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I was shoved into a car. That time I did scream, unfortunately another hand covered my mouth before I could make any real noise. I licked it too, but instead of freaking out the hand just moved to my eyes, so the first person could move. I was completely freak. I mean Not only am I in a car, with two people who won't let em know who they are…I also have spit on my eyelids and brows…and what's worst? It's my spit! The car stated to move. How the fuck could Andy allow me to be kidnapped?!

The car stopped, what was the combo? It felt like right, left, right, right. Crap I hope that's it, coz I'm planning to do a runner as soon as they let me go. One guy still had their saliva-covered hand over my eyes, but moved me so he had the other supporting under my shoulders. Great, fucking great, he's in prime grope spot, trust me, I know. Then the door my feet have been kicking since we started moving opened, and my feet were grabbed by I'm guessing the first guy who had me. This time I did scream, neither of them did anything, but neither did anyone else.

After like three minutes of being crudely carried, I was put on my feet but still being held by the guy who could grope me as I walked. Man I really wanted Jeff, like so bad. I was majorly scared shitless. I heard a door open, and I was pushed and lifted by the guy who still had me, finally I was set down, and the ferrel hand was finally removed from my face. SHIT. Where the fuck am I? I've never seen this place before. Ok Elsie think rationally, you're in a kitchen, a fairly hideous blue kitchen at that.

"How you doing little Dude?"

"John? You did that to me?

"Me and Randy, yea, what'd you think you were being kidnapped or something."

"God you're an ass, so where are we? Too close to be a hotel."

"You're right, now get up, I didn't hurt you that much when I was holding you in the car."

"That was you then? Man you got spit all on my face."

"Yea, well you got spit all over my hand, deal with it." He walked out of the kitchen, still not knowing where I was I figured I was safer following John than not. I followed him to what seem like some massive dark room. Great, now ii really am alone. I grabbed for the wall near the kitchen, and seared for a switch. Found one.

"SURPRISE!" about forty odd people yelled.

"What the –

"Welcome to the WWE Elsie." I guy with a really ugly jersey said. "I'm Shane, Shane McMahon."

"McMahon? Ok." Then I took a quick glance around the crowd. Ash, Candice, Mickie, Amez, Ria, Mel, Kelly, Paul, Shawn, Jeff's brother from the other night, Matt, and Jeff were there, as well as John and Randy, of course, strangely Aunty K, Dan and Andy, as well as a heap of people I didn't know. I walked over to Jeff, and just clung to him. He chuckled, and Andy walked up to me. I thumped him. Hard. He actually winced in pain.

"Andy. You my friend, are an asshole."

"You love me."

"Course I do, so what's with the people?"

"Party." No shit Sherlock.

Why's there a party?"

"You" Matt answered.

"Me?"

"Yep sweetheart" Shawn answered. How the hell are all these people in mine and Jeff's conversation? "We wanted to welcome you toe the WWE and let you meet some very cool people. I hugged him, then dragged him to where Aunty K and Dan were standing, Andy followed me.

"Aunty K, Dan, this si Shawn, my unofficial dad, Dad, this Aunty Kimmy and Dan."

"Pleased to meet you." I wandered off Shan and Kimmy chatted. I like literally walked to into Paul.

"Hellover, nice to see you."

"Hey Paulie. Did I tell you I was like kidnapped to come to some like really weird party."

"No I haven't heard that one. You look fabulous by the way." I looked down, still in my mini skirt and green tank from when I fell asleep, thank god I didn't get in my pajamas.

"Yea, well I had to be prepared for the next time you and Shawn abduct me. Too bad I wasn't in a pair of slacks and a football jersey with John and Randy." I said before we both laughed. Paul seemed to act like a host, taking me around to meet new people.

By the end of the night I had met Paul London and Brian Kendrick, Cody Runnels, Chris Irvine, Chris Benoit, Eddie Guerrero, who seemed really nice, like an uncle…well that's what I imagine an uncle would act like, clearly mine set very bad standards. Mark Calloway, Glenn Jacobs, Jerry Lawler and Jim Ross, Steve Williams, but everyone seems to call him stone cold…go figure, Mick Foley and a heap of other people that seemed ok, most of them did anyway, all except this one guy, Carlos…no wait he wanted to be called Carlito, but this nice guy Ken something, he stepped in and told the guy with the afro to step off. Nice man, apparently he just got married, how cute.

After having a million conversations, which I managed to avoid saying anything really to anyone, I was exhausted, who knew having a past could be so much effort. I collapsed onto the couch next to Matt.

"Hey, how are you?" He asked, I found out, somewhere between Carlito and Eddie Fatu that this was Matt's place.

"I'm buggered" I said whilst yawning.

"Busy day?"

"You don't know the half of it." I was about to go all complaining bitch on his ass when I remembered that I should probably thank him.

"Thanks Matt."

"For what?"

"For this, for trying and for accepting me and Jeff. It all means a lot."

"You're welcome kiddo, you're like family or something. WWE, Jeff's girl, Ash's favourite new person."

"Ok. Two things?"

"Shoot."

"Where is Skittles? And You and Ash? What happened?"

"Skittles? Jeff?"

"Yea"

"He passed out about half an hour ago, so me and Paul carried him up to his room."

"Passed out? You mean I have to deal with hungover Jeff?"

"No I mean he fell asleep."

"Oh, he zonked out. Gotcha. Now you and Ash Mash, there is something there right? It's not my imagination?"

"There was." Matt said looking miserable, great I know just how to ruin days.

"You wanna talk about it? I mean the crowd has thinned out drastically, actually to the point where my ride is gone."

"Oh, right, you're staying here, with Jeff, your ummm cousin or someone packed all the new shit you got into a bag for you."

"Kay"

"Umm can I talk to you like in the office?" He got up and I followed him to his study.

"You ok?"

"It's me and Ash, I think."

"So I'm not dumb" I said more to me than Matt.

"We had been going out for I don't even know how long…ages."

"Ok, but dude, lesson one, always know how long you've been dating, if you forget then you're just sending the chick a 'you don't care' signal"

"Nine months, three weeks, five days, six hours" Matt checked his watch. "And forty-three minutes."

"Ok, now that was scary." I comforted him by putting my hand on his. "So Matt, if you're so into this relationship why does it seem to be over?"

"I fucked up."

"What'd you do?"

"Well nothing. I mean well I don't know."

"Ok, why don't you just try to explain, well whatever to do with it."

"Thank you Elsie." He rubbed his forehead. "Well I guess it all started when she moved to Raw. I was completely devastated, anyway the writers thought it would be good to pair her with Jeff, you know princess of punk and the king of extreme."

"Umm what?"

"Oh right, they're kind of like nick names people use for Jeff and Ash."

"Ok, continue."

"Anyway, both of them said absolutely not. That it was too weird." I smiled that Jeff was in fact all mine, on and off screen. "Vince understood."

"So where is the problem?" I asked royally confused.

"Well the problem is that one of the divas overheard and she left after she heard absolutely."

"And let me guess, it was Jillian and she told you, and you believed her."

"Well yea, actually."

"So you ignored Ash and Jeff….or you got really pissed at both of them."

"I ignored them. I went to go deal with Jeff the night I saw you and him." He explained. "Turns out that Melina had seen and heard everything Jillian had, and she told Ash what happened, who told Jeff, who tried to tell me on the phone, but I wouldn't listen. So when I saw him and you I just did anything to ruin it, because I had fucked up what Ash and I had. And for what?"

"You want an honest answer?"

"Well it was supposed to be a rhetorical question, but ok."

"So Jillian could get you to stop the storyline, so that she could go back to trying to sleep with your brother."

"Are you kidding me? This was all because that toad needs to get laid?"

"Pretty much. But when you give off to Ashley that you don't know half the shit you actually do, you are seriously making her doubt the feeling you have for her."

"When'd you get so smart?"

"When I was fifteen." Matt leaned over and gave me a hug.

"Thanks Elsie."

"Hey Matt, can you seriously not call me Elsie."

"Alright. I'm sorry."

"It's ok, just annoying."

"I know what you mean Maggot."

"Maggot? Why Maggot?" Oh man now I'm whining!

"I really don't know, but how about this, the name stays maggot, but only you and I know that, I'll just call you Magz the rest of the time."

'I guess that's ok."

"Now I think we should go to bed, you and Jeff gotta be gone early tomorrow."

"Night Matt."

"Night Magz" He walked up the stairs, but I just moved to the couch, so I was lying down. "You coming Maggot?"

"Where to?"

"Bed, you're sharing with Jeff." I jumped up and practically ran up the staircase.

"Show me the way then." He showed me to a room, not wanting to disturb Jeff, I just walked over to the bed and climbed in with what I was wearing kicking off my shoes, obviously. I got comfy, lying against Jeff, and drifted off into a fabulous sleep.

Hope you enjoyed that one. Is anyone else jealous of Elsie? Or is it just me? OOO Read and Review...or I'll turn Paul Burchill back into a pirate...wait WHAT THE HELL AM I SAYING? I liked Paul Burchill as the pirate...Review anyway...I'll give you a cookie. xoxo