A/N: Sorry for delay! Been really really busy! The match! What's gonna happen? Read on! Oh, I don't own anyone famous, DUH!
Double Teamed:
Ashley's POV:
We got to the arena with three hours to spare. I dropped the kids off at the backstage daycare, and then went to our locker room to get ready. Someone had finally decided to get a daycare service for the backstage area. Most of the wrestlers have children, and a few of the wives/girlfriends travel with them. It was a good decision on Vince's part! It really made life easier! When I got back, I saw John sleeping on the couch. I just smiled and started to pick out an outfit. I had four outfits laid out on the counter top, and was having a hard time picking one.
"Go with the third one," I heard John say. He must've been awake when I was trying each one on, that freak!
"The third one? You liked that one?"
"Oh yea. I liked it!"
"Ok, third one it is. So, not sleeping after all John?!"
"Well, I didn't see the first one, but I saw the rest of em'. Face it babe, ya look good in practically everything." John said grinning.
"No, I don't. You are just being nice! Well, we have two hours until the show. You need to get your butt off the couch, because I'm going to get in a quick nap."
"Nap? That's what you want to do with the whole two hours? Fine. Good night." John said as he got up and walked into the bathroom. I grabbed a blanket out of our bags, and curled up on the couch. I was just about to fall asleep when John started singing. I groaned and put a pillow over my head. It didn't work very well!
"John, could you please Shut UP!"
"You don't like my singing?"
"No, shut it!"
"Whatever! Sorry I woke you up."
"Uh huh, sure." I said as I rolled my eyes and tried to doze of.
John's POV:
I peeked out of the bathroom and saw Ash lying on the couch. Hehe, there was no way I was going to let her sleep! I quietly crept towards the couch. I ducked down behind it, and was about to jump on top of her, when I felt her hands grab me and pull me over the side.
"You think you're sneaky, don't you?" Ashley asked with a big smile on her face.
"Well, I did, but…" I was cut of in mid sentence when Ash pulled out a bottle of shaving cream. She plastered my face with the cream, and couldn't stop laughing. "Now that was unexpected! What, did I miss a spot shaving or something?" I asked her while I wiped off my face.
"What can I say, I am the sneaky one in the family!" Ashley said in mid-laugh. I then pulled another can of shaving cream out of my pocket and got her right in the face.
"Yea, who's laughing now sweetie!"
"Ok, you win John! Baby, now I'm all messy." Ashley whined at me.
"Oh, but wait, There's more!" I said as I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. I managed to turn on the shower and then threw Ashley in.
"Oh my God, John the water is freezing!" Ashley shrieked.
"Oh, sorry! Better?" I asked as I adjusted the temperature.
"Much better!" Ashley said, as a devilish grin spread across her face. Before I could react I was lying in the tub, getting soaked! Ashley was lying on top of me, and completely soaked. I then realized that she had on a white tank top, which was now see-thru. Oh man, what a sight!
"Oh yea, that's even better!" Ashley said as she wiped some of the shaving cream off of my face. "Now we couldn't do this if the kids were here, now could we?"
"No way, not a chance!" I said as I pulled Ashley in for a kiss. A few minutes later, I was shirtless, and Ashley was only wearing her tank top and thong! I guess that we were making a lot of noise, because while we were in the middle of some great sex, because Ric Flair, Charlie, Randy came bursting into the room.
"Hey, are you guys ohh, um, ok?" Randy and Ric asked sheepishly as they entered the bathroom. "Oh, sorry you two. We heard some strange noises, and thought maybe something was wrong. You should really lock the door when you're getting it on!"
"Ok, thanks guys. Ya can leave now!" Ashley said, trying to hide herself behind me.
"Yea, thanks for checking, but we are ok. Bye!" I said, hoping they would take the hint. They did, and quickly vacated the room. I turned and looked at Ashley. We both sat embarrassed in the silence, but then began laughing.
"John, did you see their faces? It was pretty funny!"
"Uh huh. Those guys will never look at us the same. Maybe I should go lock the door now!"
"Yea, it might help!"
I got out of the shower, and went and locked the door. I then hurried back to the shower. "So, where were we?" I asked Ashley.
"We were right about here!" She said as she pulled me back into the shower!
SmackDown, Ashley's POV:
John and I were waiting at the entrance for John's music to hit. Randy had just finished his tag team match with Dave against the Dudley Boyz, and it was now time for John's handicap match. Randy kind of looked at us strange when he walked past, and then the music started. We made our way down to the ring, still trying not to laugh about Randy's look! We stood there for a few minutes, while the crowd went crazy. Then Rene's music went off, and he came down with his dog. Speaking of dogs, Pinky had taken a trip to St. Louis to stay with Randy's parents. The road life just wasn't for her! Sydney was a little sad, but she was adjusting. Rene gave his dog to the worker, and then slid into the ring. He glared at John for a bit, until Booker's music started. I immediately felt my heart beat increase, and felt myself growing very nervous. I got out of the ring right when he entered. I had John's U.S. champion belt on my shoulder. The match was about to start, when Kurt Angle and his assistant came out. They were out there to watch the match, and eventually Kurt would strip John of his title. Damn writers! The show was going as planned, and Rene was losing, as usual, and he finally crawled his way over to Booker. Booker entered the ring, and was met by thousands of boos from the crowd. I couldn't help but grin, he wasn't exactly a fan favorite!
John and Booker exchanged a few cheap shots, and then Booker flawlessly delivered the spinebuster to John. I could tell by the expression on John's face that Booker had added a little extra to it, intentionally hurting John. John managed to get up, and then hit Booker with a hard clothesline. He smiled when he looked down at Booker, and went over to the pole to get his chain necklace. He wrapped it around his hand, and headed back over to Booker. Booker got up but suddenly went crashing down, when John hit him smack dab in the face with the chain. John began repeatedly punching Booker in the face, and didn't stop until Booker's face was painted red by his own blood! Rene Dupree entered the ring, to try to stop the beating, but only ended up getting knocked out. Booker managed to crawl out of the ring, and made his way over to Kurt. John hopped out of the ring, and ran at him. Booker ducked, as planned, and John ran right into Kurt. The bell then sounded, and Kurt took the title away from John, but only after Luther did his little stint in the ring. John got back up, and acted the hell out of it! He slid out of the ring. He walked over to me, and wrapped his arm around my waist. He let his head sink down, and looked really upset. As we passed Booker, I gave him a good kick and stomp with my stiletto heels. My smile just grew more, when I saw him start to cry. Booker got what he deserved. He finally got a taste of the pain he put me through. We walked out of that arena leaving a sight meant for a horror movie. I have never felt better!
"John that was so awesome! Did you see Booker? He can't even get up!"
"Yup, I told you that he was going to pay!" John said, beaming.
"I really think that it's great and all, but what if you get suspended? That would be terrible!"
"Well, it was worth it! At least I'll have some time to spend at home with you and the kids! What's so bad about that?"
"Um, nothing! Oh, how's your back? That spinebuster looked painful."
"Oh, it's ok. I was just surprised that I got up. He could have done some serious damage, but it doesn't hurt too bad right now. I'll just have to go see a chiropractor or something." John said as he rubbed his back.
"Just so you're ok."
We walked to the day care room, and picked up Syd, Josh, and Winsor. Five minutes later, as I was getting everything ready to leave, there was a knock on the door. John slowly got up and went to answer it. His back must've really been hurting. He answered the door, and then went out in the hallway to talk to an official. A minute later, he walked back into the room, with a weird look on his face.
"Who was it baby?" I asked as I put the babies in their carriers.
"Oh, just some worker. You're going to have to put up with me for a month or two."
"They suspended you? John I'm sorry. That really sucks."
"Hey, it's ok. I guess I broke Book's nose and jaw. I could've done worse! He also has a bruised rib from your shoe! Well, let's go home Ash!"
John threw his bag over his shoulder and carefully picked up Winsor's carrier. I grabbed my bag, and got Josh. Sydney gathered up her stuff, and followed John out the door. I smiled and followed behind her. We drove our rental car back to the airport and got on the plane, and headed home.