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-May 29, 2010; Morning of Supershow; Third Person-
"She's going to become a mother to one of these guys." Ted stated and everyone at the table agreed, "I don't know who it will be though."
"Windham's the youngest..." Mike offered.
"Joe might struggle being away from Missy and the kid." Randy countered and people shrugged.
"As the one Claire treats like a kid, I say it'll be Lucky."
"Why Lucky?" Ted questioned with a confused face.
"Just what I think." The young man said as he fiddled with the food on his plate.
"I," Gwen spoke, causing Cody to grit his teeth – he was angry that she had just assumed she could still hang around his friends – "think that Kevin will become that person. She's dating Mike, and Kevin is Mike's Rookie. She'll spend too much time with him to not get attached."
"I still say Lucky." Cody bit down harshly on his pancake.
"Speak of the Devil." Claire walked into the diner and smiled widely when she spotted her best friend. As fast as she could without being a nuisance, Claire ran up behind Ted's chair and hugged him around the neck, "I missed you, too." He laughed as he hugged what he could of her arms.
"Randal!" she said as she did the same to the tattooed man. She skimmed her eyes right over Cody, she blew a kiss to John and Melina, before turning her attention to Gwen and kissed both of the girl's cheeks. "Damn, I missed you guys!" she exclaimed, sitting down next to her boyfriend. "Can I?" she asked Mike and motioned to his almost empty plate of pancakes, which he pushed her way and told her she could eat them.
"You're ignoring me, right?" Cody asked as he watched Claire eat her pancakes. She looked up at him for a second and sighed.
"Yeah, I guess I am. The reason? You're a dickhead et je déteste tu."
"That's a bit of an overreaction." His complaint fell on deaf ears as Claire started up a conversation with Ted. He stole a quick glance at Gwen who was laughing silently to herself.
-June 1, 2010; Smackdown Taping; Claire's POV-
I raked a hand desperately through my hair, clearly panicking. I turned to John and watched as he shrugged and shook his head. Kipp wasn't at the arena yet.
"I know this is just a practice run, but he has no reason to be late!" I exclaimed, "What if he's late next week, John?" the Pro pulled out his iPhone and once again called the Rookie. "I swear, if any of you guys Do this to me when we have a show, I'll have your head." I promised and they nodded. "Where is he?"
"Traffic." I shook my head and dug the palms of my hands into my eyes. "I'll talk to him, Claire, and make sure it doesn't happen again."
I told the Rookie's to go off and find something to occupy their time because there wasn't much use talking to them if one of them was missing.
I pushed myself on top of one of the packing crates and sighed.
"You alright there, ma'am?" I looked up and saw Kevin Kiley standing in front of me with his hands in his jean pockets.
"I'm finding out that, not even one week into the show, I'm not cut out for this job." I laughed nervously, "All I had to do this week was make sure you guys got here on time and I can't even do that. How am I supposed to run an entire show?"
"Kipp being late isn't your fault," Kevin said with a small laugh, "That guy's always late, I actually can't remember the last time he was on time, to be honest."
"That doesn't help! That just means he'll be late every week!" I groaned, "Oh god." With a deep breath, I jumped off of the crate, "He can't be late every week, if he's late every week he's going to go nowhere. And I don't want that to happen, you all deserve a shot and his punctuality – or lack thereof – is going to be the cause of his premature demise."
"Do you always use big words or just when you're stressed?"
"Big words? I am not using large words, this is how I speak. I apologise for your inability to comprehend my vast lexicon." I smirked at his confusion, "That was on purpose."
"I kind of f-" she has no problem with secrets; she knows how to keep them.
"Excuse me, I have to take this."
-Kevin Kiley's POV-
Claire disappeared with her phone, but she only went around the corner – just out of my line of sight. I could still hear every word she was saying, understanding it was a different problem. She was speaking fluent French and, from what I could tell of her tone, she wasn't very happy.
Out of everything she was saying, I only understood 'Benji' and I assumed it was her brother. I had not only done my research on Mike, but also on Claire... That makes me sound like a creepy stalker, but the internet makes it way too easy.
When she eventually came back around the corner, I pretended that I hadn't just been listening to her conversation. She sighed in exasperation, pulled the strap of her handbag back up her shoulder and gave me a half-assed smile.
"Where are you off to?" I asked as I followed her.
"Home... I have to do something."
"So... you're going to leave us? And Kipp isn't even here yet?"
"I don't really have much of a choice, my brother's fiancée is being a right bitch and my brother is freaking out because they're trying to plan their wedding... God knows why he wants me to help when mama et papa are just around the corner... But of course I am the one who has to deal with Bridezilla."
"Do you even have a flight? Do you even know if there's a flight going to..."
"Quebec. Pointe-Claire. And no, I don't. I guess I'll just have to see if I can get one, wouldn't be the first time."
"Crazy psycho sister-in-law and scared brother happen often?"
"No, usually it involves one of those three guys who used to be in Legacy. Usually it's Ted." She laughed slightly and I laughed too, "Those guys will be the death of me, I swear. And so will Zoey. I'm the Tyson Tomko in that relationship. The Problem Solver. And I hate it."
