A/N: Well hello, I seem to be talking to myself these days. No reviewers to talk to, I'm all alone. : (

Chapter 3. Breakfast catch-up

"Girl, you think after all these years, and all the crap we've put up with not to mention the fact that you have my initials tattooed on ya wrist." Rylee walked away and stood by John. "5-4-3-2-1." John looked at her like she was crazy, he followed her direction of sight and found a dumbstruck Amy. Then Rylee hit 5.

"RYLEE PHEONIX MCMAHON!" Amy ran across the restaurant spearing Rylee to the floor with a death grip hug.

"Mc- what now?" John choked on his coffee.

"Girl, ya squeezing the shit outta me!" Rylee giggled.

"Sorry, sorry." Amy got up then pulled Rylee up off the floor. They sat down next to John. "Where you been?"

"Well I was in Newcastle since I last saw you with Laura – "

"That girl has the dirtiest laugh in the world." Amy giggled remembering the laugh of the 5 foot brunette.

"Hold up, you, you're a McMahon?" John spluttered.

"Well an adopted one anyway." Rylee smiled nervously.

"Sweet." John smiled, his dimples reassuring her.

"Anyway, then I got a call off Stephie, saying that she was pregnant so I had to come over and give Hunter the I'll kick ya ass if ya hurt her speech all over again." Amy laughed at the punk in front of her and the Champ that slightly resembled a lovesick puppy, she wasn't sure yet.

"So when are you going home?" Amy asked, she always liked to know these things so she could plan surprise going away parties and general parties.

"I'm not." Rylee smiled.

"What? Ohmygod! Your travelling with us! Ahhhhhhhhh! This is great." Amy said dancing a little victory dance while still seated.

"Calm down Red. Breathe." Rylee laughed.

"Sorry but it's been years. I mean look at you."

"What? Come on I know I don't look like a hippo on steroids anymore but that's not much."

"Girl you've like quarter ya self, and your hair its so hot." Amy said reaching out and tucking a red bang behind Ry's ear.

"Okay then, I'll give you that."

"What colour was it?" John piped up.

"Platinum blonde." Rylee said looking away.

"Seriously?"

"Yup." Amy replied for her. "And you got ya lip pierced!" Amy squealed. "Did it hurt? What else have you pierced while I left you?" Amy raised on eyebrow, as Rylee pulled up her top to show off her pierced navel and then stuck out her tongue to show a glow in the dark stud reading 'suck me.' "Damn girl, I leave you for five minutes and you go do all of that." Amy laughed waving her hand around.

"Ohmgod!" Rylee whispered.

"What?" John asked completely unaware of who had just walked into the room. Amy noticed and smiled.

"Go get em." Amy giggled watching Rylee sprint over to the North Carolina native. She snuck up behind him and covered his eyes with his hands.

"Amy I can't be bothered with games this time in the morning." The multicoloured haired man groaned.

"Now I know you didn't just mix me up with that bag!" Rylee smirked.

"Oi! I heard that!" Amy yelled from the table.

"Rylee?" Jeff turned around.

"Hey babyface." Rylee smiled.

"Ry!" Jeff picked her up and spun her around and around until she complained of feeling dizzy. "Buttercup! I missed you so much!" Jeff hugged Rylee's small frame.

"I missed you too babyface." Rylee and Jeff sat back down at the table.

"Damn, you're accent is soo strong now." Jeff laughed holding Rylee's hands across the table, playing with her fingers with his own. John saw his and could feel the jealously flowing through him.

"Hey Red!" A short Canadian blonde called over from the doorway, "You coming shopping with the girls?"

"Yeah sure, you coming Ry?"

"Rylee?" The blonde woman looked over Rylee as she stood up.

"Hey Trishy."

"RYLEE!" Trish flung herself around the punk's body. She was going to have to get used to this, she still had a lot of people to see.

A/N: Please, somebody, anybody. Review, I promise cookies and chocolate cake. Mind I cannot depend on the US and UK postal service. Luv and hugs as always. Abbey x