Chapter 2

Riley shifted her weight from side to side waiting in anticipation.

The women's champions music began to play and the blonde Diva walked out into the arena, waving to the crowd. As she entered the ring she slowly shrugged out of her coat and tossed her cowboy hat out of the ring before handing her title to the referee.

The match was not a title match but had been labelled a try-out match.

Trish extended her hand to shake Riley's and the brunette shook her hand.

"Good luck," Trish said before she moved away and prepared for the match.

They locked in the centre of the ring, before Riley got her leg around Trish's right and kicked her hand in the back of her knee, causing the blonde to come to her knees. Before she ran to the rope, flung back off them and drop kicked Trish squarely in the back.

As Trish struggled to her feet she executed a bulldog before climbing to the top of the nearest turnbuckle.

Trish climbed to her feet as Riley began to gain her balance on the top of the turnbuckle.

The blonde saw an advantage and brought herself up into a handstand for the stratosphere, and she executed it.

Riley flew across the ring and landed hard, she rolled out of the ring panting, wiping her hand below her nose to check if it was bleeding.
Trish came after her, but Riley grabbed her by the hair sending her into the security wall, before checking her nose again and rolling into the ring to break the ten count.

As Trish came to her feet she looked up just in time to see Riley rocket herself over the top rope into a corkscrew that sent both women crashing to the ground. Riley pulled herself to her feet and grabbed Trish pushing her back into the ring. She considered putting the champion down for a pinfall then changed her mind.

She went to grab Trish's legs to turn her over for the Boston Crab when Trish kicked her in the face.

Riley turned around holding her nose which was now bleeding, she screamed in frustration, wiping the blood away.

Meanwhile Trish had come to her feet and was preparing for the Chick Kick, as Riley turned she executed it, before going for the pin fall.

1…2…3!

Trish was handed her title and she raised it to the crowd triumphantly.

Meanwhile, Riley had pulled herself to her feet, watching Trish in frustration and disappointment.

As Trish began to leave the ring Eric Bishoff walked out into the arena and stood at the top of the ramp, "Riley Cena… If I recall you begged me for a chance to be part of my brand, you promised me that you would not let me down and that you would be a face of the future. Tonight you have not shown me that."

Trish stopped when she reached Eric Bishoff, she asked him for the microphone and slightly annoyed he handed it to her.

"Eric," she began, "Sorry if I'm being a bit intruding but if I were you I would sign that girl to the RAW brand in a heart beat. That girl has been in the WWE for a month and she gave me a match that I will not forget. Not to mention the only reason I believe she didn't defeat me this evening was due to it being her first match without someone standing ringside to manage her, and she did a damn good job at giving me a memorable match without anyone to guide her. Plus, the girl's got to in an absolute wreck, she wants the job so bad that she cant even think straight… I mean you signed her boyfriend, best friend and brother and you didn't sign her?"

Bishoff stood in silence in thought.

Chris Jericho's music began to play and he walked out into the arena, microphone in hand, "Mr Bishoff, Riley would put her heart and soul into this brand… it is her dream to be the most successful woman ever in this business… I see it as part of my role as her boyfriend to make sure that she achieves that goal, but I cant do that when she isn't even on the same brand as me."

Bishoff nodded, "fine… alright I'll sign her… but she wont be having any title matches any time soon, she'll be managing for you Jericho and doing the a photo shoot here and there."

A smile crept across Riley's face and she asked for a microphone, "thankyou… thankyou, so much Mr Bishoff, I wont let you down."

Time seemed to pass by quickly before Riley's eyes in the following weeks. She would manage for Chris each week which meant she was also forced to manage for Christian, who she found to be a complete jerk. When Chris and Christian picked up the World Titles she couldn't be happier. Randy had began broadcasting a segment each week called the RNN (Randy News Network), he would often say that he was working hard through rehab so that he could be back with his fan base… she began to slowly realise that she was one of the only WWE superstars who actually wanted Randy to return to the ring. John was awaiting his return with anticipation, Randy's return would mean that he would have a Tag Team partner and wouldn't have to continue doing worthless matches week after week.

What surprised Riley more was Chris' reaction to the segments, he often became quiet sour during and after them. She also began to notice that Chris had become very attached to her when Randy was around, he would often kiss her randomly right in front of Randy and for no reason at all.

Eric Bishoff had also announced the main event for Survivor Series. The match was called 'The Elimination Chamber'. The match had never taken place before, and would star, Chris, Shawn Micheals, Triple H, Kane, Booker T and Rob Van Dam. From the description that Bishoff had provided she felt only fear for Chris' safety.

One evening during RAW, Riley was walking along the corridor towards the beverages table when she heard Randy's named mentioned in an adjoining room.

The door to the room was open and inside Triple H and Ric Flair stood watching a tape that was replaying matches involving Randy in the past and also the RNN.

She caught a glimpse of four files lying on the table between them.

There was a picture of Randy on one, John on another, Dave Batista a friend of theirs in the OVW and herself.

"Orton definitely got the potential H," Flair commented, "he's got the gene's to be great as well."

"I have to agree with you Ric," he nodded, "what do you think of Cena Snr?"

"John Cena?" Flair asked confused.

Triple H nodded.

"He's got heart as well as potential," Fair noted picking up John's file, "
hmmmm, wrestling captain in his year, OVW World Champion. No family history like Orton, but his fathers an announcer, brother was a wrestler in high school as well… wait a moment, did Cena and Orton go to the same high school?"

Triple H nodded, "sure did, however Cena graduated the year before Orton arrived, Orton was in Riley Cena's year though, became her best friend actually."

"You know a lot about these kids," Flair commented, picking up her file.

"Its my duty to know if I want to recruit them," he shrugged.

"Riley Cena," Flair announced, "UPW Women's Champion… two times, OVW tag team champion four times, alongside Randy Orton. That's a pretty good resume for a Diva whose only twenty-two," Flair noted, "there only one problem H."

The World Champion nodded, "I know, she's Jericho's girlfriend."

Flair nodded, "well if we chose to recruit her then well have to deal with Jericho."

Triple H shrugged, "I can be very persuasive Ric, she'll know what to choose, her destiny or some petty relationship with Jericho."

"What about Batista?" Flair asked.

Triple H laughed. "what about him, he'll be great, that man is a future champion in this business, he's only a rookie and he's near unstoppable. With these four teamed up with us, we'll be near unstoppable… everyone will no us as the unstoppable force that is Evolution."

Evolution?

Riley had been getting a little too comfortable from her spot in which she was overhearing, she accidentally stepped back to quickly and knocked down a stack of chairs behind her and it crashed to the ground.

"What was that?" she heard Flair ask from inside the room.

"I don't know, go check," Triple H instructed.

Riley scrambled to her feet and sprinted down the hallway and into the locker room for the Hardy Boys and Lita, which was the closest locker room of people who she was friends with.

After shutting the door she turned around to find Jeff Hardy standing behind her in shock, a towel rapped around his waist, his purple hair wet from just being washed.

She screamed covering her eyes.

He ran off to the bathroom getting changed quickly before returning, "what the hell?"

"I'm so sorry Jeff," she apologised, "I just needed to hide and well I saw that this was your locker room… so I ran in here."

He was confused, "you chose my locker room when the women's locker room is just down the hall?"

She shrugged, "like I said, I needed somewhere to hide and fast."

The door to the locker room and Matt Hardy entered, hand in hand with Lita.

"Riles," Lita exclaimed, "what are you doing in here?"

"Uh…hiding," she replied.

Matt laughed, "no really?"

"Hiding," she said again, "what else would I be doing?" she asked confused.

He shrugged, "cheating on Chris with Jeff," he suggested jokily.

"What?" she exclaimed, "No!"

Matt nodded grinning, "whatever."

"But you are cheating on him," Matt asked. Riley and him would often have these arguments, where he would accuse her of something she clearly didn't do, Riley knew he was kidding, but often they would play it up just to amuse others.

"If I am that's news to me!" she exclaimed.

"So you are?" he asked jokily.

"With who?" she asked confused.

"Randy Orton," Matt simply said, his face straight, he was no longer joking.

She was confused, "Randy's my best friend!"

"So you haven't seen the looks he gives you?" Lita asked surprised, suddenly entering the conversation.

"What looks?" Riley asked confused.

"He checks you out whenever your not watching," Jeff explained, "and sometimes when you are, I thought you would have noticed."

She shook her head, "your all kidding me… Randy and I are friends, we don't have feelings for each other," she exclaimed.

Her mobile began to ring and she retrieved it from her pocket checking the caller ID.

CHRIS

JERICHO

"Hey baby," she said when she answered the phone.

There was a silence for a moment, "since when did you call me baby?" he asked.

"Just now," she shrugged.

"Oh OK then… well can you not, cause I'd prefer it if you didn't," he replied.

She sighed annoyed, "alright then," she snapped, "you don't have to be such a jerk about it!"

"God Riley, what's up with you today, need a holiday or something?" he asked.

"No, why did you call me already?" she asked, she suddenly noticed that Matt and Lita were sending each other looks and Jeff was attempting to hear Chris's voice, but was having no such luck.

"Can't I call my girlfriend to ask how she is?" he asked.

Riley shook her head, "that's the thing Chris you don't do that, its all business for you… you'd think I was your daughter or something, except the fact that I'm sleeping with you. Wait a moment, how longs it been since that last happened?"

"Stop being such a bitch," he replied sharing her annoyance, "fine, if your going to be so rude I'll relay the information to you and be done with it," he shot at her, "Vince came in looking for you, he wants you to special guest commentate for Survivor Series… oh, and Orton's here, he left looking for you."

"Alright, bye then," she said quickly.

"I lov-" was all he got out before she hung up.

She turned to the two brothers and the woman who had become her bestfriend over the months she had been in the business, "well must be off, got to find Randy…" she said quickly before she left the room.

She searched the corridors for Randy and when she could not find him she decided to return to her own locker room.

There she found Chris sitting on a bench sipping at a bottle of water every so often. She then saw Randy over the other side of the room watching as her brother played the Playstation.

They looked up as she entered.

"Riles you're here," Randy exclaimed, jumping up and hugging her with his one good arm, "how are you?"

"I'm OK I guess," she shrugged.

His eyes met hers before he said loudly, "I'm going to the canteen, do you want to come for a walk."

"Sure," she shrugged.

Once they had left the locker room and were standing a little ways down the hallway he turned to her, "Trouble in Paradise?" he questioned.

She nodded, "I don't know what it is, I just don't feel the same way about him anymore."

Randy nodded, "so do you like someone else?" he asked, attempting to cover his hope.

She noticed it however but decided to ignore it, "maybe."

She shrugged, "Dave Batista's pretty hot," she shrugged, she knew that it would only boost his jealousy, "but then again he's even older than Chris and I don't think we'd ever be like that… the Hardy boys are pretty cool, but I'd prefer to be just friends with them, I'm not physically attracted to them."

Randy nodded unsure, "ok then."

She decided to avoid the conversation continuing and changed the subject, "so how have you been? I haven't seen you in weeks!"

He grinned, "My shoulders improving, wont be back in the ring till early next year though," he shrugged, "so, do you like my weekly announcements?"

"The breaking news?" she laughed.

He nodded, "yeah, pretty good idea wasn't it?"

She nodded, "only you could come up with a way to make the fans hate you even when your not in the arena."

"The fans don't hate me," he protested, "they love me!"

"Yeah, let your ego keep telling you that Randy," she laughed, "the women may love you but the men sure as hell don't."

He frowned.

"Oh, didn't bruise your ego did I Randall?" she joked.

He continued to frown, and then struck out, and began tickling her.

"Randy… Randy please stop!" she laughed.

He stopped tickling her laughing.

She rubbed her ribs and looked up into his eyes, realising just how close they were, his breath played on her lips, before he leant in his lips barely brushing against hers for a moment. He pulled back unsure of her response, and knowing it was wrong to kiss her in the first place.

"Riles, I'm sorry, I shouldn't-"

"Shutup Randy," she said sharply.

He had expected this.

"Kiss me again," she whispered before she pulled him towards her this time for a passionate kiss.

Meanwhile…

John paused his 'Smackdown: Know your role' Playstation game turning to Chris, "Chris?"

The blonde looked up from tying his wrestling boots, "hmmm?"

"Have you and Riley had a fight that I don't know about or something?" he asked curious.

Chris rolled his eyes, "No, this is about the hundredth time I've been asked this question."
"Then what's going on between you to?" John questioned.

Chris knew that if he was going to tell someone what was going on between himself and Riley it would be John. John wasn't one to pass on the private things he heard. He also was Riley's older brother and had a rite to be worried about her in any relationship.

"The maturity levels," Chris said simply.

John was confused, "they've never been a problem before, when she was sixteen they were fine."

Chris shook his head, "she's at that age where a relationship to her is more physical then emotional, whereas I'm past that. All she ever wants to do is kiss and well other things, and she never wants to just sit down and talk about our relationship."

"Why do you want to sit down and talk about the relationship?" John asked, "is there something else wrong."

Chris ran his hand through his hair, "its been six years John, I love her more than anyone could ever know… I want us to be more than just boyfriend and girlfriend… I want… I want…. I want her to be…. My wife."

John's eyes grew wide, he had never suspected that Chris would want to propose to Riley, not for another year or more at least.

Chris put his head in his hands, he didn't know what to do anymore