Chris didn't know how this whole thing had started but he had to admit he was sure as Hell enjoying it.

He also didn't know which was better, the fact that Scott was fighting with a teenage girl or the fact that the fight was about him.

Yes, you heard right, Scott was having a fight with everyone's favorite stalker, Sierra. The fangirl had caught Chris giving Scott a kiss on the cheek before filming began that day and had instantly started asking all kinds of questions. When she had found out that Scott was Chris' lover of four years, she'd freaked out. Thank God Chris kept his address majorly top secret, otherwise he knows Sierra would have pictures of them in bed (or worse) all over her website by now.

But he was almost glad that Sierra knew his secret since he was currently sitting in a beach chair in the cargo hold, sipping at a glass of tomato juice and watching the most awesome thing ever.

Sierra was standing with her hands clasped, an overly excited look on her face as she stared eagerly at Scott who was scowling and had his arms crossed over his tight pink shirt.

The fangirl had claimed to know everything about Chris and Scott had rolled his eyes, sure that he knew more than she did but Sierra was proving to be a good opponent and Scott was getting frustrated while Chris was secretly creeped out by Sierra's knowledge. But what better subject to know about then him huh?

"Well, you may know his favorite drinks but what does he drink when he has a hangover?" Scott asked, hope in his eyes that he had finally trumped Sierra.

The girl grinned, "Oh! That's easy, black coffee and lime juice," Scott pouted and Chris raised an eyebrow, how exactly did she know that?

"What's Chris' favorite song?" Sierra asked Scott, jumping in place hyperly.

"Our song is Born to be my Baby by Bon Jovi but Chris' other fav is-"Sharp Dressed Man by ZZ Top!" he and Sierra said in unison.

"Fine, what's Chris' favorite flavor of lip gloss?" Scott glared at the girl and Chris chuckled quietly over his obvious jealousy. Though he truly doubted Sierra knew everything about his past despite her interviews with his high school teachers, Scott would always know him best.

"It has to be either strawberry or mint chocolate cuz I've seen you apply both, I think strawberry since you're wearing that now and Chris keeps watching your lips," Sierra just smiled happily as both men stared at her incredulously. If only she used her powers for good!

"What cologne was Chris wearing at the Emmys last year?" was the girl's next question and Scott smirked.

"Chris doesn't wear cologne, he uses Axe body wash and before the Emmys last year, we had fondue in the limo and put the chocolate to good use," Scott giggled deviously and Chris held back his blush.

"So that's what that smell was," Sierra said to herself, tapping her chin thoughtfully. Chris winced, when had she smelled him and how did she even get near him at the Emmys?

"I've got one for you Sierra," Scott uncrossed his arms and slid his hands in the pockets of his faded jeans; he looked much more relaxed, more confident that he could win. Sierra bounced eagerly.

"Where can I kiss Chris to turn him into jelly?" Scott grinned while Chris sipped his juice distractedly, not daring to glance at Sierra.

"Well, a man's most sensitive place is their neck but Chris doesn't seem like a neck person. He's cooler than that," she batted her eyes at the host and he held back his cringe of disgust, Scott went back to glaring.

"So you don't know?"

"Oh no, it's his feet right?" she tilted her head curiously. Scott looked helplessly at Chris. It wasn't specifically his feet; it was his big toe but still. Scott shook his head; he didn't want to know how she figured that one out.

"It's also the base of his spine," he shrugged just so he could one up Sierra but the girl was unfazed. Scott sighed.

"Final question then I'll concede defeat," he ran a hand through his blonde locks and looked at the girl determinedly.

"What design was on the boxers Chris wore in Egypt?" he asked smugly and Chris smirked, it was a trick question. Sierra's brow creased.

"But he wasn't wearing boxers, I saw up his skirt when he was telling us the rules of the challenge, he was wearing gold shorts," she said, looking at Scott confusedly. The blonde's mouth fell open.

"Well, what about Chris' favorite thing to do in bed?" he muttered agitated. Sierra stared for a second before shrugging.

"I don't know that, your last name is Bennet right?"

"No, it's Bingley," the blonde said quickly and Chris silently applauded his lover's protection technique from the crazed stalker.

Sierra squealed, "This is so going in my blog!" she yelled as she ran out the door.

Scott rubbed his forehead and stumbled over to Chris, falling into the host's lap, looking like he had just run a marathon.

"That girl is scary," he muttered, nuzzling against Chris, the host began massaging his back soothingly.

"You still beat her though,"

"Barely," he rolled his eyes then glanced at the door, worry in his eyes.

"We're putting more locks on your bedroom door and a security system," Chris raised an eyebrow before smiling.

"Good idea."

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Did anyone else find it awesome yet creepy that Sierra knew Chris liked tomato juice and went to his high school?

I love Sierra, she's so fun.

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