Title: Overprotective

Disclaimer: I own Anastasia and Alexandra as well as anyone else you don't know. So please don't use them without consent.All others are WWE copyrighted.

Notes: Thank you all for the reviews. This is dedicated to Mel cause she deserves it and I promised her. I love all you guys lots. So keep the reviews coming!I may or may ot update this story again until after Christmas. I have a few other things(holiday stories) I need to write up by a certain deadline so depending on when I finish those depends on when this next gets updated. And for all I know I might just ignore tht and update anyway while still doing what I need to do.

Distribution: All you have to do is ask if you want to post this somewhere else.

Pairings: mentioned Lita/Edge, Batista/Victoria, the others I'm gonna keep to myself for now.

Chapter Nine - To Die or To Live

The silence that filled the hotel room after Anya's appearance was frightening. The color drained from the WWE champions' face as the young woman walked over and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Apparently she hadn't seen the mornings new arrival and walked pass John to see what had happened with their friends.

"Good job." She smiled cheekily as Randy scrambled to get up off the floor. "Really Alex I figured you had a thing for Randy but to sleep with him after only knowing him for one day. You're my hero." She laughed a bit before another yawn escaped her.

Alex rolled her eyes as she drew the towel closer to her body. "Well at least I wasn't deprived. I got some unlike you little girl. 'Sides I was in a much better mood towards the end of the night then I had been earlier that day."

The black haired woman blinked. She had not just been called a little girl. "Excuse me? What did you call me?"

A smirk appeared on the older woman's face. "Did I stutter, little girl? You clearly are blind. I mean how could you not see the signals John kept throwing at you. He clearly wanted you and yet you deprived the poor man."

The two women advanced on one another frowns and glares pointed towards the other. "You have a lot of freaking nerves."

"Please I can take you out in no time flat, even with this towel wrapped around my waist." Alex was stopped as an arm banded around her waist.

"Sorry babe. It's too early in the morning for fights."

Anya was pulled back as well. John bringing her close to prevent her from causing anymore trouble.

"You're more trouble then you're worth."

"Get you're hands off my sister Cena." Dave hissed from behind the two.

"Bro I didn't do anything I swear." John said in his defense as the young woman was pulled from his arms.

"Bullshit. I'd like to see you explain to me why Anya is still in your hotel room. Why is she dressed in your damned t-shirt? Why did she come out the room you came out of not long ago?" Batista glared at the younger man waiting for his response.

"Seriously D I don't remember a thing. I swear I didn't touch her."

Alex smirked, "Sure you didn't according to Hunter, he ca-" John had rush forward and clamped his hand over the young woman's mouth. He sent her a glare that clearly told her to not say an other word.

Batista rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck. Who did John take him for? After the little stunt he just pulled he actually wanted Batista to believe that he didn't remember anything. Clearly he did if he was preventing Alex from telling him what had happened after he and Victoria had left.

"Cena you know better then to lie to me." Batista said in a dangerously low tone as he entered the bathroom and approached the younger man.

"Dave I swear I don't remember anything. I had too many drinks, I'm dead ass serious." He looked at the others for assistance but no one moved to help. Randy was leaving the bathroom to go borrow something from John. Alex following not far behind in hopes of getting to wear something other then the damned towel. Anya had fallen back asleep on the couch and Batista, himself, was still set on hurting the Doctor of Thuganomics.

"Bullshit."

Luckily for him, John was able to duck before Dave had the chance to reach out and grab him. Darting into the living part of the hotel room, John cautiously looked over his shoulder at the angered Animal. Batista was quickly on his trail and John ducked again, apologizing to the older man for anything he ever did in the past.

From the bedroom, Randy laughed as he leaned against the door frame watching the scene unfold. His best friend was carefully darting around the couches and around the table to avoid from being caught by Batista. This was better then watching a regular wrestling match. Alex poked her head out and laughed as well, wishing doom on the young champion for locking her in the bathroom. It served him right.

"D, really I didn't touch her!" John yelled as he ducked under the table and ran back over towards the couches. He jumped up to jump over the couch Anya was sleeping on only not to make it. The brown haired wrestler topped onto the couch, his stomach colliding with the top of the couch. With his added weight the couch flipped over, stirring the young awake. A scream and yell later the two had fallen on top of another, a not too happy Dave Batista standing behind them.

Despite the fact that he was still angry about the situation he had found his friend and sister in, Dave couldn't help but laugh at the frightened expression on John's face as he approached. Maybe he was being a little bit too overprotective...Nah.

The hard laughter coming from the two still toweled pair by the door knocked Dave back to the situation at hand. The smile died from his lips and a stern expression appeared once more. Anya and John tried to detangle themselves. The two butting heads as they moved in the same direction, this only caused more laughter from the peanut gallery.

"Damn it woman. You got a hard head." John mumbled as he rubbed his forehead.

Anya rolled her eyes as she mimicked his motion. "You'll live. Beside you hard is like a rock."

Dave's arms crossed loosely over his chest as he glared down at the pair. "You know Cena, if it weren't for the hilarity of the situation I'd kill you. But let's just get some things straight her. You touch her, I'll hurt you. You hurt her, I'll hurt you. You mistreat her, I'll hurt you."

The brown haired wrestler muttered something under his breath before the two finally detangled themselves and John stood to his feet.

The big man's eyebrow rose. "What was that?"

"Nuttin' man. I was just talkin' to myself and ya know me betta then that. I wouldn't do anything like that." John stated as he helped Anya up from the floor.

Randy scoffed, "Your reputation perceives you John. Everyone knows your nothing but a player."

"Man, like your one to talk. Mr. Lady Killer." Jon snapped before he grabbed the nearest item and threw them at his younger friend. "I'd hold my tongue before I throw your toweled ass out into the hallway."

Randy turned back into the room, rubbing his head from where the shoe had hit him, and mumbled about the violent tendencies of his friends as he pushed Alex out of the room so he could change.

-X-

By the time the Legend Killer came out of the room, he noticed everyone was gone except for John Cena(obviously), who was currently seated in front of the TV playing Smackdown! vs Raw. Randy shook his head as he adjusted the Cena shirt and jeans he was currently sporting.

"I swear you're a freaking 10 year-old trapped in a 28 year-old body."

John didn't turn his attention away from the TV as he replied. "Hey man, sometimes you just gotta unwind. After last night and how this mornin' almost went I need it."

"Whatever." Randy mumbled as he took a seat beside his best friend and snatched a second controller. "So what did you do to everyone? Killed them?" He asked as he selected himself in the game.

John rolled his eyes as he too selected his gameself, "Nah man. I stuffed Anya and Alex in the bathroom so now there doing some lesbian shit in there. And Dave decided to join them for a threesome."

The Saint Louis native scrunched his nose up in disgust. "Ew that is nasty. Cena you have a twisted imagination."

The WWE champion shrugged, "What can I say? Yo, do ya think if we actually put the two in a bathroom, they'd take pictures?" John inquired.

Randy's brow rose, "What?"

A smirk appeared on his face, "Man like the time I took those shots of you in the shower."

"Don't remind me. After you somehow slipped to Jericho that it was you who took those damn shower pictures, all I got were gay jokes." a pointed glare was sent to the West Newbury native.

The game was paused and hands rose up in defense. "It ain't my fault people can't take a joke, but seriously do you think they would?"

The black Playstation 2 controller somehow managed to hit the champion upside the head. Randy feigned innocent when the West Newbury native glared. After a few choice words a mini wrestling match had begun as John tackled his best friend and the game was temporarily forgotten.

On the floor below Alex was currently making sure she had everything she needed while in the presence of her older sister.

"Had fun last night?" Victoria asked as the sudden silence became unnerving.

Alex blinked as she continued to pack her luggage for her flight. "Of course I did. I've made interesting friends so why wouldn't I have?"

The California Diva's brow rose, "So what happened after D and I left?"

Alex shrugged, "Nothing special. A few people stayed longer." She stated, "Gonzo caught Anya and John when they went to go get the drinks. I went on with my dare and Anya, Candice and I got into a little disagreement."

Victoria looked unconvinced, "That's all."

"Yup." came the reply as the younger woman folded her nightgown and stuffed it in with the rest of her clothing.

"So why weren't you here this morning?"

"I was with Anya." Alex lied.

"Oh really?"

Alex once again nodded. She didn't want to lie to her sister but she also didn't want to tell the truth afraid of the reaction from the older woman. She soon found herself turning around to face her sister and to change the topic.

"Why don't we go grab a bite to eat before we have to catch our separate flights. I mean, really its going to be a while before we see each other again."

Victoria glared at her sister. She knew the young trainer was hiding something and that really bothered her. They had often told each other everything and now secrets? That was never a good thing but either way she's question her later. "Sure, let's do that. Just remind me that I have to meet Dave when we come back."

Alex smiled, "Oh so details what's going on between you two now?"

Victoria crossed her arms as she leaned back on the bed and told her what had happened after the two had left the WWE champions hotel room.

Across the hall and two doors down, the other pair of siblings were having their own little chat.

"I want you to stay away from him." Dave stated as he leaned back against the wall, Anya seated on the chair in front of him.

The young woman rolled her eyes. This was the fifth time he had told her that since they had left the West Newbury natives hotel room. It was really starting to bother her. Sure she understood he was only trying to look out for her but she was 22 years-old. She could easily take care of herself now.

"Dave why do you care?" She snapped when he had finally stopped lecturing her on John's many disappointing qualities. He opened his mouth to reply or start up again but she rose her rose to stop him. "No, listen to me. I'm sick of you playing overprotective brother. Yes I know it comes with your turf but just stop it. This is one of your best friends your talking about and I'm not a little seven year old any more. I can take care of myself. You weren't there for the longest time. Sure we talked on the phone but that was it. We only saw each other at Christmas for petes sake. So why all of a sudden you care about my relationships. Granted I don't even like the guy and wouldn't consider it. So just drop it."

Dave didn't look the least bit happy with what the young woman had said but wasn't about to comment again anytime soon. He could easily tell she was angry and the last time he had commented after she went into a little spew, he had ended up with a black eye and a massive headache because of all the things she had thrown at him. He sighed in defeat and left.