NOTE: I don't own any of the WWE superstars. I only own Kayla, Ray, and myself.
"Just calm down and tell me what's wrong," Vince said.
"I will not calm down!" Taker growled, sweeping everything off of Vince's desk. "Do you ever do a background check of the people that you hire to work on the ring crew?"
"Of course I do, and a very extensive one at that," Vince said with a gulp.
"Then how the hell did you hire Ray... What's his last name?" Taker turned to me.
"Powers," I answered quietly.
"How the hell did you hire Ray Powers without seeing the restraining order that's been put out on him?" Taker finished.
"Ray Powers... I'm not familiar with the name," Vince said, confused. "I never hired anyone with that name... Maybe Stephanie did?"
"Check your damn files, then, and when you find his file then fire his ass!" Taker demanded.
"Now just wait a damn minute. I can't just fire somebody without a reason," Vince said. "Not unless you want me to get sued or whatever."
"Well he's pissing me off. He's been stalking J for the past few months, and just now he threatened her," Taker said. "I won't stand for that."
"J, is this true?" Vince asked me, raising his eyebrow at me.
JBL, Vince, and Taker all looked at me, waiting for me to speak.
"Yes, it's true. I've gotten a restraining order out on him but he doesn't care, and now that he has a job and we work at the same place, it's gonna be even worse," I said. My eyes threatened to get teary, but I held it back.
"See what he's doing to her, Vince? She's about to cry," Taker said angrily. "I don't want to see her cry!"
Vince sighed. "I'm going to find out who the hell this Ray Powers is and then I'm going to fire him."
"That's the best idea you've had in a while," Taker said, satisfied. He stood up to his full height and looked down at Vince. "I'm pretty sure you would like to know what would've happened if you had decided to keep him, right?"
"Yeah, what would've happened?" Vince asked. "Just out of curiosity."
"I would've found this Powers guy and beat the shit out of him. You know how my temper flares when something's going on that I don't like," Taker said. He added, "Hell, you probably would've had to bury his ass by the time I was done."
"We don't need you going to jail now," Vince told him. "Try to control your temper and your emotions when it comes to her, Mark," he said, nodding his head at me.
"What are you talking about, my emotions?" Taker asked with narrowed eyes.
"Don't think I haven't heard from the boys in the back how you get all pissed when someone flirts with her," Vince said. "I mean, I know you're feeling like you have to protect her and all but you don't have to be that protective. We're a family, remember?"
I looked up at Taker and could see a vein on the side of his head that looked dangerously close to exploding. I put my hand on his arm to try to calm him down. He looked down at me and some of the anger went away.
"I'm not leaving her side around here anymore," Taker finally told Vince. "She's only been here with us for two days and already it's been two of the happiest days I've had in a while. I'll be damned if I let some jackass stalker ruin it for us."
"Why not handcuff her to yourself then?" JBL muttered in a low voice. Big mistake; Taker heard him.
"Mind your damn business, you pompous ass," Taker told him. "Or you'll regret it. I mean it."
"I was just kidding around. There was once a time when you could take a joke," JBL whined defensively.
"Well, now's not that time. Come on, J, let's get out of here. We have a match to prepare for, and we have to meet up with Randy Orton and his new valet..."
"Ok," I said. I turned to give Vince an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that..."
Vince gave me a smile. "Don't worry about it. It'll blow over."
"It's just that I hate to cause problems, and I've only been here for two days and there's already trouble," I said.
"It's ok," Vince said. "Now if he takes that intensity and emotion with him to the ring tonight, his match with Orton is going to be awesome..."
Taker pulled me from the room and I could tell he was calming down a little already.
"You know, JBL had a good idea with the whole handcuff thing," I said to him.
He looked down at me, a mischievous and evil glint in his eye. "I was thinking that same thing, only I'd handcuff you to the bed..."
"You're a kinky guy, aren't ya?" I asked innocently.
"You'll find out soon enough, I promise," he said in a low voice. He gave me a quick smile that showed me his anger was gone. "Now let's head on over to Randy Orton's room and go over the match details..."
When we got to Randy's locker room, Taker (as usual) didn't bother knocking. He just barged right in. We stopped when we saw Kayla and Randy making out on the couch.
Taker cleared his throat. "Ahem... Maybe you guys should get a room."
Randy looked up. "We are in a room."
"Maybe you should lock the door next time," I suggested with a smile.
Pretty soon, Taker and Randy started planning the match together. They got deep into conversation so Kayla and I took this time to have a little talk.
"You'll never guess who Taker and I ran into when we got here," I told her, sitting down in a chair.
"Someone good or someone bad?" she asked, sitting down in a chair in front of me.
"The worst possible person I could run into," I said.
"Who, Dave Batista?" she asked with a laugh. I raised an eyebrow at her. "Sorry, I found out about the kiss that happened last night in your locker room and I just had to say something."
"News sure does travel fast in the WWE," I said, rolling my eyes. Then I went on. "No, I didn't run into Batista. I ran into Ray."
Her mouth dropped. "As in Ray Powers?" she asked in a horrified whisper.
"Yes, that Ray," I said. "And as usual he tried to start some shit with me."
"You know, it's still hard to believe you actually liked that guy at one point," she said.
"Hell, I was in 10th grade. I thought he was hot. But you of all people know that I never wanted to cross the line with him," I said.
"And when he asked you to cross the line with him, you did refuse," she agreed.
I sighed and leaned back in the chair I was sitting in. "I know, but he's still under the impression that when I turn 18 we're going to be together."
"He's so demented..."
"Demented doesn't even begin to describe him. He's a dumb ass..." My voice trailed off.
We noticed it was silent in the room. We turned around and noticed that Taker and Randy had been listening to our conversation.
"Did you hear anything interesting?" I asked the two men.
"Only that this Ray guy is a fucking creep," Randy said.
"I could've told ya that," Taker said with a hint of disgust in his voice. He shook his head. "But let's not worry about him. We can't let him be an issue while we're planning tonight's match."
"Speaking of tonight's match, what is my role?" Kayla asked.
"We were just about to get to that," Taker said. He looked at me. "We know you're Lady Taker, my love, but what do you think we should call your friend here?"
"I've always wanted to be called Farah," Kayla piped up before I could speak.
"Why Farah?" Randy asked.
"Well, because that was what I used to call my imaginary friend when I was little," she admitted. "Farah the fox..."
"Foxy Farah... That kinda sounds good," I said. 'It sounds catchy."
"You like that name?" Taker asked. Kayla nodded.
"Then Foxy Farah it is," Randy said.
"Now why wasn't I allowed to pick my own name?" I asked.
"What, you don't like being Lady Taker?" Taker asked, looking a little disappointed.
"Of course I do," I said. He smiled, and then I went a step too far. "But," I went on, as a joke, "I wouldn't have minded my last name being Batista..."
Taker looked at me. His eyes turned ice cold. Then he got up and left the room without saying a word.
Kayla and Randy both looked at me with their mouths open.
"Why'd you say that?" Randy finally asked me.
"I... I was just joking with him," I tried to explain. I sat there looking straight ahead of me but not seeing anything but those icy green eyes.
"What the hell are you sitting here for? Go after him!" Kayla ordered me.
"Good idea," I said, then got up and quickly left the room so I could catch up with him...
Looks like just the mention of Batista's name hits a nerve for Taker! Update coming soon!