Illyria sat in the locker room she and Jim shared singing along with 'Enter Sandman' as it played on her cd player in the corner. Her eyes were closed and she was picturing Jim doing his old entrance, singing along and even dancing a little which made her giggle but her trip down memory lane was cut short when she heard the door open and she opened her eyes to find Terry standing there. No, oh hell...I don't want you here so go away! "...Hi Terry."
"Illyria Ann are you upset with me?" Terry asked her, watching as she stood up from her position on the floor.
"N...no, why do you ask?"
"You've been avoiding me since last week and you've even avoided me tonight so what in the hell is going on?"
I dreamed we had sex, that's what! "I've just had a lot on my mind Terry. With Shane trying to get me to join RAW and with me trying to get pregnant...it's just been crazy for me." Illyria couldn't bare to look him in the eye, she hated lying to him but had no choice because the truth was far too embarrassing to tell him.
"You're lying to me, you can never look me in the eye when you lie to me so tell me the truth. I asked Fullington about it already but he told me I should speak to you."
I'm going to kick your gorgeous ass for this Jim. Illyria sighed and motioned to the couch. "Sit down Terry because trust me...you're going to be wanting to sit down when I tell you this." Please, just leave and forget this...don't make me tell you this. Illyria thought, watching him sit down on the couch.
"All right, what is it?"
Of course you wouldn't just leave and make this easy on me, damn you Terry! "I...I had a dream about us last Wednesday Terry." She whispered, blushing and he laughed a little.
"That's what this is about? The reason you've been avoiding me is a dream?"
"Terry you're not understanding what I mean, it was a dream about us...having sex." Illyria mumbled and heard him suck in a deep breath.
"Oh."
"Yeah. So now you know why I've been avoiding you...it's been a little awkward, you know?"
"I understand that Illyria Ann and I'm flattered beyond words that you had a dream about us like that but I don't want it to ruin the friendship that we have. We've been friends for years and I love you more than you'll ever know so the thought of losing you as a friend hurts me deeply." Terry admitted and she couldn't stop the little smile that formed on her lips.
"You're not going to lose me as a friend because I can't stand the thought of losing your friendship either, it's just going to take some time for me to be able to be near you without thinking about the dream." Her cell phone rang and she grabbed it out of her bag, not bothering to check the caller id. "Hello?"
"Talk to Brunk?"
"Doing that now Jim...thank you."
"Not a problem baby, I could see how much it was fucking killing you to be avoiding him like you were." Jim said and she could hear John Rechner (Balls Mahoney) and Kevin in the background.
"Tell them to shut up, you're talking to your woman." Illyria giggled and he laughed.
"Hey boys my woman said to shut up so I can talk to her."
"Tell her I said to watch it or I'll come bite her." Kevin stated and Jim roared with laughter.
"Man, you'd just be doing me a favor."
"Okay, I so don't need to be hearing this shit." John grumbled and Illyria laughed.
"You guys coming here?"
"We're on our way there but we aren't cumming there." Jim teased her and she groaned.
"Asshole, quit that shit now."
"And what are you gonna do if I don't? Threaten to hold out on me again?" Jim asked, stepping inside the locker room and turning his phone off. "You remember how well that went last time don't you?"
Illyria shivered involuntarily as the memories flooded her senses of Jim having her bent over the couch and pounding into her. "No, I won't hold out on you...I'll just make sure you aren't physically able to have sex for a while." She stated, grinning evilly when he groaned.
"Baby that ain't even nice."
"Neither is you teasing the hell out of me in front of a room full of men so bite me and I don't mean literally either...at least not right now."
"Hey Lyria? What's this?" John asked and she looked over to see him holding a ziploc bag that she recognized immediately.
"John give me that right now!"
"Ooh testy are we? Who's the creepy looking guy and does Jim know about this?"
"Of course he knows! His name is Peter Steele, he's a singer and he's not creepy looking now give it here." Illyria demanded, getting off the couch and holding her hand out.
"What the hell is it?" Terry questioned and John laughed.
"A Playgirl...1995 edition it looks like."
"Illyria Ann!"
"Oh hush up Terry, it's all right for you men to drool over Playboy mags but it's not okay for me to drool over a Playgirl magazine?"
"She's got a point." Torrie Wilson stated, stepping inside the locker room.
"Torrie! Oh my god, it's so good to see you again!" Illyria exclaimed, hugging her.
"Good to see you too Lyria, how have you been?"
"Excellent actually, all except for my run-in with your wonderful boss over on RAW."
"Yeah, I heard about that...it's good that you stuck by what you want though." Torrie said and Illyria smiled over at Jim. "So who's this guy in Playgirl you were talking about?"
"John give me the magazine." John laughed and handed her the ziploc bag which she opened and pulled out the Playgirl. "Here, that's him...big man in every sense. He's about 6'6" with a really deep voice and a really big...well, just open the mag and take a look."
Torrie giggled and did what she said, opening the magazine and her jaw dropped. "Oh my GOD!"
"Uh huh, that was the first thing I said when I saw him...along with 'my god that would hurt.'" Illyria replied, laughing.
"Lyria you're going to make us jealous baby." Jim spoke up, chuckling.
"Well, you hurt the first time too so how's that?"
"Much better."
"Too much information." John, Kevin and Terry all said at the same time.
"Okay, well I have to go get ready for the bikini thing and our match out there tonight so I'll see you soon." Torrie said, handing the magazine back to Illyria.
"Oh yeah, you're teaming up with Jim and Tom to face the two assholes and their slut. Do me a favor and kick her ass all right?"
"Anything for you Lyria." Torrie giggled, hugging her again.
"Jim I don't know about this..." Illyria trailed off as she, Jim and Tom stood at an entrance to do a run-in through the crowd. It was Illyria's first time going with him through the crowd and she was extremely nervous.
"Baby you'll be fine, no one's going to touch you...Tommy and I will make sure of it." She was about to protest even further when Jim's music started up and he took her hand as he took off running, following behind Tom. Jim had his kendo stick held high in the air as the three of the made their way towards the ring and jumped over the guard rail, Illyria suddenly understanding why Jim wanted her to wear jeans that night.
Illyria slid in the ring with Tom while Jim toasted the crowd and she and Tom checked on Torrie. "You okay sweetie?"
"Just fine Angel." Torrie replied, smiling at her.
"Good." Illyria turned around and saw Jim grabbing a microphone off the mat and took a deep breath. Don't jump him in front of all these people.
"YO! You three, us three...right here, right now!" Jim yelled and dropped the microphone which was Illyria's cue to get out of the ring.
Yo? Jim, honey, I love you but you're a little too old to be saying that. Illyria thought, giggling.
Knox, Test and Kelly Kelly all got up on the ring apron but Knox and Test dropped off, leaving just Kelly Kelly and Torrie ran over to her, grabbed her by the hair and drug her in the ring. Jim and Tom stood in the corner, watching and laughing for a minute until the bell rang and then they got out to stand where they were supposed to and Illyria moved to stand behind Jim on the floor.
The lights in the arena suddenly went out and Illyria freaked a little but she stood her ground, grabbing on to Jim's pants leg to let him know she was still there. The lights came back on as quick as they went off and Illyria stepped back, shrugging when Jim looked down at her in question.
When the lights came back up Kelly Kelly was sitting in the corner so Torrie hiked up her bikini bottoms and gave her a stink face while Jim clapped and Illyria giggled. Test jumped in the ring so Torrie quickly tagged in Tom much to Test's dismay. Test and Tom went at it for a couple of minutes with Test getting a two count on Tom before Jim jumped in and broke it up leading to Test and Knox double-teaming Tom. They faked a tag which led Mike Knox to be the legal man and he focused mainly on Tom's back.
Mike Knox eventually tagged Test back in and he beat on Tom for a few minutes before going for the Pumphandle Slam but Tom reversed it and hit him with a Neckbreaker. Tom finally got a tag into Jim who stormed the ring laying both Knox and Test out with one left hand punch after another. He turned his attention to Knox and began laying punches on him which left him open to an attack by Test from behind but he reversed the attack and hit a White Russian Leg Sweep on Test then a Release Vertical Suplex on Mike Knox before going up top and hitting the Rolling Rock Senton Bomb.
Good lord, he's pulling out all the stops on this one. Illyria thought, smiling a little. He covered Knox and got a two count before Test pulled him out of the ring and Illyria watched in horror as Test picked him up and went to ram him head first into the ringpost but Jim dropped off his shoulder just in time and shoved Test into the ringpost instead much to Illyria's delight and relief.
Jim then rolled back in the ring and went up top with Mike Knox in the corner but Knox shoved him off causing him to land hard on his back then Knox went for a leg drop and Jim moved out of the way just in time. He then tagged in Tom who hit Mike with a Spike DDT and covered him for the win as Illyria checked on Jim.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Jim got in the ring and hugged Tom while Illyria and Torrie got in as well, the four of them celebrating the major victory before heading to the back.