A/N: Hey guys! Another update...! Thanks you once again for all the reviews, I will get around to doing a proper Thank You to you all, eventually.

This chapter is more of a filler, I'm building up to something and I need to set it all up. Bare with me folks, I promise there will be some drama unfolding shortly!

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Disclaimer: I own nothing but the OC's and my ideas. This is entirely a work of fiction. I am not affiliated with the WWE and/or any of it's Superstars & Divas. No matter how much I wish otherwise. Or ask Santa. CM Punk has never been found wrapped up under my Christmas Tree... So far. But there is always this year. Fingers Crossed.

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Chapter 10: Say hello to my little friend.

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I stepped out of the elevator at the lobby and made my way across the marbled floor to the dining room. Ted had called me this morning. Checking up on me as usual, ever the protective big brother. He had asked me to meet him for breakfast so he could bring me up to speed on the new storyline. I had spent all of yesterday with Phil, watching movies, eating crap and just spending some one on one time together. So I was feeling a lot better now and ready to dive back into work.

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I walked through the large double doors, glancing from table to table until I saw the familiar figure, head buried in a newspaper as per usual. I strolled up to the table and sat down, he still hadn't noticed my presence.

"Find any good bargains on at the 'Get-A-Life' store?" I said cheekily while tugging the paper down from his face.

"Ha, ha." He said dryly before folding the paper up and setting it aside.

"So, new scripts?" I asked.

"Scarlett, you know my rule. Food first."

"Oh of course, how rude of me to deprive your gut of the calories." I smiled before we both stood from the table and moved to the breakfast buffet.

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I grabbed a plate and began browsing the selection of fruit as Ted's eyes glazed over at the sight of a pile of crispy bacon. I smiled as I placed some strawberries and blueberries on my plate before moving along the table.
I stopped at the egg station, debating between scrambled egg or an omelette.

"Why not have both?" A voice spoke from behind me.

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I turned to see none other than Randy Orton, I gave him a small smile before turning back to the food.

"That would just be pure greediness." I replied spooning scrambled eggs onto the side of my plate.

"So Ted lied, the big appetite doesn't run in the family?"

"Nope, Ted is just a human garbage disposal."

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He laughed as he stacked his plate while I went to get myself a drink.

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I sat back down at the table with my final selection of: Fresh fruit, scrambled egg, a piece of French toast, a slice of bacon and a mug of tea. I was just about to eat a forkful of eggs when Ted sat down with the biggest plate of food I have ever seen. It was packed high with ham, eggs, sausage, toast and of course lots of bacon.

"My God Ted, are you eating for six?"

"I'm a growing boy." He said with his mouth full.

"One day you're going to wake up and weigh 300lbs."

"Nah, I have a fast metabolism. I'll burn all this off by lunch." He grinned as he chewed, exposing masticated pieces of bacon tumbling around in his mouth.
I averted my eyes before I threw up.

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We continued eating and making small talk, insulting each other, the usual breakfast routine. When we were finished and out plates disposed of, we got straight down to business.

"So what exactly was said at this impromptu meeting?" I asked, sipping my tea.

"Well," He began, swallowing his orange juice, "We were summoned to the creative department. Apparently our match sparked off some new ideas."

"Like what?"

"The end of Legacy." I looked at him, he was serious. I furrowed my brow.

"Why?" I asked quickly. Afraid that my botch had been the reason.

"They said they had been struggling with a way to end the storyline for a while. We all knew this wouldn't last forever and there isn't much else they could write for us. We've basically done everything already." He said sitting back in his chair. "And no, before you ask it wasn't anything to do with you. They actually liked the botch in the match, your injury is what inspired them to come up with this new direction for the story."

"So, did they say what was going to happen? How is this all going to play out?"

"They're still writing that part, but they've given us new scripts for Monday night and we'll just take it from there."

"Oh." I replied, feeling slightly deflated. This was supposed to be my big break and now it was ending.

"Hey, cheer up." Ted said leaning towards me, "You're getting a title shot."

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My head snapped up to look at him.
Again his face was serious, no hint of deceit in his eyes.
This wasn't a joke.

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"Are you for real?"

"Yip." He smiled brightly.

"Holy hole in a doughnut Batman! This is fucking awesome!" I exclaimed jumping from my chair to engulf the man in a hug.

"Here's your script." His muffled voice spoke as I squeezed him excitedly.

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I took the script and bid him goodbye before throwing down some money and running out of the dining room.

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I ran through the lobby and between the closing doors of the elevator. I pushed the button for floor seven as I bounced up and down on my feet.

"Either you need to pee real bad or Ted told you that you're getting a title match." The velvety smooth voice spoke from behind me for the second time today.

"Yes Randal, I have just been informed of the good news." I grinned turning to face him.

"Congratulations. I'll let the full name calling slide, this time."

"You're so kind." I replied, my sarcasm clear. "So, Legacy is ending."

"Yeah, it would seem so."

"And you're fine with that?" I asked leaning against the back wall of the elevator as the doors opened and Kelly and Eve got on.

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"Hi Randy" Kelly squeaked. I rolled my eyes. God, I hated that blonde bimbo.

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Randy nodded his head at her before returning his gaze to me.

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"I don't really have a choice do I? But I kind of liked being a teacher, taking Ted and Cody under my wing, even if I was evil. I didn't even really get to mentor you, make you as immoral as me. " He laughed.

"Well I'm sure you'll get over me." I replied.

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"Slut" Kelly muttered.

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"What did you say?" I demanded through gritted teeth.

"Me?" She asked like butter wouldn't melt, "Oh, nothing."

"Bullshit. If you've got something to say Jelly Belly, say it to my face."

"Fine. You're a slut. There, happy?" She smiled and it took all my strength not to slap her.

"Well you'd know all about being a slut now wouldn't you?"

"I'm not the one cheating on my boyfriend." She spat at me. "I thought you had standards Randy."

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It was no secret that Kelly wanted Randy.

They had had a drunken fumble last Christmas and since then she hadn't been able to let go. Despite Randy's numerous rejections.

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"I do Kelly, the only time I lowered them was the night I slept with you." He replied smoothly.

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Did I mention Randy was never particularly gentle with his rejections towards her?
But still the dopey cow kept coming back for more.

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"Well clearly you've lost them completely now, if you're with the likes of her." She said, completely ignoring his insult.

"He hasn't lost them completely, he hasn't went back for another go on the company bike." I said gesturing to the blonde.

"Why so angry Scarlett? Did we interrupt you two?" She shot back, smirking at Eve.

"If I slept around, which I don't, believe me I still wouldn't sleep with Randy. I'd be too worried about what you might have given him. We've all heard the locker room talk about you and a case of genital herpes."

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Kelly stepped towards me, calling me all the names under the sun, I squared up to her ready to knock her teeth out when the doors opened and Randy pulled me out before I could even get my hands on her.

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"What the hell?" I said kicking against him. "I was just about to introduce her to my little friend... My Terror Fist!"

"You should be thanking me.."

"Thanking you? For what? Letting that bitch get the better of me? Yeah thanks a lot." I ran a hand through my hair, frustration evident on my face.

"No, you should be thanking me because I just stopped you getting your title match revoked."

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I looked up at him, I'd forgotten about that. She'd pissed me off so much that I went into automatic 'Ass Kicking Mode.'

But he was right, breaking a Barbie in half was 'Conduct unbecoming of a Champion.'
They'd never let me near the title again.

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He put me down on my feet and I kicked the wall.

And a potted plant.

Twice.

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"You're right. Thanks." I said not looking at him. I was highly pissed.

"No problem. Hey, look I actually got to teach you something." He laughed and I failed to suppress a smile.

"Now I'm going to tell you the same thing I tell Cody and Ted before every match." I raised a brow at him, "Don't fuck up."

Again I laughed, "Aye-Aye Captain."

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I set off down the corridor, towards my hotel room.

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"By the way." Randy called out.

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I stopped and turned.

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"You don't really think I'm diseased do you?"

"Yip." I replied.

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He frowned a little.

"You have I.E.D. Remember?" I laughed and carried on my way.

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