A/N: New reviewers, Jen and Belladonna4, thanx for the reviews, they are greatly appreciated. Glad you are enjoying the story, and of course can't leave out my girls Shelby, Phoenix and Sam! You guys still rock!

"Godamnit!" Ray yelled as she ran towards first aid after Shane.

"What's wrong honey?" Adam asked.

"What your mouth!" Mark called after her.

"He's hurt!" Ray shrilled.

"Did you win?" Mark asked walking behind her.

"I didn't know I was facing Shane." She told him ignoring his question. She didn't care about winning, but she knows when she had him twisted in the Destructive force she heard something pop.

"Which is why we tell you to check the board smart ass." Mark called out.

"To hell with that board, I heard something snap."

"Watch your mouth Ravyn." Mark called out behind her. Mark knew his scolding was useless, but he had to try. He swore the girl had a mouth like a sailor.

"Who won the match?" Adam called behind her.

"He did."

"You let him win didn't you?" Mark asked her finally catching up with his daughter.

"That's not the point daddy," she said as she stood outside of first aid. "I hurt him. You know how I am with my opponents. To me it's another male."

"I know darlin', that's how it should be. And that's a risk all of those boys take when they step in the ring. In the ring, you have no friends, just opponents, Shane knows that."

Ray shook her head quietly and walked in.

Patrick the first aid tech stopped her, "He says no visitors."

"Patrick, this really isn't the time to fuck with me. Move."

Patrick knew better than to tangle with the new girl. She was as strong as any male superstar he had run across.

"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you."

Shane was lying on the table his eyes closed his arm in a sling. She almost cried out to him. She knew what her father told her was the truth; she couldn't believe she did this to him of all people.

"Well if it isn't the new number one contender for the light heavy weight title." Ray said hopping up on the table next to him.

He turned his head toward her putting on his brave face. She put on hers as well thought it was difficult seeing the fruits of her destruction.

"Hey there beautiful." He whispered.

"Hey yourself. Hell of a match out there. You gave me a run for my money."

"Liar." He smiled.

"What? I'm serious."

"You know good and well that you let me win that match."

Ray smiled, "And how do you know this dear Hurricane?"

"I keep telling you Citizen Ray, I got my Hurri-powers."

"I am a humbled woman." She smiled. "So how bad is it?"

"Not bad at all."

"That doesn't tell me what's wrong with you?"

"Well I popped my shoulder out of socket, so they had to pop it back. Patrick said there may be some nerve damage, but I doubt it."

A tremor of fear shot through her. He didn't pop his shoulder out of socket, she did. She hurt her best friend.

"Shane sweet heart, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. I knew what I was doing before I walked in there."

"Wait, you knew you were my opponent?"

He smiled slightly, "We tell you to check the board there little miss cocky."

He was right, she never checked the board before a match, she just went out there and demolished whoever was staring at her from the other side of the ring.

"Yeah I know. I just never expected for you to be looking at me from the other side of the ring."

"Expect the unexpected here beautiful." She watched as he sat up wincing in pain as he did.

She broke down and cried. She wiped at her cheeks frantically.

"Shane I am so sorry."

"It's okay beautiful, you didn't do anything wrong." He wiped at tear that had gotten away from her. She looked down and away from her. He cupped the back of her neck forcing her to look at him. "This is the risk we all take."

"Yeah,"

She looked so vulnerable right then, it broke Shane's heart. Damn it, he thought he asked Patrick to keep all visitors out. But knowing her she probably threatened the poor guy. He looked up into those pretty grey eyes and he couldn't help himself, he kissed her.

Oh my God, Ray thought, he is kissing me. I'm dating John, but my best friend is kissing me and to be honest, I'm not hating this.

God she feels good, Shane thought as she pressed her body against him deepening the kiss. He slid his hand down her neck, his mouth following. A soft cry escaped her throat and he thought he would burst. She leaned her head back giving him better access to her neck when there was a knock on the door.

"God damn it," he muttered as Patrick walked back through the door. People around here have some timing, he swore they were all out to get him.

She leaped off the table like someone had burned her.

"Wait, Ray."

"I had better be going. I was supposed to meet John after our match. He must be wondering where I am."

Shane let out a sigh, "Okay, I'll see you later."

"Yeah see you."

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"You're on in 5." The tech told Randy and Hunter.

"I'm not getting anywhere with her." Randy seethed.

"Just a matter of time big man. Calm down." Hunter said. Quite frankly he too was tired of the little brat.

"You don't understand Hunter, she is still wearing my belt."

"I know that. You think I can't see that."

"Well what are we going to do about it?"

"You have to give me time to think Randy. I do have a few other things to worry about besides getting your IC title back."

"I know that."

"Good. But don't worry, if this plan with Batista doesn't put all our chips in alignment nothing will."

Randy grinned. There was nothing that could get past Batista, least of all a woman.

"Oh now we wouldn't want to hurt that beautiful body of hers."

Hunter grinned, "Then I'll tell him to go easy on the little brat."

They laughed together.

"And cut!" the tech yelled, "That was good. No problems there."

"Good," Paul said, "Now I can go check on my niece."

"Ray?" Randy asked.

"Yeah, I owe her one. She is quite the practical joker."

"Oh really?" Randy smirked.

"Yeah as luck would have it, she is."

Randy watched as Paul walked out the door. But he meant every thing he said in that interview even if Paul didn't. That macho bitch was going to give him back his belt and take her place where she belonged. Underneath him in his bed, there was just no sense in her parading around with his belt. Just wasn't right.

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"You did what?" Jeff cried out as he walked Shane out the door.

"I kissed her." Shane repeated himself looking at the floor. Ray's taste was still fresh on his lips, the way her body melded into his, it was all so natural.

"Man, if you weren't hurt I would kick you."

"Why?" Shane asked climbing in the car next to Jeff.

"Because is she not dating someone?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah well you see how well that's going. They argue every other minute."

"And the minutes when they aren't arguing?"

"If they aren't arguing they are getting ready to start."

Jeff nodded his head, Shane did have a point. Even he himself couldn't see what Ray saw in John, they were like night and day. Nevertheless, the fact remains that Shane kissed a girl that belonged to someone else.

"So what are you going to do about it?"

"Nothing, she ran out of that room so fast I thought my head would spin."

"Well what do you expect Shane? Her mind is probably flying in so many directions 'til she can't see straight."

He knew that, but his wasn't doing too much better. He loved Ray, would do anything in the world for her but he didn't know if that included letting her go to be happy.

"How's Kacey?" he asked trying to change the subject.

"She's doing pretty good. She says she misses Ray, so please bring her out sometime."

"Okay. Will do." He leaned back so he could sleep. His arm ached a little and he smiled. He wished that Ray was with him, she always knew how to make him feel better.

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John watched as Ray tore into the locker room like a bat out of hell.

"What's wrong ma?" he asked her.

"Nothing, I just forgot I was supposed to meet you." She told him giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Oh, I know all about it. How's Shane?"

"Well I'm expecting the worse, praying for the best," she said pulling her shirt over her head, "I popped his shoulder out of socket at best they have to just pop it back in,"

"And at worst?"

"Well at worst he has some nerve damage."

"Damn. You're a tough cookie in the ring, huh?"

"I guess." She said.

"So I hear you have a photo shoot with the other divas."

Ray rolled her eyes. That was the last thing on her mind. And she didn't even want to do it.

"Yeah, regretfully I do."

"No, ma. That's a good thing." He said coming up behind her. She was standing there in those shorts and that sports bra. She looked good as hell.

"I don't see how."

"Because then every could see that body of yours."

"You're such a hypocrite John." She shot at him.

"What?"

"The other day it was such a problem for everybody to see my body. And these were just people we see every day. Now you have no problem with millions of strangers looking at me."

"Wait, slow down ma. That's not even how I meant it."

"Yeah well that's how you said it."

"Come on ma," he kissed her neck in the spot where he knew she was most responsive. "I don't want to fight."

She leaned into him, her body relaxing into his hard body. "I know, I'm sorry."

"Come on, put on something cute, let's go out."

She threw on a pair of jeans and one of his jerseys, she bunched it up and tied it at the back to show off her tattoo, finishing the outfit with a pair of boots. She tossed her hair a few times deciding to leave out down for once.

"Ma, you goin' wear my jersey?"

"Yeah, is that a problem?"

John was going to do anything in his power to avoid a fight. "Naw ma. It looks good on you."

She smiled. She knew he was making an effort and so was she. She was determined to get through this with him.

He took out to dinner and dancing again and then took her back to the hotel. They were kissing and making out on his bed. He untied her jersey snaking his hand under her shirt. John was loving this. Her body was so tight yet soft enough to touch. This was the night he was sure of it.

Kissing John was not bad, but it wasn't as good as kissing Shane, Ray thought. Shane was so gentle with her, John was kind of aggressive. It scared her.

"I better go." She said when she felt his hand pushing under her sports bra. This had gone just about far enough.

"No ma." John whined kissing her neck again, "Stay with me."

"I would love to John, but I have to go check on Shane anyway. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay." He laid back on the bed watching her walk out the door.

Why does he always come before me? In everything she does Shane comes first.

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Shane listened as the door opened and shut. He smiled against his pillow, he thought for sure she was going to stay the night with John, they had definitely gotten to that point in their relationship, or whatever it was one chose to call what they had.

He smelled the familiar scent of John's cologne and when he looked up he saw that she was wearing his jersey. He smiled, that must've went over well with the new image John had for Ray. Shane listened as she turned on the shower washing John's scent from her body.

"Shane," she whispered climbing beside him.

"Hmmm?"

"Do you have a t-shirt or something I can wear?"

"You don't want to wear John's?" he asked.

"No," she said softly.

"You can wear my green lantern tee if you like."

He watched as she slipped the green cloth over her head. It was big on him but it seemed to fit her body perfectly. He smiled, she looked so cute.

"Shane,"

"Yes beautiful?"

"Thank you."

"Any time." He said stroking the long braid that lie across his chest. "Anytime."

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Ray's father sat in a hotel not far from his daughter's. He dialed her number again, again it told him her number had been changed. What a smart little cookie his daughter was, getting her number changed. Or maybe it wasn't his daughter at all, but the people who protected her. He grinned; no one can keep me from my sunshine.

Her voice was so soothing to him. She sounded just like Sari, her mother. He smiled. Her mother failed him as a wife. Maybe she could do better in his light. And if not, she would suffer the same fate as her mother, the dear princess.

"My sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey," he sang with a sadistic grin on his face. "Ravyn, my little ray of sunshine, beware I'm coming for you next. And if you don't satisfy me, I'll finish what I started."

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Ray jumped out of bed. Who used to call her sunshine? Why is that name popping out in her mind? What the hell was going on?

Shane was there to hold her. "Relax, beautiful. Relax."

Ray's entire body tremored with fear. She shook repeatedly. Shane thought she as having a seizure.

"I'm going to call your father." Shane told her.

Ray couldn't say anything in return, she didn't care who he called. She just wanted know what was going on with her.

"Yeah Mark, well I got her breathing deeply."

"Well keep her that way. Calm her down Shane. We don't need anything happening to her."

"I got it Mark. See you tomorrow."

Once Shane finally got Ray to calm down it was pretty late.

"Think you could go back to sleep."

She nodded, "Hold me." She said lying beside him.

Shane didn't need to be told twice. He held her until he thought she had fallen asleep.

"I love you." He whispered.

That's just it, she thought, I love you too.