Disclaimer: I do not own any wrestler in the WWE, and have just entered
negotiations into owning Brock Lesner. I'll let you know how that goes. But
I do own however Maggie, Grayson, and Anna
AN: OK I tried to break this up into two chapters but that required an effort I just wasn't feeling at the time. SO! Deal with it. Extra Long Chapter with a side of mashed potatoes and gravy.
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My alarm went off at 4:15 am with a beeping noise loud enough to wake the dead. Groaning I rolled over and knocked it off the nightstand. It fell under the bed with a loud squawk and was then mercifully silent. To freakin early. I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling. I hadn't been sleeping well for a while. OK I hadn't been sleeping period. And when I have slept, my dreams have had this over whelming fear of dread. You know that feeling of helplessness and panic as you stand by not doing anything? That's been my nights. I've passed it off as pre-travel jitters, and I'm hoping that once Grayson and I get out there, I'll be able to relax. I wearily rolled over onto my side and closed my eyes.
**15 minutes later**
The phone started to ring, and I jumped out of bed tripping over the covers that were wrapped around my legs "Gawd Dammit" I cursed, loud enough to make me feel better and soft enough so God wouldn't hear. I finally located the phone and said crankily, "What?!"
"Good morning sunshine, it's you're 4:30 wake up call".
"You are a sadistic bastard sometimes you know that Lesner?" I grumbled into the phone, "I hope some squirrels come after you"
All I could hear was Brock's laughter, "Squirrels?"
"Yeah Squirrels, evil little rats in fur coats. Don't turn your back on 'em!"
"All right, I'll uh.. keep that in mind. So how has sleeping in my room been?"
"To tell you the truth, kind of freaky, but also a turn on." I said giggling, "The mattress guys said they would deliver my bed while we are gone, so you can have your bed back soon"
Brock was quiet for a moment, "Well you know, you could always umm, just share with me. I wouldn't mind at all."
"Yeah I'm sure you wouldn't mind," I sighed, "Yeah I thought about that too, but I don't think I'm ready for that yet. I want to, but I just cant. And I have Grayson to worry about too, that whole mothers are a good example thing." I waited a moment, "Are you OK with that?"
"Yeah totally." Brock cleared his throat, "OK so I really didn't call this early to have that discussion, I figured you hit the snooze and were falling back to sleep again."
Smiling, thankful for a lighter topic I said, "Ha! That shows how much you know, for you information your alarm clock is now under the bed. And I hope its in a million pieces."
"Well then get your cute ass out of bed, go make a pot of that sludge you call coffee and get yourself to the airport!"
"Well when you put it that way baby how could I refuse? I'm up ok?"
"Out of bed? Standing on cold floor?"
"Yeah and I'm shivering too, I think my lips are turning blue. People will actually be able to say your girlfriend is frigid. And for you information, I'm also half nekked."
You could hear him grin "So you gonna fly that way too?"
"Well technically, if I'm wearing what I plan to wear," I said seductively, "I'll be totally naked," I heard a large gulp of air from his end, "under my clothes that is. OK I'm gonna go. Love ya" then I hung up giggling. "Yeah that's for the wake up call." I threw the phone on the bed and ran shivering to the bathroom and turned the shower on to hot.
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After my shower, I ran back to the bedroom and dived under the comforter, and lay there, still shivering, making a list of things to do before the taxi got here to bring us to the airport. Put the suitcases by the door, Wake up Gray, feed Gray, don't let him fall asleep in his Cheerios, hell if I have time maybe I'll even get dressed.
I poked my head from underneath the blanket and tested the air, just slightly above freezing. You would think that being from Minnesota would mean I have anti-freeze in my veins. And for most Minnesotans this is true, but I am a genetic freak and lost this gift early in life. I threw back the covers, went to the closet and fished around looking for Brock's bathrobe. Finding it towards the back, I shrugged it on and wrapped it twice around me. I wandered down to Gray's room and gently woke him up.
"Hey Gray, c'mon buddy. We have a plane to catch."
Grayson rolled over and yawned, "I don't want to go to school"
Giggling I said, "We aren't going to school. We are going to see Brock remember?"
Gray sat up like a shot "Oh yeah!" and he was out of bed in an instant.
"Ok breakfast first," I said, "and then we'll get dressed."
Gray walked slowly down the hall towards the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. I pulled out some clothes for him to wear on the plane and laid them on his bed, He's getting really good at picking out his clothes and dressing himself, however today is not the day for plaids with strips. I looked around his room and threw his pillow, cape and mask, and a few toys and books into a carry on bag for the ride and carried it out to the front door.
Gray had already pulled cereal out and was in the process of dropping the milk on the floor when I walked into the kitchen. Grabbing the milk before it fell, I put it on the table and put Gray in his chair.
"All right kid, we got to hurry up. Do you want some juice?"
Grayson's mouth was full of cheerios so he shook his head no.
"OK I'm going to go get dressed, so come and get me when you're done ok? And no drowning in your cereal young man"
"All right" Gray said giggling spitting cheerios everywhere.
I just shook my head and went to the room and started flipping thru my clothes. I grabbed my gray linen suit and a lavender shirt, and took off Brock's robe gasping as the cold hit me again "Good Lord I am such a wuss." I pulled on my clothes and went to the bathroom to attempt something with my hair.
"Mom I'm done!" Gray came skipping into the bathroom
"Ok good deal. I put your clothes on the bed, call me if you need any help."
And he ran off like the good kid he was
I heard a loud honking noise from the driveway. "Shit!"
"Mooom I heard that!"
"Hey I'm allowed one every week. I'm going to go downstairs and talk to the driver, ok?"
"Uh huh!"
I ran downstairs and pulled open the front door. There was a large black limo in front of the house. "What the hell?" I muttered as the driver walked up to me, "Didn't I order a taxi?" I asked him.
"Yeah you did, ma'am but someone called and said you needed to arrive in style."
"Uh-huh. I see. Well umm here are the bags, and I need to go find my son. Be right back"
"No hurry." The driver grabbed our bags and walked down to the trunk.
"Yo Gray!" I yelled, "How are you doing in there?" I went into the kitchen and wiped off the counters and put the bowls in the sink. Luckily Brock had a cleaning service that came in every week, and they would be here today, so I didn't have to worry about dishes.
"Here I am Mom, and look! I even tucked in my shirt myself."
I turned and looked at him, wearing the khakis and blue shirt I had set out, the front of his shirt was magnificently done, but the back really need some help. "Wow, I am impressed, you look great, but hang on there is a small wrinkle in the back."
OK small wrinkle the size of the Grand Canyon, but who am I to dash a 5 year olds self esteem? "C'mere and I'll get it," I finished the tuck in and tickled his sides I said, "OK Now do we have everything?"
"I have you." Gray said hugging my leg
"I have you too," I said looking down at him "OK lets start the adventure!" and we ran downstairs and outside to the limo
***
The limo driver got us to the door of the airport quickly and even put up with 5 million questions from Gray, all while smiling. It was impressive.
We finally found the check in and stood in line with our fellow passengers. Finally it was our turn and I handed the ticket agent our tickets, as she looked at them she said, "Oh Ms. Danials you and your son have been upgraded to first class."
I looked at her like she sprouted a second head, "Really? Who did that?"
"Sorry, the computer doesn't tell who made the reservations. But here are your boarding passes and its gate 16. Have a good day," she said way to perky for 6 am
Grayson and I walked hand in hand to the gate, and sat down in some rather uncomfortable plastic chairs. Gray looked out the window and watched planes land in the early morning light. Finally we hear our flight being called, and we collected our carry-on and walked up to the gate and to the plane
"Mom? Is this where our adventure begins?" Gray asked looking up at me as we entered the plane.
"You got it sweetie."
AN: OK I tried to break this up into two chapters but that required an effort I just wasn't feeling at the time. SO! Deal with it. Extra Long Chapter with a side of mashed potatoes and gravy.
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My alarm went off at 4:15 am with a beeping noise loud enough to wake the dead. Groaning I rolled over and knocked it off the nightstand. It fell under the bed with a loud squawk and was then mercifully silent. To freakin early. I lay on my back and stared at the ceiling. I hadn't been sleeping well for a while. OK I hadn't been sleeping period. And when I have slept, my dreams have had this over whelming fear of dread. You know that feeling of helplessness and panic as you stand by not doing anything? That's been my nights. I've passed it off as pre-travel jitters, and I'm hoping that once Grayson and I get out there, I'll be able to relax. I wearily rolled over onto my side and closed my eyes.
**15 minutes later**
The phone started to ring, and I jumped out of bed tripping over the covers that were wrapped around my legs "Gawd Dammit" I cursed, loud enough to make me feel better and soft enough so God wouldn't hear. I finally located the phone and said crankily, "What?!"
"Good morning sunshine, it's you're 4:30 wake up call".
"You are a sadistic bastard sometimes you know that Lesner?" I grumbled into the phone, "I hope some squirrels come after you"
All I could hear was Brock's laughter, "Squirrels?"
"Yeah Squirrels, evil little rats in fur coats. Don't turn your back on 'em!"
"All right, I'll uh.. keep that in mind. So how has sleeping in my room been?"
"To tell you the truth, kind of freaky, but also a turn on." I said giggling, "The mattress guys said they would deliver my bed while we are gone, so you can have your bed back soon"
Brock was quiet for a moment, "Well you know, you could always umm, just share with me. I wouldn't mind at all."
"Yeah I'm sure you wouldn't mind," I sighed, "Yeah I thought about that too, but I don't think I'm ready for that yet. I want to, but I just cant. And I have Grayson to worry about too, that whole mothers are a good example thing." I waited a moment, "Are you OK with that?"
"Yeah totally." Brock cleared his throat, "OK so I really didn't call this early to have that discussion, I figured you hit the snooze and were falling back to sleep again."
Smiling, thankful for a lighter topic I said, "Ha! That shows how much you know, for you information your alarm clock is now under the bed. And I hope its in a million pieces."
"Well then get your cute ass out of bed, go make a pot of that sludge you call coffee and get yourself to the airport!"
"Well when you put it that way baby how could I refuse? I'm up ok?"
"Out of bed? Standing on cold floor?"
"Yeah and I'm shivering too, I think my lips are turning blue. People will actually be able to say your girlfriend is frigid. And for you information, I'm also half nekked."
You could hear him grin "So you gonna fly that way too?"
"Well technically, if I'm wearing what I plan to wear," I said seductively, "I'll be totally naked," I heard a large gulp of air from his end, "under my clothes that is. OK I'm gonna go. Love ya" then I hung up giggling. "Yeah that's for the wake up call." I threw the phone on the bed and ran shivering to the bathroom and turned the shower on to hot.
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After my shower, I ran back to the bedroom and dived under the comforter, and lay there, still shivering, making a list of things to do before the taxi got here to bring us to the airport. Put the suitcases by the door, Wake up Gray, feed Gray, don't let him fall asleep in his Cheerios, hell if I have time maybe I'll even get dressed.
I poked my head from underneath the blanket and tested the air, just slightly above freezing. You would think that being from Minnesota would mean I have anti-freeze in my veins. And for most Minnesotans this is true, but I am a genetic freak and lost this gift early in life. I threw back the covers, went to the closet and fished around looking for Brock's bathrobe. Finding it towards the back, I shrugged it on and wrapped it twice around me. I wandered down to Gray's room and gently woke him up.
"Hey Gray, c'mon buddy. We have a plane to catch."
Grayson rolled over and yawned, "I don't want to go to school"
Giggling I said, "We aren't going to school. We are going to see Brock remember?"
Gray sat up like a shot "Oh yeah!" and he was out of bed in an instant.
"Ok breakfast first," I said, "and then we'll get dressed."
Gray walked slowly down the hall towards the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. I pulled out some clothes for him to wear on the plane and laid them on his bed, He's getting really good at picking out his clothes and dressing himself, however today is not the day for plaids with strips. I looked around his room and threw his pillow, cape and mask, and a few toys and books into a carry on bag for the ride and carried it out to the front door.
Gray had already pulled cereal out and was in the process of dropping the milk on the floor when I walked into the kitchen. Grabbing the milk before it fell, I put it on the table and put Gray in his chair.
"All right kid, we got to hurry up. Do you want some juice?"
Grayson's mouth was full of cheerios so he shook his head no.
"OK I'm going to go get dressed, so come and get me when you're done ok? And no drowning in your cereal young man"
"All right" Gray said giggling spitting cheerios everywhere.
I just shook my head and went to the room and started flipping thru my clothes. I grabbed my gray linen suit and a lavender shirt, and took off Brock's robe gasping as the cold hit me again "Good Lord I am such a wuss." I pulled on my clothes and went to the bathroom to attempt something with my hair.
"Mom I'm done!" Gray came skipping into the bathroom
"Ok good deal. I put your clothes on the bed, call me if you need any help."
And he ran off like the good kid he was
I heard a loud honking noise from the driveway. "Shit!"
"Mooom I heard that!"
"Hey I'm allowed one every week. I'm going to go downstairs and talk to the driver, ok?"
"Uh huh!"
I ran downstairs and pulled open the front door. There was a large black limo in front of the house. "What the hell?" I muttered as the driver walked up to me, "Didn't I order a taxi?" I asked him.
"Yeah you did, ma'am but someone called and said you needed to arrive in style."
"Uh-huh. I see. Well umm here are the bags, and I need to go find my son. Be right back"
"No hurry." The driver grabbed our bags and walked down to the trunk.
"Yo Gray!" I yelled, "How are you doing in there?" I went into the kitchen and wiped off the counters and put the bowls in the sink. Luckily Brock had a cleaning service that came in every week, and they would be here today, so I didn't have to worry about dishes.
"Here I am Mom, and look! I even tucked in my shirt myself."
I turned and looked at him, wearing the khakis and blue shirt I had set out, the front of his shirt was magnificently done, but the back really need some help. "Wow, I am impressed, you look great, but hang on there is a small wrinkle in the back."
OK small wrinkle the size of the Grand Canyon, but who am I to dash a 5 year olds self esteem? "C'mere and I'll get it," I finished the tuck in and tickled his sides I said, "OK Now do we have everything?"
"I have you." Gray said hugging my leg
"I have you too," I said looking down at him "OK lets start the adventure!" and we ran downstairs and outside to the limo
***
The limo driver got us to the door of the airport quickly and even put up with 5 million questions from Gray, all while smiling. It was impressive.
We finally found the check in and stood in line with our fellow passengers. Finally it was our turn and I handed the ticket agent our tickets, as she looked at them she said, "Oh Ms. Danials you and your son have been upgraded to first class."
I looked at her like she sprouted a second head, "Really? Who did that?"
"Sorry, the computer doesn't tell who made the reservations. But here are your boarding passes and its gate 16. Have a good day," she said way to perky for 6 am
Grayson and I walked hand in hand to the gate, and sat down in some rather uncomfortable plastic chairs. Gray looked out the window and watched planes land in the early morning light. Finally we hear our flight being called, and we collected our carry-on and walked up to the gate and to the plane
"Mom? Is this where our adventure begins?" Gray asked looking up at me as we entered the plane.
"You got it sweetie."