I sighed deeply as Shane and I walked down the sidewalk holding
hands. "What?" he asked.
I smiled as I glanced over at him. I looked up at the trees in the park we were walking into. "I love New York. It's so beautiful."
"Yeah it is. Sometimes. But I hate to be in Buffalo in the winter. They get haymakers of snow storms!" I laughed at his comment and nodded.
"Yeah, the snow sucks, but everything else about it is so beautiful."
"You know what's beautiful?" he asked as he looked at me with a smile.
"What?" I asked sweetly.
"You. You are beautiful!" he said before kissing me gently.
"I love you."
"I love you too!" he exclaimed kissing me once again.
"So what's Montreal like?" I asked as we sat on a bench.
"It's like any other Canadian city," he said casually.
"Always full of details you are Mr. Helms!" I said as I snuggled up next to him. A leaf fell on my head and he laughed as he took it off.
"Well, at least I'm not leaf woman!"
"I'm glad to hear that cause I don't swing that way!" I joked.
"Damn!" he said with a laugh. "I was hoping to see some action between you and Trish!"
"You're so sick!" I said nudging him away.
"But you still love me."
"Yeah, unfortunately!" He wrapped his arms tightly around me as we watched a couple kids sliding down a slide.
"We should probably be getting back to our lives now," I said as we stood.
"Yeah, I suppose so. It was good to just come out here though, wasn't it?"
"Yeah, but it'll be good to get back in the ring too!" I said as we made our journey back to the arena.
"Why am I only valeting?" I asked as I walked into the guy's locker room, catching a couple of the guys without clothes. "Sorry guys."
They nodded as I walked over to Jeff and Shane. "Don't worry about it. You'll get a match again. You've been working really hard. Maybe Eric will let you do a run in to attack Trish or something. Then maybe you can go for the belt," Jeff said pulling his jeans on.
"Yeah, maybe. I do want a belt. And I think I do deserve one. Maybe not now, but at Survivor Series I'd love to have a match against her for it," I said standing.
"Then go talk to Eric about it. And he'll get it to the writers. I'm sure he'll let you do some run-ins tonite. Make a speech about what you are doing, ya know stuff like that!" Shane said kissing my cheek. I nodded before walking out the door in search of Eric.
"What can I do for you Casey?" Eric asked as I walked into his make- shift office.
"I was wondering if I could do something tonite?" I asked.
"You'll be valeting for Shane," he replied.
"I know, but I was thinking more on the lines of interfering in Trish's match tonite. And making a speech and maybe goin towards the woman's belt?" I questioned. He gave me a smirk and I sighed.
"I think that would be possible. Go for it. I'll make a call to the writers to have you written into the match for the woman's belt against Trish for No Mercy," he said putting the news paper up to his nose.
"Actually, I was thinking more on the lines of Survivor Series."
"That's fine. We can arrange that. Now, why don't you go get ready to interfere and make up a speech," he said moving his hand at me to leave.
"Thank you. I really appreciate this!" I said with a smile as I left.
"So?" Jeff asked as I walked back into the room. "I got it! Tonite will be run-in nite and I'll be going for the title at Survivor Series!!!" I said excitedly.
"That's great!" Shane said wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Hey, guys!" Trish said bursting into the locker room. "You all have to come outside with me and see this!"
I looked over at Shane with a confused look on my face. He gave me the same look as he took my hand. Jeff followed Trish out the door, closely, and Shane and I walked slowly behind them.
"Trish, what's goin on?" I asked as she opened a door to the outside. A cold breeze blew through the door and I shivered as Shane pulled me close to his body. We slowly walked out into the cold evening. The sun was almost down completely and the sky was beginning to cloud over.
"Just stand out here for a minute. You'll see," she said with a smile as Jeff wrapped his arms around her. As it got darker and cloudier, the city of Montreal began to light up.
"Is this what you dragged us out here for? To see the city at nite? Trish, we've all seen this before," Shane said as he began to lead me back inside the heated building.
"No, wait. Just be patient," she said softly. And then, it happened. I felt something cold and wet hit my nose. I wiped it off and looked at the sky as it opened up. Slowly, snow began to fall to the ground. Now, being from Maine, this was nothing new, but for some reason, it seemed so special. I smiled as I let the snow fall softly on my face. I pulled away from Shane and closed my eyes. "It's the first snow of the season."
"Trish, this is great. It's so beautiful," I said opening my eyes.
"I know. I just had to share it with the people I'm closest with," she said snuggling against Jeff. Shane walked over to me and pulled me into him once again. We stood together outside in the snow for quite sometime. Just watching it cover the ground.
As Trish's music sounded the end of the tag team match, I ran down the ramp and into the ring. I carried a chair in my hands and hit her in the head with it. My nite was already bad, with the Hurri-Kanes losing the belts to Christian and Jericho. This would hopefully make it better. I glared at her as she laid on the mat. Her hand on the back of her head. I threw the chair down and retreated up the ramp, to have Terri meet me in the back for an interview. Now time for my speech.
"Angel, why'd you just attack Trish Stratus?" she asked. I smiled slightly and stopped, thinking a bit.
"Well, Terri, my nite started out crappy and that made it a little better," I said with a laugh.
"I know you're boyfriend and his partner lost the belts, but that's really no reason to beat up Trish, was it?"
"No, I guess your right. I mean, sure Trish was my best friend. And I do hope she still will be. She showed me the ropes around here, ya know. But sometimes, you just have to do certain things. And this was something I had to do. Trish, if you're watching this, I have a message for ya. I love ya girl, really I do. But you have something I want. You have the woman's championship belt and I want that belt. Now, I'm not asking you to have a match with me right away. I want a match at Survivor Series. That's right, Survivor Series and not No Mercy. Now, if you happen to lose the belt between now and then, that'll be better. But I doubt you will. But come Survivor Series, I will have that belt!" I said walking away. Terri watched me leave shaking her head slightly.
"That was great Angel," Shane said kissing my cheek. He was sitting alone in the Diva's locker room, still in his Hurricane outfit, waiting for me.
"Thanks, Sugar," I said sitting on his lap. "I can't wait to have that belt. If I get that belt."
"You'll get it. They'll give you a push, I can feel it!" he said excitedly.
"Have you been outside lately?" I asked.
"No, why?"
"I was just wondering how much snow was on the ground. Ya know I grew up with snow, massive amounts of snow. And I hated it. But for some reason it all seems so special, beautiful now, ya know? I don't know what it is," I explained with a smile.
"I don't know babe. Maybe it's because you are with the people you love now. You get to share it with me, Jeff, Trish, and so many others!"
"Yeah, I think maybe that's it. I love you all and I feel loved. This is the first time that's ever happened!" I said as I stood. I pulled on my brand new Columbia coat and walked towards the door.
"You going to see what's goin on out there?" Shane asked.
"Yeah, I am." I smiled and walked out the doors and into a winter wonderland.
I lost track of the time as I stood out in the snow. Two inches of wet packed snow already covered the ground. I crossed my arms and shivered as a cold blast of wind blew across my neck. I sighed and was suddenly nailed in the back of the head with something hard. I put my hand to the back of my head and felt the wet cold snow, drip down my neck. I turned around and was nailed in the face with a snow ball. I wiped my face off and glared at the pitcher.
"How does that feel?" he asked.
"I hate you!" I said packing my own snow ball. He stuck his tongue out at me as I aimed. I pulled back and fired, nailing his shoulder.
"You do know this is war!" he yelled as we both began packing snow balls.
"You started it!" I yelled back as I ran behind a tree, carrying my weapons. I peaked around and stuck my tongue out at him as he threw the snow. I ducked back behind the tree and the snow barely missed me. "Care to try again?"
He dodged the snow that I threw at him and ran towards me. I screamed as I ran as fast as I could away from him. He threw a snow ball at me and it hit my back. I slowed down as he got faster and tackled me to the ground.
"Jeff, that was so not cool!" I screamed as he laughed. He straddled me and started rubbing snow all over my face. I screamed through fits of laughter and eventually threw him off of me. He stood up laughing hysterically. I sat up, dripping with melting snow. He grabbed my hands and started pulling me to my feet. I quickly pulled him as hard as possible, forcing him into the snow.
"I can not believe you just did that!" he yelled as I sat there laughing at him. He sat up next to me and nudged my shoulder. "That was fun, wasn't it?"
"Yeah it was. We'll have to do that more often," I said as we smiled at each other.
"We'd better get back inside before we get sick or something," Jeff said as we helped each other off the ground. He wrapped his arm around my waist and we walked back into the nice warm building. He guided me to the Diva's locker room and left me there to change. He returned about a half hour later with hot chocolate in his hands. He smiled and handed me cup. I took a sip as he sat next to me. I shivered and he laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked.
"Just at the look on your face when I pushed you to the ground."
"I hate you!" I laughed.
"Sure you do!" He laughed harder and looked at me as I shivered. "You're seriously cold aren't you?"
"I'm freezing. That hot shower did like nothing for me! I'm gonna have to go back to the hotel and take a bath," I said with chattering teeth.
"Want company?" Jeff asked raising his eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby!" I joked as I jumped on his lap. We laughed as we stared into each others eyes. I swallowed hard and quickly got off his lap. "I gotta go find Shane. I'll see ya tomorrow."
I walked out carrying my gear and walked down to the locker room Shane was in. I opened the door and dropped my stuff. I ran into his arms and kissed him deeply. When we parted, he looked at me confused.
"What was that for?" he asked. "Not that I didn't enjoy it."
"I just felt like kissing you. I felt like I needed to express how much I love you," I said with a smile.
"Well, you did a good job with that!" he laughed. "I love you too."
He kissed me softly and we left for the hotel. I quickly ran a hot bubble bath and lit some candles. I put on some soft music and relaxed in the water. Shane walked in and smiled at me as he brushed his teeth.
"You look pretty damn comfortable, but I think you're missing something."
"Oh? And what's that?" I questioned.
"A little sugar," he smiled. I shook my head and chuckled.
"Yeah, I suppose your right. I could use some right about now. Do you know of anything that could give a sugar rush?" I asked.
"I think I could come up with something."
"I'm sure you could. Why don't you think about it and get back to me?"
"Well, what do ya know? I just thought of something really sweet and sugary."
"And that would be?"
"Close your eyes and you'll find out." I did as I was told. I closed my eyes and waited. I felt the water splash as he climbed in with me. He pushed me forward and climbed in behind me. He rubbed his hands down my body softly. I sighed deeply as he began massaging my shoulders. He placed soft kisses on my neck as he worked my back.
"Guess we're not gonna be having a snowball fight here," I said to Jeff as we walked out of the airport. I slid on my sunglasses and shifted my bag on my shoulder.
"I guess not. I was so looking forward to it to!" Jeff laughed.
"Snowball fight?" Shane asked as he opened the car door for me. He took the book bag off my shoulders and I slid into the car.
"Jeff and I had a snowball fight last nite. That's why I was in the bath tub."
"I see. And we had an awesome time in there didn't we?" Shane asked with a wink. I giggled and shut the door.
"Case, don't forget, shopping spree. With me, Trish, Stace, and Nora!" Amy yelled to me as Shane started the car. I waved and we drove to the hotel.
"Shopping. You girls are always shopping," Shane joked.
"Yeah, well, we are girls. You wouldn't understand since you're a guy," I replied.
"Casey, how long have you and Shane been dating?" Stace asked as we walked through the Gap.
"Dating? They are so beyond dating. They're totally serious," Trish said.
"Yeah, we've been like this for a month," I said.
"More than a month. It's almost two isn't it?" Trish asked.
"Yeah, but I don't remember the exact date."
"Isn't that the guy's job?" Amy joked as she poked my shoulder.
"Yeah, but so what? We're together now, it doesn't matter the date, the time, the weather, nothing. We're all the matters," I said with a dreamy look on my face.
"AWE!!!" everyone said. I was knocked out of my dreamy state and shook my head at them as they laughed.
"That's so sweet!" Nora said slipping her arm around my shoulders.
"Whatever!" I exclaimed as we walked around the mall.
"Oh my God! Case, come here. You know Jeff better than me. I wanna get him something and I think I found the perfect thing!" Trish exclaimed as she pulled me into a novelty store.
"Trish, you know him better. You've known him longer."
"But that doesn't mean I know him! Come on, please help me?!" she pleaded. I nodded and helped her look.
"Well, what did you have in mind?" I asked picking up a few things.
"Well, I was thinking a new bandana."
"I don't know Trish. I mean he does like to wear em, but not as much as he used to when he had longer hair. If you were gonna do that, I'd just design one."
"Well, I suck at that sort of thing. Hmmmmm...what do you suggest?"
"How about a journal?"
"A journal? For a guy?"
"No, I think Casey's right," Amy said standing next to me.
"Why a journal?" Trish questioned as I looked through a stack of different notebooks.
"He's a writer. Whether it be poems or lyrics. He needs something to write that in. And he doesn't have one. He usually uses plain notebooks. This would be something special," I said as I picked up a plain black one. "Put some designs on it. Make it your own creation."
"Casey, I'm not creative like you. Could you do it for me?" Trish asked with puppy dog eyes.
"I suppose I can. What do ya want me to do?" I asked as she paid for the journal.
"Design it. Like you said. Put what you think he'd like to see on it! Please?"
"Yeah, I guess I can do that. Just take me to a craft store so I can get some supplies," I said with a sigh.
"What are you doing, babe?" Shane asked as he sat on the bed. I looked up at him from my position on the floor. I blew a chunk of stray hair out of my face and put down the paint and notebook.
"Jeff's notebook from Trish," I said as I stretched.
"You've been doing that for quite sometime now. What's it been? Three days? Aren't you done yet?" he asked running his hand down my face. He tucked the chunk of hair behind my ear and rubbed my shoulder.
"Nope. I have to make this perfect," I said as I went back to work.
"Casey, you've hardly gotten any sleep. You've been making like sketches, trying things out on paper, and all that. You need to get some sleep. Rest is a good thing. Jeff will love it no matter what it looks like. Plus he'll think Trish did it," Shane said.
"Shane, I have to finish this by tonite. Trish wants to give it to him before the house show," I said not taking my eyes off of the notebook.
"You can get some sleep and still get it done," he said sitting next to me.
"No I can't. I haven't even done the back yet!" I exclaimed as he put his arm around me.
"I'm sure Trish didn't intend for you to spend your nites and days working on this," he said.
"Maybe not, but I'm trying to make it special. Make it the best thing he's ever gotten."
"Wait. Is it because it's for him from Trish? Or for him....from you?" he asked moving his arm. I looked into his soft brown eyes and raised my eyebrow.
"Shane, what do you mean by that?"
"Case, I'm not stupid. I can see how you two are. You'd do anything for him. Including killing yourself to make a gift for someone else to give him. Are you in love with him?"
"No! No, I am not in love with him. I'm in love with you. And only you. What makes you think that I love him?"
"I don't know. I guess I'm just thinking too much."
"Yeah ya are. He's my brother. Nothing more. Don't ever think that I love him and not you." I caressed his face with my hand and cupped his chin. I pulled his face close to mine and kissed him gently. "I love you Gregory Shane Helms. I love you with all my heart."
"I love you too. And I'm sorry. I should know by now that you're not in love with him."
"Me too," I muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing. Now, I gotta get back to work on this thing."
"Fine, do you want any food? Or something to drink?"
"Nope, I'm fine," I said putting my head back down to work. He sighed deeply in a defeated way and walked out of the room.
"Here Trish. I finally finished it," I said handing her the journal.
"Casey, it looks wonderful. Thank you so much," she said embracing me in a hug. She guided me into her room and we sat on her bed. "I hope you didn't go to too much trouble."
"No, not at all. It was fun," I lied as she placed it neatly in a gift bag.
"I really appreciate you doing that for me. Really I do. I'll repay you someday."
"It's no problem, trust me!" I said as I stood. "I gotta go back to my room. I need to get some rest before the house show tonite. I'm so tired for some reason."
"Okay, see ya tonite. And thanks again!" I smiled as I walked out the door.
"Casey! I got the script for the pay per view!" I heard Jeff yell to me from down the hall.
"What do you mean?" I asked as he ran up to me waving paper in front of me.
"You have a match, with me, against Lance Storm and William Regal," Jeff said as a smile crept across his face.
"But I wasn't supposed to have a match."
"Well, you do now. So what? Ya know, we did make a good team the other nite."
"You don't think they're gonna put us in a story line of some sort do you?"
"I don't know. Maybe. I mean, your story line with Shane really isn't goin anywhere's."
"So? Matt and Lita's weren't really doing too well after awhile either. But I think ours could go someplace. No offense Jeff, but I wanna have a story line with him and not you."
"Oh....I guess I understand," he said sadly before walking away.
"But!!!! Maybe you're right. Maybe we will be in a story line. Maybe Shane and I will end. I don't know, only the future will be able to tell us!" I yelled after him. He turned around and smiled.
"I'll see ya tonite, babe. I love you!" he said continuing on his way. I smiled and walked back to my room. I heard the shower running and slid under the blankets. I curled myself into a little ball and fell asleep.
I smiled as I glanced over at him. I looked up at the trees in the park we were walking into. "I love New York. It's so beautiful."
"Yeah it is. Sometimes. But I hate to be in Buffalo in the winter. They get haymakers of snow storms!" I laughed at his comment and nodded.
"Yeah, the snow sucks, but everything else about it is so beautiful."
"You know what's beautiful?" he asked as he looked at me with a smile.
"What?" I asked sweetly.
"You. You are beautiful!" he said before kissing me gently.
"I love you."
"I love you too!" he exclaimed kissing me once again.
"So what's Montreal like?" I asked as we sat on a bench.
"It's like any other Canadian city," he said casually.
"Always full of details you are Mr. Helms!" I said as I snuggled up next to him. A leaf fell on my head and he laughed as he took it off.
"Well, at least I'm not leaf woman!"
"I'm glad to hear that cause I don't swing that way!" I joked.
"Damn!" he said with a laugh. "I was hoping to see some action between you and Trish!"
"You're so sick!" I said nudging him away.
"But you still love me."
"Yeah, unfortunately!" He wrapped his arms tightly around me as we watched a couple kids sliding down a slide.
"We should probably be getting back to our lives now," I said as we stood.
"Yeah, I suppose so. It was good to just come out here though, wasn't it?"
"Yeah, but it'll be good to get back in the ring too!" I said as we made our journey back to the arena.
"Why am I only valeting?" I asked as I walked into the guy's locker room, catching a couple of the guys without clothes. "Sorry guys."
They nodded as I walked over to Jeff and Shane. "Don't worry about it. You'll get a match again. You've been working really hard. Maybe Eric will let you do a run in to attack Trish or something. Then maybe you can go for the belt," Jeff said pulling his jeans on.
"Yeah, maybe. I do want a belt. And I think I do deserve one. Maybe not now, but at Survivor Series I'd love to have a match against her for it," I said standing.
"Then go talk to Eric about it. And he'll get it to the writers. I'm sure he'll let you do some run-ins tonite. Make a speech about what you are doing, ya know stuff like that!" Shane said kissing my cheek. I nodded before walking out the door in search of Eric.
"What can I do for you Casey?" Eric asked as I walked into his make- shift office.
"I was wondering if I could do something tonite?" I asked.
"You'll be valeting for Shane," he replied.
"I know, but I was thinking more on the lines of interfering in Trish's match tonite. And making a speech and maybe goin towards the woman's belt?" I questioned. He gave me a smirk and I sighed.
"I think that would be possible. Go for it. I'll make a call to the writers to have you written into the match for the woman's belt against Trish for No Mercy," he said putting the news paper up to his nose.
"Actually, I was thinking more on the lines of Survivor Series."
"That's fine. We can arrange that. Now, why don't you go get ready to interfere and make up a speech," he said moving his hand at me to leave.
"Thank you. I really appreciate this!" I said with a smile as I left.
"So?" Jeff asked as I walked back into the room. "I got it! Tonite will be run-in nite and I'll be going for the title at Survivor Series!!!" I said excitedly.
"That's great!" Shane said wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Hey, guys!" Trish said bursting into the locker room. "You all have to come outside with me and see this!"
I looked over at Shane with a confused look on my face. He gave me the same look as he took my hand. Jeff followed Trish out the door, closely, and Shane and I walked slowly behind them.
"Trish, what's goin on?" I asked as she opened a door to the outside. A cold breeze blew through the door and I shivered as Shane pulled me close to his body. We slowly walked out into the cold evening. The sun was almost down completely and the sky was beginning to cloud over.
"Just stand out here for a minute. You'll see," she said with a smile as Jeff wrapped his arms around her. As it got darker and cloudier, the city of Montreal began to light up.
"Is this what you dragged us out here for? To see the city at nite? Trish, we've all seen this before," Shane said as he began to lead me back inside the heated building.
"No, wait. Just be patient," she said softly. And then, it happened. I felt something cold and wet hit my nose. I wiped it off and looked at the sky as it opened up. Slowly, snow began to fall to the ground. Now, being from Maine, this was nothing new, but for some reason, it seemed so special. I smiled as I let the snow fall softly on my face. I pulled away from Shane and closed my eyes. "It's the first snow of the season."
"Trish, this is great. It's so beautiful," I said opening my eyes.
"I know. I just had to share it with the people I'm closest with," she said snuggling against Jeff. Shane walked over to me and pulled me into him once again. We stood together outside in the snow for quite sometime. Just watching it cover the ground.
As Trish's music sounded the end of the tag team match, I ran down the ramp and into the ring. I carried a chair in my hands and hit her in the head with it. My nite was already bad, with the Hurri-Kanes losing the belts to Christian and Jericho. This would hopefully make it better. I glared at her as she laid on the mat. Her hand on the back of her head. I threw the chair down and retreated up the ramp, to have Terri meet me in the back for an interview. Now time for my speech.
"Angel, why'd you just attack Trish Stratus?" she asked. I smiled slightly and stopped, thinking a bit.
"Well, Terri, my nite started out crappy and that made it a little better," I said with a laugh.
"I know you're boyfriend and his partner lost the belts, but that's really no reason to beat up Trish, was it?"
"No, I guess your right. I mean, sure Trish was my best friend. And I do hope she still will be. She showed me the ropes around here, ya know. But sometimes, you just have to do certain things. And this was something I had to do. Trish, if you're watching this, I have a message for ya. I love ya girl, really I do. But you have something I want. You have the woman's championship belt and I want that belt. Now, I'm not asking you to have a match with me right away. I want a match at Survivor Series. That's right, Survivor Series and not No Mercy. Now, if you happen to lose the belt between now and then, that'll be better. But I doubt you will. But come Survivor Series, I will have that belt!" I said walking away. Terri watched me leave shaking her head slightly.
"That was great Angel," Shane said kissing my cheek. He was sitting alone in the Diva's locker room, still in his Hurricane outfit, waiting for me.
"Thanks, Sugar," I said sitting on his lap. "I can't wait to have that belt. If I get that belt."
"You'll get it. They'll give you a push, I can feel it!" he said excitedly.
"Have you been outside lately?" I asked.
"No, why?"
"I was just wondering how much snow was on the ground. Ya know I grew up with snow, massive amounts of snow. And I hated it. But for some reason it all seems so special, beautiful now, ya know? I don't know what it is," I explained with a smile.
"I don't know babe. Maybe it's because you are with the people you love now. You get to share it with me, Jeff, Trish, and so many others!"
"Yeah, I think maybe that's it. I love you all and I feel loved. This is the first time that's ever happened!" I said as I stood. I pulled on my brand new Columbia coat and walked towards the door.
"You going to see what's goin on out there?" Shane asked.
"Yeah, I am." I smiled and walked out the doors and into a winter wonderland.
I lost track of the time as I stood out in the snow. Two inches of wet packed snow already covered the ground. I crossed my arms and shivered as a cold blast of wind blew across my neck. I sighed and was suddenly nailed in the back of the head with something hard. I put my hand to the back of my head and felt the wet cold snow, drip down my neck. I turned around and was nailed in the face with a snow ball. I wiped my face off and glared at the pitcher.
"How does that feel?" he asked.
"I hate you!" I said packing my own snow ball. He stuck his tongue out at me as I aimed. I pulled back and fired, nailing his shoulder.
"You do know this is war!" he yelled as we both began packing snow balls.
"You started it!" I yelled back as I ran behind a tree, carrying my weapons. I peaked around and stuck my tongue out at him as he threw the snow. I ducked back behind the tree and the snow barely missed me. "Care to try again?"
He dodged the snow that I threw at him and ran towards me. I screamed as I ran as fast as I could away from him. He threw a snow ball at me and it hit my back. I slowed down as he got faster and tackled me to the ground.
"Jeff, that was so not cool!" I screamed as he laughed. He straddled me and started rubbing snow all over my face. I screamed through fits of laughter and eventually threw him off of me. He stood up laughing hysterically. I sat up, dripping with melting snow. He grabbed my hands and started pulling me to my feet. I quickly pulled him as hard as possible, forcing him into the snow.
"I can not believe you just did that!" he yelled as I sat there laughing at him. He sat up next to me and nudged my shoulder. "That was fun, wasn't it?"
"Yeah it was. We'll have to do that more often," I said as we smiled at each other.
"We'd better get back inside before we get sick or something," Jeff said as we helped each other off the ground. He wrapped his arm around my waist and we walked back into the nice warm building. He guided me to the Diva's locker room and left me there to change. He returned about a half hour later with hot chocolate in his hands. He smiled and handed me cup. I took a sip as he sat next to me. I shivered and he laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked.
"Just at the look on your face when I pushed you to the ground."
"I hate you!" I laughed.
"Sure you do!" He laughed harder and looked at me as I shivered. "You're seriously cold aren't you?"
"I'm freezing. That hot shower did like nothing for me! I'm gonna have to go back to the hotel and take a bath," I said with chattering teeth.
"Want company?" Jeff asked raising his eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby!" I joked as I jumped on his lap. We laughed as we stared into each others eyes. I swallowed hard and quickly got off his lap. "I gotta go find Shane. I'll see ya tomorrow."
I walked out carrying my gear and walked down to the locker room Shane was in. I opened the door and dropped my stuff. I ran into his arms and kissed him deeply. When we parted, he looked at me confused.
"What was that for?" he asked. "Not that I didn't enjoy it."
"I just felt like kissing you. I felt like I needed to express how much I love you," I said with a smile.
"Well, you did a good job with that!" he laughed. "I love you too."
He kissed me softly and we left for the hotel. I quickly ran a hot bubble bath and lit some candles. I put on some soft music and relaxed in the water. Shane walked in and smiled at me as he brushed his teeth.
"You look pretty damn comfortable, but I think you're missing something."
"Oh? And what's that?" I questioned.
"A little sugar," he smiled. I shook my head and chuckled.
"Yeah, I suppose your right. I could use some right about now. Do you know of anything that could give a sugar rush?" I asked.
"I think I could come up with something."
"I'm sure you could. Why don't you think about it and get back to me?"
"Well, what do ya know? I just thought of something really sweet and sugary."
"And that would be?"
"Close your eyes and you'll find out." I did as I was told. I closed my eyes and waited. I felt the water splash as he climbed in with me. He pushed me forward and climbed in behind me. He rubbed his hands down my body softly. I sighed deeply as he began massaging my shoulders. He placed soft kisses on my neck as he worked my back.
"Guess we're not gonna be having a snowball fight here," I said to Jeff as we walked out of the airport. I slid on my sunglasses and shifted my bag on my shoulder.
"I guess not. I was so looking forward to it to!" Jeff laughed.
"Snowball fight?" Shane asked as he opened the car door for me. He took the book bag off my shoulders and I slid into the car.
"Jeff and I had a snowball fight last nite. That's why I was in the bath tub."
"I see. And we had an awesome time in there didn't we?" Shane asked with a wink. I giggled and shut the door.
"Case, don't forget, shopping spree. With me, Trish, Stace, and Nora!" Amy yelled to me as Shane started the car. I waved and we drove to the hotel.
"Shopping. You girls are always shopping," Shane joked.
"Yeah, well, we are girls. You wouldn't understand since you're a guy," I replied.
"Casey, how long have you and Shane been dating?" Stace asked as we walked through the Gap.
"Dating? They are so beyond dating. They're totally serious," Trish said.
"Yeah, we've been like this for a month," I said.
"More than a month. It's almost two isn't it?" Trish asked.
"Yeah, but I don't remember the exact date."
"Isn't that the guy's job?" Amy joked as she poked my shoulder.
"Yeah, but so what? We're together now, it doesn't matter the date, the time, the weather, nothing. We're all the matters," I said with a dreamy look on my face.
"AWE!!!" everyone said. I was knocked out of my dreamy state and shook my head at them as they laughed.
"That's so sweet!" Nora said slipping her arm around my shoulders.
"Whatever!" I exclaimed as we walked around the mall.
"Oh my God! Case, come here. You know Jeff better than me. I wanna get him something and I think I found the perfect thing!" Trish exclaimed as she pulled me into a novelty store.
"Trish, you know him better. You've known him longer."
"But that doesn't mean I know him! Come on, please help me?!" she pleaded. I nodded and helped her look.
"Well, what did you have in mind?" I asked picking up a few things.
"Well, I was thinking a new bandana."
"I don't know Trish. I mean he does like to wear em, but not as much as he used to when he had longer hair. If you were gonna do that, I'd just design one."
"Well, I suck at that sort of thing. Hmmmmm...what do you suggest?"
"How about a journal?"
"A journal? For a guy?"
"No, I think Casey's right," Amy said standing next to me.
"Why a journal?" Trish questioned as I looked through a stack of different notebooks.
"He's a writer. Whether it be poems or lyrics. He needs something to write that in. And he doesn't have one. He usually uses plain notebooks. This would be something special," I said as I picked up a plain black one. "Put some designs on it. Make it your own creation."
"Casey, I'm not creative like you. Could you do it for me?" Trish asked with puppy dog eyes.
"I suppose I can. What do ya want me to do?" I asked as she paid for the journal.
"Design it. Like you said. Put what you think he'd like to see on it! Please?"
"Yeah, I guess I can do that. Just take me to a craft store so I can get some supplies," I said with a sigh.
"What are you doing, babe?" Shane asked as he sat on the bed. I looked up at him from my position on the floor. I blew a chunk of stray hair out of my face and put down the paint and notebook.
"Jeff's notebook from Trish," I said as I stretched.
"You've been doing that for quite sometime now. What's it been? Three days? Aren't you done yet?" he asked running his hand down my face. He tucked the chunk of hair behind my ear and rubbed my shoulder.
"Nope. I have to make this perfect," I said as I went back to work.
"Casey, you've hardly gotten any sleep. You've been making like sketches, trying things out on paper, and all that. You need to get some sleep. Rest is a good thing. Jeff will love it no matter what it looks like. Plus he'll think Trish did it," Shane said.
"Shane, I have to finish this by tonite. Trish wants to give it to him before the house show," I said not taking my eyes off of the notebook.
"You can get some sleep and still get it done," he said sitting next to me.
"No I can't. I haven't even done the back yet!" I exclaimed as he put his arm around me.
"I'm sure Trish didn't intend for you to spend your nites and days working on this," he said.
"Maybe not, but I'm trying to make it special. Make it the best thing he's ever gotten."
"Wait. Is it because it's for him from Trish? Or for him....from you?" he asked moving his arm. I looked into his soft brown eyes and raised my eyebrow.
"Shane, what do you mean by that?"
"Case, I'm not stupid. I can see how you two are. You'd do anything for him. Including killing yourself to make a gift for someone else to give him. Are you in love with him?"
"No! No, I am not in love with him. I'm in love with you. And only you. What makes you think that I love him?"
"I don't know. I guess I'm just thinking too much."
"Yeah ya are. He's my brother. Nothing more. Don't ever think that I love him and not you." I caressed his face with my hand and cupped his chin. I pulled his face close to mine and kissed him gently. "I love you Gregory Shane Helms. I love you with all my heart."
"I love you too. And I'm sorry. I should know by now that you're not in love with him."
"Me too," I muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing. Now, I gotta get back to work on this thing."
"Fine, do you want any food? Or something to drink?"
"Nope, I'm fine," I said putting my head back down to work. He sighed deeply in a defeated way and walked out of the room.
"Here Trish. I finally finished it," I said handing her the journal.
"Casey, it looks wonderful. Thank you so much," she said embracing me in a hug. She guided me into her room and we sat on her bed. "I hope you didn't go to too much trouble."
"No, not at all. It was fun," I lied as she placed it neatly in a gift bag.
"I really appreciate you doing that for me. Really I do. I'll repay you someday."
"It's no problem, trust me!" I said as I stood. "I gotta go back to my room. I need to get some rest before the house show tonite. I'm so tired for some reason."
"Okay, see ya tonite. And thanks again!" I smiled as I walked out the door.
"Casey! I got the script for the pay per view!" I heard Jeff yell to me from down the hall.
"What do you mean?" I asked as he ran up to me waving paper in front of me.
"You have a match, with me, against Lance Storm and William Regal," Jeff said as a smile crept across his face.
"But I wasn't supposed to have a match."
"Well, you do now. So what? Ya know, we did make a good team the other nite."
"You don't think they're gonna put us in a story line of some sort do you?"
"I don't know. Maybe. I mean, your story line with Shane really isn't goin anywhere's."
"So? Matt and Lita's weren't really doing too well after awhile either. But I think ours could go someplace. No offense Jeff, but I wanna have a story line with him and not you."
"Oh....I guess I understand," he said sadly before walking away.
"But!!!! Maybe you're right. Maybe we will be in a story line. Maybe Shane and I will end. I don't know, only the future will be able to tell us!" I yelled after him. He turned around and smiled.
"I'll see ya tonite, babe. I love you!" he said continuing on his way. I smiled and walked back to my room. I heard the shower running and slid under the blankets. I curled myself into a little ball and fell asleep.