Chapter 12

Reggie was in a nice, content sleep. A small smile on her face. The clock radio next her to was playing softly. And then the knocking started. At first it was soft and then it started getting louder. She frowned in her sleep. And then the knocking persisted. She grabbed a near by pillow and put it over her head but it just couldn't muffle the loud sounds coming from outside her door. She got out of bed and ripped open the door.

"What?!" she exploded.

Ivy was standing there in a black jogging outfit, a smile on her face. "Good morning, Sunshine".

"Screw you. Why am I even talking to you? You suck".

Ivy laughed and grinned, "on occasion. Get dressed. It's that time".

"What? Are you kidding?"

"Yup. Come on, go get dressed. There's much to discuss".

Reggie just groaned and shut the door in her face. A couple minutes later, she came back out in her own jogging outfit, her hair up in a high pony tail. She yawned, "do you realize it isn't even light out yet?"

"I know, which means we shouldn't be bothered. Come on". She led Reggie toward the elevators.

Outside the hotel, Reggie and Ivy were met by a cool, early morning breeze. They started stretching their legs a bit.

"So, John and I had a good dinner last night".

Reggie yawned, "that's nice".

"Hunter and Dave were at the bar".

"And?"

"They were drunk as hell. It made for an interesting evening".

"Uh huh". Reggie sat down on the pavement and stretched her legs out in a v-shape.

"You were all Hunter could talk about, just so you know".

Reggie's head snapped up. "What?"

"Apparently he must like you".

Reggie stood up. "Let's just get this run over with". They started jogging toward the Falls. "Why would he be talking about me?"

"I overheard him telling Dave about your dinner. How you're a good listener and he just can't understand why a good looking thing like you hasn't been snapped up yet by the many available men around you".

"Oh please. He's getting a divorce, he's out of the question and far from the equation".

"Oh come on. I remember when we were in FCW, that weekend Vince sent him down to talent scout. He couldn't keep his eyes off of you!"

"That's because I've got mad ring skills".

"If you had mad ring skills, you wouldn't be jobbing like me. Let's defect to TNA".

Reggie laughed, "think we could fit in with The Beautiful People?"

"We are The Beautiful People. Get it right". They both laughed as they continued their jog.

"Don't get me wrong, Hunter's a great guy and has been nothing but nice to me since I've been with the company. But…"

"But nothing".

"But he's got a lot of things to work out right now. How bad would it look if he got a divorce and immediately hooked up with someone else?"

"Ha! How bad does it look that his wife already hooked up with someone else and the divorce papers aren't even drawn up yet?"

They stopped near one of the railings.

"Think about it", said Ivy. "Maybe it'd bump you up on the card a little bit".

"Hunter has nothing to do with that. That's all Princess. If I did get together with him, that'd probably be a career killer for me and I'd have no choice but to go to TNA or back to the Indies".

"I think you could handle a Japanese Death Match pretty well".

Reggie gave Ivy a look. "You're nuts. Come on, break's over". They continued their run.

Back at the hotel, Stephanie came out of the bathroom fresh from the shower in a robe. She walked over to the bed. There, Randy Orton lay sprawled out. The sheets twisted around his body, just barely covering up strategic places. She smiled and sat on the bed next to his sleeping form. She kissed his cheek. He stirred.

"Good morning", Stephanie smiled at him.

He sighed, "good morning". He smiled back. "What time is it?"

"It's early. Almost seven. You need to get up and get going".

"Do I have to?"

"Yes. My father wants us to keep this all hush hush until Hunter and I sign the divorce papers".

"Well that's going to be hard to do. Someone's bound to see me sneaking out of the room you used to share with your husband".

"Randy, cut it out. This is serious, you know". She pouted,

"I know, I know. I apologize". He sat up. "Oh stop pouting". He brushed a strand of wet hair from her face and went to kiss her but Steph hesitated.

"What? Morning breath doesn't turn you on?" he grinned. She shook her head. "How about this then?" He got up from the bed and started to walk naked toward the bathroom.

"That works. Hurry back" and she smacked his muscular backside as he passed her. Just then there was a knock at the door.

"Who could that be?" Randy inquired.

"Shhh!" Stephanie said as she sprang up and gently shoved him into the bathroom and shut the door. The knocking persisted. "Hold on, please", she called out. She went to the door and looked through the peephole. Oh great she thought. She opened it to reveal her father, Vince and her brother Shane standing there.

"Hi, Daddy", she said, trying to give Randy a heads up as to not come out of the bathroom.

"Oh good, you're almost dressed. When you're ready, come up to breakfast with your brother and I. We need to make some last minute changes to tonight's pay per view and go over some legalities".

"Right, of course. I'll be there in about 15 minutes, is that okay?"

"Sure".

"You're in trouble", Shane sang to his little sister.

"Shut up, Shane", and with that, she shut the door. She put one ear to it to see if she could hear them walk away.

"Is it safe?" Randy asked, still in the bathroom.

"Yeah". Randy came out, Stephanie threw him his pair of boxers.

He caught them, "throwing me out already? I thought we were going to…"

"No time for that. I have to meet Daddy and Shane upstairs in fifteen minutes. We'll have to get together later. Or better yet, after the pay per view".

He grabbed her gently and held her close. "You're going to make me wait aren't you?" He started kissing her ear.

"You know, the only person who's making this hard is you", she said, breathlessly.

"I doubt that", he kissed her.

Triple H was having the best dream. He was cuddled up to a hot looking brunette. Although he couldn't see her face for some reason. She rolled over to face him. "Good morning" he heard her say. "Good morning" he said then opened his eyes and immediately jumped out of bed at the same time Dave Batista did! "WHAT THE HELL?!" they screamed in unison.

"Okay wait, nothing happened right? We're still wearing the same clothes we were last night", said Dave.

"That's a good thing", said Hunter. Then he put a hand to his forehead. "Oh man, my head is killing me".

Batista winced, "that makes two of us". He started laughing, "that was pretty funny though".

"No offense but you're the last person I wanna wake up to, Dave".

"Oh I know I am. I'm not Reggie".

"What?"

"You talk in your sleep, buddy. Just so you know".

"Great". He went to his bag and grabbed a bottle of Advil.

"From the sounds of things, it must have been great".

He just groaned, took a couple Advil and tossed the bottle at Dave.

"Thanks", he took a couple for himself. "You wanna go up and get breakfast? I mean, after all, we slept together, you at least owe me breakfast". He grinned.

"Shut up. I think I'm gonna take a shower and forget that last night ever happened".

"All right then, I'll leave you alone".

"Oh and whatever I said or whatever I did last night doesn't leave this room".

"No shit. You know how rumors get started around here. I'll see you at the arena".

"See ya, Dave". And with that, The Animal left. Hunter was gathering some clothes from his bag when there was a knock at his door. He opened it, "forget something?" It was Ivy.

"Yeah you. Come on, let's go have breakfast".

"You're the second person to ask me that today".

"I know but", she looked down the hall and caught a glimpse of Batista walking away, "I'm much cuter than the Animal anyway. So come on. Let's go".

"Why the rush?"

"Because John and Reggie are already up there. They're waiting on us".

"What? Did Reggie forget her pass again?" He kind of grinned.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, don't worry about it. All right can I at least have 5 minutes to freshen up?"

"It's breakfast not a date. Oh fine. But hurry up". She stepped inside and shut the door. "And change your shirt while you're at it".

"Yes, Boss", he said. "You know you're bossier than my soon to be ex wife". He headed for the bathroom. "How the hell does John put up with you?"

"Easy, he loves me", she grinned.

"I don't see how", Hunter replied from inside the bathroom.

Ivy hit the door with her hand, "less talk, more dressing".

"Yes ma'am!" replied Hunter.