Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.

Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

Chapter Three

Friday morning came and Stephen got a room for Alex and himself. The young Virginian smiled at him when the Irishman handed him his card-key. Both men went to their room and got comfortable.

Stephen held Alex as they lay on one of the beds. "So what do you want to do today, fella?"

"I don't know," Alex replied. "What time do you want to go to dinner?"

"Well, Chili's doesn't close until one A.M. I figure we go after the house show."

The young man nodded. "What do you want to do before the house show?"

"You want to go to the museum or the zoo? We could go to the movies."

Alex smiled. "What time is it?"

Stephen looked at his cellphone. "Ten thirty-seven."

"How about this? We take a nap to about noon, go to lunch, and hit up a movie store or game store before the show?"

Stephen thought a moment and nodded. "We could do that." He set his alarm and they settled down to nap.

Zeke and Heath got to the hotel about two hours later. Zeke got their room and they both went up to it. The ginger plopped down onto one of the beds and sighed.

"Did you see the look on Wade's face?" Heath asked.

The black man nodded as he took of his shoes.

"I thought he was going to explode."

"I don't give a shit." Zeke sat down on Heath's bed.

Heath chuckled and sat up. He went to his boyfriend and kissed the back of his head before draping himself over Zeke's shoulders and wrapping his legs around the black man's waist. Zeke loved how Heath pressed himself against his body. He rubbed the young man's forearms.

"I love you," Heath whispered.

"I love you too, babe."

The ginger sniffed his lover. "You smell like chocolate. Did you use the Axe I bought you?"

Zeke turned his head and smiled at his lover.

Heath kissed his temple. "What do you want to do today?"

"Spend some time with you. Hey, what do we have to do tonight at the show?"

Heath disengaged himself for Zeke and went to his backpack. He pulled out a sheet of paper. "During Wade's fight with Kane, we come out and assist. Kane's supposed to choke-slam me and Justin. You're going to put him in the rack, but he slips out. We wolfpack him at the end to take him down."

Zeke nodded. "Well, what do you want to do before then?"

The One Man Rock Band smiled at him. "We can play video games, watch movies...make out..."

The large black laughed. He held his arms open for the smaller man to climb into his lap. He held Heath as the younger man nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

"Or we could stay like this," the ginger replied.

"We could, but we would get hungry."

"We would. What do you want to eat? I always pick."

Zeke smiled. "But I like taking care of you and giving you what you want."

Heath chuckled and kissed the base of his boyfriend's neck.

The black man moaned. "Pizza."

The ginger pulled away. "What?"

"I want pizza."

"Now I'm hungry."

Zeke looked at his watch. "It's a little after noon. Let's get some lunch then."

Heath stood up and they left. They made their way to the lobby and saw Alex and Stephen in the elevator. The four men greeted each other.

"What are you guys up to?" Zeke asked.

"Lunch," Alex replied.

"So are we," Heath said. "What are you guys going for?"

"We don't know," Stephen said. "Figured we walk around for a bit."

"We're going for pizza," Zeke said.

"I was having that craving last night but didn't get any," Alex said as he glared at Stephen.

He smiled and shook his head.

Zeke and Heath stared at them.

"He wanted steak," Alex simply explained.

"Join us then," Heath said.

"We don't want to intrude," Alex said.

"No, intrusion. It's good to hang out with friends."

Alex looked to Stephen, who nodded.

The four were on their way, walking around the city. Heath and Alex talked while Zeke and Stephen trailed behind them. Both men smiled and talked among themselves. The group did not know that they were being followed.

They found a little pizzeria and were escorted to a table in a secluded area. They looked over the menu.

"Do you want to get the fried calamari?" Heath asked.

"We can always get the sampler," Alex suggested.

"Fried calamari, fried mozzarella, garlic bread, and buffalo wings," Zeke read. "Sounds good."

"May I take your drink order?" a waiter asked.

"Ah, water for me," Heath replied.

"Coke," Stephen said.

Zeke decided, "Sweet Tea."

"Water for me as well," Alex added.

The waiter nodded and left.

"What kind of pizza do you guys want?" Alex asked.

"I like pineapple on mine," Heath admitted with Zeke nodding.

"Really?" Alex asked.

"He does," Zeke replied.

"How about this: we get two medium pizzas with the toppings we want and share?" Stephen suggested.

They all agreed and placed in their order when the waiter came with their drinks. They ate and talked, joked and laughed. They went back to the hotel and got ready for the show.

Wade looked to his stable-mates, eyes lingered on Heath for a long while. "So, you and Alex?"

Heath stared at him with wide eyes. "What do you mean?"

"You two dating?"

"Just friends."

The Brit nodded as he smirked.

After the show, Stephen and Alex went out on their date. The waitress placed them at a table in a dim corner so they would not be disturbed.

"So appetizer or not?" Alex asked.

"I'm really hungry," Stephen replied.

"Appetizer it is then. Oh, you looked great out there."

The Irishman smiled. "Thanks."

"I hope Randy didn't hurt you too much."

Stephen shook his head.

"I was thinking about the Hot Spinach and Artichoke dip and Southwestern Egg-rolls."

"Sounds good."

"Good evening, gentleman," the waitress greeted. "What can I get for you this evening?"

"I would like Guinness," Stephen requested.

"I would like the Tropical Sunrise Margarita with water on the side," Alex said.

"Okay," she said as she wrote their order down.

"Also we would like the Spinach and Artichoke dip and Southwestern Egg-rolls for starters," Alex replied. "We're still trying to decide."

She nodded and left.

They looked over their menus for a few moments and the waitress came back with their drinks.

Stephen said, "I would like to try the South Smokehouse Bacon Burger."

"Crispy Shrimp Tacos for me," Alex said.

She nodded and took their menus.

"Tell me about yourself," Stephen said.

"There's nothing much to tell," Alex replied. "I'm the only child. I like football and wrestling. I love to read when I have time. I love to walk on the beach barefoot. I just love the feel of sand."

Stephen listened to Alex talk. The Irishman had a smile on his face and his eyes twinkled. He loved how Alex smiled and chuckled. They ate their meal and had dessert. They walked around the town for a bit before going back to their hotel. They got ready for bed and lay together.

"I have to leave in the morning," Alex said.

"Why?" Stephen asked.

"I have to be at Raw's house show tomorrow night."

"Really, luv?"

The young Virginian nodded.

"What time do you have to leave?"

"Early like around five in the morning. At least the house show is only four hours away."

"You driving?"

Alex nodded.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

The younger man slapped Stephen's chest. "You have a show tomorrow night. I want you to be rested."

"Okay." He kissed the Alex. "I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too."

They stared at each other before Alex kissed the Irishman. Their mouths moved as one and their tongues twirled in each other's mouth.

"We should get to bed," Stephen breathed.

Alex nodded.

They settled down and slept.

The next morning, Alex was on his way. He wanted to stay with Stephen but had to be at the next house show. He missed Mike and wanted to see him again. He made it to his destination by nine fifteen and went to get his card-key. He all but ran to his friend's room.

Alex quietly slipped in, put his things down next to his bed, and laid down. He could feel his bed dip down and knew that Mike had crawled in beside him.

"Hi, Mikey," Alex greeted.

"Morning," the older blond replied. "Did you miss me?"

The younger nodded. "I went out on a date last night."

"With who?"

Alex turned to look at his best friend. "Stephen."

"As in Sheamus?"

He nodded.

Mike smiled. "How was it?"

"Wonderful. It was a great first date. I miss him already, but I'll get to see him for Tuesday filming."

Mike nodded.

There was a knock at the door and they looked to it.

"Are you expecting anyone?" Alex asked as he climbed out of his bed.

Mike shook his head.

The young Virginian answered the door and smiled. He stepped aside and in walked Mark. He took off his cowboy hat and smiled at Mike. Alex closed the door just as Mike leapt into the older man's arms.

"What are you doing here?" Mike asked.

"I came to see you," Mark replied.

Mike smiled. He dragged the large man to his bed and pushed him down. He took off Mark's boots. The older man laughed at his younger lover.

"How are you doing, Kevin?" Mark asked.

"Good," he replied. "Glenn offered his protection to me."

"I heard about Barrett," Mark said.

"What did Wade do?" Mike asked.

"He came on to me," Alex said.

"Is that all?" Mike questioned.

Alex nodded, not looking at his friend.

Mike clucked his tongue. "What did he do?"

"That's it, Mikey."

"Mark...get him."

Mark stood and smiled at Alex.

"Shit!" Alex exclaimed.

He made a run for the door, but with inhuman speed, Mark caught him and brought him back to the bed.

"Talk," the Deadman commanded.

Alex sighed. "He tried to attack me while I was in the gym one day."

"What?" Mike asked.

"He tried to attack me, but I fended him off. Luckily, Heath came in and interrupted his attack."

Mike looked to Mark. He nodded and his boyfriend put his friend down.

"I can take care of myself, Mike."

Mike sighed and closed his eyes. "You're getting into a martial arts class."

"What?" came from Alex and Mark.

"He's getting into a martial arts class."

"You're not my mother," Alex said. "I held my own really well."

"Just do it for me...please."

Alex looked to Mark, who shrugged his shoulders.

"Please?"

Alex rolled his eyes. "Fine."

His friend smiled and hugged him. "Thank you."

"It's going to be kind of hard for me to learn martial arts with our schedule."

Mark thought a moment. "Don't worry. I have someone in mind to help you."

"Thank you, Mark," Mike said.

"Yeah...thanks, Mark," Alex replied as he glared at him.

The Deadman shrugged his shoulders and went to lay down. Mike crawled into bed and lay with his head on Mark's chest. Alex smiled and shook his head.

"Join us," Mike said.

"Why?" Alex questioned.

"Come on."

"Fine."

Alex crawled in as well on the other side of Mark. He too lay his head on the older man's chest.

"This feels nice," Alex replied. "Not the same."

"What does that mean?" Mark inquired. "You always liked laying beside me."

"You're not Stephen," Mike replied.

Mark knitted in eyebrows in confusion. He looked to the youngest in the room. "Really?"

Alex nodded.

"Good," Mark said.

"Huh?" fell from Alex's and Mike's lips.

"Stephen always had a crush on you," Mark explained. "Just ask Glenn. He'll tell you all about it."

Alex smiled broadened.

"Now, settle down. I would like to rest," Mark said.

The three chuckled for a bit before settling down to rest.