Disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with the WWE, If I did I
would have sold out a while ago and paid off some tuition! Maggie Danials,
Anna, and Grayson are mine however. MINE!! (insert evil laughter here) and
as soon as I can think of a new disclaimer. I'll let ya know
AN: A big THANKYOU! goes out to Natalie and Jen, and everybody else who reviewed., and here thought I was the only one. lol My faith in humanity has been restored. YEA! Ok on with the story.
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After lying awake half the night, tying to figure out life, what it means, and what to do about solving world hunger; I finally rolled over and looked at the clock. 3:30 A.M. the red numbers glared at me.
Shit.
Well so much for my much needed beauty sleep. At 5:30 I finally gave up trying, crawled from underneath my down comforter and rolled out of bed, shivering as my feet hit the cold wood floors. I purposely turned the heat off in my room so I could use my comforter. Yeah sad, but its like sleeping with a cloud.
"Where the hell are my slippers?" I said out loud to the dust bunnies under my bed as I peered underneath it. Last time I couldn't find them Gray had thrown them on the roof. Why he had done that I still haven't figured out and actually I don't think he knows either. The mind of a 5 year old works in mysterious ways. I padded down the hall barefoot, having given up the search, and went to Grayson's door, opened it slowly and peered in. He was quiet for once, and lying there peacefully. Oh how I envied him.
A soft "Hey" came from behind me.
I whirled around and whispered loudly "Jesus Brock. Don't scare a girl like that. What are you doing up so early?"
"Sorry. I'm on a weird schedule and wake up early. I heard your door open so I came out. What time do you have to be at work?"
"Technically 8:30. But I don't get there."
Brock interrupted " 'till 9:15. When you're good an ready.' Yeah I know you still."
I laughed. "Am I that transparent? C'mon I need some coffee."
"Aren't you cold?"
I was wearing flannel pants and a tank top and slightly turning blue. "Yeah, that's why I need the coffee. Aren't you cold?"
He was wearing his black work out pants and no shirt. "Psh. No. I'm tough."
I just laughed and rolled my eyes, "C'mon caveman. Must. Have. Coffee. Now" I said as I pushed him in the back towards the stairs.
We scampered (and if you could picture a 300 lbs man scampering.well it's a mental image) down the stairs and walked into the kitchen and were met by Anna busy frying bacon.
"Anna, how the heck do you manage to always beat me down here? And why do you always make such great bacon?" I asked stealing two pieces from the plate and passing one off to Brock and going to get some coffee. I turned and looked at Brock, "I swear, I earn the bacon, she cooks the bacon, the bacon ends up on my hips. It's a vicious cycle."
Brock laughed and eyed me up, "Aw c'mon whatever. There is no bacon on those hips. Must be those donuts."
"You ass." Was my reply and I plunked down two cups of coffee in front of him. The smell is enough to wake you; you don't even need to drink it. I like my coffee thick so if I put a spoon in it, the spoon stands straight up.
"Aw Lord, how do you drink this stuff?," Brock asked raising the cup to his mouth and taking a sip. "Its tar."
"Close your eyes, don't smell and down it. Like you do a shot." I said laughing. "Its good for you. Puts hair on your chest."
Anna, Brock and I sat around the kitchen swapping stories and laughing till we cried, Anna was in rare form and had some great stories about Grayson that Brock hadn't heard before.
Grayson woke up at quarter to 7 and ran down stairs demanding his morning bowl of High Fructose Corn Syrup cereal with the fake marshmallows and a toy at the bottom of the box. After he was sticky from digging in the box, eaten at least half a bowl before spilling it all over himself and there was just enough cereal crunched on the floor, Brock was able to convince him to go upstairs for a bath and to get dressed.
Anna watched them go out the door, and looked at me "Miss Maggie, its good to have him home isn't it? You looked so relaxed and happy."
"Yes Anna it is. And thank you, I'm glad I don't look so pissed anymore."
"Miss Maggie, I'm gonna say this once and not again, when are you two gonna finally wake up and realize that you are made for each other? Its as plain as the noses on your faces, you are in love why I."
Oh God not this again. I cut her off before she dug me in a hole, "Anna. No. Not going to happen. We are best friends, and we are going to stay that way for a long time. Brock and I discussed it long ago, when we were first back in school, and we decided it wouldn't work. We value our friendship too much. So that's the way things will just have to be." I paused and looked her in the eye, "So please drop this and don't bring it up Especially in front of Brock"
"If you could only see the way he looks at you. The light in his eye. An old woman like me knows this light. There are sparks there. You may have decided long ago what will happen in the future, but it only takes a moment to change all that. I will drop it for now but please remember what I said." She gave me a hug, and read the clock over my shoulder, "Ach! Miss Maggie look at the time. You better run!"
I stole a look at the clock. Quarter to eight. "Aw shit." I said, " Anna please? Promise me you wont bring it up again" and ran out of the kitchen for a very hasty shower.
Anna's words bothered me though. Could it be true there was something there? It was true at one time I did have feelings for him, but I became very good at hiding them to even myself.
No I can't think about this. Think of work. Think of Shelia and a can of corn poured on her head. Think of Brock
DAMMIT! Anna really opened the Pandora's Box on this one.
"Put it behind you girl," a voice in my head whispered, "you know what happens when friends become more then that. you remember what happened the last time."
I remembered all too well. I was once in engaged to a man who was my best friend. And then the bastard ran of with my roommate... The whole ordeal left me very distrustful of anyone getting close to me, and it took along time for me to even warm up to Brock. On a positive note: At least I got a single room out of the whole deal. Gray and Brock are the only men in my life right now, and I wanted it to stay that way. I stepped out of the shower, dried off, and stepped up to the mirror and peered into it.
"C'mon Maggie-Girl. You can do this, it was just a thought. Nothing happened. Nobody got hurt. Let it Go." I banged my head against the mirror. "Arrggh! Dammit Anna" cursing her softly under my breath. A quick look at the clock: 8:10. I flew into my room and pulled an outfit together quickly. Black Skirt, Blue Shirt, and Pantyhose that are the devil, and high heels that make me an even 6-foot. I looked in the mirror and smiled. Just enough leg and just enough cleavage to get them talking' in the office. "I'm hot" I laughed and ran out my bedroom door.
"Gray! I'm leaving. Come give me some love!!"
Gray raced from the living room, followed by Brock, and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, "Bye mom have fun"
"Oh I'm sure I will. It'll be a laugh riot" and then tickled his sides as he shrieked with laughter and fell down with a bump and lay there giggling. "You are a very silly little boy and I love you very much"
"Love you too Mom."
Brock stood there taking in the scene, smiling. "Hey I got some love for you too"
I froze. Oh shit. No not happening. Anna can't be right about this. C'mon man I just got you out of my head don't do this to me.
He hugged me and kissed my other cheek and whispered in my ear, "Don't let them get you down. You are so much better then they are. Be strong." His breath on my ear sent shivers up and down my spine; I closed my eyes hoping to block the sensation. As I opened my eyes, I saw Anna giving me a thumb up and winking. I pulled back from his embrace and looked him in the eye looking for that light Anna had talked about. "Dear Lord." I prayed, "Please don't let me find it"
"Thank you," I said ignoring the panic that was building up, "that means a lot"
"You're Welcome, Now get goin'! Don't give them the satisfaction of firing you."
I walked out to my car on shaky legs, climbed in and cranked the engine. And let out the breath I had been holding in.
The Light.
It was in his eyes.
Now what am I going to do?
AN: A big THANKYOU! goes out to Natalie and Jen, and everybody else who reviewed., and here thought I was the only one. lol My faith in humanity has been restored. YEA! Ok on with the story.
******
After lying awake half the night, tying to figure out life, what it means, and what to do about solving world hunger; I finally rolled over and looked at the clock. 3:30 A.M. the red numbers glared at me.
Shit.
Well so much for my much needed beauty sleep. At 5:30 I finally gave up trying, crawled from underneath my down comforter and rolled out of bed, shivering as my feet hit the cold wood floors. I purposely turned the heat off in my room so I could use my comforter. Yeah sad, but its like sleeping with a cloud.
"Where the hell are my slippers?" I said out loud to the dust bunnies under my bed as I peered underneath it. Last time I couldn't find them Gray had thrown them on the roof. Why he had done that I still haven't figured out and actually I don't think he knows either. The mind of a 5 year old works in mysterious ways. I padded down the hall barefoot, having given up the search, and went to Grayson's door, opened it slowly and peered in. He was quiet for once, and lying there peacefully. Oh how I envied him.
A soft "Hey" came from behind me.
I whirled around and whispered loudly "Jesus Brock. Don't scare a girl like that. What are you doing up so early?"
"Sorry. I'm on a weird schedule and wake up early. I heard your door open so I came out. What time do you have to be at work?"
"Technically 8:30. But I don't get there."
Brock interrupted " 'till 9:15. When you're good an ready.' Yeah I know you still."
I laughed. "Am I that transparent? C'mon I need some coffee."
"Aren't you cold?"
I was wearing flannel pants and a tank top and slightly turning blue. "Yeah, that's why I need the coffee. Aren't you cold?"
He was wearing his black work out pants and no shirt. "Psh. No. I'm tough."
I just laughed and rolled my eyes, "C'mon caveman. Must. Have. Coffee. Now" I said as I pushed him in the back towards the stairs.
We scampered (and if you could picture a 300 lbs man scampering.well it's a mental image) down the stairs and walked into the kitchen and were met by Anna busy frying bacon.
"Anna, how the heck do you manage to always beat me down here? And why do you always make such great bacon?" I asked stealing two pieces from the plate and passing one off to Brock and going to get some coffee. I turned and looked at Brock, "I swear, I earn the bacon, she cooks the bacon, the bacon ends up on my hips. It's a vicious cycle."
Brock laughed and eyed me up, "Aw c'mon whatever. There is no bacon on those hips. Must be those donuts."
"You ass." Was my reply and I plunked down two cups of coffee in front of him. The smell is enough to wake you; you don't even need to drink it. I like my coffee thick so if I put a spoon in it, the spoon stands straight up.
"Aw Lord, how do you drink this stuff?," Brock asked raising the cup to his mouth and taking a sip. "Its tar."
"Close your eyes, don't smell and down it. Like you do a shot." I said laughing. "Its good for you. Puts hair on your chest."
Anna, Brock and I sat around the kitchen swapping stories and laughing till we cried, Anna was in rare form and had some great stories about Grayson that Brock hadn't heard before.
Grayson woke up at quarter to 7 and ran down stairs demanding his morning bowl of High Fructose Corn Syrup cereal with the fake marshmallows and a toy at the bottom of the box. After he was sticky from digging in the box, eaten at least half a bowl before spilling it all over himself and there was just enough cereal crunched on the floor, Brock was able to convince him to go upstairs for a bath and to get dressed.
Anna watched them go out the door, and looked at me "Miss Maggie, its good to have him home isn't it? You looked so relaxed and happy."
"Yes Anna it is. And thank you, I'm glad I don't look so pissed anymore."
"Miss Maggie, I'm gonna say this once and not again, when are you two gonna finally wake up and realize that you are made for each other? Its as plain as the noses on your faces, you are in love why I."
Oh God not this again. I cut her off before she dug me in a hole, "Anna. No. Not going to happen. We are best friends, and we are going to stay that way for a long time. Brock and I discussed it long ago, when we were first back in school, and we decided it wouldn't work. We value our friendship too much. So that's the way things will just have to be." I paused and looked her in the eye, "So please drop this and don't bring it up Especially in front of Brock"
"If you could only see the way he looks at you. The light in his eye. An old woman like me knows this light. There are sparks there. You may have decided long ago what will happen in the future, but it only takes a moment to change all that. I will drop it for now but please remember what I said." She gave me a hug, and read the clock over my shoulder, "Ach! Miss Maggie look at the time. You better run!"
I stole a look at the clock. Quarter to eight. "Aw shit." I said, " Anna please? Promise me you wont bring it up again" and ran out of the kitchen for a very hasty shower.
Anna's words bothered me though. Could it be true there was something there? It was true at one time I did have feelings for him, but I became very good at hiding them to even myself.
No I can't think about this. Think of work. Think of Shelia and a can of corn poured on her head. Think of Brock
DAMMIT! Anna really opened the Pandora's Box on this one.
"Put it behind you girl," a voice in my head whispered, "you know what happens when friends become more then that. you remember what happened the last time."
I remembered all too well. I was once in engaged to a man who was my best friend. And then the bastard ran of with my roommate... The whole ordeal left me very distrustful of anyone getting close to me, and it took along time for me to even warm up to Brock. On a positive note: At least I got a single room out of the whole deal. Gray and Brock are the only men in my life right now, and I wanted it to stay that way. I stepped out of the shower, dried off, and stepped up to the mirror and peered into it.
"C'mon Maggie-Girl. You can do this, it was just a thought. Nothing happened. Nobody got hurt. Let it Go." I banged my head against the mirror. "Arrggh! Dammit Anna" cursing her softly under my breath. A quick look at the clock: 8:10. I flew into my room and pulled an outfit together quickly. Black Skirt, Blue Shirt, and Pantyhose that are the devil, and high heels that make me an even 6-foot. I looked in the mirror and smiled. Just enough leg and just enough cleavage to get them talking' in the office. "I'm hot" I laughed and ran out my bedroom door.
"Gray! I'm leaving. Come give me some love!!"
Gray raced from the living room, followed by Brock, and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, "Bye mom have fun"
"Oh I'm sure I will. It'll be a laugh riot" and then tickled his sides as he shrieked with laughter and fell down with a bump and lay there giggling. "You are a very silly little boy and I love you very much"
"Love you too Mom."
Brock stood there taking in the scene, smiling. "Hey I got some love for you too"
I froze. Oh shit. No not happening. Anna can't be right about this. C'mon man I just got you out of my head don't do this to me.
He hugged me and kissed my other cheek and whispered in my ear, "Don't let them get you down. You are so much better then they are. Be strong." His breath on my ear sent shivers up and down my spine; I closed my eyes hoping to block the sensation. As I opened my eyes, I saw Anna giving me a thumb up and winking. I pulled back from his embrace and looked him in the eye looking for that light Anna had talked about. "Dear Lord." I prayed, "Please don't let me find it"
"Thank you," I said ignoring the panic that was building up, "that means a lot"
"You're Welcome, Now get goin'! Don't give them the satisfaction of firing you."
I walked out to my car on shaky legs, climbed in and cranked the engine. And let out the breath I had been holding in.
The Light.
It was in his eyes.
Now what am I going to do?