***Okay, another chapter...oooh, they're coming thick and fast now, huh? This little idea was living in the back of my head and was just crying out to be written. Hope you like it!***

Chapter eighteen

A few days passed by in which time no-one saw Kevin, except Sam, and only then when he was out working on the farm and there was no chance Lenny would be around. He didn't bother telling Lenny that he had spoken to him, she was still too angry about what had happened in the kitchen to want to hear his name. Sam couldn't help smiling as he thought of how he had found her, covered in cake and using every foul word she could think of to describe Kevin Nash. Now it was Saturday and Mark was coming home with Amy from their honeymoon, which meant that sooner or later Kevin would be leaving to go back on the road. He sighed. Well, at least there wouldn't be any more fights to worry about once he was gone.

In the meantime, Kevin had heard from Mark and there was going to be another party, and Lenny had been invited. Not that Sam had told her yet, because he didn't know what her reaction would be. But it wasn't like it would only be Kevin and Mark there. Apparently some of the other wrestlers would be coming along, too. Quite a lot of them in fact.

Sam shook his head and got on with his work, riding over to his men to supervise things, dragging his mind away from his sister's problems for a short while.

Watching from a window in the house, Lenny followed her brothers movements as he and his men rode through a herd of cattle, and wished she could go for a ride just to get out. But there was always the risk of bumping into Big Foot and she didn't really want that to happen. Unless she could take his head off, she amended cheerfully. She turned around and started entering figures into the computer program, different images of Kevin being tortured keeping her happy for the rest of the day.

When she felt she had done enough she looked at her watch and switched the computer off, after carefully backing up everything she had put on it. Turning around she jumped and then laughed when she found Sam standing in the doorway, grinning at her as he slapped his dusty hat against his leg. "You scared the life out of me!"

"Sorry about that, just wanted to have a little talk," he said, not moving as he looked at her.

"About what?" she asked.

"Mark's back today, and he's having a party tomorrow," he told her, watching her reaction carefully.

"Another party?" Lenny asked, surprised.

Sam shrugged. "Yeah, I know, he never used to be home long enough before. I guess Amy brings out something good in him. Anyway, we're all invited."

Her face fell. "I'm not going."

"Why not?"

"Hmm, let me think," she said, rolling her eyes at him. "He'll be there."

"Yeah, he will. But so will about twenty other people, all of whom you can hide behind again," Sam said, chuckling.

"I don't know..."

"Mark invited us personally, and he's the boss. I don't want to go upsetting him, do I?"

"No, but he won't mind if I don't go."

"Amy will, I'm sure. You haven't really got any choice, and you'll probably enjoy it anyway. Page rang earlier, he'll be there."

Lenny liked Page, he was always nice to her. "Really?"

"Yeah, really. And you know he'll protect you, if you need it," he said, raising his eyebrows in question.

"Okay, then, I'll go. What time is it going to start?"

"About lunch time," he said, smiling when she looked slightly puzzled. "It's another barbecue, not an evening do. And no dancing this time, just casual eating and drinking and talking."

"So I don't have to wear a dress?" she asked hopefully.

"Not unless you want to impress anyone," Sam said, winking at her and leaving the room.

Lenny stared after him and scowled. No, she didn't want to impress anyone, even if she was able to. Well, a party would be nice, and it would be really good to see Amy again so....she sighed and raised her eyebrows. Like Sam said, she really had no choice. She would just have to make sure she stayed right out of Kevin's way.

The next day found Lenny at Mark's house, helping Amy out in the kitchen. The other girl had a nice tan and seemed to be grinning all the time. "I guess the honeymoon was good then?" Lenny asked her, laughing when Amy nodded enthusiastically.

"God, yes, it was so good," she said, her eyes taking on a distant look. "I wish we were still there, really, but it's nice to be back as well. I'm looking forward to seeing everybody again."

"It's nice of you to throw another party," Lenny pointed out, wiping her eyes as she chopped a seemingly endless pile of onions.

"It was Mark's idea, really. But I'm not going to complain...well, except for the cooking I guess. But I like that too."

Lenny glanced up at her and smiled again. "So who's coming?"

"Steph, Shane and my Mum and Dad," Amy said, still smiling softly as she called Vince and Linda that. "Glenn, Tammy, Page, Andrew, Adam, Jeff, Matt, Amy, Paul and Paul, Joanie, Shannon....lots of people really. I think you know everyone already."

Lenny nodded. "Yeah, I think I do. Which reminds me, is Stephanie going out with Paul?"

Amy grimaced. "Don't even ask, and please don't bring it up as a subject of conversation this afternoon. They're both going to be here, and they don't seem to be able to stay in the same room as each other at the moment. Like two other people I could mention," she said, raising an eyebrow and looking pointedly at Lenny.

"Yeah, well, I bet she doesn't have half the excuse I have," Lenny said, frowning when she thought of Kevin. She hadn't seen him so far today and she was grateful.

"I guess she doesn't, at that. Still, as long as there's no trouble at our party, then it's up to everybody how they react to each other, don't you think?"

"Damn right," Lenny muttered, getting on with the task at hand and trying not to think of Big Foot, her current name for Kevin. "It's nice to see you back."

"Thanks," Amy said, smiling happily as she busied herself around the kitchen.

The guests started rolling up at 11.30 and Mark greeted them, leaving Amy and Lenny to get on with the food side of things until it was time for him to barbecue the burgers. He already had nearly a whole pig cooking nicely, and Lenny wondered if there would be anything left once all the guys had arrived. After the last barbecue, Amy had learnt her lesson and had made sure they ordered in twice as much food...knowing there wouldn't be anything left once everyone had had their fill.

"Aren't you going to get changed?" Lenny asked Amy as she carried the final tray out into the garden.

"No, not this time, it's just casual. I thought Sam had already told you?" she asked, eyeing Lenny's jeans and elasticated top.

"Oh, he did, but I thought you'd wear a dress," she said, shrugging.

"I can't be bothered with all that now!" Amy laughed, indicating her own jeans. "Besides, Mark thinks I'm dead sexy in jeans!"

"He sure as hell does," Mark growled as he came up behind her, his big arms wrapping around her waist and drawing her back to lean on his chest. "Hey Lenny, how's everything going?" he asked, smiling at her as he nuzzled Amy's neck.

"Fine, thanks. I hear you had a spectacular honeymoon?"

"Oh yeah. I think that maybe we should have one every year," he murmured, grinning wickedly when Amy looked up at him with slightly pink cheeks. "See if we can't get a few little Calloways underway, hmm?"

"Oooh, talking of babies, where's Sam and Rachel? I haven't seen the baby yet, and I can't wait!" Amy said, looking excited.

"That's the understatement of the year," Mark said, smiling. "I had to stop her from rushing round yours last night. Come on, Scarlet, let's go find them," he said, pulling her along with a quick wave to Lenny as they went.

She wasn't alone for long, however, before two hands were planted over her eyes from behind. "Guess who?" a deep voice growled, making her giggle at his attempt to disguise it.

"Page, you big moron, you never could put on a voice could you?" she asked, turning around and receiving a hug.

"Moron, I like that!" he grumbled, smiling an amazingly white grin at her. "So, how are things between you and Kevin since I've been gone?"

Lenny frowned. "As bad as ever. Worse, I think."

Page rolled his eyes and chuckled. "I guess I should have known by Kevin's reaction when I asked him the same question."

"What did he do?" she asked curiously, still not having seen the other man.

"Told me to...now, let's make sure I get this word for word...ah yes, he told me to go stick my head up my own ass, grab my throat with my perfect little teeth and rip it out. Then he told me to go to hell. I thought it was a bit extreme, but Kev can be that way sometimes. So, what did you do to upset him this time?"

"Me?!"

"Well, I don't know anyone else around here who can make him as mad as that, do you?"

"I didn't do anything at all, in fact it was him that did everything! Just the other day he ruined my nice chocolate gateau!"

"Really?" Page asked, raising one eyebrow. "How did he do that?"

"He sat me on it," she muttered, her eyes narrowing when she thought about it. "It's not funny!" she said when Page started laughing.

"Aw, hell, yes it is," he said, wiping a tear from his eyes. "Never mind, baby, I'm sure you'll manage to get him back, hmm?"

"I'd like to, but I haven't seen him since then," she said, looking around at the crowd that was growing larger by the second. Jeff Hardy waved at her and grinned before rushing away to where a laughing Shannon was beckoning.

"I wonder what they're up to now?" Page asked, watching them go with narrowed eyes. "I'd be willing to bet good money it isn't anything good."

"Do they still play practical jokes at work?" Lenny asked, unable to help smiling as she watched them rush off.

Page groaned. "All the time. I've tried to convince your father to sack them, but he won't hear of it. So it's left up to me and Mark to teach them a lesson or two, when they need it."

"Which is a lot of the time, I guess?"

"More often than you'd believe," Page murmured, pursing his lips. "Let's get you a drink and we can talk some more. You're very good company after all those knuckleheads. I mean, just the other day, Adam was taking a shower and..."

Page kept up the chatter as they walked among the other guests, keeping Lenny busy for a large part of the afternoon. Watching from near the house, Sam was glad to see that Lenny was actually having a good time, but he was puzzled as to Kevin's whereabouts.

It wasn't until a couple of hours later that anyone discovered where he was. Lenny was still talking with Page when Jeff and Matt Hardy came rushing out, giggling like children, Adam Copeland following them almost blue in the face from laughing so hard. They made a beeline for Lenny and she looked at them in confusion.

"What's wrong with you lot?" she asked, unable to help smiling at their drunken giggles. Page stared at them with a smirk and then narrowed his blue eyes.

"What have you done?" he asked them, getting right to the point. He knew them a lot better than Lenny did and he had seen this sort of hysteria before. Someone, somewhere, had just had a practical joke played on them.

Jeff wiped a tear from his eye as he calmed himself down, looking at Page with a wide grin. "We got Kevin...oh God, he was so dru...er...drunk it was easy! But we need Lenny to help us with him."

"You got Kevin? What do you mean? And why would you need my help?" Lenny asked them, really confused now.

"Yes, boys, do tell," Page invited.

"It'd be better if you came and saw," Matt said, grabbing Lenny's hand and drawing her quickly into the house. She had little choice but to follow him as he trotted up the stairs and along the landing to Kevin's bedroom. She didn't know what it was she expected to see, but the sight that greeted her made her freeze and she didn't know whether to laugh or run for her life before those hazel eyes flickered open.

****Oooh, suspense....shall I post the next chapter or not? Hmm, okay, okay, I'll do it!****