A/N: Thanks to Carrianne, Ashley, and xtremelybold for reviewing. And Ashley- I know all about the horrors of political science and how mmuch college sucks sometimes :) Even though Jeff Hardy was 'severed' from the WWE this morning, he remains with them in this story- I couldn't have it any other way :)
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Sam was standing around a monitor in the back when that footage was played. This match had been hyped throughout the first hour of the show. JR and King had also 'leaked' what information they could about Ronnie. Although Sam's eyes were on the screen, her mind was not. She was still trying to fathom the idea of her and Shane together. Sure, it was only onscreen, but why didn't Stephanie tell her about this? And of course she was still upset about Ronnie being back. She was shaken out of her stupor by a pair of arms hugging her from behind.
"Hey." Shane set his chin on her shoulder.
"Hey Shane."
"You ok?"
She nodded. "Mmhhmm. Just thinking about everything. Are you ok?"
"I will be when we can go back to the hotel and forget everything crappy that happened tonight."
"Aren't you coming to the club?"
Shane turned her around. "You're still going?"
"I told Randy I would Shane."
He narrowed his eyes. "And what Orton wants is more important than what I want?"
"No Shane, but what I want is more important, and what I want is to go out and relax."
"Fine, I'll go. She had better not be there. It was hard enough to be civil passing her in the hall."
Sam ruffled his hair. "Don't worry big guy, we'll keep ya distracted."
He put an arm around her neck and they started walking towards the gorilla position. "I bet you will"
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Jeff Hardy stood in the middle of the ring as the lights in the arena went dark.
"Stand back! There's a Hurricane coming through!" The music started as Shane and Ronnie came out onto the ramp.
"And his tag team partner, being escorted by Lila Banks, from Raleigh, North Carolina....The Hurricane!" Lillian Garcia announced as they made their way down to the ring.
Sam was standing behind the curtain with Dave and Randy, waiting for the music to start. When the first beat hit Randy grabbed her hand and the three walked out.
Lillian picked up her microphone. "And their opponents, being escorted by their agent Samantha Hardy, Evolution members Randy Orton and Batista!"
Reaching the ring, Dave and Randy climbed in. Sam shot sorry looks over to Jeff and Shane just like she was supposed to. 'Hey,' she thought. 'I do feel sorry for them.' She smiled to herself.
Throughout most of the match Sam was supposed to do her best to look impartial, equally cheering both teams. But when Randy did a moonsault off the top rope, she got excited and started yelling encouraging things to him. The ref gave her the sign, so she climbed up on the side of the ring, which was to signal wrapping up the match. She watched Randy as he prepared to slam Shane onto the mat and she felt Ronnie lightly brush her ankle. That meant Ronnie was about to pull Sam off the apron. She did, and Sam slammed her face into the mats when she fell. Randy got distracted when he saw this, which gave Shane the advantage. He snuck up behind Randy and rolled him up for the pin. Sam stood up and looked to see who had pulled her down. Spotting Ronnie, she ran towards her and jumped on her. Jeff got in between them and pulled them apart.
"What in the hell are you doing Sam?"
She tried to shove him out of the way to get back to Ronnie, who Shane had pulled into the ring. "Get out of my way Jeff. That bitch had no right." Sam was screaming and pointing at Ronnie. Finally she was able to push Jeff out of the way. Climbing into the ring she scrambled over to Ronnie. This time Shane stood in the middle, holding a microphone.
"Oh, no Citizen Sam. No violence on The Hurricane's watch." Randy Orton came up behind Sam and tapped her on the shoulder. She whirled around, not knowing who it was. Seeing Randy, she calmed a bit. He put his hand on her face.
"Are you okay?" The concern was evident in both his voice and action.
Sam was livid. "No, I am not okay! That-" She was interrupted by Eric Bischoff's music blasting throughout the arena.
Eric came out holding a microphone and grinning. "Gee, Sam, you did a real good job staying neutral, didn't you?"
She grabbed Shane's microphone. "That's me Eric, Samantha 'Switzerland' Hardy." she replied very sarcastically.
"The attitude, while amusing, is completely unnecessary. You failed the challenge Sam."
She laughed. "Your challenge was stupid and pointless, Eric. You know it, I know it. Everyone standing here knows it."
"Look, Samantha, I was just having fun with you since you're the new girl. You really don't mind, right?" He was grinning cockily.
"Oh, it was just a game. Alright Eric. I have a game for you. It's called 'How do I explain to Vince that I can't put on a show?'"
Eric looked confused. "Why would I have to do that?"
"Because you pissed me off Eric. In case you weren't paying attention to the memo earlier, I am now the agent of several of your RAW superstars. And there are clauses in all of their contracts that I can use if I feel that conditions aren't favorable for them to compete." The crowd was going crazy.
Eric's jaw dropped. "You can't do that!"
She smirked. "I'm the agent, Mr. Bischoff. I can do whatever I want. Hmmm...that sounds familiar, doesn't it." He practically ran behind the curtain. Randy Orton's music came on as Sam turned around, gave Ronnie a nasty look, and grabbed Randy's hand before exiting the ring. At the top of the ramp Sam looked down at her brother and just shook her head as the show went to commercial.
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She let go of Randy's hand as she was swept into a huge hug by Eric. "Honey that was great. The fans were loving it."
She smiled as she returned the hug. "Thanks, Eric. I hope the nervousness goes away though."
"It never goes away." He smiled and walked away. Randy and Dave were next, Randy picking Sam up and swinging her around.
"You did excellent." He set her down and Dave picked her up.
"I agree with Orton." Sam's eyes widened, and Dave chuckled. "I know, mark that on the calendar."
Sam backed away and was immediately picked up by Jeff. "What is with everyone picking me up tonight?" She laughed when Jeff immeadiatley dropped her. "Thanks Jeffy."
He smiled. "No prob."
She put her hands on her hips. "Well?"
"You were ok, I guess." She smacked his arm, and he laughed. "OK, you did really well Sweets."
"Thanks Jeff." He went on to the locker room. Ronnie stopped next to Sam. She looked nervous. "You weren't really hurt, right?" There was quite a visible red mark on Sam's face.
"No, Ronnie, I'm fine." When Sam said nothing else, Ronnie started walking away. Sam sighed.
"Ronnie?" She turned. "Thanks." Ronnie nodded and continued towards the back.
Sam knew Shane was right behind her. She turned and leaned her head against his chest. "God I hate having a conscience."
He laughed while rubbing her back slowly. "I don't hate it, I just don't have one." He could feel Sam laughing against him. "What are you laughig at down there?" She just shook her head. "You really did do a good job Sam. This angle might actually go somewhere."
She shrugged. "Maybe. The whole contract thing was kind of farfetched, but I was told that it will be fixed next week."
"Then it probably will." Sam just nodded, content to be standing in Shane's arms. She didn't realize she was so tired, but she could feel the heat from Shane's body and she was slowly falling asleep. He noticed, and shook her a little bit.
"Hey there girlie. Wake up. There is a club calling our name, remember?"
She nodded slowly. "Yep." Shane took her hand as they walked toward the locker rooms.
"Are you showering here or in the room?"
"I was thinking at the hotel because the club is really close to it, so it isn't a waste of time to go back there instead of going straight from here."
"Sounds good." They both went to grab their bags and met back at the car. Sam turned to Shane after she climbed in. "Amy said the she and Matt would ride back with Jeff and Beth. I'm supposed to call her when we leave for the the club."
He nodded. "That works." They rode the rest of the way in comfortable silence. Sam claimed the shower first, so Shane rested on the couch. When she came out, he wasn't really paying attention until she walked in front of the television. His eyes got huge.
"What in the blue hell are you wearing Sam?"
She looked down at herself. "Clothes."
"Scraps of fabric are more like it."
Sam rolled her eyes. "Whatever Shane." He just got up and went into the shower, slamming the door behind him. "I like what I'm wearing," Sam said to herself. She had on very low low rise jeans, a silver belt, a white halter, and boots. 'Sure the shirt shows my stomach, but so what?' she thought. 'I work hard for it, I can show it off.' She was flipping throught the channels herself when Shane came out.
"Damn boy, you clean up nicely." And he did. Dressed in black jeans and a blue t-shirt, Shane looked great.
He grinned. "I know." Sam threw a pillow at him, which he ducked to avoid. He walked over and pulled her off the couch. "Ready?"
"Think so." She grabbed money, her cell, and her keycard. "Now I am." When they got into the car Sam called Amy.
"Hello?"
"Hey Amers. Damn, I can barely hear you!"
"Hold on!" She could hear Amy walking through the club and then the doors slam behind her. "Ok, better?"
"Much. Just wanted to let you know that we are on our way."
"OK. Sam, this is incredibly weird, but I thought I should warn you."
"About?"
"David is here."
"WHAT? Why is he there?"
She could hear Amy sigh. "He showed up backstage after you and Shane left. He mumbled some shit to Matt about being wrong and wanting to apologize to you. We all refused to talk to him."
"Then how did he know I would be there."
"Apparently Ronnie told him."
"That bitch. Just when I start to think she doesn't have triple 6's on her skull she pulls shit like that." She sighed as Shane pulled in to the parking lot. "OK, Amy, I can see you now. We'll be in in a few, ok?"
Sam could see Amy nod. "OK Sam, see ya in a bit."
Sam shut her phone and turned to Shane. "We live in a damn soap opera Shane. Who is the last person you would expect to see here tonight?"
He looked confused. "Why would David be here Sam?"
"Like you knew who." He reached for her hand and turned it over, showing his and nodding at it.
"Because I know you like the back of my hand." She leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"Thanks Shane. I guess we just go in and find out what he's up to now."
They got past the bouncer and found a couple of tables being monopolized by the WWE superstars. Shane and Sam greeted everyone and were walking out to the dance floor when someone tapped her shoulder. Turning, she saw David.
"David, what are you doing here?"
"Sam, I was an idiot. I want you back."
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A/N:David is an idiot, isn't he? LOL. And while I would love to have Ronnie be the ultimate bitch, she has a reason for everything she has done (and will do) since entering the WWE though she does have a lot to prove.
As usual, please read and review whether good or bad. Thanks!
Lisa
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Sam was standing around a monitor in the back when that footage was played. This match had been hyped throughout the first hour of the show. JR and King had also 'leaked' what information they could about Ronnie. Although Sam's eyes were on the screen, her mind was not. She was still trying to fathom the idea of her and Shane together. Sure, it was only onscreen, but why didn't Stephanie tell her about this? And of course she was still upset about Ronnie being back. She was shaken out of her stupor by a pair of arms hugging her from behind.
"Hey." Shane set his chin on her shoulder.
"Hey Shane."
"You ok?"
She nodded. "Mmhhmm. Just thinking about everything. Are you ok?"
"I will be when we can go back to the hotel and forget everything crappy that happened tonight."
"Aren't you coming to the club?"
Shane turned her around. "You're still going?"
"I told Randy I would Shane."
He narrowed his eyes. "And what Orton wants is more important than what I want?"
"No Shane, but what I want is more important, and what I want is to go out and relax."
"Fine, I'll go. She had better not be there. It was hard enough to be civil passing her in the hall."
Sam ruffled his hair. "Don't worry big guy, we'll keep ya distracted."
He put an arm around her neck and they started walking towards the gorilla position. "I bet you will"
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Jeff Hardy stood in the middle of the ring as the lights in the arena went dark.
"Stand back! There's a Hurricane coming through!" The music started as Shane and Ronnie came out onto the ramp.
"And his tag team partner, being escorted by Lila Banks, from Raleigh, North Carolina....The Hurricane!" Lillian Garcia announced as they made their way down to the ring.
Sam was standing behind the curtain with Dave and Randy, waiting for the music to start. When the first beat hit Randy grabbed her hand and the three walked out.
Lillian picked up her microphone. "And their opponents, being escorted by their agent Samantha Hardy, Evolution members Randy Orton and Batista!"
Reaching the ring, Dave and Randy climbed in. Sam shot sorry looks over to Jeff and Shane just like she was supposed to. 'Hey,' she thought. 'I do feel sorry for them.' She smiled to herself.
Throughout most of the match Sam was supposed to do her best to look impartial, equally cheering both teams. But when Randy did a moonsault off the top rope, she got excited and started yelling encouraging things to him. The ref gave her the sign, so she climbed up on the side of the ring, which was to signal wrapping up the match. She watched Randy as he prepared to slam Shane onto the mat and she felt Ronnie lightly brush her ankle. That meant Ronnie was about to pull Sam off the apron. She did, and Sam slammed her face into the mats when she fell. Randy got distracted when he saw this, which gave Shane the advantage. He snuck up behind Randy and rolled him up for the pin. Sam stood up and looked to see who had pulled her down. Spotting Ronnie, she ran towards her and jumped on her. Jeff got in between them and pulled them apart.
"What in the hell are you doing Sam?"
She tried to shove him out of the way to get back to Ronnie, who Shane had pulled into the ring. "Get out of my way Jeff. That bitch had no right." Sam was screaming and pointing at Ronnie. Finally she was able to push Jeff out of the way. Climbing into the ring she scrambled over to Ronnie. This time Shane stood in the middle, holding a microphone.
"Oh, no Citizen Sam. No violence on The Hurricane's watch." Randy Orton came up behind Sam and tapped her on the shoulder. She whirled around, not knowing who it was. Seeing Randy, she calmed a bit. He put his hand on her face.
"Are you okay?" The concern was evident in both his voice and action.
Sam was livid. "No, I am not okay! That-" She was interrupted by Eric Bischoff's music blasting throughout the arena.
Eric came out holding a microphone and grinning. "Gee, Sam, you did a real good job staying neutral, didn't you?"
She grabbed Shane's microphone. "That's me Eric, Samantha 'Switzerland' Hardy." she replied very sarcastically.
"The attitude, while amusing, is completely unnecessary. You failed the challenge Sam."
She laughed. "Your challenge was stupid and pointless, Eric. You know it, I know it. Everyone standing here knows it."
"Look, Samantha, I was just having fun with you since you're the new girl. You really don't mind, right?" He was grinning cockily.
"Oh, it was just a game. Alright Eric. I have a game for you. It's called 'How do I explain to Vince that I can't put on a show?'"
Eric looked confused. "Why would I have to do that?"
"Because you pissed me off Eric. In case you weren't paying attention to the memo earlier, I am now the agent of several of your RAW superstars. And there are clauses in all of their contracts that I can use if I feel that conditions aren't favorable for them to compete." The crowd was going crazy.
Eric's jaw dropped. "You can't do that!"
She smirked. "I'm the agent, Mr. Bischoff. I can do whatever I want. Hmmm...that sounds familiar, doesn't it." He practically ran behind the curtain. Randy Orton's music came on as Sam turned around, gave Ronnie a nasty look, and grabbed Randy's hand before exiting the ring. At the top of the ramp Sam looked down at her brother and just shook her head as the show went to commercial.
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She let go of Randy's hand as she was swept into a huge hug by Eric. "Honey that was great. The fans were loving it."
She smiled as she returned the hug. "Thanks, Eric. I hope the nervousness goes away though."
"It never goes away." He smiled and walked away. Randy and Dave were next, Randy picking Sam up and swinging her around.
"You did excellent." He set her down and Dave picked her up.
"I agree with Orton." Sam's eyes widened, and Dave chuckled. "I know, mark that on the calendar."
Sam backed away and was immediately picked up by Jeff. "What is with everyone picking me up tonight?" She laughed when Jeff immeadiatley dropped her. "Thanks Jeffy."
He smiled. "No prob."
She put her hands on her hips. "Well?"
"You were ok, I guess." She smacked his arm, and he laughed. "OK, you did really well Sweets."
"Thanks Jeff." He went on to the locker room. Ronnie stopped next to Sam. She looked nervous. "You weren't really hurt, right?" There was quite a visible red mark on Sam's face.
"No, Ronnie, I'm fine." When Sam said nothing else, Ronnie started walking away. Sam sighed.
"Ronnie?" She turned. "Thanks." Ronnie nodded and continued towards the back.
Sam knew Shane was right behind her. She turned and leaned her head against his chest. "God I hate having a conscience."
He laughed while rubbing her back slowly. "I don't hate it, I just don't have one." He could feel Sam laughing against him. "What are you laughig at down there?" She just shook her head. "You really did do a good job Sam. This angle might actually go somewhere."
She shrugged. "Maybe. The whole contract thing was kind of farfetched, but I was told that it will be fixed next week."
"Then it probably will." Sam just nodded, content to be standing in Shane's arms. She didn't realize she was so tired, but she could feel the heat from Shane's body and she was slowly falling asleep. He noticed, and shook her a little bit.
"Hey there girlie. Wake up. There is a club calling our name, remember?"
She nodded slowly. "Yep." Shane took her hand as they walked toward the locker rooms.
"Are you showering here or in the room?"
"I was thinking at the hotel because the club is really close to it, so it isn't a waste of time to go back there instead of going straight from here."
"Sounds good." They both went to grab their bags and met back at the car. Sam turned to Shane after she climbed in. "Amy said the she and Matt would ride back with Jeff and Beth. I'm supposed to call her when we leave for the the club."
He nodded. "That works." They rode the rest of the way in comfortable silence. Sam claimed the shower first, so Shane rested on the couch. When she came out, he wasn't really paying attention until she walked in front of the television. His eyes got huge.
"What in the blue hell are you wearing Sam?"
She looked down at herself. "Clothes."
"Scraps of fabric are more like it."
Sam rolled her eyes. "Whatever Shane." He just got up and went into the shower, slamming the door behind him. "I like what I'm wearing," Sam said to herself. She had on very low low rise jeans, a silver belt, a white halter, and boots. 'Sure the shirt shows my stomach, but so what?' she thought. 'I work hard for it, I can show it off.' She was flipping throught the channels herself when Shane came out.
"Damn boy, you clean up nicely." And he did. Dressed in black jeans and a blue t-shirt, Shane looked great.
He grinned. "I know." Sam threw a pillow at him, which he ducked to avoid. He walked over and pulled her off the couch. "Ready?"
"Think so." She grabbed money, her cell, and her keycard. "Now I am." When they got into the car Sam called Amy.
"Hello?"
"Hey Amers. Damn, I can barely hear you!"
"Hold on!" She could hear Amy walking through the club and then the doors slam behind her. "Ok, better?"
"Much. Just wanted to let you know that we are on our way."
"OK. Sam, this is incredibly weird, but I thought I should warn you."
"About?"
"David is here."
"WHAT? Why is he there?"
She could hear Amy sigh. "He showed up backstage after you and Shane left. He mumbled some shit to Matt about being wrong and wanting to apologize to you. We all refused to talk to him."
"Then how did he know I would be there."
"Apparently Ronnie told him."
"That bitch. Just when I start to think she doesn't have triple 6's on her skull she pulls shit like that." She sighed as Shane pulled in to the parking lot. "OK, Amy, I can see you now. We'll be in in a few, ok?"
Sam could see Amy nod. "OK Sam, see ya in a bit."
Sam shut her phone and turned to Shane. "We live in a damn soap opera Shane. Who is the last person you would expect to see here tonight?"
He looked confused. "Why would David be here Sam?"
"Like you knew who." He reached for her hand and turned it over, showing his and nodding at it.
"Because I know you like the back of my hand." She leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"Thanks Shane. I guess we just go in and find out what he's up to now."
They got past the bouncer and found a couple of tables being monopolized by the WWE superstars. Shane and Sam greeted everyone and were walking out to the dance floor when someone tapped her shoulder. Turning, she saw David.
"David, what are you doing here?"
"Sam, I was an idiot. I want you back."
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A/N:David is an idiot, isn't he? LOL. And while I would love to have Ronnie be the ultimate bitch, she has a reason for everything she has done (and will do) since entering the WWE though she does have a lot to prove.
As usual, please read and review whether good or bad. Thanks!
Lisa