Just a quick note! In this fic may i remind you rko is on Smackdown, not Raw. Now Enjoy and review!


5 months later…

The divorce was final, Sara had her job back at Raw, and she hired her best friend as a full time nanny on the road. Christian called her his aunt, Aunt Sam, short for Samantha. Back in college and highschool Sara and Sam were known for making all sorts of trouble, causing mayhem and other sorts of damage.

"Hey Gorgeous" Sara heard on her second week back on the job. She turned around and saw Paul Levesque. She got up excitedly and jumped on the 37 year old hugging him tightly.

"You look great, where is that son of yours?" he asked.

"Thank you, and he's at the hotel with his nanny"

"Nanny; ay?"

"Yep" Sara said smiling. God was Paul amazingly handsome, he was the biggest superstar WWE had to offer, he was part of groups like The Click and D-Generation-X, his best friend was one of Sara's idols, Shawn Michaels, and his unique appearance and genuine charm captured the hearts of many ladies.

"Does this mean you're free tonight, because I'd love to take you out to dinner?"

Sara grinned. "The Game, The King of Kings, wants to take me out to dinner?"

He grinned back at her and nodded his head. "What do you say?"

"I say you've got yourself a date" Sara said.

"Great, after the show I'll stop by" he said, he took her hand and kissed the back of it then left.

Sara smiled watching him leave, she thought it was pretty amusing Dave Bautista, and Randy Orton had been very good friends of Paul, and for him to jump at her, made her wonder.

After the show Paul hurried to her room.

"Great vignette, too funny for words" Sara said as Paul entered the room. She collected her laptop and papers as Paul took them from her.

"I try" Paul said then winked at her.

"You succeed" Sara replied making Paul turn and flash that smile at her. That damn panty dropping smile.

"So what do we have planned?" Sara asked.

"Pizza back at my hotel room?"

"Sounds delish" Sara replied, "I'll meet you there then?" she asked putting her things in her trunk.

He nodded his head.

"Cool"

About a half an hour later, Sara ended up at Paul's hotel room door.

He tapped his foot and stared at his watch.

"I had to tend to my son, silly" she said pushing his chest so she could get inside"

"I'm joking with you, you know that" Paul said wrapping his arm around her shoulder. He pulled her into a hug, it was nice, to be held like that.

"I know everything you have been going through must be hard" he whispered.

"But when you need anything at all, I mean anything, a friend to talk to, someone to screw around with" he said then smiled as she rolled her eyes. "But no in all seriousness, I'm here gorgeous" he said.

"Thanks Paul" she said then hugged him back.

"So how is little Christian?" Paul asked as they were sitting down watching some random hbo movie.

"Good, he enjoys the road, he won't stop talking about John, he thinks he's great, he loves Carlito's hair, he's just a good kid"

"That's surprising, seeing as he's an Orton" Paul said then grinned.

Sara hit his arm playfully. "Yeah I know" she said smiling.

After they ate Sara snuggled up in Paul's arm comfortably.

"You know Gorgeous, we have a lot in common"

"We do?" Sara asked with a smile on her face.

He nodded his head yes.

"I mean we both are divorced"

"And that's the only thing"

"I'm sure there is more, I just have to get you to open up to me"

"That's not hard, I'm easy to get to" she admitted and smiled.

He pulled her closer to him then kissed her forehead. He checked the clock then sighed.

"Somethin wrong?"

"You should probably head back see Christian, can I …meet him?" Paul asked.

Sara grinned. "Of course, come on" she said standing up then putting her hand out.

"Well, I just want to do one thing first" he said.

"Okay" Sara said her hands on her hips.

He grinned back at her then leaned down and put his hand behind her neck. He kissed her lips softly then back out to see her eyes closed. He smiled then went back in to deepen the kiss. When she backed out she put her tiny hand on his cheek.

"come on" she said taking his hand.