"…So after I hit her in the head with the pen we became the best of friends. Don't ask me how that works." Sasha concluded, punctuating her story with another shot. Kane was rolling. He laughed so hard he kicked the empty fifth off the table.

"You hit her in the head with a pen!" He wheezed as he laughed. Sasha nodded. She was laughing just as hard.

"So how did you meet her?" The little blonde asked when she could speak again. Kane took a deep breath and attempted to regain his composure.

"She…ruined my match." He said drunkenly. Sasha raised an eyebrow. "She came out and embarrassed me in the ring." He had a faraway look in his eyes at the memory. "You didn't see it? It was on TV." Sasha shook her head.

"I can't watch. I'm afraid she'll get hurt." Kane was about to protest; to tell her the bumps were more acting than actual physicality, then he remembered why they were there.

"I was so mad at her for that." He started again. "Rationally, I knew it wasn't her fault. Vince set it up, but I couldn't get past it. After that, I don't know…I guess we just hit it off." Kane let a cock-eyed grin creep across his face.

"Wow…" Sasha blurted.

"Wow what?" He asked skeptically, sinking further into the couch.

"I was all wrong about you."

Kane didn't know what to say. He just smiled drunkenly and hoped she'd elaborate.

"How were you wrong about me?" He prompted after an uncomfortable silence.

"What? OH! That…" She slurred. "I jus' thought that you were playing her."

"Okay, first off, no I love her. I really do. Second, you are so cut off." He giggled. Sasha looked outraged.

"Cut off? What do you mean I'm…" She hiccupped. "Oh…" The big man just shook his head. "But seriously, I had it all worked out to hate you. However, now that I've met you…" She smiled and stood up, wobbling slightly before falling into him.

"Careful there, little girl." He said, quickly scooting out from underneath her. Sasha pouted at him but stayed where he left her.

"All I have to say is, she's lucky she found you first." She flirted shamelessly.

"Thanks…I think."

"You think?" Sasha squeaked. "I'm telling you I think you're hot and you say 'thanks I think'?"

"I'm not saying I'm not flattered…" He whined. "I'm just in love with your best friend."

"See? That's what I'm talking about. She's a lucky girl." Sasha sighed and sunk deep into the cushions.

"I think it's bedtime." Kane yawned and stretched out until Sasha had effectively been pushed off the couch.

"I take it you're sleeping there?" She grumbled getting to her feet. Kane nodded, his eyes already closed. "Well, G'night then…"

"Yup…G'night nice lady." He said without opening his eyes and snuggled deep into the too soft cushions. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he heard Sasha's bedroom door click shut, but as soon as he recognized the sound, he was fast asleep.

(Ok... this is most of what I've got written so far... I'll get back on the ball here.. lol Thanks for reading my drivel and please be patient, I'll get more up as soon as it's done. : enter smiley face here :)