RAW
''The follwing contest is a Diva's six-person tag team match...'' Sienna's music started up and she emerged at the top of the ramp. ''...making her way to the ring first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada... She is the WWE Women's Champion... Sienna!" Sienna rolled into the ring and raised her Women's Title above her shoulder's, smiling when she saw camera flashes from all around her. ''And her partners, making their way to the ring... Victoria and Nidia!" Victoria and Nidia climbed into the ring, both sharing high-fives with Sienna as they waited for their opponants. ''And their opponants... first, making her way to the ring, from Korea... Gail Kim.'' The Korena/Canadian woman made her way down the ramp to boos and she stopped just outside the ring, deciding to wait for her partners. A few minutes later, Molly Holly and Trish had made their entrance and the match was underway.
Sienna started off the match as the other team decided to have Molly start off the match. ''Here we go, people, no love lost between these two women.'' JR announced as they locked up in the middle of the ring.
''You know, Sienna kinda reminds me of a naughty school girl... maybe a spanking will teach her a lesson.'' He grinned.
''Anyway, hip-toss to Molly by the Women's Chmpion.'' JR called the match.
Molly got to her feet, ran towards Sienna, only to have her perform another hip-toss. Sienna moved so she was by Molly's legs and locked in a Boston Crab on the other woman. She released the hold when Molly managed to reach the ropes. Sienna grabbed Molly's hair, what was left of it, and went to pick her up, only to have Molly poke her in the eye.
''Dirty tactics by Molly.'' JR called.
The referee reprimanded Molly but she stalked past him and grabbed Sienna's head, slamming it into the turnbuckle. Molly irish whipped her into the opposite turnbuckle and went for a handspring elbow but Sienna reached out her legs and they connected with Molly's back, sending her to the floor, writing in pain. Sienna hopped up so she was perched on the top turnbuckle and waited until Molly was on her feet before jumping.
''Oh! Beautiful corkscrew moonsault by Sienna!" JR said, impressed.
Sienna went for the cover but only managed a two count. Both women got to their feet and stared each other down, Molly with a scowl as Sienna smirked and started trash talking. Molly growled and lunched at her. Sienna ducked and stuck out her foot, tripping Molly to the mat. Sienna smirked as Trish leaned over the ropes, badmouthing her. Sienna raised an eyebrow and picked Molly up, holding her near Trish. ''C'mon Trish! Tag!"
Trish jumped down off the apron. ''Trish Stratus wants no part of Sienna.'' JR observed.
''I would mind a part of her.'' King retorted.
Gail quickly reached out and tagged herself in. She ran at Sienna and knocked her down with a powerful clothesline. 1-2- Sienna raised her shoulder. Gail stood and started stomping on Sienna's midsection. Victoria and Nidia started clapping, encouraging Sienna as the crowd followed their lead and got behind the diva. Gail roughly shoved Sienna into the corner and slapped her in the face, the sound echoing through the arena. Sienna locked eyes with the woman before returned with a slap of her own. Gail glared at her and started punching her before Sienna managed to block one, and tackle her to the mat. After a few minutes of grappling, Sienna climbed off of Gail and tagged in Victoria. Victoria jumped over the top rope and started laying into Gail.
Nidia turned to her partner who was standing on the apron, holding her left cheek. ''You alright?''
Alexa nodded. ''Bitch was givin' me stiff shots.'' She hissed.
''But you gave her some back, right?''
Alexa smirked. ''Of course.''
''That's my girl.'' Nidia grinned.
Trish was tagged in after Gail managed a DDT and Trish beat Victoria mercilessly. She stopped to provoke Sienna, who just flipped her off, making the crowd cheer and yell 'WHOOOOOOOOOO!' Victoria tagged in Nidia, who went to work on Trish. She laid the blonde out with a hard back suplex and pause, turning to Sienna, who was holding her hand out for the tag. The crowd cheered as Sienna was tagged in and she climbed to the top rope. Molly and Gail attempted to climb into the ring but Nidia and Victoria ran around the ring and stopped them. Sienna performed her finisher, the shooting star press, which JR and King had started calling 'The Mexican Wave' and got the three count for the win.
''Stupid fucking bitch! What the fuck was she doin'!" Alexa fumed as she made her way backstage with the other two members of her team.
Nidia placed a hand on Alexa's shoulder. ''Calm down, Lex.''
''Calm down! I will not fucking calm down! She coulda seriously hurt someone out there! Who the fuck does she think she is!''
Lisa shared a look with Nidia. ''Lex, we know you're pissed of right now but getting angry isn't gonna help anyone.'' Lisa said calmly.
Alexa took a deep breath before exhaling slowly. ''You're right. I'm sorry. But I have done nothing to her so I don't understand why she acting like a fucking child.''
''Maybe it's because you're with Randy.'' Nidia suggested innocently. Lisa Marie elbowed her in the side, making Nidia grunt. ''What?'' She hissed.
''Yeah, maybe.'' Alexa thought.
Just then, Gail, Nora and Trish walked through the curtain and it looked as though Trish and Nora were giving her a stern talking to. They caught the end of the conversation. ''-you think I care? If she get's hurt then Randy'll be here by himself and I can make my move on him.'' Gail said.
Alexa's eyes widened and she marched over to her angrily. ''WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! YOU FUCKIN' SLUT, GET IT THROUGH YOU'RE THICK HEAD THAT RANDY... ISN'T... INTERESTED!" By now many superstars had gathered around to see what all the commotion was about.
Gail just smirked. ''That's what you think. I bet that without you around he'll be begging for it.'' Trish, Nidia and Lisa Marie stood behind Alexa supportively as Nora watched from the sidelines. Gail moved closer to Alexa. ''I mean, look at me. How could he resist this?'' She asked cockily.
Alexa furrowed her eyebrows. ''I'm not fluent in slut, so can you please speak very slowly to me.''
Gail glared at her. ''I don't care what you say Randy will be mine. You just a good-for-nothing whore. All the time you call me a slut, I'm betting you were asking for what Ben did to you. It's a wonder you have any friends at all, I mean, your mother obviously hates you. As for your father, I bet he's glad he died when he did, so he didn't get to see what an arrogent, conceited bitch his daughter grew into.''
Before Gail could continue, Alexa lunged at Gail and they fell to the floor, scratching at each others faces. Alexa scored a few hard punches before she felt several arms grab her and heave her off Gail. Alexa smirked in satisfaction when she saw the red marks on Gail's face. She saw it was Jason and Adam who were holding her as the other girls stood in between her and Gail cautiously. ''Calm down Lex.'' Adam said soothingly.
''Did you hear what she fucking said?''
''Yeah, it was outta line, but if Vince finds out about this you're in deep shit.'' Adam said quietly.
Alexa sighed dejectedly and nodded. ''I know.'' She mumbled.
''You know, I kinda feel sorry for her. I know what it feels like to be on the recieving end of those fists of yours.'' Adam tried to lighten the mood.
She chuckled as Gail stood up. ''This isn't over bitch.'' She seethed.
''Bite me!" Alexa called as Gail walked away.
After Commercial Break
The camera showed Sienna sitting on a bench in her locker room, drinkng some water after her match. She stood up and removed her top revealing her red bra to the viewers. ''Puppies!" King screeched excitedly.
Sienna began to search through her bag when the door slammed closed loudly and she spun around. A sour look came across her face and the camera panned out to show Triple H leering at her. ''What? You still mad about Randy winning 'your' title?''
Triple H's jaw muscle twitched. ''You do realize that whatever happens to Orton from now on will be your fault. You're the one who made him the way he is now and it's all gonna be on your conscience.''
''Whatever.''
''Seeing as it's your fault Evolution are down a member, you're gonna pay. But I think I wanna have some fun with you first...'' He moved towards her and backed her up against the wall. Her eyes widened as his face inched closer to hers. ''I always get what I want...''
''Oh my God, King, this isn't right.'' JR said angrily.
Sienna kicked out her leg, connecting solidly below the belt before moving towards the door. She started runnning down the hallway as he followed her, shouting threats as she ran. Sienna ducked into a room and Triple H smirked when he reached the door.
''I wonder what's in there JR.'' King pondered.
''I don't know, King, but I'm sure we'll find out.''
Triple H quickly swung open the door and his face dropped as the crowd erupted into cheers at what they saw. Sienna was standing behind Randy Orton, Chris Benoit and Chris Jericho as she used her arms to cover herself. Triple H gulped nervously and took a step back as he pointed a finger at Sienna. ''Next week.'' He stated before walking off.
''What's that supposed to mean?'' JR asked.
''I don't know but I think Sienna's going to regret messing with Evolution.''
Alexa yawned as she waited for Randy outside the men's locker room later that evening. Raw had finished over an hour ago and Alexa saw people milling about, trying to get everything packed up on time. They had tomorrow off before a house show on Wednesday in Portland. She heard the door open abd smiled at Randy. ''Sorry, Dave got talkin' to me, wouldn't shut up.'' He chuckled.
Alexa smiled. ''That's okay.'' She said before yawning again.
Randy shot her a concerned look. ''You tired?'' Alexa nodded. ''You need to sleep more, Lex. You've been working yourself into the ground lately.''
''I know.'' She sighed. ''What times your flight?'' She asked.
''In about two hours.'' He said looking down at his watch. ''What about you?''
''Same.''
''Y'know, you could always come to my place, my Mom and dad are dying to meet you.''
''Really?''
''Yeah.''
September 6th 2004
RAW
''Good evening and welcome to Raw, ladies and gentlemen!'' JR opened the show. ''I'm Jim Ross and this is Jerry 'The King' Lawler and we're live in Wichita, Texas for what is going to be an explosive edition of Raw. We have an eight-man tag team match, with Rhyno, Tajiri, William Regal and Chris Benoit teaming up against Batiata, Ric Flair and La Resistance.'' He said.
''And we also have Randy Orton versus Kane in a non title match and Triple H against Eugene in a steel cage match.''
''That's right King, not forgetting Chris Jericho who will face Tyson Tomko later on tonight.''
''Don't forget the puppies!" King said happily. ''We have Nidia versus Trish Stratus.''
''Yes we do folks. And this Sunday Trish will have the chance to become Women's Champion again at Unforgiven where she faces Sienna.''
''Speak of the devil, JR, look who it is!" He indicated the titontron.
The crowd cheered when they saw the Women's Champion on the screen, walking down the hallway. She was dressed in a short denim skirt and a red off the shoulder top. She paused in front of a door and knocked loudly. A few seconds later, the door opened and Randy Orton appeared in the doorway. Sienna smiled at him. ''Hey, just thought I'd come by and wish you luck in your match tonight.''
''I don't need luck.'' He smiled cockily. She shook her head and chuckled. ''Listen, I want you to stay away from Evolution, okay? Hunter's up to something, and I think it'd be best if you laid low for a while.''
''I can handle myself.''
''I don't doubt that but this is Triple H.'' He told her. ''He's not gonna stop until he gets what he wants.''
''Oh, yeah? What is it that he wants?'' She asked.
''You.''
''Me?'' She snorted. ''Why would he want me?''
''Because he can't have you.'' He responded. ''Just.. be careful, alright? I don't want you to get hurt.''
She smiled. ''Okay. I gotta go, I'll catch ya later.''
The image on the screen switched to show Triple H smirking at the TV screen in his locker room as he watched Sienna saunter away from Randy's locker room.
''Hey Eugene.'' Sienna smiled at the man who was sitting on a crate in one of the hallways backstage.
''S-Sienna!" He exclaimed with a broad smile on his face.
''How are you?''
''O-Okay.'' He nodded eagerly.
''What are you doing here?'' She asked.
''Getting ready.'' He answered, gesturing with his hands. ''I have a match tonight.''
''You do, huh?''
''Steel cage match. With Triple H.''
Sienna's expression darkened. ''Really?''
''Yes. Triple H is a bad man... he's mean to people.'' Eugene said sadly.
''Yeah, he is.'' Sienna agreed. ''Well, good luck with the match.'' She smiled and leaned over to give him a soft kiss on the cheek before walking off, leaving him to stare after her as he placed a hand on his cheek.
"ORTON!"
"Randy isn't in here, would you like me to take a message?" Sienna quipped sarcastically, clutching a pen and paper.
Triple H started to laugh, before circling the woman with a wicked glint in his eye. "My, my, my we are full of ourselves aren't we, hum?" She shrugged. "I hope you just know what your little boyfriend has let himself in for this Sunday."
"Oh he does!"
"The beating of a life time! And when we've finished with him, it looks like we should take out the scraps!" Triple H continued, looking Sienna up and down before Randy walked in.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" Randy asked furiously.
"Nothing, just talking to your lady." Triple H laughed, before patting Randy's belt and walking out of the room.
"Are you ok? He didn't hurt you did he?" Randy asked worridly.
"No, it's ok, he just started sprouting more crap than usual!" Sienna smirked.
''You know, if I ever go blind, I'm going to set up my entire house with strobe lights. That'll really freak my neighbours out.''
Trish raised an eyebrow at her friend. ''You're crazy, you know that?''
Alexa smirked. ''I try.''
They were getting ready for their segement just after Trish's match with Nidia while they were on commerial break. ''So you met Randy's parents last week, how was it?'' Trish asked.
Alexa smiled. ''It was good. I was a little nervous at first but they were great.''
''That's good. Are you gonna introduce him to your Mom?''
''Fuck no!'' Alexa shook her head. ''No, I don't want him to meet my pitiful excuse for a mother.''
''You know he's gonna want to now you've met his family.'' Trish told her.
''He is my family.''
''That's so sweet.'' Trish gushed.
''Okay ladies, we're on in a few.'' The camera man informed them and they took up their positions.
RAW
''Well, well, well... what do we have here?'' Trish turned to find Sienna smirking at her as she pushed herself off the wall she had been leaning against and moved over towards her. ''Impressive match.''
''It'll be even more impressive this Sunday when I get my title back.'' Trish sneered.
''We'll see.'' She shot back.
''Yeah, we will.'' Trish stepped forwards slightly. ''This will be the first and last time you will ever hold this title.''
Sienna smirked. ''Whatever goldilocks.''
''Goldilocks?'' Trish questioned.
''Yeah... goldilocks... ya know, she moved from bed to bed.'' The crowd cheered as Sienna smirked. ''I'll see you on Sunday.''
''Man, what're we gonna do for six days!" Alexa moaned as she took a seat at the airport. It was Tuesday morning and they had no house shows or anything to do until Sunday.
Randy took a seat next to her and wrapped his arms around her shoulder. ''Well, you're gonna rest, you've been working yourself into the ground recently.''
Alexa looked at him. ''No I haven't.'' She argued indignantly.
''Yeah you have.''
''Whatever.'' She sighed.
Alexa dug her key from her purse as she and Randy reached the front door to her and Abi's house. She placed the key in the lock and turned, opening the door and entering. They placed their bags in the hallway as Randy shut the door. Alexa wandered into the living room and her eyes widened at what she saw. She immediately spun around and closed her eyes. Randy saw this and moved towards her to look over her shoulder before he too turned away from the sight. On the couch were John and Abi, both at least semi-naked and making out. Alexa surpressed a giggle as Randy cleared his throat and they heard some muttered curses and a thump as John fell on the floor. The pair scrambled around, searching for their clothes. Alexa looked down and saw what appeared to be John's boxers lying at her feet. She snorted and leaned down, carefully picking them up and tossing them to John. ''There ya go stud.'' Randy started laughing as Abi and John both blushed. ''C'mon Randy, let's go... somewhere else.'' Alexa suggested. Randy nodded and they quickly left the house before bursting into peels of laughter.
The week passed pretty uneventfully and before they knew it, it was time to leave. John had been teased mercilessly about what had happened as had Abi, mainly by Alexa and Randy. John had left yesterday to get ready for a house show. It was noon on Saturday and they were all on the flight to Oregon. ''No, being a man has more advantages than being a woman.'' Chris insisted.
Alexa groaned. ''No, being a woman is better.''
''We can open all our own jars.''
''We can be groupies.'' Alexa shot back.
''So can men!"
''No, male groupies are stalkers.'' She returned.
''Yeah, well, we can be presidant.''
''Women never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.''
''People never stare at our chest while we're talking to them.''
''No fashion faux pas could rival the speedo.''
''We don't have to shave below our necks.'' Chris smirked.
''We have an excuse to be totally cranky at least once a month.''
''Well, We can kill our own food.''
''We know the truth about whether size matters.'' She grinned.
''We can go to the bathroom without a support group.'' Chris said, thinking he'd won.
Alexa just scoffed. ''Yeah, we may go to the restroom together, but at least we don't stand next to each other as we piss and steal glances at each others equipment.'' Trish laughed and shared a high five with Alexa over the seats seperating them as the others looked on, amused at their antics.
Chris sat down and huffed. ''Whatever.'' He mumbled in defeat.
September 12th 2004
''...and that's what I want to happen.'' Vince finished.
Alexa and Trish nodded. They were in Vince McMahon's temporary office discussing their match that night. ''You sure about this?'' Paul asked Alexa.
She nodded. ''You sayin' I can't take it?''
''No, not at all.'' He insisted.
''Good. Then that's settled.'' Vince nodded, he turned to Alexa. ''I need to know what your decision is regarding Playboy magazine.''
Paul turned to Alexa. ''They asked you to pose for Playboy?'' He asked.
''Yeah. I decided not to do it Vince.''
''Okay, that's fine.''
Several hours later Alexa and Randy were sitting in the cafeteria. Trish had left to go see Chris and Dave, Paul and Ric went back to the locker room to hang out. Randy looked down at Alexa and saw that she had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He smiled softly and leaned back slightly so he was more comfortable. About five minutes later he looked up to see Trish smiling down at him. ''Hey, you better wake her up, our match is soon.'' She said softly. He nodded and sat upright, disturbing Alexa and making her open her eyes groggily. ''C'mon girl, you need to get ready.''
Alexa nodded, yawning as she sat up, rubbing at her eyes. ''Mmm-hmm.'' She stood up and leaned down to give Randy a quick kiss on the lips before following Trish out of the cafeteria and down the hall to the locker room.
Ten minutes later she was changed and ready for the match. Trish whistled. ''Lookin' good!"
Alexa chuckled and gave her a twirl. She was wearing a black lycra lace up halter neck top and a matching pair of hot pants which laced up at the sides. She wore her black wrestling boots and some black kneepads. Her hair was in tight curls around her face and her make up was done so that it gave her a smouldering look. ''Thanks.''
''C'mon. We're up next.''
Alexa nodded and picked up her title belt, strapping it securely around her waist before the pair headed down to the gorillia position where they found Paul, Dave and Ric waiting. They looked up as they approached and they all grinned as Paul whistled. ''You look... what's the word?''
''Hot. She looks, hot.'' Dave responded.
''Whoooooo!" Ric added.
''You can look but ya can't touch.'' Randy warned, stepping behind Alexa and wrapping his arms around her.
Alexa grinned and placed her hands on top of Randy's, which were clasped over her stomach. Chris appeared beside Randy and gave Trish a quick kiss. ''Ready to roll people?'' He asked. Everyone gave an affirmitive nod just as Alexa's music hit.
''The following contest is for the Women's Championship!" Lillian Garcia announced. ''First, making her way to the ring, from Toronto, Ontaria, Canada, she is the WWE Women's Champion... Sienna!" Sienna rolled into the ring and climbed to the top turnbuckle. She unbuckled her belt and held it up above her head, the flashes from the camera irritating her eyes. She repeated this on the other three turnbuckles before handing her belt to the referee. 'Keys to the City' started and Trish emerged from behind the curtain, a confident smirk on her face. ''And the challanger, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada... Trish Stratus!"
Trish climbed into the ring and halted in front of Sienna. The referee held the belt up in the air before signalling for the bell. The bell sounded as Trish and Sienna exchanged heated words in the middle of the ring.
''No love lost between these two women.'' JR said.
After some trash talking, Trish made the first move and slapped Sienna. Her head snapped to the side as the crowd ooohed at the cracking sound her hand made when it connected with her cheek. Sienna turned back to look at Trish, coming back with a powerful slap of her own. Trish lunged at her angrily but Sienna ducked, avioding the contract, sending Trish to the mat. Sienna laughed with the crowd as her opponant fell flat on her face. Trish got to her feet and turned red from anger. ''Shut up!" She shouted. Sienna used Trish's distraction to her advantage and pushed herself off the hopes, hitting Trish with a hard dropkick.
''Watch the puppies!" King cried.
''Nice dropkick by Sienna there.'' JR commented, ignoring the previous startement.
Sienna yanked Trish to her feet and picked her up, dropping her to the mat with a solid scoop slam. Trish held her back in pain as she laid on the mat. Sienna kicked her repeatedly into the back until the referee ushered her away. Sienna pushed past the referee and pulled Trish to her feet and irish whipped her into the turnbuckle. She moved back and ran towards Trish who lifted her foot up and kicked Sienna in the face. The dark haired diva stumbled back as Trish pulled herself to crouch up on the top turnbuckle. Sienna moved quickly and yanked Trish legs out from under her. She climbed up to the top rope and jumped up, wrapping her legs aroung Trish's head and pulling her to the mat in a frankenstiener. The crowd cheered as she went for the cover. 1-2- Trish raised her shoulders just in time. Sienna stood and pulled Trish up with her. She whipped her into the ropes but Trish reversed. As she came back, Sienna hit a swinging neckbreaker on Trish before standing. She prepared to lock in a boston crab but Trish kicked her legs out, sending Sienna flying back into the referee, knocking them to the mat.
''Nice move by Trish, coincidently knocking down the referee.'' JR stated.
Sienna clutched her head with her hands as she stood, unaware that Trish was poised behind her. Sienna turned and Trish went for the chick kick but missed as Sienna ducked and moved around behind the blonde, hitting her with a back suplex. She went to the top rope and saluted the crowd before hitting The Mexican Wave. She covered Trish and waited, but there was no count. She looked around before dropping Trish's leg and standing, moving over to rouse the referee.
''Sienna had it won, but the referee's down!" JR exclaimed. As Sienna bent over to check on the ref, her hair was grabbed roughly from behind and she was pulled around to come face-to-face with a smirking Triple H. ''Oh my God!" JR called disgustedly. ''What's he doing out here!"
''I'm not sure I wanna know.'' King sighed.
Triple H roughly pulled Sienna's head down between his thighs. The crowd booed when they realized what he was going to do and Triple H grinned sadistically before slamming her into the mat with the Pedigree. The climbed from the ring just as the referee started coming to and Trish looked around confused for a second before covering Sienna as the ref started counting. 1-2-3!
DING! DING! DING!
''And here is your winner, and NEW WWE Women's Champion, Trish Stratus!"
Trish grabbed her belt before quickly exiting the ring with a wide grin on her face. Ric re-entered the ring before he pulled an unconscious Sienna to her feet, holding her arms behind her back as Triple H scrambled around under the ring. Once he found what he was looking for, he stood and rolled back into the ring, his trusty sledgehammer in hand.
''Good God Almighty! They're sick! Somebody stop this!" JR begged.
Triple H raised the hammer and swung it into Sienna's chest as the crowd booed louder. He then slammed it into her throat and Ric released her, making her collapse to the mat. As the camera panned in closer to get a clear shot of her face, the image on the screen showed Sienna clutching her throat and coughing up blood as she struggled to breathe.
''Oh, no, she's hurt JR.'' King observed.
Triple H and Ric Flair smirked as they stood over her prone form, admiring their handywork. The crowd suddenly erupted in cheers as Randy Orton and Chris Jericho burst through the curtain and sped down the ramp. Triple H and Flair bolted from the ring as Jericho knelt down beside Sienna, a concerned look on his face. Randy leaned over the ropes, fuming, as he glared at his former team-mates. The EMT's rushed down to the ring and strapped Sienna to a gurney before carting her off to the back.
As soon as she was backstage, Alexa opened her eyes as she was unstrapped. Randy helped her off the gurney and she grimaced. ''You okay?'' He asked.
''No.'' She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. ''This stuff tastes like shit.''
September 13th 2004
"Lex?... Lex?" Randy knocked impatiently on the door, awaiting an answer. Alexa had shared a room with Trish that night so they could have a girls night in so he had shared with Chris. "Lex, if you are putting on your make up or fixing your hair and I miss my flight because of it, I'm gonna--"
Just then Alexa flung the door to her locker room open and crossed her arms over her chest, looking rather defiant. "You're gonna what?" she asked cockily.
"I'm gonna... wait longer," Randy said, thrusting his fists in his pockets and looking at his shoes.
Alexa burst out laughing and pushed him softly on the arm. "Oh Orton, you're not scared of me are you?" She joked.
"Who me? Scared of you?" Alexa scoffed, "Please... why would I be scared of you?"
"Because you know I can kick your ass?" She offered. Randy's laugh was rather fake, and he acted as though her statement were hysterical. "Rand, shut up and get my bags!" Alexa ordered playfully.
"Yes ma'am," Randy immediately shut up and grabbed her bags off of the ground.
"Randy, you know I was just kidding right?"
"Of course I know, but does it look like I have anything better to do?" He teased. Alexa laughed and started down the hallway, with Randy at her side.
As they approached Randy's silver rental Mustang, he pressed the 'unlock' button on his set of keys and popped the trunk. He tossed Alexa's belongings in the back and slammed the trunk shut. Randy walked slowly to the driver's side and opened the door. He slid into the car and closed the door as he put on his seatbelt. He turned the keys in the ignition and put the car in reverse. He reached for the radio but Alexa slapped his hand away. "Uh uh... if you won't let me drive, I at least get to pick the music."
"Fine, but no Dave Matthew's... it'll put me to sleep, and I think that is the last thing we need right now, wouldn't you agree?" He yawned.
"Alrighty. a wake-upper. umm. I've got it!" Alexa's face brightened and she slid a CD into the CD player without letting Randy look at the front.
"What are you putting in? Come on let me see!" Randy whined.
"Nope.. it's a surprise. you can wait a couple seconds until I pick the track I want!" Alexa scolded Randy for being so impatient. She purposely found the track slowly just to annoy Randy. As she moved her hand away, sound began to blast from the speakers.
"Oh, freezin' rests his head on a pillow made of concrete... again. Oh, feeling maybe he will see a little better any days, ooo yeah..."
"Ahhh, Pearl Jam. Nice choice." He commented.
"Thank you, thank you, I like it myself!" Alexa took a mock bow. Just then thunder boomed and lightning crashed turning the black night to day for a split second. Heavy plops of raindrops fell onto the windshield and splattered about, rolling off because of the wind. Randy flicked on the windshield wipers and turned the music up louder so that it could be heard over the rain. As the traffic in front of them slowed, he gently pressed the brake and knew what was coming... about and hour and a half of sitting and doing nothing. Thankful they had left early and Alexa had picked a good CD, Randy sat back lazily and proceeded to wait for the long line of cars to move.
2 Hours Later
Randy shook Alexa's shoulder gently to wake her. "Lex, Lex... Lex!" Randy shook harder. Alexa mumbled something still asleep and rolled over in the passenger seat to face Randy. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of her. She was wearing one of Randy's sweatshirts, and her straight darkhair spilled across her shoulders and cheek. Randy was in complete awe of her beauty, he couldn't get over the fact that she was with him. He shook her once more and this time she awakened.
She yawned, stretched, and yawned again. "Mmm, where are we?" Alexa asked, her voice scratchy and groggy from sleep.
"Almost at the airport. I'm glad we left early or we would have missed our flight." Randy answered. Alexa casually rolled her head on to Randy's shoulder. "No more sleeping yet, we're almost there. You can sleep on the plane," Randy attempted to move Alexa, but she wouldn't budge. Finally he shoved her off and her head lolled against the window, "Hopeless... completely hopeless," Randy muttered.
Once he exited the freeway and pulled into the parking garage of the airport, he woke Alexa once more. She was determined to get at least another two hours of sleep, so Randy gave up and got out of the car. He went around to Alexa's side and opened the door. He picked her up into his arms and stood her on her own feet. "Now you have two choices Lex, stand or fall. I'm letting you go now," Randy said and let Alexa go.
Her legs were asleep and wobbly but she managed to stay standing. "Hmm... must... sleep..." Alexa whined.
"Yeah, think about how I feel. You at least got to sleep in the car!" Randy complained. He grabbed both his bag and hers and they began the long walk to the building to catch their red-eyed flight to Washington for Raw.
''Hello?'' Alexa answered her cell as her and Randy unlocked the door to their hotel room.
''Alexa, it's Vince.''
''Hey, what's up?'' She asked as she lugged one of her bags inside.
''Can you be at the arena by four? I've arranged a meeting with the creative team and the writers so we can discuss the direction of your character.''
''Sure thing.''
''Okay. See you then.'' Vince said before hanging up.
Alexa flipped her cell shut and sat down on the floor beside her bag as she searched through it. ''Who was that?'' Randy asked.
''Vince. Wants me at the arena by four, meeting.'' She said as she looked up to read the clock on the wall. 1:36.
''You think you'll find out if you'll get moved to Smackdown?'' He wondered as he laid down on the bed.
Alexa shrugged. ''I don't know, maybe.'' She glanced over at Randy and saw he had an unreadable expression on his face. ''What's wrong?'' She asked.
He sighed. ''I don't know, if you go to Smackdown, we'll hardly ever see each other.''
She got to her feet and sat on the bed beside him. ''Randy, even if I do go, it'll only be for a coupla months, we'll still see each other.'' She reassured him.
''I guess...''
''And when we do see each other, we can make up for missed time.'' She smirked.
He raised an eyebrow before smiling. ''Yeah.'' She grinned and dipped her head before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.
Alexa walked confidently into the arena, flashing her badge to the security guard before heading down the halls to search for Mr. McMahon. She was dressed in a pair of black corduroy pants and white baby tee. She wore a beige coloured, fitted corduroy jacked over that and on her feet were a pair of black boots. She came to a stop in front of the room and knocked on the door. Several seconds later, the door opened and Vince smiled. ''Ah Alexa, come on in.''
''Thanks.'' Alexa smiled and walked inside, taking a spare seat beside Shane McMahon.
Vince took his seat and began. ''Now Alexa, we've given this a lot of thought and consideration and we think that youl'll be a lot of use on Smackdown.'' He explained. Alexa nodded and he continued. ''As you know, the ratings for Smackdown haven't been as good as they used to be for some time now. Mainly because we've been concentrating more on Raw as the negotiantions for the contract with Spike TV is several months away.'' He informed her. ''Now, I know there is not much female competition for you to be involved in over there and that's why we're going to be teaming you with John Cena. The two of you both have a large fan base and we think it will be beneficial to Smackdown to have you there.'' He said. ''You know that John's leaving for a while to shoot a movie in Austrailia, but the storyline we have for him involves him losing the US Title and he gets 'stabbed'. While he's away, we'll have you with Oscar and Eddie.''
Alexa nodded. ''Okay. When will all this be happening.''
''Soon.'' He responded. ''We'll have you on Raw this week, and next before you move to Smackdown. You'll only be there for a few months, then when you come back we're going to put you straight back in with the Evolution storyline. Dave's been getting pops in his matches so the fan's will be expecting a face change but we're going to try and hold that off until the lead up to Wrestlemaina but we'll still hint at it.''
''Sounds good.''
''Okay. We'll, I'll get a script written up for you but tonight you're gonna go out to the ring, still injured, and talk about Triple H and Evolution screwing you out of your match last night. Paul will go down with Ric and Ric'll challange you for a match next week. The stipulation will be that if he wins, you leave Raw and never come back while Paul's still the Heavyweight Champion. And if you win, Evolution will leave you alone. You accept the challange and we'll do some backstage segments with you and Chris and Randy. They'll try to persuade you not to take part in the match, you'll get angry at them for not supporting you.''
RAW
Sienna walked slowly down to the ring after the first commercial break, much to the delight of the fans.
''She shouldn't be out here, not after what happened last night.'' JR said, concerned.
''You're right, she doesn't look too good.'' King commented.
Sienna ducked through the ropes, wincing as she held her ribs. She got a microphone and waited for the crowd to die down before speaking. ''Last night, I lost my title...'' The fans jeered as they recalled the events at Unforgiven. ''All beacause of one man, Triple H.'' The crowd booed louder. ''Thanks to bannana beak, Trish Stratus is now Women's Champion.'' She said bitterly. ''Last night, another person was screwed over by the Cerebral Ass, Randy Orton! Last night, with the help of his ass-kissing, retard group, stole the World Heavyweight Championship away from him. The only way they seem able to win aby matches, is by cheating to win. They're all a bunch of-''
She was rudely interrupted by Trish's music. Sienna groaned as she walked out with Tyson by her side and began to talk. ''Poor little Sienna. How does it feel to see this title back in it's rightful place... around my waist.''
''And what a pretty little waist it is too.'' King added.
''Face it Sienna, you're never gonna have this title ever again!"
"Trish, Trish, Trish.'' She started. "Didn't you're parents ever teach you not to talk with your mouth full?" The crowd cheered, not sure where she was going with this. "'Cause it sounds to me, like you're full of Shit!" She said and the arena burst in cheers. ''Now you listen and you listen real good. You better listen extra good, Tomko, so you can explain it to her later. The only reason you have that belt now, is because the referee was 'convieniantly' knocked out, leaving an oppertunity for Triple H to attack me. We both know that if he hadn't of interfered last night, that belt would still be around my waist and you would most likely be in a hospital bed.'' She stated calmly. ''You can't get off that easily Trish, I will regain that title, and no-one can stop me.''
Triple H's music suddenly blasted throughout the arena and Sienna rolled her eyes as Triple H, Ric Flair and Batista appeared at the top of the ramp. Trish and Tomko hightailed it out of there. Triple H had a smirk on his face as he raised a mic to his lips. ''Such a sore loser aren'tcha? Face it, you lost.'' He said mockingly. ''You weren't really much of a champion anyways, the only thing you're good for is being Randy Orton's little sex toy!"
Sienna's mouth dropped open in shock before she shook her head. ''It really is sad that your sex life is so bad you have to talk about everybody elses. And, just for the record, I am not Randy's little sex toy.''
Triple H snorted. ''Whatever. The fact of the matter is, you're nothing. Look at you; alone, no title... nothing. I told you you would pay for messing with us and you did last night. As far as I'm concerned, that can be the end of it, we'll never mention it again... just say the word.'' He offered.
Sienna dropped her arm down to the side and looked around at the crowd as the booed, telling her not to do it. She looked up the ramp expressionlessly as she raised the mic to her lips again. ''Go to hell!'' The crowd cheered at her response.
Hunter shrugged indifferently. ''Your choice. I think there's only one way to settle this, once and for all.'' He began before looking towards Flair and handing him the mic.
''WHOOOOOOO! Next week on Raw, the Nature Boy against YOU!" He pointed at Sienna.
''You want to fight me?''
Hunter retook the mic from Flair. ''Yeah, he does.''
''Why should I?'' She asked defiantly.
''Because... if you win, we'll leave you and your boy toy alone...'' Sienna shook her head at the last part. ''If you lose... then you leave Raw and will never be able to come back while I'm Heavyweight Champion!"
''Don't do it!" JR hollered.
''Yeah, Triple H is bound to be champ for a long time, she'll never be able to come back!" King agreed.
Sienna bit her lip, thinking about what he had just said. ''Deal!"
After Commercial Break
''Are you insane!" Chris Jericho fumed as he paced around in his locker room. Sienna was sat on the bench and Randy Orton was standing beside Jericho, both nodding in agreement. ''You realize if he wins you're gonna be out of a job!"
''Not neccisarily.'' She said calmly.
''Not neccisarily! You heard what he said, he said-''
''He said, I would leave Raw and can never come back while he's champ.'' She said with a sly smile.
''So?'' Randy asked.
''Sooooo... say I do lose and I leave. That means I can come back when he loses his title.'' She explained.
They all thought about it for a moment before Chris spoke up. ''IF he loses his title. He's done a pretty good job of making sure that hasn't happened this far, he's got Batista and Flair to back him up.''
Sienna shrugged. ''They're bound to slip up sooner or later. Are you saying that I won't be able to beat him?''
''Si, he's a sixteen time WWE Champion!" Randy voice in concern. ''Not to mention the fact that Hunter and Batista will be in his corner.''
Sienna huffed before standing. ''Sienna, c'mon, he-''
She shook her head and cut Chris off. ''No! I thought you were my friends. You obviously have no faith in me to believe I can actually do this. Well, y'know what? I don't care what you think and I don't care if I lose, at least I'm doing something about it! I'm sick of them thinking they can walk all over everyone because everyone's to afraid to stand up for themselves!" She said angrily. ''I'll do this alone if I have to.'' She finished before storming from the room.