Part 6
By the time Stephanie had entered Austin's room, Abbie and Hunter had left the bar. In fact he was being a gentleman and walking her to her room, he had what he'd wanted most of all at that moment, her number and knew that despite the fact that Austin would dog him over it... he *was* going to see her again. Before either one of them realised it they were at her door.
"I guess this is goodnight" Hunter told her gently raising her hand and placing a kiss upon it.
"Goodnight... not good-bye?" Abbie questioned. There was still a part of her that didn't expect him to call, not out of fear of her brother but because seeing her wouldn't be worth the hassle.
Hunter looked at her, his eyes showing his conviction. "No, I definitely plan on seeing you again" he told her giving her a quick kiss on the lips, "and soon."
Hunter waited until she had unlocked the door and then turned to walk away. Before she could lose her nerve, Abbie grabbed him and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. When they broke apart Hunter was staring at her.
"What?"
"Are you sure about this?" he asked her, "We haven't known each other a day yet."
"I know enough" was her reply as she pulled him into her room with her.
When Austin arrived at the hotel bar with Stephanie, Kurt and Debra trailing after him (one in concern and two wanting to watch the resulting show), he found nothing. He turned to the two snitches.
"Well?" he said, "I don't see my Abbie... or Triple H."
Stephanie barged past him, "You must be blind. No one could miss Hunter swollen head." Stephanie looked around and saw two people lost in the shadows. "There they are" Steph pointed them out.
Austin marched off in the direction he'd been pointed, but returned less than a minute later and backed Stephanie into a corner.
"Next time you want to piss me off, little girl" Austin started, "At least pick some look-a-like's. Billy and Chucky don't happen to look anything like Abbie or Triple H."
Austin grabbed Debra's arm and dragged her back to the room, leaving Stephanie and Kurt standing there dumbfounded and being waved at by Billy and Chucky.
The next morning...
Abbie was awoken by a pounding on the door to her room. Seeing Hunter was still asleep, she slipped from the bed and slipped on her robe, then padded over to the door.
"Who is it?" she asked sleepily.
"WHAT?! Who'd ya think it would be?" the booming voice of her brother echoed through the door.
Abbie opened the door a crack and looked out at her brother, "I thought I was meeting you and Debra later on... downstairs."
"You were" Steve replied, "Just thought that you might want to have brekkie with your poor old brother."
"Or maybe I'd like to catch up on some sleep?" she suggested.
"Why? Didn't you sleep well?" Steve asked her suspiciously.
Abbie looked at him, "Strange bed."
Steve seemed to accept the explanation, "Are ya comin'?"
"Nope" she told him, "I'll be there as I promised before though."
"Okay" Steve said. He looked at her funny for a moment and was about to walk away when she stopped him.
"Steve. Are you okay?"
He shook his head, "That bitch Stephanie was knocking on my door at midnight."
"Why?" Abbie asked even though she had a fair idea.
"She and that jackass fiance of hers... they had some cock and bull story about you and Triple H being all romantic in the bar" Steve told her. "Turned out to be Billy and Chucky... pretending not to be romantic in the bar."
"Wow.... quite a night."
"I'll see ya in a couple of hours" Steve told her walking away.
Abbie closed the door and leaned against it for a few moments. She needed to wake Hunter up and tell him about what Stephanie and Kurt had done. However as she approached the bed she just climbed in and snuggled up to him, unwilling to destroy the illusion... at least for a little while.
