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After sending Dwayne off to get checked out by a trainer in the clinic, Christina was satisfied with watching as Taylor lead the limping Brock Lesnar back up the ramp, the television in her locker room maximizing the picture for a better view. She had prepared her things for the next few nights on the road with her stuff, the large NIKE sports bag sitting next to her on the bench, ready to leave once Dwayne was cleared.

" Well Tazz, it seems that the audience really likes the two new additions to the WWE SmackDown Roster. Dont you think? I mean who knows whats in store for these two beautiful ladies."

With that, she sighed and clicked the television off, the silhouette of Brock's limping figure remaining behind in her mind's eye. A knock sounded on her door, taking her focus away from the television. " Yeah?"

" Its me, Dwayne. I'm coming in, are you decent?"

She rolled her eyes. " Yes, yes.....Come in."

" How do you feel, now that you've SMEEEELLLLLLLLEEEEDDDD what The Rock is cooking!!!!!!!!" Dwayne threw back his head and did a ridiculously funny rendition of his own punch line in her locker room, wagging tongue and all.

She smiled and stood up, throwing her bag over her shoulder. " Most wonderful feeling in my life, very enlightening......" Christina replied half jokingly before her expression turned serious and she grinned for real this time. " But now I know why you guys love it so much. The feeling of being out there performing in front of all those people, its intoxicating."

" Its addictive, isnt it?"

Holding the door for her, Dwayne waited as she exited the locker room before turning to face her." My car is on the other side of the arena, if ya want I'll drive you over to where your car is, I know its far from here to the garage."

" Nah, its okay. I'm a big girl now, I think I can walk my pretty little self down to the garage without getting lost. But thanks anyways." She smiled tiredly, combing back a stray hair with her fingers. He really is a sweetheart, but she couldnt think of bothering him so late at night.

He shrugged." Ok well, you know our next show stop is in Miami, Florida so we need to be in the airport with the other wrestlers at 5 am. Its gonna be a long flight so bring something that'll entertain you."

That brought her to attention." What do you mean, with the other wrestlers? They're going to be on the same flight with us?" She was confused, why would they do that?

" Yeah, Vince is really tight with the cash thats burned on things other than our paychecks and he knows that we'll just charge it to the company and that'll mean that there will be hell to pay. So instead, he books us the same flight so we wont spend his precious cash, he says he gets a discount for a group flight." He shrugged again, disgusted with what a cheapskate Vince McMahon was. " But it wont be so bad. You'll get to meet with the other wrestlers and make some new friends in the industry."

" I dont even have to say that Brock and Taylor are going to be there too, huh?"

Dwayne smiled ruefully at her." Thats why I said to bring something to entertain you, so you would'nt have to look at them."

Christine glanced down at her feet, thinking. " Um, that'll be hard. I didnt bring anything with me, but I'll figure out what to do. So I'll see you tomorrow at 5 right?"

" Yeah, 5 sharp. DONT oversleep!" He shouted over his shoulder as he walked away. He waved before turning a corner and disappearing.

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She made it to the elevator and to the garage floor successfully, if you can call losing her way three times and walking in a complete circle on one floor of the arena a success. Christina decided she wouldn't tell Dwayne about her little adventure when she met up with him the next morning in the airport.

The open aired garage was painfully silent as she walked down the long aisles of cars to get to her own. The weather had gotten colder since she last been outside, and her breath had started to come out in small puffs of cloudy 'smoke'. She knew her cheeks had begun to turn red, the biting cold getting to her.

Her footsteps reverberated off the walls, an eerie reminder that she was alone in a dangerous city in a dangerous time of night. ' Stupid, you should have let Dwayne take you in his car, but noooo.....' She fought with herself, wrapping her arms around her middle to keep warm. She could see her hunter green Ford Explorer in the distance at the end of the aisle. And a shadowed figure leaning against it.

She clenched her hands on the strap of her sports bag, determined to keep her hands from shaking. " Hello?"

" Hmmm....... What are you doing out here so late at night?" The figure called back, becoming recognizable as Christina walked closer.

Christina frowned and her tense shoulders relaxed. Sighing with expiration, she switched her sports bag from one shoulder to another. " Taylor, how nice to see you..... Now what do you want?"

" Oi, you see? I try to be kind and be civil, and sarcasm is what I'm rewarded with."

" You want me to set up a pity party for you?"

Taylor ignored the remark. " Why are you wandering out here all alone? Didnt your mother teach you strength in numbers little girl?"

" I honestly dont think its any of your business what my mother taught me Taylor, and trust me, I think that I can take care of myself perfectly well." Taylor had leaned up against the trunk of her car and Christina passed her, opening the car door and stashing her bag in the back seat. " Can you get off my car please?"

" In a minute. I want to talk to you for a sec."

Christina stood back, confused as to why she doesnt just start her car, take off, and hope that Taylor falls on her round behind. " Enlighten me, oh wise one......" She said sarcastically.

" Dont be sassy with me, ' nina. I wouldnt suggest you get me mad." Taylor poked her finger at Christina's shoulder hard enough to push her back a step. " How long have you been watching?"

" Watching what?" Christina asked, rubbing her shoulder." And dont call me 'Nina!"

Again ,Taylor ignored her. " Wrestling. How long?"

Christina thought it irrelevent, but she humoured her enemy. " Uh, I think like two, three years I've been a fan. Why?"

" I have been a die hard fan since I was five, ok?! That is my dream, to be like all the legends that I've grown up with watching. I was there and watched wrestling history happen.I was there when Brock made a name for himself and I was even there when your little boy friend The Rock made his debut."

" He's NOT my boyfriend." Chrisitna interrupted." And I'm really happy for you being a ' die hard ' fan, but whats it to me?"

" I've seen wrestlers come and go, ' nina. It isnt a pretty picture. When I was in my senior year of high school, I made a promise to myself that I would make some one of myself, and I'm NOT going to brake it."

" I knew that if I would be teamed up with someone who would make a definite mark in wrestling that I would have made it. Brock hasnt been beaten once since I met him five weeks ago when I also met you. I saw that he was a star." She paused, pretending to look at her fingernails when she glared up at Christina." But then again, all stars are born, glimmer for a moment and then fade away into the darkness until another, brighter star is born. Brock is that glimmering star 'nina, but eventually he too will fade away and tonight is his first step towards that darkness."

' This is the first time I've heard her say something remotely intelligent..... Must be a rare occurance......' She thought to herself. " I really loved your speech and all, but why are you telling ME this? I'm not exactly the right person to have a pep talk with."

Taylor shrugged and finally stood up from leaning on Christina's car." You won the match tonight only because Triple H interrupted. I swear to you, would I have gotten a chance to get into that ring with you, I would have beaten the crap out of you and taken the belt."

" Im glad your so confident Taylor, but you shouldnt be calling attention to yourself. Especially when you're in the situation that your enemy, who would be me, is in the mood to plummet you into the ground."

" Leave the fighting words for the ring, ' nina. I wouldnt want you wasting your precious punch lines and have to overwork your pretty little blond head to think up some more."

Christina rolled her eyes and opened her car door,and starting the car ." Then I suggest you do the same, Taylor." She didnt wait for a response as she reversed out of the parking and pulled away. Christina could see in her rearview mirror Taylor's lone figure standing, staring as she drove off and she shook her head. ' She creeps me out.'


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Checking for any messages at the front desk in her hotel, with various letters in one hand, most likely from relatives, and a chew toy in the other, Christina headed for her room on the fifteenth floor. She had quite the pleading to do with Vince to let her bring Madison along with her while she 'toured' along with the rest of the wrestlers.

Opening the door she was pounced on by Madison, the dog's large size threatening to topple her down to the floor. " Yeah, ya missed me, Maddy? I missed you too. I brought you a present!" She shook the chew toy in front of her and dropped it as Madison attacked it. Christina looked around her hotel room for any 'accidents'. " I hope you didnt leave me any surprises, Madison."

Showering and eating dinner, she grabbed her letters and hopped into bed, making space for Madison to come next to her." Yay, letters!" She started ruffling through them. "got one from Aunt Yolanda, cousin Nick, Mom, and.......Vince? What the heck......."

Ripping though the envelope, she opened the folded letter.

Christina McCullen,
Let me be honest here, watching your first appearence on WWE SmackDown I thought that the whole " Be a Diva " thing wasnt going to go well with the fans and I was contemplating how to let you and Taylor down easily. Hell, I was going to order my secretary to go over and tell you in person ~ What a Jerk~. But I now know that that wont be necessary. It has only been a few hours since the match and our web site personnel have been overwhelmed with the emails demanding that you two become a permanent fixture on SmackDown. Dont get your hopes up because I plan to thoroughly think on this. But we'll see what'll happen. The fans can tell that you and Taylor have real chemistry out there in the ring, the hatred is really there. I dont care if your acting or not, but DONT screw it up, you hear me?~ Geez, I 'supposedly' dont even work for him, yet he's already giving me orders.~ I'll be talking with the writers on seeing how we can incorporate you two into matches more often.~ Oh GREAT, like I cant stand her enough already~ Just a reminder, ALL wrestlers are to meet in the airport tomorrow morning at 5 o'clock SHARP, understand me? Better not miss the flight or there'll be hell to pay. Have a nice night.~ Thanks, I'll be sleeping fitfully NOW~
Vincent Kennedy McMahon


She shook her head in amazement. ' Real CHARMING he is. ' She scratched Madison behind her ears as she thought. ' How is it going to be like with 15 plus wrestlers on one plane? Brock Lesnar's going to be on that plane too, Taylor as well.'

" What am I going to do about him, Maddy? He scares the daylights out of me." She smiled when Madison licked her palm, as if telling Christina not to forget about her. "Yes, I know you'll protect me, sweetie, yes you will!" She played with her ears as she stared off into space. " He is kinda cute, I'll admit that." Her soft smile turned into a grin. "Alright, I think he's very cute." She wrinkled her nose in distaste." Maybe I'd even like him if he didnt go walking around looking as if he was going to kill somebody."

She shook her head to get rid of the silly thoughts and sighed. ' Even if I'd started to like him, I dont think he would like the girl who made him lose for the first time.' Shrugging, she settled herself down in the bed and turned off the lights, hoping for sleep to catch her quick.

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Madison's bark startled her from sleep. Even half asleep, Christina could hear her clawing at the door and barking to the person on the other end. Thats strange, she didnt hear any knocking........

" Alright, alright I'm going! Madison stop barking, you cant do that in a hotel! Freaking, loud dog......." She grudgingly crawled out of bed in the dark, cursing softly when she hit her little toe against the night table. Christina had to grab unto Madison's collar because she had a feeling if the dog was loose when she opened the door, she would go all attack mode on the poor person standing on the otherside of the door.

" I'm coming, I'm sorry..... Its this stupid dog, I swear I didnt mean if she wokeup any........" The words died in her throat once she opened the door. She dropped Madison's collar and the dog sprinted out of the room, disappearing into the hallway of the hotel. Her hand went lifeless against her side as she straightened up to take a good look at her mid night visitor. " Brock? What in the world are you doing here?"

He didnt answer her as he pushed her gently into the room, closing the door with his hand." Never mind that." He was wearing his black jersey pants with the white stripes running along the leg and his 'bring on the pain' black shirt.

' Oddly enough-' Christina figured , ' He's wearing the same outfit from the match.' She ran a trembling hand over her loose blond hair, and tried to straighten out the large sports jersey she had used as a pajama. She only hoped that he didnt realize that there was only a flimsy pair of panties underneath that jersey as well. " How did you know where I was staying at?"

She tried not to notice the fact that for every one step she took back further into her room, Brock took two forward. Christina's legs buckled underneath her and she fell on her bed as her knees reached the bed, Brock giving her no where to go. Dear god, was it her or did he look even bigger to her now that she's looking up at him?

" Vince." He finally answered to her.

' Figures.' She thought sourly in the back of her mind. Her heart skipped a beat- Brock was standing touching the edge of the bed, his body between her open legs as he stared down at her. Christina could feel the heat build up in her cheeks as she looked up, catching him staring at her breasts from underneath the thin jersey.

Brock then kneeled on three on the bed, using his right hand to teasingly lift up the material away from her skin. Her panties came into view, and he delighted with them. A flimsy sheet of royal blue satin with small stars covered her delicate area. Lowering his head closer, Christina closed her eyes, waiting for his next move.

His lips teasingly grazed her skin, tiny butterfly kisses sending chills down her spine. Using his tongue, he licked a path up her stomach and just slightly outlined her belly button, his barely there touch driving her crazy. She gasped softly in shock when he dipped his tongue in and out of her belly button and he smirked up at her with a sinister look.
He raised his head up and kneeled on all fours over her and began to focus on her neck and bare shoulders, skipping over where she wanted him to touch. She felt his larger figure over her, yet only his lips touched her body and she ached to change that. Wrapping both her legs around his middle, she brought his body untop of her own and placed her arms around his neck.

The feeling of him enveloping her body was glorious, and in the back of her mind she wondered where in the world did she get all this courage to behave this way.God knows she would never behave like this usually.

Brock glanced down, his attention focused on something. Christina looked down to see him fingering the side strap of her panties, his mind occupied with something. He was dangerously and intimately close, and she could feel her hands trembling as she idly rubbed the back of Brock's neck. "Why did you stop?" She cringed inside, even her voice was trembling.

" I'll stop if you're not ready for this." He looked back up to her, his eyes asking the unvoiced question.

She swore she felt herself melt at that moment, she knew she would have given herself to him in the heat of passion even if he wouldnt have asked. But he did, and thats what told her that he was the one for her.

Christina placed a hand on the side of his face and smiled up at him. Teasingly grazing his lips with her own, she kissed him. " I'm ready."


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Wa!!!! *blushing* Even though this isnt as explicit as some other stories I've read, I was blushing head to toe while writing this lol. I was also having troubles writing the last part because of some religious beliefs of mine, but I lived to tell the tale, so far....... *watches the sky for lightning bolts* lol........ See, this chapter I LIKE because my stupid computer knew better than to delete it and I didnt have to rewrite it unlike the last one....... *glares at comp* But anyways! tell me what you thought about it in your review peeps and keep checking back in for the next chapter!!! Laterz!