Author's Notes – Here's another chapter full of Christmas cheer for you all to read. I should have another one up soon and like my Christmas fic last year I really hope to have this finished by New Years Eve.

Anyways, I would like to thank everyone who reviewed. Please keep it up, I love feedback and I love to know what you all think of my work. So please, review!

-Tink

Disclaimer – I do not own the WWE or any of it's characters nor do I own the wrestlers themselves. If it did, I would be a very happy rich woman married to Adam Copeland...but sadly (tear) I am broke college student and if you sue me you will get a half-eaten bag of cookies and an Abercrombie sweater.

Trishy-Lou Who

"Hold the elevator!" Adam yelled as he ran down the hotel hallway when much to his surprise he saw a small stuffed dog with an antler tied to his head stick out to hold the doors open.

"Hey Adam," Amy said with a smile as the Canadian go on the elevator.

"Now Amy, when did you give into the Christmas spirit?" He joked as he poked at the antler on the dog's head.

"I didn't give in," she said running a finger down the dog's back, "this is from my Secret Santa. The said every Grinch needs a Max."

"That's very true you now. All you need now is a suit and a sleigh and you'll be all ready to steal Christmas."

"My thoughts exactly, I think Trish has the suit but do you know where I could find a sleigh?" She pondered.

"I think Chris and Jay have one."

"Then I'm set. Unless Trishy-Lou Who manages to get in my way and mess things up for me." The two laughed as the elevator continued to climb up the building. "So did your Santa get you anything yet?" Amy asked slyly.

"Actually yeah, take a look." Adam pulled his guitar out of it's case and showed off his new strap.

"That is beautiful; do those symbols match your tattoo?"

"They do." Adam smiled as he gently folded the strap and put the guitar back safely in it's case. "It looks like I actually got a good Santa this year."

"No kidding, I wish I had your Santa." Just then the elevator came to a stop and the two stepped out into the hall where Trish and Jay were enthusiastically hanging candy canes on everyone's door.

"I am so glad they room together now." Adam said as they walked to their rooms.

"Hey Lisa," Christy Hemme called out when she entered the women's locker room. "This was outside the door for you and Trish, someone asked me to deliver this to you." The two girls looked at the gifts Christy had for them and let out a very childish squeal.

"I was wondering if I would ever get anything from my Santa." Lisa said pulling the tissue paper out of her bag.

"What's going on?" Christy asked as the girls opened their presents.

"Well some of us get together every year and we have a Secret Santa." Trish explained tearing the top off her box.

"Well what did you two get?" Christy asked excitedly.

"Oh wow these are my favorite chocolates!" Lisa said pulling a piece out. "Who could have known about these?" She asked with a full mouth.

"What did you get Trish?"

"These," she said with a bright smile as she held up a matching red, green, and white sweat suit that said 'Ho Ho Ho' across the butt.

"Wow does your Santa know you well or what?" Lisa laughed.

"So who gave this to you?" Trish asked Christy curiously.

"Sorry, I've been sworn to secrecy," she said as Trish scowled.

-Later at the hotel-

"God bless us everyone!" Tiny Tim said raising his crutch as he sat on Scrooge's lap. Amy just rolled her eyes as she passed Trish a tissue.

"You have to be the only person in the world who cries at the end of A Christmas Carol." Amy said readjusting on the bed and pulling her stuffed Max closer.

"But it's such a beautiful movie." Trish said though the tears as she pressed stop on the DVD player.

"Maybe the live action one," Lisa laughed, "but not the Disney version!"

"But the Disney version is the best one!" Trish said taking another tissue.

"So what should we do now? This is a Diva sleepover isn't it?" Stacy asked.

"Eggnog!" Trish squealed as she got up to run to the refrigerator allowing the other Diva's to laugh when they saw the rear of the pants her Santa got for her. Just as Trish was about to pour the drinks there was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" Nidia asked.

"Special delivery for a Miss Amy Dumas," a male voice yelled back. The girls all shrugged as Amy went to the door. She opened it to reveal a very cold looking Starbucks barista holding a large box as well as a very large beverage carrier.

"What's all this?" Amy asked.

"Special delivery as ordered by a Secret Santa. Eight venti Gingerbread Lattes, assorted pastries for snacks, and this," the barista handed Amy a bag.

"Since when does Starbucks deliver?" Stacy asked as she looked at everything in front of her.

"We don't," the barista shrugged, "but we were compensated very well to deliver this here so we didn't want to say no."

"Makes sense," Nidia said. "So who sent this?"

"We don't know. It was ordered by phone and the only name the person gave us was Secret Santa."

"Well thank you for coming all the way out here," Amy said handing him a tip.

"No thank you. I was told not to take a tip." And with that the barista left the girls in the now coffee-filled room.

"So what's in the bag?" Trish asked.

"I don't know," Amy said grabbing a cup of coffee and sitting back on the bed to open her gift. She pulled out the paper to reveal a Nightmare Before Christmas coffee mug with a Santa Jack Skellington in it holding a Starbucks card. She dug down to the bottom of the bad to find a note and read it out loud. "This cold weather seems a lot better with something to warm you up. Here's hoping you stay warm all winter long. Your Secret Santa."

"I want her Santa," Stacy sighed as the girls all dug into the unexpected treats.