The next morning Illyria woke up with the headache and hangover from hell. That's the last time I let John talk me into a drinking contest. She thought and groaned as she turned over to cuddle up to Jim but the sight that lay next to her caused her eyes to shoot open and she screamed.
"Woman what the fuck is your problem?"
"Scotty what the hell are you doing in my bed?" Illyria threw the covers back and jumped out of bed, looking down at herself in shock. "And why the fuck am I naked?" Scott stood up and she groaned again when she saw that he was naked as well. "Oh god! What did we do?"
"Honey if I have to explain it to you..." He trailed off, smiling evilly.
"Scotty shut the hell up!" Illyria snapped, grabbing her t-shirt and slipping it over her head. "Why are you in mine and Jim's room and where the hell is he anyway?"
"I don't know where he is." Just as he finished that sentence they heard a key card being slid in the door and Illyria's head snapped around.
"Shit." The door opened and Jim walked in, a smile on his face until he saw Illyria standing by the bed half naked and Scott completely naked.
"What the fuck is this?" Jim growled as Scott pulled on a pair of jean shorts.
"Baby I can explain..."
"You son of a bitch!" He yelled and lunged for Scott but Illyria stepped in between them.
"Jim, don't. Scotty's been your friend for years...don't let this ruin your friendship. I'm the one who cheated on you so if you're going to hate anyone...hate me."
"You didn't cheat on me Lyria." Jim said, smiling down at her and she looked up at him in confusion.
"I didn't?"
"No, Levy wanted to play a practical joke on you." He explained and she heard Scott chuckling behind her. Without saying another word she turned around and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Illyria slid down the door and sat down on the floor, her whole body shaking with anger. She felt someone trying to open the door but pushed back against it so they couldn't get in. "Lyria, baby, let me in there."
"No."
"Honey let us in." Scott spoke up and she rolled her eyes. Illyria stood up and opened the door then moved away from it and sat on the bathroom counter.
"Baby what's wrong?" Jim asked, walking over to her and laying his hand on her shoulder but she just shrugged him off.
"Don't fucking touch me Jim." Illyria growled. She saw Scott coming towards her out of the corner of her eye and shook her head. "You either Scotty. I'm too pissed off at the both of you right now."
"Why?" Jim questioned.
"Because of your guys' idea of a practical joke! I thought I had actually cheated on you Jim and it scared the hell out of me."
"Baby...I'm sorry. I didn't fucking think of it that way and I should have."
"He's right honey, I'm sorry too." Scott stated and she nodded. "You forgive us?"
"I shouldn't but...yes." There was a knock on the door and after Jim passed a look to Scott he walked out of the bathroom to answer it. "What's going on Scotty?"
"What do you mean honey?" He asked as they walked out of the bathroom.
"Don't give me that. I saw the look you two gave each other."
"It's done." Terry Gerrin said, stepping into the room.
"What's done?" Illyria questioned but before anyone could answer her, her cell phone rang. "Hello?"
"Lyria! Have you heard?" Beulah asked, trying to catch her breath.
"Heard what? And why do you sound like you can barely breathe?"
"I ran to the nearest phone to call you...Terry Gerrin beat the shit out of Manna, they're taking him out in an ambulance as we speak."
"He did what?" Illyria gasped, looking over at Terry who knew right away what she just found out. "Beulah I've got to go. He's here right now and I'm gonna kick his ass." She stated causing Beulah to laugh.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later."
Illyria hung up the phone and glared at Terry. "Are you fucking insane?"
"Baby..."
"No Jim. He shouldn't have done this and you know it."
"Lyria it was my idea." Jim said and she turned to look at him in shock. "Baby you know as well as I do that he deserved every bit of that ass kicking that he got and I wasn't about to sit back and watch you being scared of what he might do. There was nothing I could do without getting in trouble so..." He trailed off.
"So you went and got someone from the federation that Vince McMahon hates with a passion and had him do it. Not just some ordinary someone but one of our closest friends. Jim what the hell were you thinking?"
"I was thinking that I was protecting my woman, the woman that I love from a man that she feared the best way I knew how. I'm sorry if it pisses you off that I asked Terry to do it but I will not apologize for protecting you."
"I'm not asking you to...I don't want you to, I just don't want to see Terry get into trouble." Illyria stated.
"Little Lyria I'm not going to get into trouble." Terry spoke up.
"And just how do you know that?" She asked, turning to him.
"That was Beulah on the phone wasn't it?" He questioned and Illyria nodded. "Tommy was the only one around when I did it, he made sure of it. No one is going to believe Manna when and if he says that I beat the shit out of him because they all know what he did to you. If they do happen to believe it they'll know exactly why it happened without even having to ask so don't worry."
"Fine. I guess I owe you a big thank you lunch then huh?" Illyria teased and he laughed.
"Sounds good to me." Illyria finished getting dressed real quick then the four of them left the hotel room to head downstairs and get some lunch.