Over the next couple of weeks she was at ringside in every one of Brock's matches. She still wondered why he had kissed her that first night she had come to the WWE. Her and Adam had also become good friends; she had helped him out a time or two when he needed it. Brock wasn't too happy about that though, and that was another thing. Why did he get so upset when she helped Adam, did he have something against him? Again Brock F fived someone and then pinned them, winning the match.

He looked over at her and then walked to the ropes, motioning for her to get onto the apron. She took hold of the middle rope and jumped up onto the apron, "What?" He didn't say anything as he put his hands on her waist and lifted her over the ropes and into the ring. She blinked a little as he set her down, and then pulled her against his side. Lilian handed him a microphone, and then he looked at Allie. She looked up at him, wondering what in the world he was doing.

Brock kept silent for a moment and then looked out at the crowd, "I don't usually bore you people with chatter, but I have something I want to say." She looked up at him and felt his arm tighten around her, pulling her closer into his side. He brought the mic to his mouth again, "For the past couple of weeks, I have been accompanied by the newest diva, Allie. I guess all of you are wondering what's going on between us." Allie was beginning to wonder the same thing. She had to admit, it confused her about why he kissed her before every match.

She was about to say something when Brock started again, "Well, my answer is that we're together. I'm saying this to all of you in the back and in the audience, you mess with her and I'll show you the meaning of ruthless aggression." Allie looked up at him, "Brock, we aren't together." He tossed the mic and then pulled her up against his chest, putting a hand behind her head as he leaned down and kissed her. Her eyes went wide when he did this, what was he thinking by doing this on live television. It was enough that he kissed her before the matches, but not on live television!

Brock held her close; this kiss was gentle compared to the others that were normally hard and demanding. Allie found herself giving in to the kiss, returning it with her own. She hadn't meant to, but it was inevitable at the moment. He loosened his hold on her when he felt her start to react to his kiss. After a few minutes passed by, he let her go. She felt light headed as she looked up at him, "What was that for?" He looked down at her, "To prove to you that you are mine." She was stunned, had she just submitted to him? She shook her head; she refused to believe that he had broken the last of the barriers she had set up against him.

He helped her out of the ring and when she started to go up the ramp, he picked her up and carried her to the back. When they got back to the locker room she looked at him after he shut the door, "Brock.." He walked up to her and put a finger to her lips, "shhhh, don't ask questions." She started to protest, but was cut off by his mouth on hers. He slid his tongue into her mouth, running it along hers; it was amazing to him how wonderful she was. A whimper caught in the back of her throat as he kissed her like this, she knew she'd have to fight him after that slight whimper.

He pulled her close as he kissed her, feeling her soft body against his own muscular body. Allie tried to resist, but she ran her hands over his chest, his stomach and his back as she started to return his kiss. Brock could feel himself getting hard as she continued to touch him gently, he didn't think she knew what she was doing to him. He ran his hands down and put his hands on her back, pulling her up against him. The slight contact between them made him groan slightly. She felt his hardened member against her thighs and whimpered; she knew what he was going to do if she didn't stop him. He ran his hands to her shirt and then under it, touching her breasts through the silk and lace of her bra. She was going to go crazy if he didn't stop this. She was about to give in completely when Chris walked into the room, "What in the HELL do you think you are doing to her!?"

Brock let her go and looked at Chris, "Whats it to you?" Chris took her by the arm and pulled her to him gently, "Its ok sis, I'm here now." Brock smirked, "She was fine until you came in here." Chris glared at Brock, "You call molesting my sister, fine?" Brock only smirked again, "She was as into it as I was, and you know it." Chris took her and walked out of the locker room, his arm gently around her. She walked with him to the parking lot and then he stopped and looked at her, "Go back to the hotel, I'll be there in a little while. I'll knock three times. If your asleep I'll know when you don't open the door after the third knock." She nodded and then walked over to her car, getting in it and starting it up. Chris walked back down the hall as she pulled out of the parking lot, going toward the hotel.

Chris went back to Brock's room and glared at him, "Stay away from my sister. I mean that." Brock rolled his eyes, "If she comes to me willingly, I don't care what you say." Chris clenched his fists and walked out of the room before he hurt the man. Brock sat down on his couch, he could still feel her against him, hear her whimpers. The thought of it made him shiver, he wanted to touch her again. He gathered up his things and walked out to his truck, getting in it and then pulling out of the parking lot. All of the superstars were staying at the same hotel, so he'd have no problem finding her.

She arrived at the hotel and got out of her car, locking it behind her. She walked into the hotel and went up the stairs to her room, sliding the key card into the slot as the door unlocked. Walking inside, she flipped on the light and then closed the door, there were a lot of things she wanted to think about. She walked over to the Jacuzzi and turned it on, filling it with hot water as she stripped out of her clothes and stepped in. She would have to remember to thank Vince for letting her get her own room after the show.

Brock arrived at the hotel and then got out of his truck, walking inside. He walked up to the desk and looked at the clerk, "Can you tell me what room Allie Irvine is in?" The woman looked it up on the computer, "She's in room 147. Do you need a card?" Brock nodded and was given a card as he walked up the stairs. This had been easier than taking candy from a baby, he thought to himself as he reached the second floor where her room was.

The water was warm on her chilled skin as she turned on her stereo, listening to Usher's "U got it bad." She clapped her hands and the lights dimmed as she lit a few scented candles to help her relax a bit more. She slid down in the water up to her chin and then closed her eyes, listening to the music and letting the scent of the candles relax her body. She had no idea that Brock was at the hotel, and better yet, he was about to be in her room.

Brock slid the card into the slot and the door unlocked itself. He walked into the room and then closed the door behind him. He took off his jacket and his boots, being left in his ring shorts. He walked silently toward the day room, hearing the music and seeing the glow from the candles. As he walked around the corner he saw her sitting with her eyes closed, he smirked as he slid his ring shorts off and then stepped into the water.

She had no idea he was in the room or that he was in the water with her. The water shifted and she stretched her legs out, sighing softly. Brock smirked as he knelt over her and then leaned in, kissing her neck softly. Allie's eyes snapped open and she tried to push him away, "Brock, what are you doing here!?" He didn't say anything as he ran his hands along her thighs, pulling her up against him. She whimpered softly, "Brock I want you to leave now.." He kissed her lips softly, "You don't want me to go.."

What he said was almost true, but she knew she had to get him out before something happened. Brock ran his hands along her stomach, getting her to relax a little. She closed her eyes again, trying to hang onto what little control she had left. He smiled as he put his hands on her knees and gently pulled her legs apart, his control had almost snapped at this point.

Allie tried to protest, but Brock's mouth covered hers and her protest was cut off. He moved one hand down between her thighs, slowly sliding one finger into her. She struggled against him, it felt good, but she knew she shouldn't give in to the feeling, not when she loved Adam. Brock looked at her face and smirked as he gently slid another finger into her, moving them in and out slowly.

Brock smirked; he almost had her where he wanted her at that moment in time. It would only be a matter of minutes before she finally gave up trying to struggle against his strength. Allie was to the point of submission when she heard the door open. He hadn't heard the door open and Chris walk into the room. Again she started struggling against him to get him away from her, hoping that Chris would help her out quickly before it was too late.

Chris heard the struggling and snuck around the corner, grabbing Brock and tossing him away from her, "Allie get dressed and go to another room right now!" She reacted quickly as she got dressed and ran out of the room, leaving Chris and Brock to fight it out. Chris walked over to Brock and kicked him in the stomach, "You'll never touch my sister again!" Brock coughed from the force of the kick as he tried to get up, Chris was strong when he was mad.

Allie ran down the hall as fast as she could, tears running down her face as she collided with Adam. He caught her and held her up gently, "Hey now, what's wrong Allie?" She looked up at him, crying as she wiped her eyes, "Brock..he attacked me...I tried to fight him...Chris came in. Oh Adam I'm so scared!" Gently he pulled her to him, hugging her gently, "Shhhhh, its ok. I'm here now, no one is going to hurt you Kiddo."

Brock lay on the floor, his head busted open after Chris's beating. He now wished he hadn't come in there, but he had been so close to getting her to submit to him. Chris walked out of the room and went over to Adam and Allie, "Thanks for watching her Adam." Adam nodded and let her go, "No problem Chris, she's my best friend." Allie went to Chris and stroked his face, still crying, "Your hurt Chris." He looked up at Adam, "Can you call Vince for me?" Adam nodded and took out his cell phone; "Lets go to another room now."

They both followed Adam into his and Jay's room, Jeff, Matt, Shannon, and Shane also being in there. Everyone looked up at the bloody Chris and the crying Allie as Adam led them into the room. Jeff jumped up and went over to Chris, "Do you need some ice Chris?" He looked at Jeff, "Yeah I do, thanks Jeff." Jeff nodded and went over to the ice bucket and put some into a washcloth, bringing it back over to Chris, "You need to sit down."

Chris shook his head a bit as he took the ice cloth, "I can't, I have to take care of Allie." Adam looked at Chris, "Go lie down on the bed, I'll watch her for you Chris." With a sigh Chris went and laid down on the bed, holding the ice on the cut on his head. Adam walked over to Allie who still hadn't stopped crying or shaking, "Come on Allie, lets go sit down." She nodded as he led her to the couch and sat down next to her, pulling a blanket around her.

Jay picked up the phone and called Vince, "Vince, its Reso, we have a problem in here. I need you to come down here right now." Vince nodded, "I'll be down in just a moment Jayson." Hanging up the phone Jay looked at the others, "Vince will be here in a sec." Matt looked at Allie, "What happened in there A?" Adam shook his head at Matt, "Not right now Matt, just let her calm down a little." Matt nodded, "Ok, sorry."

Vince walked into the room and looked at Allie, "What's wrong Allison?" Adam got up, leaving Allie with Jeff as he went with Vince outside the room. He looked at Adam, "What happened to her and Chris?" Adam folded his arms over his chest, "It seems that Allie was in her room taking a bath and Brock came in and I guess tried to rape her or something." With a sigh Vince shook his head, "This isn't good, Brock has never acted like this before." Adam nodded, "I know, but Chris knocked him out in the room, he's still in there."

After talking to Vince, Adam went back into the room as the WWE officials went into Allie's room and found Brock laid out on the floor. Vince looked down at him, "Brock, your in deep for this one." Brock groaned as he was helped up, "I am the one that's been attacked here." Vince glared at Brock, "An innocent woman was almost raped at your hands. How do you explain that one?" Brock mumbled something, "She came onto me first." Shaking his head, Vince let the officials take Brock out of the room, "No Brock, you came onto her."

Adam went back over to Allie and picked her up, putting her next to Chris, both of them being asleep, "You guys probably should go for tonight." The others nodded their heads and walked out quietly, leaving Jay, Adam, Allie, and Chris in the room. Jay looked to Adam, "Do you think he actually did?" Adam looked at Jay, "I hope not, but I don't think he did." He looked back at Allie, if Brock had succeeded, he would find out and make him wish he'd never laid a hand on her.