Hello agian- Yep you guessed it... time to find out who the new group is! And thanks so much for all the wonderful words... I am still amazed that you all are loving my story as much as I am and I even got a couple of new people in here reading and that is wonderful! Thanks to each and everyone of you... and I had to change the rating to R just in case... I hope I can keep it going for all of you.


Chapter 14

"YO, Big Show where are you going to sit?" Marti asked with a laugh as the new guys approached the van.

"In her lap." He exclaimed pointing to me.

"Oh, NO. See, that's where you are wrong buster, me and Marti are going to be sitting in your lap... along with Bastista and Rick..." I corrected him pointing to all the people that I had in mind to help me in his over sized lap.

"Not funny, princess." Big Show laughed pulling me into a hug.

"What's this shit with all of you calling me princess?" I asked stepping away and looking between Marti and Show.

"You look like one!" Rick answered pulling me into a hug, "Marti said you were looking good with the weight-loss, but WOW! I might need to take you out.. A little wine and dine." He chuckled doing a little dance on the tarmac.

I smiled at Rick when we pulled apart. He was another one that I had met several times due to my working at the gym and having several people that we both knew. "Flair you old devil, aren't you going to introduce me to your friends?" I asked eyeing Randy and Dave, letting him know that it was the younger men I was looking for to wine me and dine me.

Rick looked over his shoulder at the two younger wrestlers of Evolution walking up to us, "Oh yes, how rude of me. Randy Orton, Dave Batista this here is Cheyenne... Cheyenne this is Randy and Dave."

I smiled at the two large men and stuck my hand out to shake both of theirs, "Hey Randy thanks for coming and Dave... WOW, you ARE intimidating." I stated touching his chest and laughing when he flexed his muscles.

"HIM? I'm the one..." Big show started.

I waved him off, "Yeah I know Paul, seven feet, five hundred pounds... of a TEDDY BEAR!"

"We heard about your injury Chey, when are they going to be taking the cast off?" Randy asked speaking for the first time.

"Well, it's only been like three days, I have another two weeks in the hard cast before they put a air cast on my foot." I answered sadly.

"Man, that sucks. John and Shane had told me a lot about your in ring ability, I was hoping I might get a chance to check you out." Randy admitted, "If I have to leave before you can get back in the ring, I might have to come back down and see a show."

"I'd like that, Randy." I smiled.

"Cheyenne, hobble your ass up and go ahead and get loaded into the van." Marti ordered packing the last of the bags in the back of the van.

Using the crutches I walked over to the side of the van and pulled the door open before putting both crutches in my left hand and tried to figure out how I was going to jump, on one foot, up onto the first step of the van.

"Here I'll help you." Dave said coming over to grab my crutches and give me a hand up into the van.

"Thanks, Dave." I smiled sliding into the first set of seats and then against the far side.

Finally, after having everyone loaded up in the van with all of their belongings, we headed back out to the house. On the way I listened quietly to all the talk that commenced from the guys about the business and the goings on with in the WWE. I still couldn't fight the feeling of emptiness that I had from the loss of the other five, even though this group seemed to be as warm and compatible as the men that had just left... but they weren't the same. Maybe with a little time, and if given the chance, I could find a spot for each of them in my heart as well.

"Why are you so quiet?" Dave asked leaning over the seat, "From what Rick and Mark has told me, you are never one for a loss of words."

I felt myself grow sad at the mention of Mark, "You've seen Mark?" I asked quizzically and he nodded, "What's he doing now? I haven't heard from him since he left almost a week ago."

" Well, he has been doing some backstage work on Raw, helping out the writers and working with some of the new talent that Vince has doing the dark matches, and I think he said that he's had a few matches on Smackdown... haven't you been watching?" he asked with a smirk.

I shook my head, "Nope, hadn't had the chance... Usually by the time the class is done and we get through cleaning up there hasn't been time."

"Well, now that you are injured you have plenty of time." Paul stated jumping into our conversation.

"Paul, if you can get her to sit still now that John has left, be my guest." Marti piped in, "He was the only one that could get her to chill out like she was supposed to and that was an everyday battle."

I pouted as the guys talked around me... about me... "HEY! Excuse the hell out of me for loving what I do and wanting to still be apart of it while I can't actually be doing it." I defended myself.

Rick turned around and stared at me, "I bet I can find something for you to do that won't have you up and hobbling around on that bum leg."

I beamed at his suggestion, "Really? Maybe like creatively and stuff?" I asked, curious as to what he had in mind.

He nodded with a laugh, "And stuff." he answered.


I am still trying to figure out how Tbot knew that Randy was making an apperance.. I was thinking OMG how did that person guess that when I read the review..... Hmm oh well, good one!
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