And again I own only Livia.

Benoitschick: I had great time writing last chapter. Actually I had a mental image of Chris in towel - yum - is all I can say!

Chapter 4

I had almost a week off from work before the next show and I spent it at my parents house. I flew to Buffalo where we had the next show from there. I went straight from airport to arena and I had time to do some paperwork before wrestlers came. I was just going to say hello to my uncle, when Jillian came to me. We talked first things conserning the show and then she asked.

"What was that thing what happened to Chris at our last show?"

I looked her a bit amused way.

"Oh, you have heard about that?"

"Yeah, Sylvain saw you when you were going to Stacys lockerroom and Chris didn't have any clothes on." Jillian answered smiling.

"How much you know about that?"

"Same as others. Jay took his clothes, Chris went to look them only towel around him and lockerroom door was locked when he came back and you took him to Stacys lockerroom." Jillian went though the main things.

"Well, there didn't happen much anything else." I said, because I didn't want to tell the whole episode. I didn't want to gossip about Chris, because I knew that he would be really pissed. I did trust to Stacy and I knew that she would tell nothing. About Randy one never knew, what he did, but I wished that he too would let this thing go.

"Did you find his clothes?" She asked.

"Yeah, we did." I answered little hesitating, but she didn't notice that.

Jillian probably figured that I wouldn't tell more and she continued her own way. I went to knock my uncles lockerroom door and when I stepped in, he hugged me tightly.

"Hey, little one."

"Well, hey… Big man." I said and I was amazed. Little one? I wasn't so little and last time he called me like that, I was about nine years old. And he knew that I hated it already then.

Then he backed few steps and looked me, he was clearly amused.

"I heard about the Chris and towel – thing . What really happened?"

I sighed and decided to tell him all, beacuse I knew that he wasn't gossiping type. I felt sorry for Chris, because it seemed that quite many of us knew about the incident and everyone would know about it, at the very latest, by the end of the day.

When he had laughed enough for my story, he surprised me.

"Have you seen John already?"

"John?" I asked and again I was amazed. Did he mean…?

"Yeah, selfproclaimed Dr of Thuganomics. John Cena." He laughed.

"What? Is John here?" I yelled a bit too loud.

John had moved to RAW at the same time as Chris, Randy and others had come to Smackdown. Because he had been in Smackdown still for a couple of weeks after I started my job, we got to know each other.

My uncle nodded and smiled.

"Okay, I'll go look for him." I said and I think my eyes were shining a little, I liked John. "And I have to talk to Orlando…" I added sighning.

"If you need any help, just say so."

"I think I'll manage."

I was just going to watch the big screen in backstage, when I saw Orlando and JBL. I decided to talk to him straight away and get that done. I took a deep breath and went to them.

"Orlando?"

He looked at me and I thought that what was going with his hair. Well, I have sometimes (and that means same as twice a day, at least) quite frantic hair, but he's a man, for God's sake! He shouldn't keep his hair like that!

"Yes?"

"Well.. I think you have heard that you will lose your belt to Benoit?" I started hesitantly. He didn't look too happy and thanked the God, that we were standing on corridor, where he probably didn't dare to do anything to me.

"Yes." He growled.

"Because Chris is one of Smackdowns biggest stars, we have thought that… Well... If you would lose the belt under a minute." I said quickly and backed few steps. Uh-huh, expressions in Orlandos and JBLs faces didn't promise good.

"What? Under a minute?" Orlando growled.

"Ye-yes."

Orlandoturned to look at JBL, who looked like he didn't believe what he heard.

"Is this some kind of joke?" He asked and came slowly torwards me.

"Hey 'Wrestling God'and ass kisser, why you are harassing an innocent woman here?"

I turned quicky and smiled widely, when I saw John Cena standing behind me. I gave him a tight hug and then I turned again to Orlando.

"It is not decided yet, when your and Benoit's match is, so you can enjoy and polish your belt for a while still." Wow! It seemed that Johns presence gave me more selfconfidence.

Orlando and JBL just glared at me and then they went their own ways.

"Wow girl. You seem to manage here quite well." John laughed.

"Thanks." I grinned. "Thought I almost wetted my pants before you came."

"Well, I'm such saviour of women, when they are in trouble…" John laughed.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I had some free time and I thought to come and say hello to all my friends here in Smackdown."

"Oh, great. Have you already seen Randy?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's getting ready to RKO Stacy."

"That brought to my mind, that I have to go to her and wish her luck…"

"It will go well. Haven't they practiced that a lot? And Randy has done it so many times, that he knows how to do it without hurting anyone." John assured.

"They have practiced that quite a lot" I admitted and I believed that all would go well.

I went to Stacys lockerroom and when it was time for her and Randy go to ring, I followed that behind the curtains with John.

When Stacy and Randy came back from ring, I went to Stacy, who was rubbing her neck.

"Are you alright?"

"I am. That move just isn't nice for the neck." She answered.

We were almost at Stacys lockerroom door, when we saw Chris.

"Hey." I greeted him. " I heard that the towel – thing has spread out. I'm sorry."

"Well, that wasn't such a big surprise. I didn't think that you were inly ones who saw me anyway." He grimaced. " And Randy was there, so you never know to who he has told."

Thought he had a point there, I felt like I had to defend Randy, for some strange reason…

"I'm sure that he hasn't told about that to anyone, he doesn't want piss you. But Sylvain did see us when we went to Stacys room."

"So I heard." Chris nodded and then he looked at Stacy. "I hope you're alright. It isn't pleasant when Randy does RKO you."

"Yeah, I'm alright. And you're right, when you get RKO'd, you don't have very nice feeling afterwards." She smiled.

Hmm… Was Chris a bit worried of her?

"Are you girls going out later tonight?" He looked at us.

"At least I am. Hey, Cena is here, it's like must go – situation." I grinned.

"Stacy?" Chris looked at blonde.

"Yeah, I'm going too."

"Okay, see you at least then." Chris went to his won ways and when Stacy had went to her own lockerroom, I returned back to my work.

Soon Jay sat across me, when I read scripts and I lifted my eyes.

"Well, Well, Captain Carisma. You are still alive and kicking." I grinned.

"Yeah, why?" Seemed like he didn't understand at all what I meant.

"Benoit threatened to kill you."

"Why?"

"What do you think? It wasn't very nice what you did to him on last show."

"Oh that. Well he did yell to a little… " Jay answered innocently.

I collected my papers and stood up.

"Just remember, that payback is a bitch." I said and then I left the room while Jay stared after me.

I found John from Randys lockerroom and I kept company for them a while.

When show was over, I went with Mark and Stacy back to hotel. When we were on our floor, Stacy stated.

"I'll come in hour and half to fetch you."

"Hour and half! I have to take a shower! What I'll do to my hair! What I'll wear!" I yelled and ran towards our room. I could hear my uncle laughing when he came after me.

Finally I made up my mind about what I would wear. After the shower I had just dressed and done the makeup and I was declaring waragainst my hair, when I heard knock on the door and my uncle went to open it.

"Is Livia ready?" I heard Stacys voice.

"I guess she'll be soon. She's having hair issues." My uncle laughed shortly.

I was quite soon ready and when I entered livingroom, Stacy, Randy, John and Christy were talking there with Mark. Everyone turned to me and Randy whistled.

"Wow, Livia. You look absolutely gorgeous."

"Thanks, Randy."

My uncle gave a death glare to him.

"You keep your fingers off my goddaughter."

"Yes, Sir." Randy saluted and got everyone burst to laughter. My uncle just swinged his head.

"Are you sure, that you won't come too?" I looked at my uncle, when we were on the door.

"No,I'll pass this time. I'll call to Sara and watch TV." He answered.

"Okay." I said and followed others out of the room.

We met downstairs the rest of those who were comeing to club also, and because were were the last ones to arrive, we left towards the club.

When we got there, we saw that it was quite a nice and spacious place. I took two tables which were side by side. I managed to arrange so that, Stacy and Chris sat next to each others, with Randys slight help. I sat next to John and we talked a while before I wanted to go to dance floor. I pulled John with me and we danced a couple of songs. We went back to our table and returned to gossiping, and John told all latest rumours from RAW. After a while Chris went to get refill from the bar and I saw that Jillian stood there and talked with him petting his arm at the same time. Randy probably saw my gaze and guessed my worriness, because suddently I saw him standing there with Chris and Jillian and he was saying something to her. Soon she nodded and Randy led her to dancefloor. When they passed our table, Randy winked me secretly. I leaned to Stacy and whispered to her ear.

"Chris looks like her little lost in there." I nodded towards him. " Go to talk to him. He looks lonely."

Stacy gave me a little hesitant look, but because she was a bit drunk, as was I , I didn't need to urge her to do that. Soon I saw them going to dancefloor.

I watched them and again I was wery satisfied about myself. Then I turned to John and asked him to dance with me. Just when we got to the floor, a slow song started. That didn't disturb us and John put his hands to my hips and I lifted my arms behind his neck. I noticed that also Stacy and Chris were still on the floor… Maybe it wouldn't be so difficult to convince Chris that Stacy was the one for him, after all…

My thoughts were interrupted, when Randy tapped John to shoulder.

"Can I dance with Livia?"

'Well, aren't we now polite.' I thought.

"Of course." John said and left the floor leaving me to dance with Randy.

I have to admit, that he was very good dancer, I didn't expect that, he surprised me on a positive way.

We danced for a while and then we went back to our table.

"Well LC, do you like working in Smackdown?" John asked. For some reason he called me LC from the very beginning.

"Oh, yes. I love my job! Though sometimes I have to deal with annoying people." I grinned.

"LC?" Sylvain looked me amazed.

"Yeah. My initials." I answered and when he looked still wondering about that, I added." You know my name, don't you?"

Then his face lightened.

"Well, Sylvia got it finally." Bob Howard, who we know as Harcore Holly too, noted. He is one of the greatest guys in Smackdown for my opinion. It was so funny when he called Sylvain by that name, and it annoyed the hell out of him... We all laughed while he was giving death glares to us. It was a little past midnight and I felt really tired. I yawned and John looked at me.

"Are you tired?"

"Yeah, it was a tough day."

Soon I decided to go back to hotel and Stacy came with me ignoring my attempts to say, that she should stay. Randy, John,and Melina came with us too, others stayed to the club including Chris.

When we were on the hotel, Randy bended to me and gave alight kiss to my forehead.

"Good night, Livia." He said quietly and looked me to the eyes. I had a small difficulties to focus my gaze, because I was a bit tipsy, but I did manage to take a surprised look to my face. What the hell did that mean?

I hope that you all liked this chapter.

And it isn't my intention to imply that Sylvain is somehow stupid... I have nothing against him!