Disclaimer: Ok… I'm not putting this anymore because it's fairly obvious that I only own Ella. And that I'm unfortunately making no money from this.

Author's Note: I'm back! Well… I was never really gone… Well I kinda was… but I wasn't… Well, I went on vacation a few months ago when it was still summer. But I'm sorry it's taken so long! I went on my trip and then we got a new computer and everything got deleted and all this stuff! And then school started and I've been swamped so I'm writing this early in the morning. But you know how author's always talk about how early in the morning or late at night… whichever… it's 2:30 in the morning right now and I'm rambling just like usual… hmm… Interesting. But ok… that's enough from me. Thank you for reading this if you bothered to. Sorry it took so long, but I hope you like this chapter!

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Chapter 8: Wedding Proposals

"Dinner was wonderful," Ella complimented Linda as the four made their way into the living room.

"I'll tell Trevor that. I'm sure he'll appreciate the compliment," Linda smiled as she sat down on an armchair.

"Well," Stephanie started, "should we do business now or later?"

"Let's do it now. You know, just get it out of the way," Ella suggested.

Everyone agreed and Ella pulled out a few different file folders from her briefcase.

"Ok," she started, pulling out a paper from the thinnest folder…

"Well we can talk about this more at another times since you've given us quite a bit to do already," Linda said, ending the business part of the night. "Now, Stephanie tells me that she'd like you to be the maid of honor at her wedding."

Ella smiled warmly at Stephanie. "I'd be honored to."

Squealing, Stephanie hugged Ella. "You're going to look so beautiful I've already picked out the dress, we just have to get you fitted and all that!"

"Great," Shane sighed, "wedding talk. Like I didn't go through this enough with my own wedding."

Rolling her eyes, Stephanie said, "No one's making you stay."

"So now you're kicking me out. I see how it is. You just don't love your wonderful older brother anymore," Shane said melodramatically.

"Pretty much," Stephanie nodded.

"Fine. I know when I'm not wanted," he said as though he were suspicious of them.

Stephanie waved as her brother left the room. "Ok, so anyways, the dress is a pale pink color and that should go really well with your hair. And I was thinking we could get you a simple diamond necklace or a bracelet or something like that. Just something really simple and elegant."

"Stephanie," Ella interrupted, laughing. "Breathe."

Stephanie took a few deep breaths. Then a look of realization dawned on her face. "Wait, what am I talking about?"

Linda and Ella looked confused at Stephanie's outburst.

"You're gonna get married with me!" Stephanie explained.

Ella rolled her eyes. "Here we go again."

"Again?" Linda questioned. "And what are you talking about Stephanie? Ella's not even seeing anyone right now," Linda recalled from their dinner conversation. Stephanie had oddly not mentioned Rob at that moment.

"Ella and Rob are gonna get married and she and I are gonna have a double wedding! Like how they were going to do it on Passions!" Stephanie elaborated, referring to her favorite soap opera. "Except that she's not going to be in love with my husband. Or vice versa," she quickly added.

"I didn't think you were into soaps, Steph," Ella commented, her eyebrows raised slightly.

"Where do you think I get all of my genius storylines?" Stephanie remarked.

Ella nodded, suddenly seeing the similarity between the storylines of a soap opera and those of Smackdown! and Raw.

"Stephanie," Linda began, "for Ella and Rob to get married, one of them would have to propose."

"Minor detail," Stephanie dismissed the loophole. "Besides, Hunter didn't propose when he kidnapped, drugged, and married me," Stephanie reminded her mother.

"Yes, and Rob is exactly like Hunter," Linda retorted sarcastically.

"Or it could be Ella that's like Hunter," Stephanie pointed out.

"I'm only sitting right next to you," Ella spoke up, grinning.

"Right," Stephanie said sheepishly. "But you never know…"

Ella rolled her eyes. "I promise I won't be drugging anyone in the near lifetime. Besides, Hunter's not even a real person."

"There could be a Hunter-like person out there somewhere," Stephanie argued.

Ella sighed and leaned back on the couch.

Linda smiled at the two other women. "So you're only going to the tapings?" Linda questioned, changing the topic.

"Yeah. I figure that's where I should start since once you have those two shows stable, you should be able to do the non-televised shows fine," Ella answered, happy that they were speaking about something other than how she would have to drug a guy to get him to marry her.

"Have you met a lot of the wrestlers?" Linda inquired.

"I met a few," Ella replied. "I met Paul. He seems nice enough."

"He's perfect!" Stephanie began gushing. "He's sweet. And he's smart. And he's funny! A lot of people think he's serious all the time because of the way he plays Hunter, but he's nothing like Hunter."

Ella smiled at her friend, happy that she had found someone so perfect for herself. "So I take it you like him."

"Just a little," Stephanie laughed.

"How'd he propose?" Ella asked.

Stephanie bit her lip, grinning at the memory. "It was Valentine's Day. I was actually sick. So I was home and stuck in bed. And I hear this tapping at my window in the middle of the afternoon. So I got out on the terrace, and he's outside. And he starts doing this 'Romeo and Juliet' type monologue. It was the cutest thing though 'cause he had to say it really slow so that he wouldn't mess up on the words. But anyways, so he already had the ladder and he climbs up to the balcony, and he proposed there."

"That is so cute," Ella cooed.

"Actually, after he gave me the ring, he slipped off the ladder because it was so icy. Luckily there was a lot of snow. He had a bruised butt and couldn't sit down for a while, but other than that, he was alright," Stephanie giggled.

"He had to stand up during dinner that night," Linda recalled. "Vince found it very amusing."

"Of course Vince found it amusing. What father wouldn't want to see their daughter's fiancé in pain?" Ella agreed.

The other two nodded in concurrence.

"So when do I get to meet Mrs. Shane McMahon? I need to meet my competition if I'm going to seduce him," Ella joked.

"I don't know. She's on some business trip," Stephanie informed her friend.

"Well, what's she like?"

Stephanie looked at Linda. "You wanna take this one, Mom?"

"No."

Stephanie sighed. "Where's Dad when you need him? He's always frank."

"Well, you do take after your father…"

"Is she that bad?" Ella interrupted.

"Well, she's very… un-McMahon," Stephanie said thoughtfully.

"She's a whiny little brat," Linda translated.

"That sounds very McMahon to me," Ella teased. "Stephanie McMahon-ly in particular."

"Funny," Stephanie retorted sarcastically.

Ella simply scrunched her nose and gave Stephanie a smile.

"But she surpasses the seven-year-old me," Stephanie said, referring to her most spoiled years.

"She's that bad?" Ella questioned disbelievingly.

Stephanie nodded, her hair bouncing up and down.

Ella looked to Linda for verification. She was nodding as well. "Well, guess I have some easy competition."

"Now Ella, what would Rob think if he heard you speaking that way?" Stephanie reprimanded mockingly.

"I'm just joking," Ella rolled her eyes. "And what business is it of Rob's? We're not dating or anything."

"Yet," Stephanie insisted.

Ella's shoulders slumped. "Are we back to this again?" she questioned exasperatedly.

"Yes, we are. I mean you two did go on a date today," Stephanie reminded her.

"Yes, we did," Ella agreed.

"And did you two kiss?" Stephanie inquired, stretching out the word "kiss" and making faces at Ella.

"No," Ella replied shortly.

Stephanie's faces stopped and she leaned back, looking at Ella. "What do you mean, 'no'?" Stephanie demanded.

"I mean no. We. Did. Not. Kiss," Ella elaborated.

"But how are you gonna get married if you two haven't even kissed yet?" Stephanie questioned.

"Your problem, not mine," Ella retorted.

"Of course it's your problem, you're the one marrying him!"

"We are not getting married," Ella insisted.

"You two would be cute together," Linda interjected.

Ella shot her an incredulous look and her mouth dropped.

"Thank you, Mom," Stephanie smirked. "I win!"

"No, because Rob and I are not getting married!" Ella reiterated.

"Yes, you are," Stephanie persisted. "I know you will. You might not think that you're going to now, but you will. Just you wait," Stephanie semi-threatened.

"Do you have anything for headaches?" Ella asked, rubbing her temples.

"I can guess where that one came from," Linda laughed, giving Stephanie a pointed look.

"You're probably just stressed over the wedding," Stephanie grinned sheepishly.

"Why would Ella be stressed over your wedding?" Shane inquired, walking into the room as Linda walked out.

"She's not stressed over my wedding. She's stressed over-"

"Don't. Say. Another. Word," Ella cut off Stephanie.

Stephanie began pointing wildly at Ella and mouthing the word "wedding" to Shane.

Ella nudged Stephanie in the side.

"What?" Stephanie cried out. "I wasn't saying anything!"

"Since when are you getting married? I thought you weren't even dating anyone!" Shane

"I'm not," Ella assured him, shaking her head at Stephanie. "You're sister's just crazy."

"Oh, I could've told you that a long time ago.

Stephanie pouted at Shane's comment. "If I am crazy, it runs in the family.

Shane shrugged. "Probably."

"You'd have to be crazy to be part of this family," Ella interjected, laughing.

"You think you're so funny, don't you?" Shane retorted childishly.

"Not so funny. But funny," Ella replied.

"Well, you're almost like family so you're just as crazy," Shane stated.

"I didn't ask to be like family," Ella pointed out.

"It's not by choice," Stephanie informed her.

"Why does that not surprise me?" Ella mused.

"Because we're McMahons, damn it. And we get what we want," Stephanie joked.

"Except for Billy Hughes," Ella reminded Stephanie of a former crush.

"He liked me! He was just too shy to admit it!" Stephanie cried out with mock indignation.

"You just keep thinking that," Ella smiled.

"Wasn't that the kid who's lunch money I used to take?" Shane questioned.

Stephanie frowned at the memories of Shane beating up the object of her affection. "Yeah. You were so mean!"

"I only did it because you liked him. Since I beat him up, he would never like you," Shane explained.

"How anyone is able to tolerate you now in an actual marriage is beyond me," Ella teased.

"Again with the funniness," Shane commented dryly.

"Well, I can understand where she's coming from. But then again, looking at what you married," Stephanie trailed off.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Shane demanded to know.

Stephanie's eyes widened. "What's what supposed to mean?" she asked coyly.

Shane shook his head and sighed. "Never mind. You were probably just talking without thinking again," Shane dismissed his sister's comment.

"Yeah. You know me," Stephanie replied, secretly glad that her brother didn't prod any further.

"So anyways," Ella changed the subject, "when are you getting back on TV?"

"I honestly don't know. But I'd like to get back on soon. I miss it," Shane reminisced.

"Maybe we can get you worked in within the next month," Stephanie suggested.

"Don't overdo the McMahon on TV thing," Ella reminded Stephanie.

"We won't. Well," Stephanie said after a moment of consideration, "we'll try not to. We can't help ourselves. We love this business too much."

Ella smiled, knowing that it was in their blood. "So no guarantee," Ella translated.

Stephanie gave her friend a guilty look. "What can I say?"

"That you'll try to remember the advice that you're paying me for," Ella answered sweetly. "Well, I guess it doesn't matter whether or not you remember it. As long as I get paid, you can forget it and ask for it again."

"It's good to know that you have our best interest at heart," Shane laughed.

"Of course," Ella responded smartly.

Shane simply rolled his eyes.

Ella collapsed onto her bed. After driving home, she did some laundry and finished some paperwork. She had the next few days off until Monday when she would drive to New York City for "Raw." She enjoyed watching the shows more than she thought that she would. The wrestlers all seemed nice enough and the divas were pretty sweet. She wondered when Rob would call her again. She knew that he had house shows, but maybe he could squeeze in some time for her. At that moment, she decided to take Stephanie's advice and give Rob a chance if he offered.

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Ending Author's Note: Ok… so there it was. I didn't really like the ending… but oh well. I'll just try to make the next one better. I hope you all enjoyed it. Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I know I say it at the end of every chapter, but I really mean it! It means a lot to me. The reviews are what keep me going. I'll try and hurry to write and upload the next chapter. Thanks again!