Chapter 3: Understanding things.sort of..

When the morning that Brock was to be due back at Smackdown! Nicole was already up and she was ready to roll..Brock still had this sick feeling that something was not right about this. But.she wanted to do it and he had to let her. He made sure that his things were packed.but Nicole got the best of him because she neatly repacked his things and she rolled up his socks in balls to make more room. He smiled. He got dressed and he grabbed his bags and he took off down the hall way. He came down the stairs. There he saw that Nicole had already put her things by the door. And so did Brock. He walked into the living room and there was Nicole sipping coffee, and looking all wired. She whipped around and looked at Brock.
"Morning hunnie." Her cup was shaking badly. Brock rushed over and he gripped her cup. She sighed.
"Ahhh..sweetie.are you sure you can handle this?" he asked her.
"Yeah, yeah yeah.I think I can.once we get on the plane and get to.." She lost her thought.
"Montreal.."
"Yeah Montreal, I will be set and then you can wrestle and do your think and I sill be there." Brock hung his head. This was going to be a long trip to Montreal. ************************************************************************ On the plane Nicole's heart was pounding and she couldn't think.she almost forgot that Brock was right next to her. She gripped the seat. Brock saw this and he placed his hand on hers.
"Hey.chill ok?" he said. Then there were some screaming girls behind him asking for his autograph. Nicole smiled at the girls that loved her fiancé..but not as much as her..hey this was her fist look as a so called new Diva! She thought. When the fans died down Nicole short of calmed down. She missed Mya lots and she didn't know what to do.
"Brock.." She said after several hours on the plane.
"Yeah." he said his eyes were closed..
"What do the Diva's do..when they enter the ring with a man?" she asked. Brock opened his eyes and he looked at the seat a head. He sighed..
"Nicole.I thought that you watched SmackDown!....don't worry about it, you will do fine..you will look beautiful and I don't need to worry about this." He slammed his head ageist the seat and closed his eyes. Nicole thought. They all seemed so think highly of themselves when they went out. But how could she get the confidence to do so? She hoped so.She wanted this job more then ever..but she was afraid.she was not going to back out on it now.not now, not ever! She looked over at Brock. What an angel asleep.she wanted to kiss him on the lips but she didn't dear to. Brock sat there.thinking, and wondering how he was going to handle the Nicole out at ring side..he didn't like partners, and not a woman! Bit this woman.his girl friend. He didn't want to worry about her because it was going to be heard on concentrating on his appoint and Nicole. He didn't need this.but he loved her just the same.And this was hurting his brain so much that he couldn't sleep. He could hear Nicole breath. He wanted to huge her and tell her to get on another plane and go back home. But his heart wouldn't let him.even with his anger he couldn't do it. Guess he was never going to like the thought of Nicole being there with him. Then his mind became fuzzy.and then there was blackness.. ************************************************************************ What a mess getting in to a hotel! Brock nearly lost it when he couldn't find a parking space then the young clerk couldn't stop flipping out and when they finally got to their room, room service kept coming in and out. Then it was quiet.and they could rest.
"Tomorrow we check out the coliseum." He flopped on the bed. Nicole sat in a chair and she was drinking the camphene. He looked at her.
"You know something?" he asked her. She turned around and looked at him.
"Yeah?" Brock smiled.
"I would be calling you now, to tell you that I am checked in." She smiled.
"That always made me feel better.." She took a sip.
"Yeah! And speaking of phones!" Brock said as his cell phone rang in his hands. "Hello?...oh hey Kurt.yeah, good good...ummm.yeah I am at the hotel. Oh that's great..oh Kurt, tomorrow you are going to meet some one special..no, no, no you have to wait.and don't even think about coming over here!...hahahah..ok check yeah later.bye." He shook his head.
"I take it that you and Kurt are still friends even though he might just be using you to understand your weakness." Nicole said. Brock got off the bed and he came towards her.
"Hey, I know what I am doing, and he better know what he is doing.remember I was the one that broke his neck..but I felt really bad about it.and so then I realized that seeing him there in the hospital, it gave us time to know each other." Nicole knew the whole story. She could since that something was up.
"Brock, I know that this is different for me to be at ring side rather on the other side of the gate..I know this is new and scary for both of us..but, would you relax for me?" Brock stopped and had to think about what she said.could he?
"OK.I will try..it aint gonna be easy that's for sure!" she kissed him.
"Thank you hunnie..I needed that from you." And he watched her walk off into the bath room and take a shower. Brock picked up the camphene bottle.
"Please let this work tomorrow!" and he started to swig the whole bottle down the hatch!

So, wonder what Kurt is thinking.what will happen when Nicole gets there and meets some of the wrestlers? Will they like her? Wanna kill her? Or what? Stay tuned!