Chapter 15:

Delilah glanced at her reflection in the mirror. She sighed and turned to Lisa who nodded her head excitedly. She couldn't believe she was actually agreeing about it. She hated swimsuit shopping more than anything else in the world. Especially when that suit is a bikini.

She sighed before returning to the dressing room. They bought the suits and ventured into other parts of the mall. About half way through their trip they ran into James who had his hands full of their bags and his.

"Can we go get something to eat please before my arms fall off?" He asked, glancing at his sister who nodded in agreement and headed to the entrance of the mall. They found her rental car and headed to a restaurant in the California area.

"OH! Let's go to Disney Land!!!" Lisa shouted as they passed the large theme park. James and Delilah glanced at each other before shrugging and flipping a U at the next intersection.

Delilah had no clue how expensive it was to get into the Disney theme park. She frowned at Lisa before following her into the over crowded park.

"Why did we agree to come here?" James asked coming out of the men's bathroom in his new pair of trunks and flip flops.

"….you know, I have no clue. I've never been though, it could be fun. It gives me a break from work really." Delilah told him, waiting with her new sunglasses and bikini under a pair of white shorts and a white tank top. She smiled and he returned the favor before Lisa hopped out of the bathroom.

"This is so exciting!! Thanks so much for bringing us to Cali with you! This is probably more exciting than going to the event tomorrow." She giggled, before all three of them headed further into the park.

They grabbed something to eat before deciding on which rides to go on. They made a list, on a napkin before getting up to go to the first on the list. It wasn't too long before a group of teens and younger kids came up to Delilah. She stopped and stared at them.

"You're Delilah aren't you? The WWE Women's Champion?" One of the teens asked. She smiled before nodding. The group then began asking her for autographs and such before finally leaving her be.

"Well, people are certainly starting to recognize you aren't they?" She heard a familiar voice from behind them. She spun around and placed her hands on her hips. John smiled at her, Randy waved and Shawn bombarded her with a hug. All three of them sported the golden Mickey Mouse ears hats. She couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you stalking me?" She asked, and he shrugged.

"We were here before you!" Shawn answered, sticking out his tongue childishly. She laughed again and glanced to Lisa and James.

"Well, if you're not stalking me, I guess you can join our little party." Delilah grinned before receiving nod as an answer.

"What ride were you guys going to?" John asked, as they resumed walking again.

"Pirates!" Lisa answered skipping ahead childishly.

"Nice…" Randy answered, following skipping as well.

"I'm not a fan really." John told them, a frown on his face.

"We could go wait in line at Splash Mountain, because honestly, I don't need to see animatronic pirates in my memory." Delilah told him, before they slipped away from the rest of the group. After being bombarded by the same group of kids, except this time with more fans and tons of questions about John and Delilah's relation ship, they made it to the Splash Mountain Line.

"I wonder whether they noticed if we're gone or not…" John stated, stuffing his hands in his pocket. Delilah laughed before resisting the urge to give him a random hug.

"Probably not, they're all having fun on Pirates of the Caribbean!" She laughed as the line shifted a little bit forward. John smiled down at her as she fixed her tank top. He thought back to that night a few months ago, remembering her with her top off. He felt himself blush a little bit before running his hand through his hair and clearing h is throat. The line moved again.

Delilah's head shifted a little. She had gotten tired of standing a long time ago, announced it, and after a while of arguing agreed to let John carry her on his back. She had gotten tired, again, and had fallen asleep, while they waited for the line to go down.

There was a flash of light and Delilah's head snapped up. People were taking pictures of her. They had made it to the front of the line, but the fans had followed them and were now taking pictures of their current situation. John and Delilah looked at each other before climbing into the ride, in the very front seat.

They went through most of the ride without Delilah crying like a little girl like she did on most rides. Once they got to the big drop, however, she resumed to bury her head in his shoulder and gripped his arm tightly.

After getting really wet on the ride, the two came off laughing before Delilah gave John a large hug.

"Oh my gosh! I don't think I've had this much fun since…ever." She admitted sourly as she resumed hugging John.

"Well I'm glad…now hop on!" He told her, pointing to his back.

"Where are we going?" She asked as he began running to an unknown destination.

"To the food courts! I'm starving!" They laughed and Delilah, once again, buried her head in his neckline, closing her eyes for a short while.

They reached their destination, and grabbed something to eat. It wasn't too long that Lisa and the rest of the crew had caught up to them, laughing and singing pirate songs.

"Hey, where did you two run off to!" Lisa asked, sitting down next to Delilah and taking a drink of her friend's fruit smoothie.

"Splash Mountain! We had more fun than you guys did." John told them sticking out his tongue at Lisa. Delilah looked at James who was on the phone with some one and rolled her eyes.

"Don't you ever get tired of talking on that phone, one of these day's it's going to permantly attach it's self to your ear." She told him once he had snapped it shut.

"Don't be so mean Dee…it was mom and dad. Guess where they are!"

"….in Jamaica." She guessed with a smile, seeing one form on John's lips out of the corner of her eye.

"No. they're here in California. They want to talk to you…" He told her, almost in a sing-song 'you're so in trouble' voice.

"Damn it. Call them back and tell them I'm busy with work and I can't go see them." She told her brother quickly, with a smile on her face.

"They want to talk to you about you're so called work…Dad's very angry with you."

"Bleh…."

Delilah's head met the table and she sighed.

"What's so horrible about seeing your parents?" Shawn asked from his seat next to Lisa.

"My dad doesn't approve of women in sports really. He'd rather see Delilah in medicine or something else."

"Well they can suck eggs. I don't care what they say." Delilah told her brother who nodded in agreement.

She glanced over at john who had just finished stuffing his face and smiled before glancing back at James who was on the phone again. She rolled her eyes and glanced at Lisa who shrugged.

"That was mom and dad again. They want to have dinner with us. Some where nice. They want us to bring dates…." He said raising his eyebrows as Delilah groaned in frustration.

"Well…what the hell. Where am I supposed to find a date in California?" James' gaze shifted from hers to John's who just stared back, still stuffing his face. He swallowed his food and turned to Delilah.

"I'll be your date if you want…your mom thinks we're dating anyway doesn't she?" He told her with a half smile on his face. She agreed quietly before standing up and dusting her shorts off.

"Well, I have to go shopping now, cause I don't have any nice clothes with me…John I guess I'll see you later." She told him before turning around and walking a way.

John, Delilah, Lisa and James all met each other in the lobby of the hotel later that evening. Delilah, who had gone shopping just mere hours before, was wearing her new dress and was dreading dinner more than anything.

The car ride was silent as her and John sat up front and Lisa and James resumed making out in the back seat. They pulled into the restaurant and slowly went inside where James and Delilah's parents were seated in the far back.

They made their way slowly to the table and greeted the elder couple silently.

"Delilah we need to talk to you about something." Her father began, just as she was seated. She looked up at him respectfully though all she really wanted to do was punch him in the face. She smiled and waited for him to continue.

"We don't like this job you have. I know your mother and I have always been on your case about finding another job but I don't think this one is the right one." He continued, staring at John from the corner of his eye.

"But I like it." She whispered quietly, still loud enough for her parents to hear.

John felt more than uncomfortable sitting there while Delilah was being lectured. He shifted uncomfortably and took a drink of his water.

"But you could get hurt! That's all we're worried about."

"Mom…I'm trained so I don't get hurt. If I do get hurt that means I did something wrong." Delilah explained, leaning across the table to get her point heard.

"I still think you should quit and find a different job." Her father told her before finally turning his attention to John. "Now he, can handle the job. That job is not meant for women. He's nice and big and strong. He's a good man."

John smiled in return and glanced at Delilah who was fuming mad.

"I'm not going to quit." She said finally, the table went quiet and everybody was staring at her.

"Excuse me young lady?" Her father inquired, raising his eyebrow to look across the table sternly at her.

"I'm not quitting. I know I may have hated the WWE at one point but I have more than one reason not to quit and one of those is that I love…it." She stopped her self before she said John's name out loud.

"If you continue working that job I will disown you." Her father snapped loudly so everyone in the restaurant stopped what they were doing to eavesdrop on them.

"You make is sound as if I'm a prostitute or something. I'm not I'm a sport entertainer….and I'm keeping my job, no matter WHAT you say. I've always lived my life according to what you wanted me to live it like. I'm not a little girl and I will do what ever I want." She stood up and turned to leave, storming out of the restaurant. John following her quickly. She stood outside with her arms crossed and tapping her foot angrily.

"You were going to say something else weren't you…" John asked quietly, watching as she turned around slowly.

"Perhaps…"

"Who were you going to say…?" he asked this knowingly, waiting for the response though.

"….you." She admitted softly, not wanting to look him in the face. He smiled before leaning down and kissing her softly on the lips.