Chapter 22

Paul was reading the story that I had been reading before my laptop had been rudely yanked out of my grasp. Have you ever felt like you just want a hole to appear right below you so the earth can swallow you whole?? Well, I was feeling that right at the moment.

Paul raised his brows in surprise. "Well, well, well. Ms. Steffen seems to have very interesting sites pulled up on her computer here." My face turned bright red, I'm talking cherry tomato here. SHIT he looked at more then what I had up on the screen. I looked around the room trying to find something interesting to stare at so I wouldn't have to look at the gentlemen in the room with me.

"Ooo... Kev. I didn't know you had it in you." Kevin looked at Paul oddly, "What the hell are you talking about Levesque?" Paul got an evil look on his face, "Why don't you find out for yourself." I gasped, "NO! Damn it Paul! You suck!" Paul touched his chest, "I didn't know you felt that way about me." And wiped a pretend tear from his eye, "I'm so happy Rea."

I glared at him and growled, "No... the only thing I feel for you right now is hatred. That's my fucking property you little shit!" And then I growled out the next sentence to him, "If you fucked with anything that I had on it I'll fucking kill you." Paul's eyes got wide and he looked scared for about two seconds. "Okay. On second thought you just sit tight Nash. I don't want to die." I kept glaring at him, "Hand it over you big shit head." Paul handed me my laptop.

"Damn. I didn't know you had it in you Rea. I'm sorry... obviously I stepped over some boundaries when I did that. I'll make note not to ever do that again." I just looked over at Paul, "You're damn right you'll never do that again. Because if you DO you'll never have any children." All three guys looked at Andrea startled. I sighed, "Just leave me alone for a few minutes. I'll calm down." They all nodded and Kevin hit Paul's shoulder.

"What the hell were you thinking?? Oh, that's right you NEVER think!" He shook his head in discust, "I mean damn... you really want her to kill you, don't you? Provokin' her like that. You really are a shit head." Paul stared to fell bad then, "Honestly... I didn't know that she'd freak like that. But seriously the stuff she had on that. DAMN, no wonder she freaked."

I sighed, "Damn it Paul. I really wanna hit you. But if I hit you then I'll just end up hurting you and then Vince'll have my ass." Paul came over to me, "I really am sorry Rea. I didn't realize that you'd freak like that. I just wanted to mess with your head." I sighed, "You succeeded." It was quiet for a while, "I wouldn't have minded had it just been the two of us... but No... you had to go and be macho in front of your friends."

Paul looked at me oddly, "You wouldn't have minded?" I shook my head, "Nope. But you had to go and make a show of it all. I mean, it's not like it's a big secret or anything. I just would have preferred if you'd not done it in front of someone I just met." Then I smirked, "Plus, it was about him... so that could be another reason." Kevin looked thoroughly confused. "Dave knows... and obviously Paul does now too. I read fan fiction. I've also written some fan fiction, but I haven't done that for a while."

Kevin still looked more then a little confused. I laughed, "Here. Read it. This chapter isn't too smutty." And I handed my laptop to Kevin. Kevin read part of the chapter, "Okay... question." I waited for his question, "Why do people write fan fiction about us?" I smiled, that had been just what I thought he'd ask, "Well... there can be various reasons. If it's a good story then they like you, usually a LOT. If you're the heel then obviously they don't like you." I smiled, "But that's not what you meant is it?" Kevin smiled, "Nope. Not exactly, although that does make a lot of sense." I nodded, "I know when I wrote the stories that I did, it was because I had no life. It's REALLY boring in council bluffs. I figure that there are a lot of people who had the same problem as I did. That and they're a REALLY big fan. I'd think that was a necessity for any story."

"So, what's the name of this story?" I smiled, "Well... that would be 'A BIG SEXY Hart Attack' by Sharnhorst. She's a really good writer. Every one of her stories has been good." (Author's Note: I just couldn't help it. That's probably my favorite Kevin Nash story out there right now. But yea, back to the story...) Kevin nodded, "Big Sexy Hart Attack... I can see why she'd name it that." I nodded, "Yep. That's actually a sequel to an undertaker story. The first one's pretty damn good too."

Paul shook his head, "I didn't think I'd ever know someone that was into fan fiction." I looked at Paul oddly, "There are a lot of people that like fan fiction Paulie. I'm SURE that you've met a fan or two, or you know like a couple hundred, that had read some sort of fan fiction that had you in it." I laughed, "I mean it's not like you're Dave who doesn't have a million stories written about him because he's not a humongo star... (Knock's on Paul's head) Hello, anybody in there? You're Triple H. Probably one of the biggest wrestlers in the last five years. You have stories upon stories written about you, or that have you in them. Hell you're probably a bad guy half the time a good guy the other half. There are lots of people who love to hate you."

Paul looked at me with big eyes, "There are really that many stories written about me?" I rolled my eyes, "Well, I don't know but I'm sure there are thousands. Here... we'll check right now." I got on fanfiction.net and went into the search area. "There are 148 under Triple H, 99 under HHH, and 28 under Paul Levesque. I usually look under the wrestlers real name first. If the author takes the time to know the characters real name then the story is almost always gonna be better." "Now lets go to yahoo and do a search." I laughed at the result. "70,000 Triple H fan fiction sites. But who knows how many of those aren't what they're supposed to be. Triple H stories... there are even MORE of those. 391,000; but most of those are repeaters of the first search. I would search under Paul Levesque... but they're all gonna be the same stories again."

Paul rolled his eyes, "I just wanna smack that smug look off your face." My smile got even bigger, "Why is that Paulie. Because I was right?? Nah, that couldn't have been why. I'm right all the time." Paul raised an eyebrow, "All the time huh?" I just laughed, "Ha ha. I was kidding. Man Paul, you need to learn how to take a joke."

Author's Note-- HEY EVERYONE! Hope you liked this chapter. Thanks for the reviews guys, espically Latisha C. you've reviewed all my new chapters... you're AWESOME... and Thanks. I love to know what people think of how the story's going so far, even if you think it sucks. If you tell me you don't like it and have a good reason then I can try to make it better. OH... and Sharnhorst... I hope you don't mind that I mentioned your story in this chapter. I only did it because, well, because it's awesome. If you want me to change it let me know and I will. Thanks again everyone! --Jess