Kimber stood at the gorilla with Josh Mathews, waiting for their names to be announced. They were getting ready to go out and do commentary for Saturday Morning Slam, WWE's more youth oriented program that aired on the CW network on Saturday mornings.
Sometimes she still couldn't believe she was getting to do commentary. Especially after she had jumped on the mic to cover for Josh, who had gotten injured during an episode of SmackDown, without any of the higher-ups consent. A move that had gotten her fired by Vince McMahon, himself.
If it weren't for Sheamus' determination, along with the support of Vince's daughter, Stephanie, and her husband, Triple H, she was sure she wouldn't have been allowed back at a WWE show again in her lifetime.
But here she was, not only rehired but getting to do commentary, her dream job. She had a sneaking suspicion that Stephanie had something to do with it and she honestly couldn't thank the woman enough.
"So I need you to put in a good word for me." Josh spoke up suddenly.
"With Cass?" Kimber was confused, "I thought things were great between you two."
"They are." Josh paused, thoughtful, "I think. . .I mean I guess. I just. . ."
He sighed, scratching his head.
"Just what?" Kimber placed her hand on his arm, "What's going on?"
"I want her to come see me on the road sometime." the commentator looked at her earnestly, "Sometime soon. As soon as possible. I just. . .I really like her and I want to spend more time with her."
The reporter began to grin. Cass was her best friend back home. She, along with Siobhan and Sheamus' grandmother, had attended The Royal Rumble with Kimber last month. While there Cass had met Josh and sparks had flown. The young woman was completely taken with him and it was good to see that he obviously felt the same.
"Have you asked her to come see you?" Kimber questioned.
"No. I. . ." Josh shrugged and sighed, "You don't think it's too soon? I mean, we've only known each other a month."
"So." Kimber laughed good-naturedly, rubbing his arm, "You're talking to the woman who moved across the country to go live with her boyfriend, whom she's only been dating for about four months. Do you really want to talk to me about 'too soon'?"
"Yeah but that's different." Josh replied, "You and Sheamus aren't like normal couples, you know."
Kimber couldn't disagree with that. Their relationship had been kind of a whirlwind and yet it was like they had known each other and been together for longer than that.
"Josh, you're crazy about her." she went on, "And she is crazy about you. If you ask her I promise you she'll say yes."
"So it's not too soon?" he still didn't look convinced.
"What does your heart tell you?" she asked and he paused, growing thoughtful.
He slowly began to smile, nodding, "I'll call her."
"Great!" Kimber grinned.
"I'm not your average type of girl,
I'm gonna show the world,
the strength in me that sometimes they can't see.
I'm about to switch my style,
And soon things may get wild,
But I will prove that I can conquer anything.
So from my head to toe,
I'm taking full control.
I'll make it on my own this time!
Better watch me shine!"
She began to beam as her theme started to play and she heard the fans cheer. She gave Josh a hug before slipping behind the curtain and walking out onto the stage. Some of the fans began to chant her name and she waved as she made her way down the ramp and towards the commentator's booth.
As she took her seat and got set up Josh's music hit and he made his way out. He got cheers, which he answered with a big smile and wave, before joining her.
The show kicked off with a match between Jack Swagger and Santino Marella. Josh and Kimber really got into the spirit of it and they couldn't help but cheer when Santino hit Jack with the Cobra and got the win.
They took a commercial break, the pair leaning back in their seats to talk while they waited.
"So I texted Cass about coming out to see me." Josh told her.
"And?" Kimber was dying to know what her best friend had said.
"She said yes!" Josh replied happily, "She'll be able to get some time away in about a month. Not as soon as I'd like but I'll take it."
"And I bet she was excited, right?"
"She was thrilled." Josh affirmed.
"Told you." Kimber couldn't have been happier for her best friends.
They came back from commercial and Sheamus' music began to play. Kimber couldn't keep the smile off her lips as her boyfriend made his way down the ramp and into the ring. He went to the hard camera side and beat his chest, bellowing. He did the same for the fans behind him.
When he got to the side with the commentary booth his eyes landed on Kimber and he grinned, pointing at her. She couldn't help but smile up at him, giving him a thumbs up. He returned it with a wink and turned back to face the entrance ramp.
It wasn't long before Michael McGillicutty's music hit, the third generation superstar making his way out onto the ramp.
He bounced up and down on his feet, yelling out, "You want me, Sheamus? Yeah! Here I am! You want a piece of me? Woooooo!"
Sheamus looked at the man as he made his way towards the ring and couldn't help but chuckle. The guy was ridiculous.
The other man eventually climbed into the ring and the ref called for the bell. As it sounded the two men began to circle one another, each looking for an opening.
They soon locked up, Sheamus instantly getting the other man into a headlock. Michael pushed him towards the ropes before sending him racing towards the other side. Sheamus bounced off of that set of ropes and came back to the smaller man, hitting him with his shoulder and knocking him to the canvas.
"Kimber, what do you think of Michael's chances against Sheamus tonight?" Josh asked the reporter, a wicked gleam in his eye.
Kimber fought not to smile as she answered diplomatically, "Well, Josh, Sheamus is a tough competitor. He has the heart and soul of a warrior, along with a 'never say die' attitude. What do you think your chances would be against him?"
"Not good." Josh admitted.
Michael climbed to his feet and the pair once again circled one another, a hint of a smile tugging at Sheamus' lips.
They again locked up, Sheamus putting him back into a headlock. Michael sent him flying once more and again, as he came off the ropes, the Celtic Warrior drove him to the mat with his shoulder.
Sheamus kept going and Michael rolled onto his stomach. The Irishman jumped over him, going to the other side of the ring. As he did that McGillicutty jumped up and turned, grabbing him under the arm. He tried to go for a toss but the redheaded man reversed it, sending the former Nexus member to the canvas.
Michael jumped back up, ready to go after him again. But when Sheamus raised his fist the other man thought better of it and quickly jumped out of the ring to take a break.
Sheamus stared down at him, arms out at his sides as though to say, "What was that?" He started pacing back and forth, ready to get back in and mix it up.
Finally McGillicutty came back into the ring and they circled once more. Michael slipped under Sheamus' grasp, coming around and locking his arms around his waist from behind. He then turned it into a headlock of his own.
The Celtic Warrior was able to push him away, Michael going into the ropes. Sheamus watched him for a second before turning and taking the ropes in the opposite direction.
Kimber watched with a confused smile as they ran them a couple of times before Sheamus jumped out of the ring and wandered over to the announce booth.
"What are you doing?" she asked with a grin as he came around the side of the table and took a seat beside her in one of the empty chairs.
Sheamus grinned as he sat down, scooting his chair closer to her. He propped an elbow onto the desk and put his chin in his hands, focusing all of his attention onto her.
"So where do you want to go to dinner after the show, angel?" he asked casually, as though he weren't involved in a match right now.
Josh looked into the ring, watching as Michael, who was oblivious to the fact that his opponent was no longer there, continued to run the ropes.
He looked back at Sheamus and pointed to the ring, "Um, Sheamus, you know you have a match going on, right?"
Sheamus waved towards the ring, "Eh, Ah thought Michael could use a bit more ring time."
He had this match in the bag, he knew, so he figured he could at least have a little fun out there.
"Conditioning." Kimber nodded, getting into the act.
"Right! Conditioning!" Sheamus agreed, still grinning, "Maybe it'll help wit' his cardio."
He grabbed Kimber's bottle of water, uncapping it before taking a deep swig.
"Help yourself." Kimber was laughing openly now.
Sheamus stood up, raising the bottle to the crowd. They cheered and laughed in response to the Irishman's antics. He took a few more drinks, watching as Michael began to lose steam. Soon the other man was practically hanging off the ropes, panting.
"This okay, Kember?" he asked his girlfriend, raising her bottle of water and pointing towards the ring.
"Go ahead and take it." Kimber giggled.
He gave her wink before turning and rolling back into the ring with the bottle. He walked over to McGillicutty, patting him on the back.
"You okay, fella?" he asked, handing him the bottle of water, "You all right?"
Michael took it gratefully, taking several swallows as he tried to get his breathing under control.
He handed the bottle back to the Irishman, who recapped it.
"You'll be all right." Sheamus told him good-naturedly.
McGillicutty straightened, looking over him. Suddenly realization hit him and he started yelling, "What are you doing? This is supposed to be serious! I'm a serious wrestler! This is a joke!"
"What?" Sheamus motioned with the bottle, "You just ran the ropes. Ah thought you could use a drink."
Michael waved him away, turning and rolling out of the ring. He went around one side and suddenly dropped out of sight. Sheamus looked at him, an idea suddenly coming to him.
He climbed out of the ring and turned, racing around to the other side. As he passed by the booth he gave Kimber a wink.
"What's happening here?" Josh asked to nobody in particular.
"I have no idea, but I'm thoroughly enjoying it." Kimber answered, watching as her boyfriend went around the other side of the ring.
Sheamus saw that Michael wasn't coming from the other way so he turned and made another made dash around to the opposite side of the ring. As he came around the corner he noticed McGillicutty was down on all fours, laying in wait for him.
The Irishman began to move from one foot to the other, psyching himself up. As soon as Michael rose to his feet Sheamus clapped his hands and took off, kicking him square in the behind.
"Agh!" McGillicutty howled, grabbing at the offended area.
Sheamus grabbed him and rolled him back into the ring. He gave the crowd a shrug before climbing up onto the apron and starting to get back into the ring.
He underestimated the other man, though, because as soon as Michael spied him he dropped kicked him, sending Sheamus crashing to the apron.
Kimber fought hard to keep her emotions at bay as she commentated, "Sheamus let his guard down much too soon and unfortunately paid for it."
She bit her lip, silently willing her boyfriend to be all right. He was a much better wrestler than Michael McGillicutty. He could beat this guy, she knew it.
Michael did a baseball slide, knocking Sheamus off of the apron and onto the floor below.
Sheamus hit the ground with a grunt before rolling over to the barricade. Michael came out after him, taking hold of him and rolling him back into the ring.
The Celtic Warrior was still trying to get his bearings as he rose to his feet. Michael used that opportunity to Suplex him to the mat and go for the pin.
The red counted to one and thankfully Sheamus kicked out. He sat up and McGillicutty was behind him, arms locked around his stomach and squeezing the air from his lungs.
Sheamus gripped at the other man's hands, struggling to break the hold. He managed to get his feet, looking behind him. His eyes locked in on McGillicutty's foot and he stomped it.
As Michael cried out Sheamus gave him a hip toss, breaking the hold. He came to his feet and turned, following after him. As Michael took two steps Sheamus kicked his foot out from under him.
The third generation Superstar hit the mat with a thud but somehow managed to make it back to his feet. He tried to move, to put some distance between himself and the Celtic Warrior. He went another few steps and Sheamus kicked his feet out from under him again.
Michael staggered to his feet and found himself wobbling over to the Irishman. Sheamus instantly got him up on his shoulders and suddenly started to do an airplane spin.
Kimber's eyes widened as she watched her boyfriend turn around and around.
"All kinds of dizzy is Michael McGillicutty at this point." Josh stated.
"I don't think he's the only one, Josh." Kimber added, watching as Sheamus finally released him and staggered over to the nearby corner.
He leaned back against the ring post, trying to focus his vision. Okay, maybe he shouldn't have spun the fella around quite so much.
The ref walked over to him, asking if he was all right. Sheamus didn't get the chance to answer as a dizzy and confused McGillicutty suddenly came up behind the ref and grabbed him, going for a roll-up.
Sheamus held back his laughter, but the crowd didn't, as the Irishman slid to the ground and began to pound the mat as he counted to three.
"Am I watching a wrestling match or the Harlem Globetrotters?" Kimber laughingly asked Josh.
"Darned if I know," Josh chuckled, "But I think Michael just got a win over the official."
Michael jumped to his feet in victory, even going so far as to raise his arms out at his sides and bellow triumphantly. Sheamus didn't mind the dig and even raised his hand to help him celebrate.
"What are you doing?" the referee yelled to both of them, "Look! Look! I'm the ref!"
McGillicutty must have heard him because he looked over at Sheamus. The Celtic Warrior wasted no time and quickly grabbed him, setting him up for White Noise.
He looked over at the commentator's booth, giving Kimber a look. She shook her head and rolled her eyes with a grin. He then turned his attention to the crowd, face joyful and blue eyes wide. Seconds later he sent his opponent to the canvas and quickly went for the cover.
He got the win and went to his feet to celebrate. Grinning, he beat his chest and raised his arms out at his sides.
He continued to celebrate with the crowd for a few more minutes before giving his girlfriend one last wink and leaving the ring. Kimber and Josh stood up and began to collect their things as the crew got to work setting up the ring for SmackDown, which was getting set to be taped next.
"Well that was interesting." Josh joked as the pair made their way up the ramp and towards the back.
"To say the least." Kimber shook her head, still trying to get over Sheamus' antics.
Once they hit the backstage area she bid Josh goodbye and continued on, wanting to find Joel and set up her next interview.
"Hey, Kimber!" Zack Ryder called out as he made his way over to her, "Have you checked out the video of Sheamus and Wade on the WWE's YouTube channel? It's siiiiick!"
Kimber paled as the wrestler lifted his phone for her to see. Sure enough there was a video of Sheamus and Wade's brawl on the WWEFanNation channel. It already had a hundred thousand hits.
"Great." the reporter sighed.
Sheamus came wandering up a few seconds later, still laughing over his match.
"Zack." he shook the other man's hand, nodding towards his phone, "This yer new episode of Long Island Iced Z?"
"Even better." Zack showed him the video.
Kimber watched as Sheamus' grin faded away. His eyes began to constrict as he watched the video. Zack started to frown; that was not the reaction he was expecting.
"Well. . .uh. . ." he stammered as the video ended and the Irishman looked up coldly, "I've got to go. See you, Sheamus. Kimber."
He turned and practically dashed down the hallway.
The Irishman was glaring down at the ground, his face and body tense. Kimber nervously locked and unlocked her fingers as she watched him.
"You all right?" she asked gently.
He closed his eyes and she wondered if he were counting to ten. Or maybe fifty, considering how angry he looked.
"Yeah, Ah'm fine." he said at last, voice low.
Kimber didn't buy it. Especially when he kept his focus on the ground and didn't meet her gaze. He only did that when he was very angry and fighting to control his temper.
"So I'm waiting for Sheamus to stop hiding behind his girlfriend's skirt and come out and face me. Come on, where are you, Sheamus?"
Sheamus' head shot up, narrowed eyes going to a nearby monitor. There, out in the middle of the ring, was a smirking Wade Barrett. Just the sight of him caused a tremor of rage to shoot through his body.
"It's no surprise he's not out here." Barrett went on, grinning, "The Irish are known for being cowards."
"That's it!" the Irishman snarled before turning and charging back towards the gorilla.
Kimber closed her eyes and sighed. She only opened them again when she heard the fans cheering. As she looked towards the monitor she noticed her boyfriend out on the stage being held back by security.
Suddenly Booker T came onto the stage, looking back and forth between the two wrestlers.
"Sheamus, I know you're angry but you've got to stop!" the SmackDown GM ordered, "Sheamus, stop! If you don't stop right now I'll have to be forced to give you the night off."
The Irishman shoved the security back but didn't charge the ring. He instead began to pace back and forth across the stage, hands clenching and unclenching. He was fighting doubly hard to hold his temper in check but it was hard. He was hanging on by mere threads.
"Now, if you want to say something to Barrett, have your say." Booker told him, "But I don't want to see you two coming to blows. Now say what you want to say."
He held the microphone out to the pacing Irishman. Sheamus finally came to a stop and looked at both him and it with a snarl on his lips. He turned his head and closed his eyes, trying to reign his temper in.
At last he managed to get control, seizing the mic from Booker. He looked up at Wade and glowered.
"Ah may be a lot of things, fella, but one this Ah'm not is a coward." he began, earning cheers from the fans before going on, "Ah've already told you before that Ah have no problems givin' you a shot at the title. Ah would have thought wit' those big ears of yers that you would have heard me."
Barrett began to sneer, mouthing something that Sheamus couldn't hear but was sure was unfavorable.
"Anytime, anywhere?" the Englishman asked, slowly beginning to smile. It was clear he was up to something.
Sheamus could see the wheels in his mind turning and he instantly found himself on edge. What did Barrett have up his sleeve?
"Yeah." he nodded, "Ah'll fight you anytime, anyplace."
"I'll hold you to that." Wade promised, laughing almost triumphantly.
The Irishman handed the mic back to Booker. Never taking his eyes off of Barrett he made his way backstage.
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The week went by quickly and it soon came time for another Raw. While Sheamus was down in the ring, in a match with The Miz, Kimber was busy interviewing John Cena for the WWE App.
She finished up shortly thereafter and made her way over to a nearby monitor, wanting to see how her boyfriend was fairing. She began to grin as she watched Sheamus land a devastating Brogue Kick on the self-proclaimed 'Awesome One' and go for the pin. He got the three count and jumped to his feet, leaning against the ropes and throwing his arms out in celebration. The arena erupted into cheers at the sight.
He eventually left the ring and made his way backstage, a big grin on his face. He always had fun beating up Miz.
He was just rounding a corner, intent of finding his girlfriend and getting a celebratory kiss, when he felt himself knocked off his feet. He and his attacker fell over an equipment case and hit the concrete ground, knocking the wind out of him. A second later the brawl was on.
Instinctually he started swinging. It took about three punched before he realized it was Wade he was fighting with. That realization fueled his rage and made his punches hit harder.
Siobhan, who had just come from a photo shoot with Kofi Kingston and was making her way to ringside, noticed the fight. She let out a yell of surprise and raced towards her brother and the Englishman.
Sheamus and Wade climbed to their feet, glowering at one another and ready to charge like two bulls. Suddenly Siobhan was between them, shoving at Wade's chest.
"Get out of the way, Siobhan!" Sheamus growled to his little sister.
"Enough!" the younger O'Shaunessy snapped at them both, "Stop it, both of ya! Yer actin' like a couple of eejits!"
The Celtic Warrior looked at her and demanded, "Weren' you the one who told me to 'kick his arse'?"
Wade wheeled on Siobhan in surprise. His eyes slowly narrowed and he backed away from her. Siobhan's face began to redden and for once she appeared to be at a loss for words.
Barrett's trademark sneer fell back into place as he continued to back away, "I'll be seeing both of you later. You better enjoy that title while you can, Sheamus, because you won't have it much longer."
Sheamus glared at the retreating man, watching as he went around the corner. Only when he was gone from sight did he turn his ire on his sister.
"What the hell were you thinkin' gettin' involved?!" he growled at Siobhan, "You could have been hurt!"
"Wade wouldn' have hurt me." his sister scoffed, "He wouldn' dare."
Sheamus was too angry to speak. He simply waved his hand at her and turned, starting to storm back towards his locker room. He needed to punch a locker. Or the wall. Or the next gobshite he saw.
"Sheamus!"
He came to a stop and cast his eyes heavenward, sighing. He could hear the sounds of high heels clicking and he knew Kimber was there.
"Are you okay?" she asked, hurrying to his side.
"Ah'm fine!" he ended up snapping, "Why do you always have to ask me that?!"
The reporter drew to a stop, looking up at him in surprise. While this wasn't the first time he had ever yelled at her-they had argued before-this was the first time she had ever seen his complete ire directed at her.
"Oh, I don't know." Kimber muttered, crossing her arms over her chest, "I guess because I'm your girlfriend and I love you.
"But don't worry, I won't make that mistake again." she turned on her heels and started to stalk off, "Sorry for bothering you, Mr. O'Shaunessy."
Sheamus issued a curse and hurried after her, grabbing her arm and halting her retreat. She turned back around to face him and he wanted to kick himself for the hurt he saw in her eyes. Without a word he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly to him.
"Ah'm sorry." he apologized, lips against the top of her head, "Ah'm sorry for takin' my anger at Barrett out on you. You didn' deserve it and Ah promise Ah won' do it again."
He felt her stiff body begin to relax. When her arms came around his waist he sent a silent prayer of thanks.
"And I'm sorry for bothering you." he could hear her mumble against his chest, "I seem to be asking you if you're all right a lot lately. I can see why that might get on your nerves."
"You just care about me." he began to grin, giving the top of her head a kiss, "Ah can' fault you for that."
He leaned back, puffing out his chest and looking the very picture of arrogance, "Not that Ah can blame you. Ah am pretty loveable when Ah'm not actin' the maggot."
"Sometimes." Kimber conceded with a small smile.
They looked at one another and their smiles grew. He reached out and cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing across her skin.
"So are we all right?" he asked carefully.
"Yeah." Kimber nodded, "We're okay."
"Good." he gave her a kiss to seal the deal.
He pulled back and she could still see the hint of anger in his eyes.
"You're going to go find Barrett, aren't you?" she accused.
"Ah want to." he admitted.
"I can't stop you." Kimber sighed, taking his hand in hers, "And I wouldn't even try, especially considering what he just did."
She looked up at him and smiled sadly, "And I would tell you to be careful but you don't want to hear that right now."
"Ah promise not to break me hand on his ugly face." Sheamus raised a hand in solemn promise.
"I guess that'll have to do." Kimber laughed, shaking her head.
Sheamus pressed a kiss to her forehead before making his way down the corridor. Kimber watched after him with a sigh before rolling her eyes. Sometimes he could be such a chil-
Unexpectedly her stomach lurched.
The reporter's eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth as it did it again. Panicked, she turned and rushed into the nearest women's restroom. She dashed into the last stall and just made it to the toilet before she vomited.
Siobhan, who had been standing back and watching the interaction between Sheamus and Kimber, noticed the reporter's mad retreat and she hurried after her.
"Kember?" the redhead called out tentatively. She heard the sounds of vomiting and her nose crinkled.
She waited until she heard the sounds of flushing before making her way towards the stall.
"Are you all right?" she asked as she carefully opened the stall door.
She found the reporter leaning against the wall, beads of sweat lining her face and upper lip. She looked pale and drawn.
Kimber caught her eye and began to laugh with embarrassment.
"Yeah, I'm perfect." she rolled her eyes good-naturedly.
She straightened and made her way out of the stall and over to the sink. She turned on the cold water and wet a paper towel, dabbing at her forehead.
"I'm okay." she assured the Irishwoman, looking at her reflection in the mirror, "Really. I think it was just something I ate."
Her eyes suddenly widened and she turned, bolting back into the stall. Seconds later Siobhan could hear the sounds of retching.
AJ came bounding in during it and the Diva stopped, her eyes growing to the size of saucers.
"Who's in there?" she whispered to Siobhan.
"Kember." the camera woman clarified.
They heard the sounds of flushing and moments later Kimber remerged. She saw AJ and held up her hands.
"I'm fine." she stated.
AJ didn't look so sure. Neither did Siobhan.
"Ah think Ah should go get Sheamus." she took a few steps towards the door when Kimber called after her.
"Siobhan, really, don't." she tried to get her to stop, "I'm fine. We don't need to bother your brother with this. Especially not right now.
"I'll tell him later, after SmackDown." she finished.
"Sorry but Ah think he needs to know now." Siobhan wouldn't be deterred and she turned, leaving the restroom.
Kimber sighed, rolling her eyes, "God, she's just as stubborn as her brother."
"Maybe it's an Irish thing." AJ suggested lightly.
"No, I think it's an O'Shaunessy thing." Kimber giggled weakly.
"Come on, lets get you taken care of." AJ took her arm and led her over to the sink.
She handed her a wet towel and told her she was going to get her a bottle of water. Once she was gone Kimber slowly lowered the towel and looked at her reflection. She began to smile wryly. Well at least it hadn't happened while she had been on camera.
Siobhan found Sheamus stalking the corridors, on the lookout for Barrett no doubt.
"Oi!" she called out, hurrying to catch up with him.
"Don' try to stop me." he warned.
"Ah don' give a damn about Barrett." Siobhan finally caught him, grabbing his arm, "Kember needs you."
At the sound of his girlfriend's name the Irishman turned around, "What's goin' on?"
"She just got sick." Siobhan explained, "Twice."
She turned and led the way back towards the restroom. As they approached Kimber and AJ emerged, Kimber looking much better.
"I'm fine." she tried to reassure her boyfriend as he came forward, hand raised, "Really, it's nothing to worry about."
"What happen?" he asked tenderly, gently putting an arm around her and tucking her against his side.
"I think it was food poisoning." she stated, "I had shrimp for lunch. I guess it must have been bad or was turning or whatever."
Sheamus looked down at her, still concerned. Kimber simply laughed, trying to get him to see the levity of the situation.
"Really, I'm okay." she stated, pausing before replying weakly, "Okay, maybe after I brush my teeth. Then I'll be a hundred percent."
The Celtic Warrior studied her carefully. She did look all right. Maybe a little pale for his liking, but her eyes were bright and she was in good spirits. He eventually relented, letting her get on with her job while he went to get cleaned up.
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Sheamus and Kimber woke up early the next morning and started getting dressed. That is, after the wrestler fretted over her and made sure she really was all right. Kimber had called him out, joking that now he was the one always asking. He had conceded and the pair had laughed over the situation.
While the Irishman was sitting in the nearby chair and tying his shoes he looked over at Kimber, who was packing up her bags.
The second season of her YouTube show, One Week With. . .,was starting up this week and she was going to leave him to spend the week with a Superstar or Diva.
Five days without her. Five days of waking up alone. To say Sheamus wasn't looking forward to it was an understatement.
But it was a part of her job and she loved it, so he kept his opinions to himself.
"So who are you spendin' the week wit'?" he asked as he finished tying his shoe and stood up.
Kimber finished packing her bags and glanced at him sideways, her fingers now fidgeting in front of her.
"I. . .um. . ." she hedged before plowing right through, "I'm spending the week with Wade Barrett."
Sheamus looked at her and began to chuckle. Yeah, right.
But when he saw she wasn't joining in, when she in fact looked downright nervous, he knew she wasn't kidding.
His smile disappeared as a sneer took it's place.
"The hell you are." he growled, his temper beginning to flare.
"Sheamus-"
"No!" the Irishman snarled, "Yer not spendin' the week wit' that bastard, Kember! Yer not doin' it!"
"I don't have a choice." Kimber went on when he scoffed, "I tried to talk the office out of it but they were adamant.
"Besides, I'm still on thin ice with Mr. McMahon." she went on, trying to get him to see reason, "The last thing I want to do is piss him off any further."
"Ah don' like it." the Celtic Warrior announced after a long silence.
"I'm not exactly thrilled about it either." Kimber sighed, glancing down at her clasped hands.
The wrestler could see how conflicted she was and he sighed, regretting his tirade. It wasn't her fault, he knew.
He walked over to her and cupped her chin, lifting her face up. She glanced up at him hesitantly, unsure of what he was going to say. She slowly began to smile, though, when he simply tapped his lips and leaned down.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a warm kiss, one he wasted no time in deepening.
When the kiss was over he kept her held tightly to him, his face buried in her neck.
"I'm sorry." she murmured, her head on his shoulder.
"Just be careful." he kissed her neck before pulling back to look into her green eyes, "And if Barrett gives you any trouble call me."
"I will." Kimber promised.
They gathered their things and headed down to the lobby to check out. While doing so Kimber noticed Barrett enter the lobby. She walked over to him, noting the sneer on his lips.
"Let's get one thing straight right now." the Englishman announced, leaning down until the pair were practically nose-to-nose, "I'm not looking forward to having to deal with you tagging along and getting in my way. So stay out of my sight until I call for you and we'll get along just fine."
Before Kimber could retort she felt a hand on her elbow, moving her back. Suddenly Sheamus was standing in her place, glaring at the Englishman. Wade rose to his full height, his sneer deepening.
"Threaten her one more time, Barrett." the Celtic Warrior growled, "Ah'm beggin' you to, fella."
"Save it for the ring, you two." Kimber placed a hand on Sheamus' arm, "Sheamus, he was just being his usual grumpy self. It's nothing I can't handle."
She turned to Wade and went on, "And as for you, I'm here to do my job. And right now it's a job I don't like anymore than you do. Just let me get my interviews and footage and I'll be more than happy to stay away from you for the rest of the time."
Wade regarded her sourly but remained silent. Kimber took that to mean that the situation had been diffused. She tugged on her boyfriend's arm and he eventually backed away from the former bare-knuckle brawler.
They walked over to the picture window, the Irishman scrubbing his hands over his face as he fought to control his temper. When he lowered his hands he frowned down at his girlfriend.
"He gives you any trouble and Ah'll tear his head off." the Irishman warned.
"I'll be all right." she tried to reassure him, taking his large hands in hers.
She offered a small smile, "I'll see you tonight at SmackDown."
"Ah want you to call me." he tugged her up on her tiptoes and gave her a hard kiss, "Every hour on the hour."
Kimber found herself giggling against his lips. At the sound of it the Irishman felt some of his anger subside and he gave her a small smile in return.
"I love you." the reporter murmured tenderly to him.
"Me, too." he nodded, giving her a hug.
He locked eyes with Barrett's over her head, silently warning the other man. Wade glowered at him but kept quiet.
The Celtic Warrior eventually released her, turning to collect his bags. When he looked back at her she could see just how much it was tearing him up, forced to watch her go off with the other man. His enemy, no less.
"Tonight." she promised, patting his arm.
"Tonight." he nodded.
Giving her one last look, he turned and made his way out of the hotel.
"If you're finished with the waterworks I have a schedule to keep." Wade snapped from behind her.
Kimber's eyes began to constrict as she seized her bags and made her way over to him.
"By all means, let's go." she gave him a cold smile.
Wade grabbed his bags and started to lead the way out. Kimber had to hurry to keep up with his long strides. She had a sneaking suspicion that he was purposely walking quickly.
They were almost to the door when they heard a female voice yell out, "Wait for me!"
The pair turned to see Siobhan rushing after them, her bag trailing behind her.
"What are you doing here?" Wade asked with disdain. It was clear he was still smarting from her comment for Sheamus to kick his ass.
"Joel had a personal matter and had to go home." the redheaded woman clarified, "So Ah'll be yer camerawoman this week."
"I had no idea you knew how to operate a television camera." Kimber wasn't certain, but it actually sounded like Wade was a little impressed.
"Ah'm a woman of many talents." the Irishwoman deadpanned, mistaking his intent.
"Of that I have no doubt, sweetheart." Wade smirked down at her before turning and heading out of the hotel.
"Ah'm goin' to kill him." Siobhan muttered to Kimber.
"Well look at it this way," Kimber slipped an arm around the other woman's shoulders and grinned, "If you do you'll be saving Sheamus the trouble."
"Ooh, then Ah won' have to buy him a gift for Christmas this year!" Siobhan's eyes lit up at the thought.
Laughing, the two women made their way out of the hotel.
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Seriously, if you haven't seen Sheamus' match with Michael McGillicutty on Saturday Morning Slam you need to go on YouTube and watch it. It is absolutely hilarious!
Also, holy crap, what an OUTSTANDING tag match with him and Christian vs Cesaro and Swagger last night! When he was in the corner, waving Cesaro back in, I got Rocky 3 vibes. So intense! They NEED to start a program with those two ASAP.
I'm not sure when the next chapter is coming. Sorry! Just be on the lookout. :)