A/N: Hey! Thanks for the review Louise. I'm glad you thought the prologue was intriguing. I aim to please. Lol. Well, continue to review for me please and this chapter is for you.
"So you're going up against Triple H again," Trish asked for like the third time that day.
Bubba Ray Dudley stopped tying his shoes for the moment to look at Trish and smiled. "Yep. That's the plan." He immediately goes back to tying up his boot. "Maybe this time it'll get him to shut up for good."
"Maybe..." Trish looks away doubtful.
Bubba stands up straight a little giving Trish a look.
"What's there to even doubt?" he asks.
"Oh I don't know..it's just..well, Hunter doesn't seem like the type to take anything from anyone is all. You really should be careful," Trish states shooting a worried look Bubba's way once more.
"Trish, Trish, Trish," Bubba shakes his head smiling a little. "There's no need to worry about it. That's all going to change," He finishes, grabbing his hat and glasses off a nearby chair, putting them. "I'm a big boy remember?"
She nods. "Well, just be careful ok?"
He smiles once more. "Sure...Trish. Sure"
He leaves the room still smiling at Trish's cautious behavior. 'She's always so worried' He thinks to himself as he comes across the gorilla section. 'I wonder why that is.'
Trish automatically cuts on the television in the room clasping her hands together.
'He better be careful. There's no telling what Hunter'll do if Bubba keeps messing with him. I mean it Bubba. Heed warning..'
Trish pulls her knees up under her chin laying her head to the side, taking her eyes off the T.V for a moment letting out a little sigh.
"I love you Bubba Ray Dudley."
"...and their opponents. First! Making his way to the ring weighing in at 310 lbs...Bubba Ray Dudley."
Bubba walks down the ramp saluting out to a couple of fans before turning to look into the ring and stare down Triple H.
'That damn belt will be mines pretty soon. He can count on it' Bubba thinks to himself as he jumps onto the apron and starts pacing.
Bubba's music comes to a halt and suddenly the words "One of A Kind" ring throughout the arena and his partner for the night, RVD steps through the curtains to the rampway.
"and introducing his tag team partner from Battlecreek, Michigan weighing in at 275 lbs...Rob-Van-Dam!"
RVD makes his way down to the ring taking his precious time coming to stand in front of his tag team partner and both him and Bubba step into the ring.
"Rob, I can start off if you want," Bubba says as both teams walk over to their rightful corners for the night before he starts to pace a little.
"Sure man..Whatever," RVD says as he goes to climb through the ropes, at that moment Triple H decides to attack Bubba from behind.
The Dudley brother sighs allowing himself to be led over to a nearby corner. 'Just like Triple H' He thinks to himself before he throws back a few punches of his own, starting to fight back.
The match goes on for what seems like forever (for Bubba) but only ends up being in truth a few minutes all together and the match was won by some kind of cheat by the newly formed duo but even though him and RVD failed to win, Bubba Ray Dudley ended up being happy with himself for the moment.
Him and RVD had just put Triple H through a table why wouldn't he be?
Bubba groaned and rubbed the back of his head before making his way back to his locker room for the night. His night was over and all he wanted to do was shower real quickly, get out of the building, grab something to eat and get some rest for the night. That was all he was looking forward to for later on. Food, Rest, and...well rest. He had given the fans a pretty good aftershow after the match (along with RVD) and by then Triple H and Ric Flair had already skedaddled.
He entered his room only to find it dark and empty. "Hey Trish," He called out.
No one responded.
He shrugged, lifting one eyebrow a little. 'Hmm. She must be at the hotel already or out eating as always' Bubba thinks to himself as strips himself of his shirt and walks to the back towards the showers.
But little did Bubba know ..Trish wasn't out eating or even at her hotel room. She wasn't even out on her own will at all.
She was having some problems of her own right at the moment.
She was being taken.