Chapter: 9: A Night of Planning

Night of Champions.

Sunday came around way too quickly for Adam as he prepared to go one-on-one with 'The Animal' Batista, with his World Heavy weight Championship on the line.

Vickie was babbling away with Chavo and Bam, Adam hadn't seen Phil since Monday, his wedding was edging closer and closer, and he was nervous as to what Phil's plan to save him was.

It was Nerve wracking! Adam sighed, as he grabbed the World title, and slipped out of the room unnoticed. He walked down the halls, not paying much attention to where he was going until he slammed into what seemed like a brick wall, knocking himself off balance, as he flew, and landing on his ass on the floor.

He looked up to see the man he was to face later on, Batista smirking down at him and he had company.

"Well, well, well... looky what we've got here boys... It's the General Manager's pretty bitch boy..." he sneered out. Paul (Triple H), Shawn, Jeff, Matt AND Phil stood behind the Animal.

Shawn smiled uncomfortably, Paul, Matt and Jeff laughed, but Phil narrowed his eyes at the back of Dave's head, murder in his eyes for saying that. Adam sat on the floor opening his mouth to reply, feeling as though he was cemented as he locked eyes with Phil.

'It's okay Baby ... please keep your big mouth shut' Phil pleaded silently with his eyes, Adam obviously understanding, shut his mouth and climbed back to his feet.

He picked up the World title, tossing it over his shoulder, letting that message speak for itself. He locked eyes with Punk for a moment, feeling a calming feeling coming over him as he turned and walked away.

Jeff, glanced between Adam's disappearing back, and Phil's look of longing as his eyes followed Adam's disappearing form, wondering if he was the only one who caught the silent warnings between the supposed enemies.

"Pussy..." Dave muttered stalking away in the opposite direction, Paul, Shawn and Matt following as though they were lost puppies. Jeff however stayed, placing a hand on Punk's shoulder.

"Punk can I talk to you for a moment?" he asked as Punk blinked before nodding his head, blinking his eyes furiously. "Sure... what's on your mind Jeff?"

"Somewhere private Punk..."

"Um... Okay" Punk murmured confusion written clearly on his hansom features. He followed Jeff into a secluded area as Jeff turned to look at him.

"Spill it Punk... What's goin' on with you an Edge?" Jeff asked in his southern drawl, as Punk's eyes widened but he forced himself to play it cool and act like he didn't understand what Jeff was talking about.

"What do you mean Jeff? Edge and I have nothing going on... I ha-... *Punk closed his eyes* I ha-... I don't like... him... okay?" Jeff snorted and started laughing. "Sure! Now tell me the truth... Or should I go ask him my-"

"No!" Punk hissed interrupting Jeff mid-sentence. Jeff smirked, placing his hands on his slim hips as he watched Punk close and open his eyes.

"I... I love him okay... we're kind of together... yet not together... I guess..." Punk mumbled as Jeff pursed his lips. "Does he love you?" Punk played with his tongue piercing, closing his eyes, murmuring "I'd like to think so..." quietly.

"How do you feel about him?" Jeff asked as Punk blinked. "I said I loved him". "No Tell me how you FEEEELL". Jeff replied rolling his eyes as Punk caught the meaning.

"Okay. When I'm with him, the feeling is the greatest thing I've ever felt. Like I've finally found the place I belonged. He has my heart. I feel as if I can accomplish anything when we're together. When I'm away from him... I feel hopeless, I feel cold. He's like... I NEED him like the air I breathe... and I have him, yet I don't." Punk muttered as Jeff watched his facial features change with every word.

"Wow..." Was all Jeff could say as Punk nodded. "What ... do you mean about that last part? You have him but you don't..."

"I mean that, I'd like to think he's mine, and he wants to be with me as much I want to be with him, yet... Officially, Vickie... has him. I try to avoid stuff like this... help me god I tried, but my feelings, the lust was too strong to resist" Punk murmured shaking his head as Jeff's eyes narrowed. "So that's it! He's going to marry Vickie to keep the title and use you on the side huh?" Jeff hissed as Punk shook his head.

"Jeff listen to me" Punk murmured gripping the younger man's shoulders. "Adam HAS changed. Whether you want to believe it, believe me or not, he HAS. He wants to be with me, but he's scared..."

"Of...?" Jeff asked relaxing in Punk's grasp. "La Famila... Hurting me... When Vickie finds out..." Punk answered as Jeff blinked. "Oh..."

"Yeah... It just KILLS me seeing him miserable, stuck with that She-beast..." Punk hissed narrowing his green orbs, just as Adam caught his eye from the corner. "Jeff..."

"I'm coming too." Jeff said following Punk to the locker room Adam was in. Adam's eyes brightened when he saw Phil, then widened in horror when he saw Jeff step in and close the door behind him.

"Relax sunshine... he knows about us..." Phil murmured walking over leaning up to kiss Adam passionately. "Feeling any better baby?"

"He sick?" Jeff asked walking towards Adam. Phil snorted slipping an arm around Adam's waist, his other gently swatting his backside causing Adam to let out a yelp.

"No. We made Love Monday night, and it just so happens that our little Rated "R" Superstar, had never-" Adam kissed Phil, cutting him off.

"Phil please don't ... say ... anything!" Adam begged cheeks tinted pink with embarrassment as Phil chuckled. "-he was a virgin... never bottomed before with a guy anyways..." Jeff smirked as Adam blushed letting out a small whine. "Phillip!" he complained as Phil smirked holding him tightly to his chest.

"Ugh even though you're an asshole... I love you" Adam murmured still blushing as he kissed Phil. Phil smiled returning the kiss. "I love you too Sunshine." Jeff felt a smile spread across his lips as he watched the two lovers.

"So Phil... What's your plan... my wedding... is less than a week away... I want to secure the world title... but I want to be with you even more... I'm... worried." Adam muttered as Phil blinked.

"Honey do you want to get married?" It was Adam's turn to blink. "Yes I do Phil... just not to Vickie..." Phil smiled as Adam blinked. "Oh by the way... Dave got it wrong earlier... you're my pretty bitch boy"

"I'm not a bitch" Adam growled as Jeff smirked. "Yeah you are... from the looks and sounds of this... looks like you're Punky's bitch"

Phil smirked matching Jeff's while Adam sighed dropping his head. "See..."

"Your plan Punk?" Adam asked ignoring the last comments. Phil chuckled. "Told you... wait and see".

Jeff glanced at Adam. "If you really wanted to be with Phil...You could leave Vickie trade yourself to Raw. I could help back you guys up... I mean I could get John's help, Matty's... Randy's... You could be together..." Jeff murmured as Phil smiled.

"Thanks Jeff! You could get them together to add to my plan..." Adam blinked. "Um guys kind of outta the loop here..." Phil smiled kissing him gently on the lips. "You got Dave to worry about. No need to get stressed about anything else." he murmured pushing the hair behind Adam's ear.

Jeff smiled at the sweet gesture. No matter how much he had disliked Adam, he couldn't help thinking about how damn cute they were together. As though they were meant for each other.

Phil and Jeff watched Adam take on Dave from the back, both winching as Adam took a sick looking spine buster. Phil growled as Vickie came out, trying to protect Adam's title.

"Fat ho" Jeff grumbled annoyed. The match came to the end when Dave threw Vickie at the rest of La Famila, when he turned around, Edge nailed him with the spear to pick up the win and retain the World title.

"Okay... so this is how it's going to go..." Phil started, talking to Jeff as they went over Phil's plan for the upcoming 'wedding'.

End of Chapter 9