I own only Raleight, others appearing aren't mine.

Chapter 2

I had arrived to Detroit Arena, where RAW show was on that evening, an hour before. I had first visited Eric Bischoffs office and left new scripts and promo taping timetable to him.

I walked on corridor when I saw a familiar figure infront of me.

"Randy!" I yelled.

I knew Randy Orton very well. We had been together few years earlier for some time, but we had both such a temper that there was no week when we didn't argue about something. Even then when we didn't see for three weeks because of our work schedule, but mobiles have been invented… So, we decided to break up, what was big releaf for my brother. We stayed still as close friends.

"Hey, redhead!" Randy turned to greet me. I grimaced when he used the name I absolutely hated.

"Paul told me that you come today. You look great, Rales." Randy continued and gave me a hug.

"You don't look bad either, Legend Killer." I answered.

Then I touched gently his nose, what had broke in Summer Slam, when Dave Batista and Paul had beat him up after he had won World Heavyweight Championship.

"How's your nose?" I asked.

"It's ok. You could had written it so that Dave and Paul would have been little bit gentler." Randy grimaced.

"We all thought that you had become little too cocky and you needed a lesson. And you got the belt anyway." I answered.

"Well, that's true." He said.

"Oh, that you had become too cocky?" I asked smiling, I knew that he meant the belt.

Randy just gave me a glare.

"Do you know where Paul is?" I asked.

"I think he's in Evolution's lockerroom." He answered.

He had changed lockerrooms when he had left Evolution. In reality he didn't have any problems with rest of the Evolution.

"Kay, I'll go there and then I have to find Jericho and Terry and go through their promo. See you, Randy." I said.

"See you, Rales."

I walked behind the door, where stood 'Evolution' and knocked it. I heard my brother say "come in" and I opened the door. Almost instatly I was on my brothers tight hug.

"Hey kid. Finally you came to see me too." He smiled.

"Hey Paul. Don't call me kid, you know that I hate it." I said grimacing.

"You are my kid sister." He said smiling.

"But I'm already 25, I'm not kid anymore." I said and turned to Ric Flair.

"Hey Ric."

"Hey gorgeous." He said and hugged me." You look amazing. Congrats for your new job. You will be surely busy?"

"Yeah. It's good if I have time to go home at all." I answered and looked around looking for Dave.

"Where's Dave? I would have wanted…" I was interrupted when the door flew open and he practically ran inside.

"Hey, have you got new scripts? This is absurd…" Dave practically yelled and in those ten years which I have known him, I have almost never heard him yell, when he wasn't infront of cameras, I mean.

"Dave…" Paul said warningly.

He didn't heard or care about it.

"Paul tell to your wife and sister that there's no way I will…"

"DAVE!" Now Paul said that more loudly and looked towards me.

When Dave turned following his eyes he stared at me.

"Ah, hey Raleight."

"Hey Dave. What you won't do?" I asked smiling.

"Nothing."

"You were saying something." I said.

I guessed that it was about that what he should say in the ring on next monday.

"We can talk about it later." Dave said.

"Okay." I answered.

I hugged him and detached reducantly from his arms. I could have been there for hours, that man has perfect body and really beautiful, brown eyes. He was also a very good friend of mine.

Then I looked at my watch.

"Oh geez, I have to find Terry and Jericho so that we can go thought their scene berofe taping." I said. "See you, guys."

"See you, Rales." Paul and Dave chorused.

I went to the door and before I opened it, I turned to look Dave.

"And Dave, there's no way we will change the script."

Then I opened it and went to the corridor.