The next morning Jim and Illyria were woke up by Terry Brunk again letting them know that they needed to get up and get ready to go to the arena. "He always your usual wake-up call?" Illyria grumbled, stumbling out of the bed after sharing a kiss with Jim.

"Yeah otherwise I'd never get my ass out of bed."

"Can't have that now can we? The fans have to have their dose of the Sandman." Illyria teased him, shrieking in surprise when he lunged playfully at her and she backed away from him.

"Come here you." Jim growled, going after her.

"And if I don't?"

"Then the Sandman will haunt your dreams!"

"Too late for that Jimmy boy!" Illyria giggled, sticking her tongue out at him.

"Keep sticking that out and I'll find a way to put it to good use." He stated and Illyria stopped running around the room to stand and look at him in surprise. Jim took the moment of distraction and grabbed her around the waist. "I got ya now!"

"Oh no! Please don't hurt me Mr. Sandman...I'll do anything you want, I swear it." Illyria said in mock fear.

"Anything?" Jim asked, his eyes shining mischievously.

"Anything you want, just name it." She whispered seductively, leaning over and kissing on his neck causing him to moan.

"I want you to...get dressed so we can go to the arena." He instructed, letting her go and walking into the bathroom as he roared with laughter and Illyria stood there looking after him in shock. She sighed and grabbed her bag, finding a black knee-length skirt and a blue flowered tank top then began to change her clothes when the bathroom door came open. Illyria turned around and her mouth fell open as Jim stood there in a pair of black dress pants and a black dress shirt. "Fucking dress code." He grumbled, pulling at the collar of the shirt.

"I think you look...gorgeous." Illyria whispered, hardly able to catch her breath.

"Really?" Jim asked then chuckled. "You planning on going to the arena like that?"

Illyria looked at him confused then looked down at herself, realizing she was standing there in nothing but her bra and panties. "I was thinking about it why? You don't care, do you?" She questioned, teasing him.

"You're damn straight I do, you're mine and mine alone." Jim growled, reaching out and pulling her to him.

"Relax Jim, I was just kidding. I know I'm yours and I wouldn't have it any other way." He was just inches from kissing her when they were interrupted by a knock on the door. "Dammit!" Illyria hissed and quickly threw her clothes on while Jim answered the door.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jim demanded and Illyria turned to look at the door, wondering who he was talking to.

"I came to talk to my sister." Rob's voice spoke up and her body immediately stiffened.

"She done already told you yesterday that she doesn't want to talk to you."

Illyria heard him sigh and wondered what was going to happen next. "Look Fullington, I just came here to apologize to her so please...let me talk to her." Rob pleaded with Jim who looked around the door at Illyria and she nodded.

It was Jim's turn to sigh and he stepped aside. "She wants to see you." Illyria took a deep breath as Rob walked in the room and looked at her. "Want me to go somewhere Lyria?" Jim asked.

"No. What do you want Rob?" She questioned, walking over to the bed and sitting down so she could put her high-heels on.

"Like I told Jim...I came here to apologize. You were right, I've been way too overprotective of you and I need to step back and let you live your own life. If you're happy with him then I support you...just know that if he hurts you I'll kill him." Rob said, smiling at her and she laughed.

"I wouldn't expect any less from you big brother but as far as Jim making me happy...he does, very much so."

"I figured as much, I've never seen you fight with me so hard to keep anything before." He stated just as Jim walked over, sat down on the bed behind Illyria and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"That's what eleven years of wanting someone and finally getting them will do to a person." She said, leaning back against Jim's chest. "We should get going though, I don't want you guys being late."

"You're going to the arena?" Rob asked and Illyria couldn't stop the giggle that escaped her lips.

"Yeah I was...told that I'm going." She stated, rubbing Jim's leg and he laughed.

"I didn't want her to be stuck here by herself so Manna asked her if she was going to the arena today and she started to say she didn't know I said she was."

"Sounds like something I'd do." Rob laughed and the three of them left the room.

"Rob since we're all going to the same place why don't you ride with Jim and me?"

"Terry's riding too." Jim spoke up.

"Which one?" Illyria asked.

"Brunk."

"If you guys don't mind then...I'll ride with you."

"I don't mind, do you Jim?" She questioned, looking up at him.

"No."

"Is that my little Annie I see in the distance?" A male voice called out from across the parking lot of the hotel and Illyria's face lit up when she saw John Rechner (Balls Mahoney) coming towards her.

"John!" Illyria raced up to him and he grabbed her in a bear hug, lifting her off the ground and spinning her above his head as they both laughed. When he put her down she leaned up and gave him a quick peck on the lips like she always had but pulled away quickly in disgust. "Eww! What the hell have you been drinking?" She asked, wiping her mouth and he laughed.

"I had a shot of vodka at the bar before we left."

"No wonder, I like the taste of beer better." Illyria smirked just as Jim and Rob got to her.

"Oh you do, do you?" Jim questioned, knowing that John didn't know about them yet.

"Hell yeah! It tastes so much better."

"Well, I had a beer this morning while I got dressed so how about you kiss me and get a taste of it that way?"

"Fullington!" John exclaimed, unable to believe what he was seeing and also unable to believe Rob wasn't doing anything about it.

"You know what? I think I will!" Illyria reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. "Mmm yeah, beer is so much better! Oh John...did I forget to mention that Jim and I are together?" She asked, giggling at the shocked expression on his face.

"You little wench!" John teased and started chasing after her. Illyria screamed and started running only to run into something and fall flat on her ass.

"Ouch! Dammit." She grumbled and looked up to see Terry Brunk standing there with an amused expression on his face. "Hey Terry, fancy meeting you here." Illyria said and he laughed.

"Need some help?" Terry questioned, holding a hand out to her which she gladly took and he pulled her up.

"Thanks."

"Not a problem, who were you running from?"

"John. Jim and I decided to have a little fun with him since he didn't know about us yet." Illyria stated, smiling brightly. "Oh, by the way...Rob's riding with us." She told him as they walked back over to Rob and Jim.

"He is?"

"Yeah, he finally came around like you said he would."

"Good, I'm glad." Terry replied.

"You okay Lyria?" Jim asked and she could see him trying his best not to laugh.

"I'm fine and if you laugh...I'm cutting you off for a week."

"Right, you couldn't handle going a day without my 'big stick'." He stated and she blushed.

"Your what?" Rob asked, confused.

"Nothing!" Lyria replied a little too quickly and they all looked at her. "It's an inside joke between Sara and I that she just had to go and open her big mouth to Jim about." Terry, Rob and John all laughed at her embarrassment and she growled. "We really need to go before you guys are late."

"Yeah, you're right Annie...I'll see you guys there." John said and gave her a quick hug before heading off to his own car.

Terry, Jim, Rob and Illyria all piled in Jim's car and pulled out of the parking lot in the direction of the arena.