"Jim I seriously do not want to do this shit." Illyria grumbled as they sat in the locker room of the arena. It was the next week and she was supposed to be making her debut after his match.

"Baby, you'll be fine. I'll be out there with you if you happen to slip but I have faith in you."

"Why can't I just go back to filing records in the damn doctor's office?"

"Is that what you really want? Do you want to leave here and what we have?"

"Well, no but...dammit Jim! I didn't want to be involved in this and you know that. I was perfectly happy with just being backstage with you by your side." Illyria explained, sighing.

"Lyria you're going to do just fine." Paul Heyman stated, walking into the room.

"I'm glad you guys are so confident in me because I'm sure as hell not confident in myself."

"You're only going out there tonight to check on Jim after his match then you have a quick interview with Joey Styles to introduce you to the fans." Paul explained and she looked at him in shock.

"Wait...you mean I have to talk out there too?"

"He's just going to ask you who you are and what your involvement with The Sandman is." Paul replied causing her to roll her eyes.

"And just who the hell am I out there?"

"You'll be going by the name of Angel, we're going to keep your relation to Rob out of the picture unless somewhere down the road he and Jim get into a feud."

"Okay, I suppose I can live with that. Who came up with that name anyway?"

"I did baby." Jim spoke up and she turned to him with a smile on her face. "It fits you."

"Well now I can't have a problem with it at all, can I?" Illyria laughed, kissing him.

"You two need to get ready cause Jim's match is up first." Paul said, giving Illyria a quick hug. "You'll do great out there, I know you will." He whispered in her ear causing her to smile again.

Illyria watched him walk out of the room then turned her attention back to Jim. "Did you do what I asked you?"

"Yeah, here it is." Jim stated, pulling one of his Sandman t-shirts out of his bag that she had asked him to have someone modify the way he wanted it to be. Illyria unfolded the shirt and after taking a look at it a big smile formed on her face. "I take it you like it then?"

"Oh yeah baby." Illyria slipped the shirt over her head that she was currently wearing and put the Sandman t-shirt on, her smile growing even bigger when it formed to her body perfectly. She then changed into a black leather mini skirt and a pair of knee-high boots. "How do I look Jim?" Illyria asked, spinning around for him and he groaned.

"Good enough that I'm seriously fucking considering skipping the damn match all together." Jim growled, pulling her roughly to him and kissing her hard.

There was a knock on the door letting him know that they had ten minutes which caused him to growl again and Illyria giggled. "Too late to change your mind now." She grabbed his kendo stick off the bench and handed it to him along with a quick kiss. "Be careful out there tonight."

"I will." Jim walked off towards where he always made his entrance after giving Illyria a quick kiss and she turned to watch his match on a monitor.

"Lyria!" Beulah called out and walked up to Illyria. "How are you doing?"

"I'm nervous as hell. I just found out from Paulie that not only do I have to go out there and check on Jim tonight but Joey's going to be talking to me to find out who I am and what my involvement with the Sandman is."

"Ah, you'll do just fine." Beulah said causing Illyria to smile.

"I sure hope so." She heard Mike Knox telling his girlfriend that she wouldn't be stripping her clothes off in front of everyone again and that he was going to take care of the Sandman for what he did to him. Jim came out and walked the length of the guardrail from one end to the other causing Illyria to hold her breath. "God, I hate it when he does that shit."

"Why?"

"Cause I'm scared he's gonna fall off there one night and bust his head open or even worse." Illyria watched as Mike Knox banged Jim's head off the announce table then began choking him out with a camera cord. "Fuck, I can't watch this shit." She buried her face in her hands as she listened to Jim struggling to breathe and get the cord off his neck.

"That part's over." Beulah said softly, rubbing Illyria's back in comfort. They get back in the ring long enough to trade some blows and for Jim to hit Knox with a Bulldog before it spills outside again. Jim grabbed his kendo stick and went to hit Mike Knox with it but he pulled Kelly in front of him and Jim knocked her out cold.

"I know I shouldn't but...I loved that." Illyria giggled causing Beulah to laugh. The two men finally get in the ring once again and Knox hit Jim with not one but two low blows making Illyria groan. "There go my plans for the night." Mike Knox quickly pinned Jim and got the three count as Illyria took a deep breath. "Well, here goes nothing." She waited for Knox to get to the back and once she got the nod from him she made her way out of the curtain and ran down to ringside where Jim was getting out of the ring. The crowd started going crazy when they spotted her and as Illyria reached Jim's side she placed her hand on his chest. "Are you okay Sandman?"

"Fine." He ground out through clenched teeth, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Help me."

Illyria nodded and took his kendo stick in one hand while she wrapped her other arm around his waist. "Come on big man, let's get you to the back."

"Sandman? Sandman!" Joey Styles voice filled the arena and both Jim and Illyria turned to him as he ran up to them.

"What?" Jim barked causing Joey to back up a few steps.

"This is the second week in a row we've seen this woman with you, can you tell us who she is and what she's doing with you?" Joey asked, moving the microphone towards him.

Jim just smirked and looked over at Illyria. "Ask her yourself."

"All right...Miss, exactly who are you and what are your ties to the Sandman?"

"Well Joey, my name's Angel and as far as my ties to the Sandman go...didn't I make that pretty clear last week when I took out Kelly? I belong to the Sandman and it'll be over my dead body before I let her or any other ho like her take my man away! Now, if you'll excuse me...I have to go take care of my man's injuries." Illyria said, winking at Joey causing the men in the crowd to go wild. The couple turned away from a stunned Joey Styles and walked to the back where they were met by Terry (Brunk), Paul Heyman, Tom and Beulah.

"Lyria that was great!" Paul exclaimed, hugging her.

"You really think so? God, I was so nervous but once all that shit started happening to Jim out there I just got so pissed that I forgot about being nervous."

"Baby?" Jim groaned and Illyria spun around.

"Oh Jim, I'm sorry!" She ran back over to him and wrapped her arm around his waist. "Are you okay?"

"I feel like I'm about to puke up my balls." He stated causing everyone to laugh.

"Terry could you run in the locker room and get our bags?"

"Yeah, sure." Terry replied and disappeared inside the locker room. He came back a few minutes later with Jim and Illyria's bags. "Here you go."

"Thanks. Come on baby let's get you back to the hotel for the night." Illyria said, smiling up at Jim. "We'll talk to you guys later, I gotta get my man back to the hotel and get him taken care of."

"You guys be careful." Beulah spoke up, hugging Illyria.

"We will...I'll call you later." She helped Jim out to the car and they made their way back to the hotel for the night.