I walked down the hall towards Phil's locker room. I wasn't even able to knock because the door was pulled open and I had a pair of arms around me when I stopped in front of it. "Oh my God, Brooke, are you okay?" Phil was panicking; he was literally shaking.

I had to smile, "I'm fine, Phil. I just had to prove a point to Mark. But I am fine and he won't bother us about Angle anymore. But about us being together I'm not so sure."

Phil looked me up and down, a little confused. Then I remembered. I was still in my gear. Just then Mark chooses a god time to walk by with my clothes and such. "Thought you might need these." He held out the bag of my stuff with a smile.

"Thanks Mark, I think I'll burn this outfit." He laughed and shook his head before he walked down the hall.

"No offence, baby, but you look creepy." Phil took in the whole package.

"What you don't like my blood red eyes, or the lose flowing black pants, with a chain belt. Not even the black and red corset top." I teased him unmercifully.

"The only thing I really don't like is your eyes. But I do love the top." He pulled me into the locker room and let me take out the contacts in my eyes. He motioned for me to come and sit with him on the couch, and I did. He didn't give me any time to rest. Once I sat down he kissed me hard and rough. "I loved watching you fight. And you pissed off. Baby that's just plain old sexy."

He kissed down my jaw to my neck and played with the flesh above my pulse. I was powerless to stop him. We had been together long enough that he knew what I liked. His hands went to the back of my top so he could loosen it. Then there was a knock at the door. Phil let out a frustrated groan.

I snickered. "Who is it?" I asked sweetly, but I knew who it was.

"The Easter Bunny, who the fuck do you think it is, let me Brooke-Lynn." I laughed harder as Phil leaned back with and exaggerated sigh.

I didn't even tighten my top back up. I just walked over to the door and let Amy in. "You are the only person that would risk life and limb to interrupt me, when I'm with my boyfriend."

"I was trying to save you from another hickey. Oh and I'm supposed to be dragging you out to your bachelorette party." I looked at her with an evil stare only reserved for when I was Angel.

"Oh hell no. I'm not going out with you. This party is for someone who will miss being single. I haven't been single in nine years, I sure don't miss it. I'm not going out." I was shaking my head because I sure as hell was sticking to my guns for this one.

"Oh yes you are, Brooke." I looked behind Amy to see Jeff, "Because the boys and I are taking Phil out for his bachelor party." It was his turn to get the evil stare.

"Why, why do you want to pull us apart? So he can watch you all get drunk and I get to do nothing." I was backing away from the two of them, trying to make them go away.

"Actually Brooke-Lynn your main party is more of a get together, tomorrow. I'm just here to keep you company while the boys take Phil out for his tonight." I looked back at Phil to see him just smiling.

"You know what you are doing, right?" I questioned, somewhat scared of what they were going to have him do.

"Yes, baby, I do. I'm going to a Rancid concert then maybe getting a new tattoo. Just the same old same old without you doing the tattoo. I promise it won't get out of control." He leaned closer to me and breathed the last sentence into my ear, "We will be continuing what we were doing when I get a chance to be alone with you."

With that promise, Phil walked out the door. I turned to Amy, "Alright Ames you have me for the evening what are we doing?"

"What are we doing? What are we doing? It is about a week before Halloween. What the hell do you think we are doing? I have all of my horror movies in my car, just waiting for the popcorn to be popped so we can really enjoy them." I smiled at that.

"Then what the hell are we still doing here?" I questioned.

"Waiting for two other people to show up." He replied.

"Who?"

"Us!" I turned towards the hallway and just about lost it. There on the wall was Trish and Lisa, or Victoria as some know her as.

I ran and jumped on them without a care as to who was watching. "Yes, when the hell did you guys get here?"

"When you were beating the shit out of Mark with your bat, which was awesome by the way. Had to finally prove you were the HBIC huh?" Lisa said.

"Honey, I've always been the HBIC, you never were." I laughed as she pretended to be mad.

"Alright you guys I do believe we have some horror movies to go watch?" Said Trish, the peace maker like always.

"I do believe you are right." Then all four of us went running down the hall like the kids we loved to pretend to be.

By the time we had finished the third Friday the 13th everyone but me was asleep on the floor of Amy's room. I smiled as it was like three in the morning. There was a soft tap on the door of the hotel room. I went to answer it and there stood Phil, waiting for me to come with him to go to bed.