Enemy

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Shalimar grabbed the sheet, clutching it desperately as the trio looked on in disbelief. Jordan nudged Randy, whom she knew would better calm her teammate.

"Hey, man. Let's go get a drink-"

"No, dude." Brennan was already moving when a large arm caught him. His voice remained calm. "Let me go…"

"I can't do that." Orton replied. "It wouldn't be good for either of you." The elemental was shaking so, that sparks began to form in his eyes. Randy only tightened his grip. "I know what you can do, Mulwray. And trust me, I respect it. But if you try it with me…I'm putting you down." They all knew that Randy putting someone 'down' was dangerous. Soon, Hunter was stepping in front of the woman.

"Go back inside, Shal." He groaned.

"Listen to him." The elemental spat. "Don't watch your fuck toy get his ass kicked- again!"

"That's where you're wrong." Hunter replied. Before they knew it, a large pitcher of water flew threw the air. The glass crashed just passed his head, but the liquid hit its target. "If you're throwing anything, it'll be blows…"

"No shit!" The elemental managed to break from Randy and charged Hunter, knocking both the man and the cart into the room.

"Hunter! Brennan! Stop it!" Shalimar yelled. Soon Randy was back in it, getting between the two men.

"What the hell!" Jordan looked up from her place by the door to see Jesse standing there. The molecular rolled his eyes before jumping in. "Cool it! Vince heard this one! He's on his way over!"

"No…'Vince' is here." The older man groaned. Randy held onto Hunter as Jesse caught Brennan. Their boss scanned the room, till his eyes hit the blonde standing behind the larger wrestlers. "I take it, you had something to do with this?" Shalimar couldn't find an answer to save her life. "How about you, Jordan?" He smirked while turning to face her.

"We were talking in the hall," She began. "Randy and Jess came in to break it up."

Vince looked from one person to the other, his mind still taking in just what Adam had created. The fact that he was the only 'true' human in the room left the man in awe. "Alright." He began. "We'll talk about this tomorrow."

"That's it?" Jesse asked surprised.

"Wanna press your luck, Kilmartin?" The older man groaned. "Every one who's not staying in this room needs to leave. Does that include you, Fox?"

Shalimar eyed the man as Randy let go of Hunter. "…No…" The look on Brennan's face broke her heart all over again. Vince simply shrugged it off.

"Fine. Mulwray, Hunter, in my office when we hit the next city. I'm not risking an injury on the roster." With that, the older man waited till everyone exited before walking over to Jordan. "Keep your friends under control. They're good athletes. Don't let personal lives kill them professionally. Got it?"

"Got it…" She waited till the chairman walked off before turning to Randy. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, fine…But I'm not sure about your friend there." The woman turned to see Brennan and Jesse talking. The elemental was ready to punch holes in the wall. "Randy, why don't we do a rain check on breakfast?"

"I don't know. Kilmartin is probably better for him right now."

Jordan frowned up at him. "Why would you say that?"

"I've been in that situation. The last thing that man needs is one ex that was good to him hanging around while he's getting over the wrong one. It'll keep reminding him of what he gave up." The large man threw his arm around her as they turned in the other direction. "Let's go change and get that breakfast. If you give him awhile, he'll appreciate it.

TWO DAYS LATER…

"Again?" Lexa sighed as she and Jesse sat in a nearby restaurant. "Fighting twice in two days? Over Shalimar? How did Hunter know to throw water on Brennan? And what the hell is she doing to them?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." The molecular smirked. His blue eyes danced at the woman over their respective dinners. The brunette rolled her eyes as he chomped on a French fry.

"Aren't we funny, especially when we both know what I can do."

"Don't we."

"But I know something else…" She grinned while leaning into him. "If a certain molecular keeps making jokes, he won't see what I can do for a very long time."

"Point taken." He said, sobering up. "But we still have a problem. Shalimar and Brennan aren't talking at all. We need to get them communicating again."

"I still can't believe she slept with Hunter." The woman said. "And stayed with him after they were found out! There's no way she and Brennan are getting back together."

"Now that, I don't believe." Jesse replied. "I still think H isn't an open book. There's something he's not telling her."

"May-be, but their connection is serious. Feral or not, Shalimar left the man she wanted for two years to be with one she basically just met. Not to mention she's still strung out over Jordan."

"What do you mean by that?" Jesse asked as he sat back.

"Let's be honest Jess." Lexa began. "If Jordan were here or not, Shal and Hunter still would have hooked up. She's using J as an excuse when the truth is that the woman can't control her feral side. Not in this situation."

Blue eyes scanned the woman as he chewed thoughtfully on the last of his burger.

"I agree."

"What?"

"I agree with you."

"Seriously," Lexa replied. "No 'this is Shal! How can you say that?'"

"No. When we realized just what type of environment we were in, we all questioned how she would adjust. She did go into heat her first day here…so what would happen if we were to take he out of it?"

"You mean like an experiment?"

"Yeah. Give her and Brennan, say a few days alone, away from anything having to do with Hunter or the WWE. It'd be a struggle, but I think it would work."

"But you forgot one thing." Lexa added. "Shal and Hunter's feral hormones have them connected. If they were separated for more than two days, one would break down everything to find the other."

"I know." He added before throwing down a napkin. "But it's worth a shot."

Lexa eyed her half eaten plate as Jesse stole a French fry. "You're right. If anybody's worth it, it's them.

"This is the second time in two days you two have come to blows!" Vince growled. "I want my fights in the ring, not the hallways of hotels! Since you two want at each other, you're in the ring, tonight!"

Hunter and Brennan exchanged glances as the older man talked. The room sat thick with tension as Vince continued. "And make it good! Jordan will have you scripts and Shalimar won't be at ringside. And if either of you fight each other again, you'll be fined! I'm not suspending good wrestlers who bring in large crowds, so don't prove me wrong. Got it?"

"Got it…" The men mumbled. Brennan left the room first. Vince caught Hunter's shoulder, stopping the man.

"Keep an eye on your girlfriend and her friends." He began. "And remember what I told you."

"Right…" Triple H grinned. "Don't worry Vince, they're on the radar."