Disclaimer: Anyone you may recognize, I don't own. I also don't own Heather, Jamie, Rae, or Gavin. They belong to themselves.

A/N: Sorry it has taken me so long to update, but I haven't had much time lately to sit down and write out the chapter, let alone type it. I'll be posting Chapter 9 right after this, to make up for this being such a short chapter.

Chapter 8

Jamie and Adam

When Jamie woke the next morning, she wondered if the kiss she and Adam had shared was just a dream. 'Obviously it was. My imagination is just playing tricks on me. He doesn't feel...' Jamie's thoughts were interrupted when she realized she wasn't in bed alone. Adam tightened his grip he had around Jamie's waist, as he started waking up.

"Holy shit." Jamie mumbled, under her breath.

"What?" Adam asked, slowly opening his eyes.

"Last night really happened?" Jamie said, more of a question then a statement.

"Yeah, yeah it did. I don't regret anything Jamie. I meant it when I said I've liked you from the moment I met you." Adam said, turning Jamie towards him, to capture her lips in a fiery kiss. When Adam broke the kiss, he left Jamie speechless, before asking his question.

"Jamie Lopez, would you be my girlfriend?" Adam asked, watching her face for any type of negative reaction. What he got was something he didn't expect. Jamie pushed him back onto the bed, and leaned down capturing his mouth with hers, in a kiss that gave him the answer to any question he would ever have about her. "Is that a yes or no?" Adam asked, once he got his breathing under control.

"Yes Adam Copeland, I will be your girlfriend." Jamie answered, as the new couple shared another kiss, and spent the morning being lazy, before having to head to the arena for Raw.

Rae and Amanda

"Can you believe we are finally on Raw, well the writing team anyway?" Amanda asked Rae excitedly, as the two made their way to Vince McMahon's office.

"Yeah, it just sucks I'll be away from ol' honker man." Rae answered, causing both girls to bust out laughing.

"Yeah, the look on his face after you slapped him was priceless." Amanda said, right before running into a very hard body. "I'm sorry. I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." Amanda said, looking up and seeing just who she ran into.

"You guess you weren't? If you had been paying attention, you would have seen me right here." Came the cocky reply from Randy Orton.

"Well you know you could have moved your pompous ass out of the way; I may have not run into you." Amanda shot back, glaring at the World Heavyweight Champion.

"Well I hate to break this to you, but fans aren't allowed backstage without a pass." Randy replied, giving the same glare back to Amanda.

"Shows what you know. You cocky bastard. We're writers, not some horny little fans; you seem to think we are." Amanda said, causing Rae to bust out laughing again.

"Manda, as much fun as I know this can be, we really should get to our meeting." Rae said, pulling on Amanda's arm, to get her to leave.

"Fine, let's go. It's amazing how we were able to still stand in the same hallway, what with Mr. Ego here with us." Amanda said, casting a final glare at Randy.

"Yeah, just keep on walking, you self righteous bitch." Randy said, loud enough for the two to hear, on their way down to McMahon's office.

"Fuck you Orton." Amanda yelled, as Rae kept pulling her down the hall.

Heather and John

"Heather, is Gavin going to be at the arena tonight?" John asked, as the couple made their way into the American Airlines Arena for that nights Raw.

"No. I told Steve and Kim, I wasn't really comfortable with him being here live. I have no clue what I'm going to be doing tonight, and if the match gets out of hand, at least he'll be at home, and the channel can be changed." Heather explained.

"So am I gonna get to meet the little guy?" John asked.

"Yeah, if you want to fly down with me tomorrow morning you can meet him then." Heather answered, looking up at him.

"What time is your flight? I'll call the airlines and see if I can get on your flight." John replied, grabbing Heather's hand.

"Well, I kinda already booked your flight with mine." Heather told him, hoping he wouldn't be too mad.

"Aiight. Thanks babe." John said, kissing Heather on the cheek.

"Hey, Chica butt!" Came the distinct southern voice of Rae.

"Howdy Hoezy." Heather answered back with a laugh.

"Stephanie wanted us to let you know your matches for the night. Chica, your match is against Victoria in a number 1 contenders match for the Women's Title, and you'll face the winner of the match between Trash, oops...I mean Trish and Jamie tonight, at Taboo Tuesday next month." Rae said, laughing uncontrollably at the 'Trash' comment.

"John, your match is against Randy Orton. Do me a favor, and kick his mother fucking ass all over Dallas, please?" Amanda asked, her earlier encounter with the 'Legend Killer,' still fresh in her mind.

"Damn, Manda. I thought you loved Randy Orton?" Heather asked, knowing how much Amanda had talked about him.

"Yeah, well, I gave him the benefit of the doubt. I never knew him before, so I figured he wasn't like his character, but he is. He's a fucking asshole. Let's just leave it at that, okay?" Amanda said, before walking away, leaving Rae laughing and Heather and John confused.