undertaker." JR said. "Yea, Makes you wonder what's going on there?" King said. "King I don't think it means anything's going on, she's just trying to help till the medics get here." JR said. "Well you know who she is, don't you JR?" King asked. "Yes, we were lucky to get her here at the WWE. She's Nikki Westfield, one of the most renowned photographers in the world. She's made a name for herself for one so young." JR said. "Her mother is none other than Monica Westfield Brogan, one of the wealthiest women in the world, and one of the most beautiful too." King said.
John spewed his beer all over the place. The sounds of the commentary were lost to him. He stared at the beautiful young girl on the screen. In his head all he heard was a little voice. "Daddy please don't go, don't leave me." Tears ran down Johns face as he looked at her. It was his little Nikki, his baby girl. She was working for the WWE. He felt guilt clawing his insides. She wasn't little anymore. She was grown. She probably didn't even remember him. He sat there long after wrestling went off. He had to figure out what he was going to do.
Mark lay in the medic's office cussing and struggling to get up. "Mark you idiot. You're got to have that stapled." Glen said trying to hold him still. "No, I'm going to kill that damn Batista, Fucking let me up." Mark yelled. "Hell Nikki should have just let you bleed to death, you stubborn ass." Glen said. "What the hell are ya talking about?" Mark asked. "Nikki's the one who jumped up in the ring and stopped the bleeding, till the medics could get there." Glen said. Mark was floored, "why would she do that?" he wondered. Nikki walked in the room. "What's all the yelling about?" Nikki asked. "This dumb ass won't let them staple his head." Glen said exasperated. Nikki walked over beside Mark and looked down at him. Hey tough guy, what's wrong afraid of a few staples?" Nikki asked grinning. "Don't need em." Mark growled. "Mark I don't want to hurt your feelings or anything, but that looks really disgusting. You don't get that fixed; I have a feeling it's going to cut down on the number of dates you get. Besides you don't want what little bit of brains you got spilling out, do you?" Nikki said. "Smart ass." Mark grumbled. "Always." Nikki said grinning. Nikki picked up his big hand in her small one. "Let them staple it, please?" Nikki said. Mark looked up at her and squeezed her small hand that was tucked into his. "Fuck, go ahead doc." Mark said. Glen watched in amazement as Mark laid there as meek as a kitten and let the doctor staple his forehead. The doc got done and went to get Mark some pain medicine. "Nikki, why did you jump in the ring and help me?" Mark asked. Nikki looked at him. "Well let's see, you get laid out on your ass, not able to speak or bitch at me, that is an opportunity I couldn't pass on." Nikki said smiling down at him. Mark reached up with one finger and caressed her cheek. "Thank you." He whispered. Nikki bent down to his ear. "I was scared to death; I promised I would be nicer to you if you were all right. Do you think I can take that back now?" she whispered. Mark burst out laughing. Glen smiled wondering what she had told him. "No way little girl, I'm holding ya to it." Mark said in amusement. The doctor came back in and gave the pills to Nikki. "He can take two of these once you get him in bed. Wake him very two hours tonight to see if he wakes alright and check his eyes for dilatation." The doctor said. "Whoa now, hold on. I can take care of myself." Mark protested trying to grab the pills from Nikki. Nikki put them in her pocket. "Shut up, Mark. I'll just leave the connecting door open. I'll check on you every couple of hours, no big deal." Nikki said. "Don't tell me to shut up." Mark snapped. Nikki rolled her eyes. She took Mark's hand and helped him set up. "Come on Glen; help me get him to the truck." Nikki said. Glen got on one side and Nikki on the other and they headed for her truck.