PART FOUR


AT THE HOTEL
"Hey, you going to be okay?" Matt asked, noticing how worried Nicole looked.



She just nodded and forced a smile. "Yeah, I'll be fine Matt. Thanks for walking me back."



"No problem, but are you sure you'll be okay?"



"I promise I'll be fine. Thanks again Matt." Nicole replied, giving him a quick hug before stepping into her room.



Running her hands through her shoulder length hair, Nicole suddenly got the feeling someone was watching her. She would always get that feeling from time to time, but she always tried to just shake it off. This time, she had no such luck.  In an attempt to make herself feel more secure, she shut the curtains in the room and locked the windows. She also made sure to turn on every light in the room, feeling safer if she could see everything.



"Damn Paul Heyman." She cursed, finding it unbelievable that he could scare her this bad. She could probably fight him off if she wanted to, but something about him made her think he *could* do something if he wanted to. Especially with Brock Lesnar as his client.



Nicole didn't understand what Brock saw in Paul as a manager, the man was basically just a sleaze ball. When Brock first got to the WWE, Nicole had wanted to get to know him. He was like her, quiet and reserved around new people. One day, Nicole had convinced Britney to go with her to talk to Brock, but to their surprise, when they found Brock, they found Paul Heyman.



Both girls having a history with Heyman, they also distanced themselves from Brock. Nicole started questioning if Brock was really the person she had first assumed he was. Hanging out with Heyman and being as big as he was, many people feared Brock. But, it wasn't Brock that Nicole feared, it was Heyman.



Nicole jumped when a knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. She walked slowly to the door, hoping it was just Matt checking back up on her. She had known Matt to act like the overprotective brotherly type many times.



Opening the door slowly, Nicole gasped when she met the blue eyes of the person standing on the other side. "Brock?"



He just nodded, looking very uncomfortable. "Yeah… uh… I just wanted to say, um… sorry."



Nicole raised an eyebrow at Brock, not understanding what was going on. "Sorry? Why would you be sorry?"



"For Paul, before."



Still confused, Nicole eyed Brock suspiciously. "But, you didn't say anything to me."



"Exactly." Brock said, regret showing in his eyes. "I didn't say anything while Heyman acted like an ass. And, well I just wanted you to know that the things he said… I didn't think them."



"Thank you." Nicole replied, smiling sincerely. "Heyman's always been an ass to me and Brit, it's nothing new."



"Yeah, he's told me more than once how much he hates you guys. Why though?"



Shrugging, Nicole met Brock's eyes. "I guess he doesn't think we deserve to be here because we had it easy since Brit is a McMahon and I'm her best friend."



"But, you two work your asses off, fighting guys and girls, that doesn't earn his respect?" Brock questioned, still confused as to why Heyman could hate these two women he saw as nothing but sweet.



"Guess not. We don't want his respect, and we don't care if he doesn't like us. But, he's just a slime ball, always watching us, wherever we go. It gets creepy."



"You don't think that's where he went tonight…? Did you leave the room at all?" Brock questioned, feeling more and more angry at Heyman, even though he wasn't sure why.



"Yeah, we went for a walk, but I wasn't feeling well, so I came back with Matt." Nicole replied. "Wait, what about Paul leaving?"



Sighing, Brock looked down at her. "He said he had an 'errand' to run. I didn't anything of it, but now that you mention it… I don't know."



"We saw him."



"You what?" Brock questioned, his head shooting up, suddenly feeling protective of the little brunette. He couldn't put his finger on what it was, but something about her made him feel like Heyman was worse to her than she was saying.

 

"We were walking; me, Brit, Matt, and Adam, and I saw him, he was a few feet behind us, he tried to stay hidden, but I saw him." She explained.



Looking in her eyes, Brock could tell how much Heyman had scared her. He wanted to say something to comfort her, but that wasn't him. If Heyman even knew he was here, talking to the 'enemy' as Paul had put it, he would freak out. Not that Brock was afraid of him, he just knew that if one person could propel his career, it was Heyman.



Nicole noticed how silent Brock was being and it bothered her. She expected him to at least be a little mad about what his manager had done. The weird thing was, she didn't know why she cared. Brock and Heyman worked together, they were friends as far as she knew, but Brock had come to her room, to check on her, and he seemed to be mad that Heyman had been watching her. But, why did he care?



"So… was that all you wanted?" Nicole questioned, looking up at Brock. For the first time, she became very aware of how large he was. She had never really been close enough to him to look, except for when she ran into him earlier, but that was just for a second. Now she got to look at him; well over 6 foot tall, nearly 300 pounds, he was huge.



"Um… yeah, I just wanted to apologize for Paul."



"Okay…"



The two just stood in an awkward silence for the next few minutes. Brock didn't want to leave, and he didn't know why, but he didn't know what to say. Noticing that she wasn't looking at him at the moment, he took his chance to look her over.



Ever since he had first joined the WWE, he had known she was beautiful, and he had wanted to get to know her. But, Heyman wouldn't 'allow' it. Brock normally wouldn't have cared, but he knew what Heyman could do if he didn't listen.



He let his eyes wander over her, she looked so small compared to him. She only stood at about 5 foot 4, and she wasn't wearing shoes, so she couldn't make up for it. He looked down at her hands, which were crossed in front of her chest. He noticed how small they looked. It suddenly made him aware of the fact that even though she could hold her own against many of the men in WWE, if anyone, including Paul caught her off guard, there was a chance that she might not be able to protect herself. And although he didn't know why, it made him concerned for her safety. It made him want to protect her. But, he knew he couldn't, Paul was his manager and he couldn't become friends, or anything else with the 'enemy'.



Still standing there, in an awkward kind of silence, he figured it was most likely to leave. "So, I guess all I wanted to say was sorry…"



"It's nice to know that you care and that you're sorry for something you didn't do."



Brock nodded and was about to turn around when he heard a voice approaching them. Thinking quickly, he did the only thing he could think of. "Sorry? You think I'm actually sorry? Hell, I laughed as soon as you walked away. It was funny to see a bitch like you get what you deserve!"



Looking up at him in shock, Nicole had no idea what was going on. "Why… why did you come here then?"



Eyeing her, Brock just smiled. "Because I just wanted to see if you'd believe me. And from what I've heard, sweet talking you might get me somewhere, if you know what I mean."



Nicole just stared at him, her blue eyes wide and filling with tears. What the hell was going on? Not more than a minute ago he was being sweet to her, now he was calling her a bitch among other things?



"What's the matter?" Brock questioned, laughing. "Don't worry, I don't think I want anything from you anyways." Smirking at her, he quickly turned away, instantly feeling bad. But, he couldn't let Paul see them talking. If he did, Paul would get him back.



Still shocked, Nicole quickly shut the door to her hotel room. She didn't even notice Paul Heyman smile and follow Brock. Leaning against the door, she closed her eyes, letting the tears fall. She didn't understand what had just happened, Brock was so nice at first. What got her more was that she didn't even know why she cared.



Jumping when she felt someone turning the doorknob, she wiped the tears from her eyes quickly. Giving Britney and Adam a quick smile as they walked in, she tried not to make eye contact, knowing they would see how red her eyes were.



"Hey Nic, you okay?" Britney asked immediately, noticing how upset Nicole looked.


Nodding, Nicole smiled, quickly meeting Britney's eyes, then looking down. "I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?"

 

"I don't know, you just look sad." Britney replied.



"Yeah." Adam agreed. "Did something happen?"



"No, I'm fine guys. I promise. I'm just tired, I'm going to go to bed."



"Okay, if you're sure." Britney said, hugging her friend.



Adam waved and watched as Nicole walked into her room. "Is she okay?" He asked when she was gone.



Shrugging, Britney turned back to him. "I don't know Adam, I honestly don't know."

Here's the next chapter… what do you think??  Review please!!!!  Thanks!  **Britney and Nicole