Chapter 28

That Sunday was Summer Slam and I was really excited to be going. Plus the whole fact that young Randall is set to win the title doesn't hurt much either. I sighed, "I guess all good things must come to an end, right?"

It was finally Sunday night and there I was, sitting with the guys reminiscing. "Remember the first time I yelled at you guys?" Paul laughed, "How could we forget. Here I thought we were getting a good personal assistant, and they give us you. I think we pushed your buttons for a few days before you blew up though."

I smiled, "Yea, at first I was scared shitless to be Evolution's personal assistant. You are all very intimidating when you want to be. But at the same time you can only take so much from you guys before ya blow a gasket, ya know?" Randy laughed, "The first time you saw Shawn... that was classic." Ric nodded, "You went into shock, just standing there in awe. I thought something was seriously wrong with you... then I noticed good ol' HBK was in the room." I blushed, "Yea, I was somewhat star struck. HA! Who am I kidding? I was full fledged star struck."

I looked at Dave, "The first time I met you. The first thought that came into my head was, Holy Shit he's huge! And of course the second thought was, Damn he's fine!" Everyone laughed and Randy asked, "What did you think of me?" I laughed, "I thought you were a cocky little bastard... a hot cocky little bastard." And everyone laughed again. "What? It's what I thought."

I sighed, "Fine then... Paulie, when I first me you I was shocked to be meeting Triple H, one of the greats in this business. Then you turned out to be an ass so I tried to be as big of a bitch as I possibly could. Maybe piss you off as much as possible." And I grinned over at Paul. Paul nodded, "Yep, I didn't want a PA so I was probably a prick to you. But I love you now Rea." I smiled sweetly, "I know and I love ya right back big man."

I sighed, "Ric, I didn't really have any nice thoughts about you. My dad completely hates you so I just hated you right along with him. But after working with you for a short time I realized what a nice guy you are. Now you're like a third grandpa to me." Ric smiled, "Yep, not many people like the nature boy. And I think of you like a daughter honey." I smiled, "Group hug?" They all nodded, "Group Hug!"

That night Randy became the youngest man to ever hold the World Heavyweight championship. The pay per view ended with Randy crying and holding his new championship belt. Evolution didn't come down to congratulate him, which everyone will understand soon, it was just Randy and the belt.

--Monday Night RAW--

I couldn't be at RAW that night but I did sit down and watch it while working on stuff for the guys. I thought Randy's celebration at the start of RAW was a bit much. All that damn gold confetti, it was more of a hassle then anything else.

I watched sadly while Randy accepted Benoit's challenge. I sighed, "The end of an era." And shook my head sadly. Later that night when Evolution came out to 'help' Randy I waited patiently. Randy won and they started the 'celebration' in the ring.

When Paul forced Randy to be looking at him when he gave him the evil look and the thumbs down... I almost had to shut the tv off. They beat the ever living tar out of Randy and that is how the RAW ended, with Paul and Dave screaming "You're nothing without us!"

I just stared at the screen after RAW went off air. I mean, yeah... I had been expecting all of that to happen, it was in the script. But at the same time I guess I was hoping that it wouldn't go down like that. I sighed and got back to my work

--One Week Later--

RAW opened to some unfamiliar music that night. No one knew what to expect when 'Out of Control' started in the speakers. "Who is this JR?" "I don't know King, maybe we should wait and see."

After a few seconds I came out from behind the curtain. I made my way down to the ring in a short form fitting maroon dress. I was extremely pissed, you could tell that just by the look on my face and the way that I walked. When I finally got to the ring I grabbed a mic.

"What the hell happened last week?!? I'm gone one fucking week and your turn on Randy?!" I growled, "Get your ass down here Hunter!" The Evolution music plays and the three men, Triple H, Batista and Flair walk down to the ring dressed to the nines.

When they got into the ring I walked over to Triple H and stared him down... as best as I could anyway, but I was standing at his height with my heels on so it looked good. I glared at Triple H, "Well... I'm waiting." Hunter said nothing and it pissed me off even more. "HUNTER! What did you do last week?" Hunter just smirked and I growled into the mic, "Better yet... WHY??"

"Everyone wants to know why. Why did Evolution turn on Randy. You want to know why damnit?! Randy got too damn cocky for his own good. He does not deserve that title. Hell... he didn't even deserve the title shot, let alone the damn TITLE!!" And his face gradually turned red while he screamed into the mic.

I looked at Evolution and tried to comprehend what they just told me. I smiled evilly, "You know what? I agree completely!" And I glared at the camera, "ORTON! You do not deserve that title! That belt belongs to one person and that is The Game, Triple H. NOT the 'legend killer' Randy Orton!" And I threw the mic down to the mat.

Evolution all had evil smiles on their faces and Batista started flexing and being the 'evil animal' that he is. We walked back down out of the ring and I had my arms wrapped around Batista's middle cuddling into him and that was the picture that we left to go to commercial.

Author's Note: I'd just like to thank the two people who reviewed the last chapter. Latisha C., and Max. You're the whole reason why I even tried to write this chapter. :o) OH... and Max, the nekkid Dave on top REALLY helped. :o) thanks you two. You seem to be my best reviewrs! Hope you liked this chapter and let me know what ya think! Until Next Time --Jess