Becca's phone rang out Chyler's ring tone.

"Hey Chickie how was your night with Le?"
"Non-existent after we left your room he said the moment had passed and left in a huff."
"damn I'm sorry."
"No worries it's not your fault our timing sucks."
"We are putting the hammer down on evil perverted bastard boss tonight right?"
"Yup."
"God."
"What?"
"John found the riding crop you bought me for the bridal shower I thought I'd hid it and he has that look in his eye… John Felix Anthony you hit me with that you are a dead man! Ow damn it!"
"He got you didn't he."
"Yes… seriously Johnny be nice I'm not in a kinky mood."
"Have fun with Master Cena I will come to your dressing room tonight to layout our plan."
"Okay bye Love you."
"Ditto."

An hour later
"I wished there was a way I could help Becca and Leland." she said looking up at John as she lay with her head resting on his stomach. "On a side note I love this bed."
"The wife wants a California King got it… maybe you can help them I think all they need to do is talk just get them in a confined space."
"What do you suggest I do lock them in a closet?" he raised his eyebrows at her and smiled. "Could work…Leland would be easy just talk to him I know he wants to talk to her he told me when he was keeping me from killing my boss just get him in on it lie say you need something for him to get and just give Becca a nice little shove, I've got the muscles to hold the door closed until you can bar it."
"You're devious but I like it." she picked up her cell phone to call him.

At the arena
"Is you're dressing room always so full?' leland asked Chyler as Dave Batista glen Jacobs randy Becca and Maria all filed in
"Yeah the guys didn't visit my dressing room much when we dated out of some weird respect for john."
"Remind me not to piss off the big mean evil lookin' dude!"
"You mean Glen he is just a big teddy bear aren't you glenny?"
"John I told you to tell your woman to quit callin' me that."
"shit you should know by now she doesn't listen to me…baby I need the toilet paper their isn't any in here there that supply closet down the hall." yelled through the closed door.
And with perfect timing, Maria said Vince needed Becca.
"Leland will you go with me in case I can't reach the TP."
"Sure Chy."

Chyler followed leland to the closet and stood outside the door while leland got the paper when Becca walked by to go tend to vince john walked behind her shoving her in the closet with leland and held the door closed while Chyler locked it.
They high fived each other "damn we are good it's a good thing I knew you where lying Chyler said Laughing as Becca screamed and cursed and twisted the knob and beat on the door. "We aren't letting you guys out till you talk so you'd best start because you're trapped." Chyler said, "I hate you" Becca replied.
"I know and I'm fine with that now talk to paint by numbers boy."Chyler said "we are leaving you guys alone for awhile so don't try asking for help everyone is in on this." john said.

"I can't believe she fucking did that!" Becca screeched as she fumbled for the string to pull on to make the light come on. "shit, I broke a fucking nail!" Becca wailed with sadness and Leland sucked his cheeks in, trying to keep himself calm.
"It's right here!" Leland snapped as she continued to fumble for the string for the light. He flicked a switch on the wall and he saw Becca looking sheepish as she sat on the floor of the cramped supply closet.
"This place is fucking gross." Becca mumbled and Leland let in an exasperated breath. "My dress is going to be all wrinkled and shit." Leland looked down at her delicate white linen dress. "Not to mention Vince is going to throttle me when I don't show up."
"Would you shut the fuck up? It's always about you, isn't it?" Leland barked and Becca looked over and saw the bead of sweat rolling down his cheek.
"Oh god, Leland, I'm sorry. I forgot you were claustrophobic." She stood up, grabbed a roll of paper towels, and dabbed Leland's face with one of the sheets. "Just breathe, you'll be fine, baby."
"I can't fucking breathe..." Leland mumbled as Becca came close to him. He could smell her rose scented body mist and the sweet smells of her lips. "I can't breathe, Becca. I fucking can't get a breath. I'm going to die, I am fucking dying, aren't I?" Leland was panicking and Becca touched his shoulder, but it just made him sweat harder and pant more as he fought hard to gain a breath.
"CHYLER! LELAND'S FREAKING OUT. OHMIGOD, LET US OUT!" Becca banged on the door, but no response came. Leland was on the floor, his face red and Becca crouched beside him and held him close to her. "Breathe baby. Breathe with me. Pretend it's some tantric sex thing where we have to breathe together."

Leland smiled to himself as he buried his face into Becca's shoulder, shielded by her hair. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her frame and he smiled when she turned her face to meet his. Her lips parted slightly and when they opened wider, she was about to say something, Leland placed a crushing kiss onto her lips, almost bruising her. As they were kissing, Leland took in a deep breath with Becca and when they finally came apart, he opened his mouth to say something and he got the same treatment back. Her lips banged hard against his and he grimaced a little when his lips bashed into his teeth. He tasted a little blood and like always, he opened his mouth and felt Becca's warm tongue come into his mouth and she giggled when she tasted the acrid flavor of blood.

"Mmm, I love that taste." Becca whispered when Leland ended the kiss. HIs lungs and brain were screaming for oxygen, it was as if he had forgotten how to breathe with her on his lips. "It's like you purposefully made me taste it." Becca teased and Leland smiled and lightly licked her lips, tasting the tangy flavour of Dr. Pepper lip balm.
"Confession time, I purposefully do it. I purposefully love the taste of blood in my mouth just so you'll get soaking wet when you taste it." Leland rolled his eyes and Becca giggled and tucked a loose piece of hair behind her ear.
"So why do you think they locked us in here? Chyler knew about last night..." Becca cut herself off when Leland's ears went red and he lowered his head. "I didn't mean to bring that up..."
"It wasn't anything you did. damn girl, you make me really hard and it's hard to come with you because I want to fuck you all night long..."
"You've never lost one before with Chyler..." Becca murmured and Leland's heart panged when she said that.
"Hey, I love you, not Chyler. I love Chyler but I am in love with you. You silly goose, I want to be with you. Why else would I have Chyler lock us in a closet?" Leland's eyes were twinkling when Becca looked up and her face changed from surprise to anger.
"Leland Blane Chapman! How in the hell could you do this to me?" She snapped and she clawed at Leland's chest, smacking him lightly and when Leland caught her hands, she stopped fighting and looked into his brown eyes.
"Marry me." Leland mumbled and Becca's eyes nearly fell out of her skull when he said that. "Becca, please marry me. Make me as happy...if not happier than John is with Chyler. Be my special girl for always." Leland got up on a knee and Becca's eyes were misting with tears.
"I can't..." Becca said with her eyes threatening to spill over.
"What?" Leland asked aghast. He hadn't planned for her to say no.
"You haven't asked me." She teased and Leland felt her stand up and Leland grabbed her hand.
"Becca, will you please marry me and make me the happiest man in the world?" Leland asked with determination and Becca nodded to him. Leland withdrew the black ring box from his pocket and placed the square cut diamond ring on Becca's finger. He didn't even give her time to examine the ring before he stood up with her and had her dress unzipped.
"So I have to pleasure you as your reward?" Becca joked as Leland tugged on his jeans, trying hard to get them off.
"No, we pleasure one another." Leland moaned huskily into her ear. "You really need to start wearing panties..." Leland laughed again as he reached down to touch her. He was felt her moist lips and he smiled when she exhaled in pleasure as Leland spread the lips gently and touched her clit.

Leland kissed Becca's lips gently as he lightly caressed her clit, his fingers soon becoming sticky between her legs. The longer he pleasured her, the slicker his fingers became and soon he could feel her silky fluid dripping from his fingers as he removed them from her body. He stopped rubbing her and she was like dead weight in his arms, the pleasure becoming so intense for her. Leland kissed her passionately and Becca's eyes opened slowly, the haze of sexual satisfaction clouding her normally bright eyes. Her lips were full and her breasts were more swollen than before. Leland knew for a fact that her pussy was swollen, he could feel the intensity of the blood flooding to her lower regions.

Becca grumbled with pleasure as Leland swiped the contents off the third shelf from the floor, rolls of toilet paper and paper towels falling to the floor, meeting with packets of liquid soap and powdered cleansers. Fortunately, they stayed closed, Leland knew that the liquid soaps and cleansers would irritate Becca's sensitive skin and then the game would be over once again, just like the night before. Leland wrenched his cock painfully from his stomach, the impressive shaft so full of blood that it was sticking straight up out of his boxers. When he lowered his boxers to his ankles, his cock fell quickly and the change in position made him ache. As he touched the shaft to bring it to her opening, blood surged into the thick pulsing vein and Leland's knees buckled slightly at the sheer delight it gave him.

"Oh please tell me you're not going to come on yourself." Becca hissed under her breath, Leland shook his head, and as punishment, he slammed his cock into her hard. Normally he was gentle in the beginning, only allowing his cockhead in a fraction, to allow her body to become accustomed to such a thick object being put into her. "Dammit, Leland." She groaned as that surge of arousal from his roughness settled in her belly.
"You like that?" Leland murmured into her ear as he lightened his strokes inside of her. Her body was so much in need of him that there wasn't any resistance as he pushed inside of her. "fuck you are so damn wet, Becca." Leland kissed her neck and lightly scratched the skin with his teeth, making her shriek with pleasure as he did another hard thrust, taking his cock from the tip of the head to his balls in a fraction of a second. Leland was as deep as he could possibly be, he tried to get deeper, if her could saturate her body with his, making them one, he would have in a heartbeat.
"Oh baby, I am going to come!" Becca cried out as Leland continued his hard thrusts into her, the shelving unit she was sitting on wobbling dangerously with each thrust. Leland had to stop when she was close to her orgasm to shove a bottle of window cleaner back onto the shelf, the strength of his thrusts bringing objects on the brink of falling from the unit.
"Come...please fucking come." Leland panted as his orgasm was coming. He wanted to come with her, to make their union a memorable one. He wanted to take this moment from being in a stank and crappy closet into one of bliss, where they shared their first powerful simultaneous orgasm.

Leland was thrusting harder and his left hand was on his balls, gently squeezing them to make him come. He kept muttering to himself to speed up and he thought of everything he could to make him come. He remembered the first time he saw Becca, the first time they made love in Amsterdam and the night before on the floor in his suite. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest and the numbness coming to the rest of his body, all the sensations possible going to his cock. He started to pant and he noticed that Becca's eyes were squeezed tight and he held in a laugh when he heard her whispering for her to slow down her orgasm. They both wanted this so bad for the other that at first neither realized that their partner was thinking the same thing.

"shit BECCA!" Leland howled when he felt her long nails digging into his ass cheeks. She had grabbed him hard on the ass as she was coming and the feel of her nails penetrating his skin set him off. He felt the delicious, undescrible feel of his orgasm, and the feel of his release made his eyes blurry.
"Mmm, I love you. I love you, my husband-to-be." Becca mumbled as she kissed Leland's neck. When he caught his breath, she pulled his chin towards her and kissed his lips hard, their softness pressing against Leland's harder lips.
"I can't wait until you say "I love you, my husband"..." Leland replied, still breathless from their actions.
"And I cannot wait to be your wife. Shall we get dressed and blast open the door?" Becca asked as she pushed Leland's sweaty hair onto his back.
"That sounds like a wonderful plan. CHYLER LET US OUT!" Leland called and Becca smacked his shoulder when the door opened after they were dressed and the hallway was empty, completely barren of their friends.

"Where'd they go?" Becca asked leland
"I don't know Lets go check the dressing room."
They found them make out on the couch
"You left me in your dust to go make out with cena I'm hurt…" Leland said
"Well technically it wasn't her dust I sent randy to let you out because I had her is distracted." John replied smirking
Becca strolled in behind Leland and Chyler caught sight of her ring. She jumped up hugging them both. "Congrats you guys… I am so glad you got everything worked out." "Me too." Becca replied.

Twenty minutes later they had laid out there plan got Chyler's mom out of the audience and made their way to the ring. Once they had stepped inside Becca realized how intimidating this was.
'Its ok Becca just let John do the talking and breathe." Chyler whispered reading her expression.
"Vince get your sorry ass out here I haven't finished with you yet." John said Vince's music blared on and out he came. "what do you want you dumb meat head?" he replied mic in hand at the top of the ramp "You know your little blackmail you have been trying to pull on my wife and her friend its stops now or we not only tell but we show the world what you did to Chyler last night."
"You can prove nothing!" he screamed running down the ramp and into the ring "Oh we can prove it we have a little tape of our own just like yours except ours has audio." Chyler said. Speaking for the fist time the crowd went wild again. "YOU wouldn't you can't there are laws."
"Dare us "Becca replied speaking for the first time when Vince lunged at the girls Leland stood in front of the girls along with John.
"OH look bounty boy and my cash cow are going to protect their whores."
"Touch my wife ONE more time I WILL kill you right here in front of god and everybody." John said menacingly
"And your right there are laws Vince and you've broken lots of them with your blackmail and tape so unless you want my daughter and her friend to own your company you let them out of their contracts nice and easy or I can and will take you for everything you've got." Alana said
"It pays to have one of the best defense attorneys in the country as your mama." Chyler cooed sweetly at him smiling evilly at him. "Your cash cow quits I'd rather mow lawns than work for you…sue me for breach of contract I don't give a shit." john said shocking Chyler. "Let's leave guys Leland stated.

Four years later

John was working for a smaller wrestling brand and was kind of the flagship for TNA the smaller brand located near their home in Florida. Chyler had her own boutique and was debuting her fashion line at L.A. fashion week Chyler and john had a three-year-old daughter Tatum and a son the way. Chyler was extremely busy getting the house ready for the new baby and the fashion show so when Chyler called Becca crying during their weekly phone calls saying her assistant had quit the week before the fashion show Becca had come down to help out with everything.

Becca had gone to the airport to pick up Leland he was walking in the show tonight along with some other friends.

When they pulled up to the store Leland got two year old Jessica out of her seat.
The closer Becca and Leland got to the store the louder John and Chyler's fighting became. "Ouch this one is bad huh?" Leland said to Becca as they watched their friends scream at one another as their child sat crying on the couch. Leland opened the door to the boutique with his free hand.
"It's always my fault isn't it its not like I do every goddamn thing myself I asked you to watch her for an hour not all night just an hour." Chyler yelled Leland handed Becca Jessica. "Whoa you two calm down. What happened… do you two even see Tatum crying?"
"God I didn't even realize…I'm a terrible mother."
"No your not you are just distracted." Becca said
"I didn't even here my own baby crying."
"neither did I." john said quietly as he walked over to where Chyler held the pretty little girl her light brown curls fanning out against Chyler's shoulder her blue eyes cloudy tear tracks down her face that reflected a mix of John and Chyler.
"No more fighting be nice to each other." Tatum demanded of them that they didn't fight often it was due to stress. "Make up! You always make me and drake hug and say sorry when we fight." john leaned down and kissed his daughters temple.
"You drive a hard bargain little one hug your mama?" he said in mock disbelieve he scrunched up his face for comic effect even causing a smile to tug at Chyler's lips. He hugged her child sandwiched in between them. "Daddy you are squishing me again." He loosened his grip a little" right sorry baby." john kissed the top of Chyler's head "we cool?" "Yeah we are fine." Chyler said "Chy wanna get some air with me?" Leland asked "Sure."

They had been walking awhile in silence Leland's arm thrown companionably around her shoulders when he asked, "What's up Chy? I know that wasn't your average fight you were livid."
She sighed tiredly "I am really stressed what if everything bombs? I have tons to do. I have to alter half the stuff because my last assistant Dana was a dumb ass and got the measurements wrong, I still have to do the seating arrangement and have no one to put the runway together by eight even with Becca's help things are crazy. So I ask him to watch Tate for an hour so I can at least do the damn seating thing in peace but he has to go to the gym before the show because he won't have access to a good gym because of being on the road… and I never let him take Tatum anymore because last time she dropped a dumbbell on her foot and nearly broke a toe. I know he's just stressed because he's away more now and I'm not with him all the time. The gym could of waited I needed him."
"I agree. Number one you are not going to bomb you will be a huge success I think Becca has her eye on a pair of jeans that are gonna put me out 200 bucks if that's any indication. Two Beth can watch Tatum she's already in town with my dad for the show Becca and I are leaving Jessie and Maria and DL are leaving Blake with them. Three the run way will be put together in time I promise. Four go lock your self in a room finish the alterations and Becca will do the seating chart."
"Thank you." She hugged him tightly.
"For?"
"Reminding me the world is not going to come to an end. I miss you you know. I keep my distance for Becca I don't want her to see something that's not there and to keep john from climbing the walls with jealousy."
"I know I do the same thing but we should talk more it won't hurt anything. After all we are not randy and Becca."
"That's right I forgot they no longer speak he's here you know walking the runway. Four years is a long time to not even say so much as boo to each other. Randy's gonna want to clear the air he's trying to make some changes in his life. You okay with that?"
"Yeah I trust Becca."
"Well wanna head back I'm gonna get john to get a bunch of guys to gather if he can put a wrestling ring together he can put together a runway easy." Chyler said
"Sure he can do that? The ring thing I mean?" Leland said
"One of the many useful things about Johnny. He jokes that he'll stay in the business as long as he can even if it means the grunt work. God I hoe he's joking I don't want to fly from city to city at eighty."

At the fashion show an hour before show time
Becca came running up to Chyler as she discussed the lighting with the tech.
"Ok I gave the seating chart to the head usher, the models are in make up the redheaded intern is steam out clothes we are going to pull this off Chy."
"Thank you so much for all your help becks."
"No problem you're my friend you needed me."
"Now I am going to do this because I'm your friend and you need to close things with randy the right way he's here to walk in the show but he wants to talk to you."
Becca turned and saw him walk towards her in just jeans.
"God will he always have this effect on Me." she whispered to Chyler "Yeah probably… it doesn't mean your weak though it's just a chemical reaction."
"You're married to your chemical reactant." "Yes I did and so did you but it doesn't mean we aren't immune to a perfect male specimen. Physical perfect I mean."
"I'm leaving now remember it's merely chemicals."
"Hey Becca, you look great your hair looks good long like that."
"That's nice but what do you want randy?"
"Does he make you happy?"
"Yes completely." he nodded
"I just want you to know I'm sorry for messing things up for you and for cheating on you and for putting you last when loving you was all that really mattered I get that now that all success in my business and materials things don't matter compared to people."
"Are you happy randy?" Becca didn't know why she asked she just did
"I'm trying. Will you please be my friend? I need that back."
"Yes I think I can handle friendship now." he stepped up kissed her fore head. "See ya round Sugar." and walked away

Later the show was success and they all went to dinner. Chyler looked back on the turns her life had taken. Life was unpredictable but it all got her here surrounded by her loved ones and happy. At the end of her life, she knew she'd tell god she had a hell of a time.