Disclaimer: I sadly own no one but Jemma and her brothers.
A/N: This is set back when Johnny was still Nitro. And Geoff is pronounced Jeff.
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Pulling a chair up the table, she smiled at the group of guys, who before she arrived were debating about something that had to do with last night's basketball game. Rolling her eyes at the fact that she knew diddly about basketball, she offered a smile. "Hey boys. Let me be the first to welcome you to Jay's. I'm Jemma Fitzgerald. Geoff's only sister -- his baby sister at that."
The long haired, dirty blonde man that sat across from her offered his hand. "John Hennigan. Also known as Johnny Nitro."
Jemma smiled and shook his hand. Next was the short blonde haired man sitting next to him, who followed suit by offering his hand. "Kenny Doane."
She shook his hand as well and turned to the muscular brunette sitting to her right. "John Cena." She smiled and shook his hand.
Turning to her left, she saw the smiling brunette who met her at the bar a few minutes ago. He took her hand into his, a smirk completely intact. "Randy. Randy Orton." She offered him a smile and went to take her hand back. Randy finally released it, but slipped his arm on the top of her chair.
"So boys, what are you four out here for?" She knew the reason why. Being a fan with her brothers, she knew the WWE was coming out here this week, but she also knew she wouldn't be able to get the time off to go. She figured she'd play along for a little bit, trying to show that she wasn't a huge fan of the four of them.
"We're wrestlers." She smiled at the answer from John. "WWE has a show at The Staples Center Monday night." Jemma nodded.
"You don't work here full time, right?"
Jem shook her head, causing a few curls to fall from her bun as she answered Johnny's question. "Only when Geoff needs my help. I tend to be a full time dancer."
"Professional dancer?" She nodded in response to Kenny's question. "Damn."
She shrugged and took a final sip of her drink. "Well, I'm out of here. I'm in need of a shower A.S.A.P. since I had an audition earlier." She pushed her seat out enough to stand up, and smiled at the foursome. "If you guys want some entertainment, meet me back here around 9 tonight. This normal hole in the wall sports bar turns into party central on Saturday nights." She winked to Randy and stood from the table. Jemma waved to the guys before walking over to the bar. "Geoff, I'm out of here!"
"Coming back tonight?"
A radiant smile took over her face. "Of course. You need someone to keep the DJ in line as far as good dance music goes." Geoff shook his head as Jem grabbed her bag and waved goodbye to her brother, Jake.
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Stepping into the bar, she was hit with loud music and smoke. Her brother turned to see her enter and called her to the bar. "You aren't expecting my help tonight, right?"
"Nah. Just give me your stuff. I'm heading out back to grab some stuff." She handed him her purse and then slipped off her sweatshirt and handed that to him as well. Jemma placed a kiss to her brother's cheek before standing on a chair to try and spot Randy and the guys. She saw Randy flirting with a blonde on the dance floor and tried to push away the feeling of jealousy rising in her stomach. She pushed through them, and after waving to a few friends, she felt an arm wrap around her shoulders. Jemma turned to see John and offered him a smile.
"You look good." She glanced down at her outfit, consisting of a black tube top with light yellow lace trim that stopped before her toned abs, matched with a pair of tight jeans.
"Thanks John. You don't look so bag yourself." He returned her smile with a smirk and led her to their table. "The girls decided to come with us. Alexis, also known as Mickie James, Maria, Torrie and Candice. Johnny's around somewhere with his girlfriend, Melina."
Jemma waved to the four and searched for the other three guys, mainly Randy. She saw Kenny dancing with one of the girls she's closer to within her career. Jemma looked to where she last saw Randy but couldn't see him anywhere.
She furrowed her brows in confusion until two arms wrapped around her slim waist. Jem looked down and recognized the tribal tattoo on the top of his right forearm as a smile crossed her lips. To tease him, she leaned back against his chest, his scent filling her nose. She placed one hand on his and the other on his forearm and grinded into him. "Well, hello to you too."
For Randy, his mind was racing every time she tried to scoot closer to him. The scent of Victoria Secret's Amber Romance filled his senses as he placed a kiss to her cheek. "Hi," she replied. She turned around in his arms, placing a hand to each bicep. They slid up his arms to the collar of his medium blue dress shirt and fixed it.
"Let's go get some drinks." She nodded and took his hand as he pushed a way for them to get to the two open barstools at the bar. They both sat, facing each other, as Jemma looked to see who was bartending.
"Nicholas!" Her "favorite" bartender, Nick, walked towards the two.
"Hey Jem. Who's this?" Randy turned to face him as a cheeky grin took over Nick's face. "I knew WWE was here this week, but I didn't think they'd be in here." Randy stuck out his hand and shook Nick's. "Jemma Rose, you have to share your secret with me." Jemma just smiled and nodded. "What can I get you two? It's on the house."
"Nick, babe, mine are always on the house."
Nick shrugged. "Two Jack and Cokes."
"Ooh he already knows what you drink, Jem." Jemma rolled her eyes as Nick took the cue to go get the drinks.
"Is he --?"
"Yeah. But he's a sweetheart." Randy nodded and watches as a smile took over her face. With his knees open, facing her, Jem placed her legs between his. "How'd you know I drink Jack and Coke?"
"Overheard you telling your brother earlier." She nodded as he extended his arm to wrap around her waist. "So what do you feel like doing after this?"
"I was actually planning on staying here for the night." She shrugged. "This is one of the better places around LA." Randy nodded and rubbed his hand up and down her bare side. Nick placed their drinks down on the bar and offered Jem a smile. Randy tossed him a ten dollar bill with a smirk and Nick walked to the center of the bar where the register was and slipped it into his tip jar.
"I was thinking. Every Sunday night, as tradition, our group goes out to some breakfast place. I was wondering if you'd want to go with me."
"Sure." Randy smirked and turned to face the dance floor. A laugh escaped his lips, causing Jemma to look in the same direction. What she saw was John sandwiched between Candice and Torrie. "That's.."
"Different." She nodded. "So," he started, "what's it like to be a pro dancer?"
"Annoying." Jem started and thought it out. "I love it. Don't get me wrong. It's just, it's very hit or miss. I mess up one thing in an audition, and I'm working doubles here to pay my rent for the month." Randy nodded. "What about yourself, Mr. Wrestler?"
"I can't complain. I knew what I was getting myself into, seeing as though it's been in my life forever." A smile took over Jemma's lips at the look of passion on his face. Just bringing it up, she could tell it was really something he loved doing. She couldn't really say the same about her career. She liked dancing. That wasn't the problem. It just wasn't what she's always wanted to do. And after doing it for six years, it starts to get a bit redundant. "I want to see what you're made of." She raised her eyebrow in confusion as he slipped a hand around her. He led her out to the dance floor, close to where John and the girls were. Randy wrapped his arm around her waist as she placed her back to his chest and starting grinding with him again. Randy's hands were placed on the waist of her jeans, slowly working their way up to her toned stomach. "Is this all you can do?"
"Here? Yeah. Other places, no. It's just weird 'cause my brothers are here."
"I guess it's good that I'm enjoying this, then." Jemma rolled her eyes and continued dancing with the St. Louis stud.
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"Jem, how are you gettin' home?" The slightly drunk brunette shrugged.
"I'll get her home." Geoff turned to Randy and saw he was close to as drunk as his sister.
"It's your ass on the line if somethin' happens to my baby sister." Randy nodded and headed out to the awaiting taxis. Johnny, Melina, Torrie and Candice went back to the hotel about an hour before everyone else decided to leave, so with the remaining people, they split up into two taxis. She slipped in next to John in the limo where John was waiting for the twosome. Randy got in on her other side, and wrapped his arm around her.
"Where are we goin' babe?" Jemma smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "John, we'll let her crash with us tonight." The West Newbury native nodded and told the driver where they were going. "Text the girls and see if they have something Jem can borrow for the night."
John nodded and sent a text message to Maria. A moment later, John's phone lit up the car with a reply from Maria. "Ria's gunna meet us at our room. She has more than enough clothes."
Randy nodded and rubbed his arm up and down Jemma's arm to keep her warm. They pulled up in front of the hotel. Randy stepped out and paid the driver before helping Jemma out. The two followed John up to the hotel room the two guys were sharing.
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