Disclaimer: I do not own anyone you see in this fiction. They are the property of WWE and themselves. So please do not sue me. Because all you will get from me is student loans and a very fat black and white cat named Max.

Author's Note: Ok yeah I did say that I wouldn't get another one out until after Christmas but I couldn't help it I have been itching to write this one for a bit I have never done this couple before so all the newness lol. Ok I have to change the rating from PG to PG-13 because of some language in this chapter. But other then that it is pretty much the same as the ones before.

Secret Santa From Hell

Screw Lita.

Screw Trish.

Screw all their stupid bright ideas.

"It just makes more sense. Instead of buying gifts for everyone we'll do a secret Santa. Less money and the guys then only have to go shopping once." Trish had said and Victoria had been all for it until she picked her name. She had been hoping for Stacy, she could get the girl a ball of yarn and her friend would think it gold.

The guys had been all for it excited instead of spending hours in the mall shopping for everyone, they would spend thirty minutes maximum on the internet buying the first thing they saw and be done with it.

But no not her she was stuck with her two friends walking the large mall as Lita and Trish giggled at her misery. She just had to pick him didn't she? The most unthoughful jerkass that did nothing but scowl.

And her blonde friend had even gone as far to say no one would be able to trade. Telling the small group that it was Santa's will for the person to pick you. God she was so corny. She threw a glare over her shoulder at Lita who had been lucky enough to pick Stacy, smiling too wide holding her bag almost mocking her, and Trish was no better she had gotten Rob Van Dam pretty much the easiest guy you could shop for give him a plain piece of paper and he be happy. But no Trish being Trish had decided to make the man a silly stocking filled with thoughtful treats.

"Hate you both." Victoria muttered.

"Ahh V. don't say that get with the Christmas spirit he is not that hard to shop for." Lita grinned coming up to stand next to her.

"You know what you can shove your freakin' Christmas Spirit up your as…." Trish sighed as she slapped a hand over my mouth.

"Now children no squabs or I won't let you see Santa."

"Bite me Blondie."

"Vicky come on he is not that bad. You just don't like him because of that little prank he pulled." Trish sighed wearily.

"He locked me in a janitors closet with Candice for two hours. That was not a prank that was cruel and unusual punishment."

Lita snorted and rolled her eyes. "Just pick something."

"I wan thinking maybe I get him a girdle he had gained a few pounds." Victoria said with an evil smile.

"Victoria, no Be nice it is Christmas. Now what does he like?" Trish said aloud tapping her chin.

"Ahh never mind." Victoria grumped. "You know what I am just going to ask him this is stupid." She added and started away from her two friends ignoring Trish calls and Lita's halfhearted attempts to get her back.

Hunter Heart Helmsley sighed.

"Stupid women and their stupid idea's."

He had been surfing the Internet for at least two hours. Trying to find the evil witch bitch a present.

He had no idea why he had participated in the stupid secret Santa game it had maybe that Lita threatened to shove his own genitals down his throat if he messed this up for her friends. But pulling Victoria that had been cruel.

She was a nice enough girl to everyone else. But she seemed to have a special switch made for him. One that put a bad taste in his mouth every time he saw her.

Maybe he could get her a lifetime supply of Midol. He could just image her reaction. She either low blow him then start kicking him or clock him in the jaw, low blow him and then kick him.

"Nix that then."

He was eyeing a couple of large dresses when a loud banging knocks came from his hotel room door.

"Jackass I know you're in there I need to talk to you."

He scowled and entertained the idea of just ignoring her but since she was here he let her pick the stupid present and be done with it. Evil women.

"Well Victoria aren't we cheerful today." He said as he opened to door.

"Listen Spawn of Satan. I need to know what you want for Christmas so I can buy and be done with it. So tell me now or I will by you that nice little bra and panty set that Trish had to talk me out of. I know how much you love lacy pink thongs." She smirked.

He glared at her. Maybe the Midol thing would be worth it after all. He eyed her suddenly his eyes traveling up her body throwing her slightly off.

"What?"

"Hmmm maybe that dress would be too tight. I guess you like a size 19 now right?" He ducked the hand that had come up to hit his face.

"Now, now temper, temper."

"You're a jerk."

"Well you're a bitch."

"I hate you."

"I hate you more."

"Nuh uh."

"Yeah uh."

Victoria eyes him silently and then cocked her head in "a what the hell kind of way" and jumped him.

His eyes widened when her lips attacked his but he quickly reacted and pulled her tighter. He kissed her with everything he had pushing her up against the wall only pulling away when breathing had become a problem.

"Yeah… I think I figured out what I am going to get you for Christmas." She smirked and slid a hand up his chest."

His eyes widened and a grin started to form.

Bless you Santa.

Well there is you present. I hope you enjoy your holiday. I know I am my six brothers are all descending on my house for the first since thanksgiving. I go the best present for my baby sister this your so I am stoked and well it is going to be a good day.

Merry Christmas.

Jules.