Chapter 6

Lily was allowed to return home for a day to get the few things she'd left behind. While she was home she received the pictures from the photo shoot in the mail. When she got to the ones of her kissing John, a small smile crept onto her face.

"I hope Dad doesn't see these, he'll freak," she muttered, stuffing them into the bottom of her suitcase.

Glen met his daughter at the airport the next day and greeted her with some alarming news.

"You'll be traveling with SmackDown for the next month; Mark will come and get you after the show tonight."

"Wow, Dad, you could have told me this before I went home!" Lily snapped as she followed her father out of the airport.

"I thought you might like the surprise," Glen said sarcastically, climbing into his rental car, Lily following suit.

When Lily was shown to her hotel room she immediately called John, telling him to come to her room as quickly as possible. He knocked on her door moments later, his face full of concern.

"John we need to talk," Lily said as she opened the door, letting him in.

"I hate that phrase, it's always bad," John sighed, sitting down on the couch and pulling Lily down onto his lap.

"I know, I hate to use it, but we have to. I'll start with the good stuff first, then," she smiled, handing him her photo shoot pictures.

"What's this?" he asked curiously, fingering the clasp holding the large envelope closed.

"Open it, you'll like what you see," Lily assured him.

John opened the envelope and paged through the pictures. His eyes lit up when he saw the ones of them kissing. He smiled at Lily and kissed her gently as she straddled his lap.

"I love them, especially the ones with me and the ones you did with Trish, now, what's the bad news," John said, placing the pictures on the couch cushion next to him.

"After the show tonight my dad is making he go to SmackDown for a month. My Uncle Mark is coming to get me either tonight or tomorrow morning."

John looked a bit taken aback at this news. He opened his mouth to say something but Lily placed her finger over his lips, quieting him.

"You don't have to try and talk my dad out of it either, trust me, I already tried. However, I know I'll be back with you at Wrestlemania, maybe even before," Lily assured him.

"That's so long from now, Lil, but since you can't prevent it, you should definitely hang with Randy Orton and Matt Hardy. They're the nicest guys you'll meet. Well, actually, Randy can be one cocky S.O.B. sometimes, but once you get past that he's a great guy. Oh, and let me warn you, avoid the Boogeyman, he'll haunt you 'till you go nuts, okay?"

"Anything else I should know?" Lily laughed.

John pretended to think for a second and shrugged, "Don't start a conversation with JBL, he'll talk you to the grave, trust me."

Lily giggled and climbed off his lap, there was another knock on her door so she made her way over to it, swinging it open.

"Hey Trish, and Ashley, and Torrie, and Chloe too!" Lily said as each person, and dog, strode into the room.

The three women joined John in the living room and Lily scooped Chloe off the floor, scratching the dog's head lovingly. Trish noticed the pictures in the couch next to John and was now paging through them, a silly grin on her face.

"So, what brings you three here?" Lily questioned, still holding Chloe in her arms.

"We heard you were going to travel with SmackDown for a month," Ashley said. "Trish overheard your dad on the phone with Mark a few days ago while you were off with John or something."

"Oh, okay, what's up then?" Lily said awkwardly, sitting down on the couch with John and letting Chloe run around on the floor.

"We just want to tell you who to hang out with while you're over there," Torrie shrugged.

"John already gave me an idea, but go ahead," Lily nodded.

"Well, you should definitely talk to Randy Orton because he's gorgeous," Torrie smiled, "and he's fun to talk to, great kisser too…"

"She won't be kissing anyone but me, Torrie," John put in quickly as Torrie zoned off into space, thinking about Randy.

"Anyway, you should also talk to Matt, I already told him you were coming, so he'll be one of the first to show you around," Ashley said.

"Yeah, and you should definitely get to know Paul Burchill, he's hilarious, and looks great in his ring attire," Trish breathed. "Oh, and it he's there, Dave Batista is such a great guy, you'll love him, and before I forget, stay away from Marty Wright, the Boogeyman, he's really creepy."

"Yeah, John told me," Lily laughed as Chloe jumped into her lap.

"Well, we better get going, we're supposed to be at the arena early for hair and makeup, see ya," Trish said, jumping to her feet, Ashley and Torrie following suit.

Lily handed Chloe back to Torrie and the three women left after saying goodbye to John.

"Another warning when you go to SmackDown, if you start hanging out with Randy, be careful, one of his favorite pass times is playing pranks on the Divas, just thought I'd warn you. I better run too, I have to head to the arena to pick up my script. I'll see ya in a bit," John said, kissing Lily gently before leaving the room as well.

When John had gone Lily decided to get ready herself. She hadn't bothered to unpack her things, so she dug out an outfit to wear for the night and jumped in the shower quickly. She let her long chestnut hair out, falling straight down her back and around her face. She pulled on a tight red tank top and a pair of faded ripped jeans with her black Converse. She only put on a dab of eye shadow and a bit of mascara before her father banged on her door, yelling for her to hurry up.

"I'm coming, relax," she snapped, dragging her suitcase out of the room as well.

Glen grabbed the heavy suitcase without a word and made his way down the hall, Lily following at a fast clip behind him.

The two arrived at the arena on time and Lily went ahead of her father, dropping her things off in Kane's locker room. She then headed to catering for a bite to eat when Candice Michelle marched up to her, looking livid.

"Can I help you?" Lily asked sarcastically.

"I know you were the one who stuffed marshmallow in my outfit I was going to wear tonight!" she growled furiously, holding up said outfit, the built in bra stuffed with melted marshmallows.

Lily had to fight to hide her smirk as Candice glowered angrily at her, "I dunno what you're talking about Candice, I thought you always stuffed your bra with marshmallows, they keep the implants in place."

Candice's jaw dropped at Lily's remark and she growled, frustrated, before stomping away, pushing none other than The Legend Killer out of her way as she left. Lily snickered as she grabbed a soda and turned to leave when she was stopped suddenly by a voice calling her name.

"Hey, Lily, right?"

She turned and looked up to see Randy Orton gazing down at her, a cocky smirk on his handsome face.

"Yes, my name is Lily, Randy."

"That was some trick you pulled on Miss Go-Daddy, she's had a stick up her ass since she was offered a contract to pose for Playboy," Randy said, his gaze never leaving Lily's face.

"Well, that's why I'm here, to stir up a little trouble, leave my mark on the WWE. Why are you here anyway. I though you were on SmackDown?" Lily added curiously.

"Oh, I'm here for your uncle, he couldn't make it to pick you up after the show, so I'm here in his stead," Randy explained.

"But I thought you two were mortal enemies or something?"

"Nah, it's only a story line," he shrugged.

"Oh," Lily nodded. "Well, I was just about to go see how Miss Michelle was faring with her sticky bra, if you'd like to join me. John told me one of your hobbies is prank the Divas."

Randy's smile widened, his eyes glinting mischievously, "You got it, I'm known for pulling some pretty good ones around here. In fact, while I was still on Raw I hid a salamander in Torrie's towels and she refused to look at me for about two months, and I think she even has her towels checked everywhere she goes."

Lily giggled at Randy's cleverness and the two left catering discussing different pranks to pull before the left for SmackDown later that evening.