Triple H was still on the couch, his leg shaking. He was bored, even with the tv on. He needed something to do to get rid of this nervous energy he had. He could go down to the hotel's casino for awhile he thought. He looked at the nearby alarm clock. Scratch that, it was still too early and he didn't feel like getting mobbed by fans after 4 hours of signing autographs. The top floor restaurant of the hotel had been closed to the public for this particular pay per view. Might as well go have a drink, he said to himself. Yeah, he thought as he got up and headed for the door, maybe that will calm my nerves at least. And he left. He was just about to make it to the elevator when he saw Ivy coming out of her room.

Poison Ivy was her ring name, to be exact. But at 5ft 9 and 150lbs, she didn't seem like poison at all. She had long blond hair that ended just above her waist and she was a terror in the ring. She was on of the lucky ones that were picked up from the FCW down in Florida, but had dropped the southern drawl a long time ago. She was a hard worker and loved her job, even if she was always stuck jobbing to the likes of Maryse and even Jillian Hall. She just loved being apart of the WWE. If it weren't for the WWE picking her up, she would have never met her husband, which put a constant smile on her face more than ever before.

"Hey, Hunter, what's going on?"

"Hey, Ivy, how's it feel to be a newly wed?" he politely grinned. Gone were those days for him.

"Oh, just peachy", she grinned. "I still can't believe it".

"Me neither. It's about time someone made an honest woman out of your ass", Hunter teased. She punched him in the arm. "Damn mosquitoes".

She smiled, "you are such a jerk".

"You love me anyway", he replied. At least someone did. His wife sure as hell didn't anymore.

"Yeah, I do". She looked at him. "Is everything all right?"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"Well, I know it's probably none of my business, but the other night I heard you two fighting", she said.

"You did? I'm sorry about that. I hope we didn't disturb you two", his shoulders slumped.

"No", Ivy shook her head. "But if you do need to talk to someone, I'm here".

"Thanks. I appreciate that. I can only guess that the honeymoon's over. Steph's been busy trying to run the creative department and all. Sometimes our schedules don't line up like they should. She's just overworked".

"Oh, I'm sure, I'm sure. Well, I've got to get going. Remember what I said though".

"I will, Ivy. Thank you".

"Oh come here", she drew him into a hug. "You know I'm here for you, big brother". She let him go. I'll see you around".

"See ya, Ivy. Thanks again. Say hi to John for me".

"I will", she said and continued down the hall and he made his way toward the elevator.