"So who is it?" Alix asked excitedly. "It's gotta be HBK, the Showstopper, the Icon! It's gotta be!"
"You'll see when we get there, hon." Triple H smiled at her bounciness. "Breathe for a sec."
Alix couldn't. So much has happened. She had met her idols, she had made friends with them, they had laughed with her. But…Mysterio…
Her heart sank. She had hoped to meet Rey Mysterio as the high-flying, bouncy, excited, luchador that he was. Not a sullen, anti-social, distressed, depressed, and so not Rey Mysterio wreck.
"Muy loco…" she muttered, looking to the ground. Not the way she wanted to meet her favorite wrestler ever. DX didn't have anything on Mysterio to her. Nothing. Ever.
Triple H looked down at her. "What is it?"
"Mi Mysterioso…" she whimpered, sounding as if she was about to cry. "I feel so bad for him…I wanna help him so much…"
"Well you're the one who put him into a Masterlock!" Triple H laughed, steering her down yet another hallway.
"Not funny, Hunter." Alix glared. "I just…urgh. I just wish I could meet him under different circumstances…"
"You're just another fangirl to him, chica." Triple H shrugged. "Besides, you probably won't see us face-to-face again after this.
Alix looked at him strangely.
"What?" HHH stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh, chica? You pick little things up from Rey every once and a while. I'm not fluent in Spanish by any stretch of the imagination."
Alix laughed and nodded, following Triple H to the end of the last gray hallway; sinking into her own thoughts again.
"Here it is." HHH gestured at a plain white door. "Walk through this and the mystery of the anonymous Raw GM will be solved."
"This is what they do for The Icon?" Alix snickered. "Dios. That's sad."
Triple H opened the door and Alix walked in. On the other side of the brown, wooden desk, immaturely playing an 'alien invasion' game was none other then –
"The Heartbreak Kid…" Alix breathed, staring at HBK with wide eyes.
"Hm?" Shawn looked up. "Ugh, Hunter, really? Another chick? Good lord, no-one's supposed to know about me and if you keep bringin' girls in here to pass the time someone's gonna find out soon enough. She doesn't even look of age! Geez, Hunter, breaking the law now, are we?"
"Shawn, shut up." Triple H teased. "This is Alix. She won a back stage pass and she idolizes you."
"Mm, yay, fresh meat!" Shawn grinned seductively. "Well let's just make her day. How bout a kiss lil' lady?"
"I-uh-I…" Alix could barely speak. A kiss with her…now number one, favorite wrestler? Oh. My. God.
"You're gonna answer or not?" Shawn smirked, crossing his arms on his chest.
"Isn't my stuttering enough for an answer?" Alix breathed, barely able to make the words come out.
Shawn laughed. "Sorry, can't do it. Rebecca would kill me."
To anyone else that would have heard that sentence, other than Triple H and Alix, 'Rebecca' wouldn't have meant anything. But Alix knew that it was Shawn's wife, and let out a small sigh, both of admiration and bit of disappointment.
"Ah well, you're here and I'm here, right? I get to see you." Alix laughed and her normal demeanor came rushing back. "That's good enough for me." She paused, realizing something big. "Wait! I was right! You're the GM!"
Shawn and Hunter laughed, enjoying the attention that the girl was giving them.
"Well so were a bunch of other people." Hunter nodded with a smile. "But, yes, you were right."
"Does this mean DX is back?"
The two former tagteam friends paused and looked once between each other and the bright, waiting face of Alix.
"We haven't really thought about it." Shawn admitted. "We were more planning my re-entrance into the WWE first. Right now that's the bigger of the two issues…"
Alix's eyes noticeably darkened and the DX boys were scared for a second. "You being GM…that means you set up all those shitty matches for John Cena with the Nexus and crap. Why? Did he piss you off or something?"
"Hon, breathe." Shawn held out a hand. "Is the GM ever really liked? I have to start off hated and then when I'm loved again it'll be that much more of an accomplishment. I've had Hunter apologize to Cena several times for the crap I've had to put him through."
"Oh." Alix calmed. "Okay."
Shawn offered a nice smile and Alix couldn't help but get all tingly inside. Ever since she had started watching WWE she had a huge crush on HBK, in fact the first episode she ever saw was the Shawn Michaels 'goodbye' episode. She cried, even though at the time she had no clue who these people were.
Hunter looked down at his watch and with a regretful look looked back at Alix. "As much as we loved havin' you here, time's up."
"Oh." Alix said again, heart sinking. Guess I won't tell them then…
"I'll see you, kid." Hunter knelt down, not far, to give the smaller girl a hug.
"Yeah…bye…" Alix begrudgingly walked out of Shawn's office and toward the locker room. She could've sworn she saw an exit door there.
She looked up at the rest of the superstars as she passed, none of them realizing her return. They were all joking and laughing, having enjoyed their pay-per view and now getting ready to head back to their hotels.
Alix stopped for only a moment, right in front of them, just to see happiness one last time. Guess this is it…
Her eyes fell upon Rey Mysterio's face, still covered in the mask. He was the only one not joking and having fun and enjoying his time with the WWE. He stood there, looking as if he was just waiting for Alix to come back for his visit to be over so that he could go.
Rey turned his head up, and was the first and only one to notice Alix standing there. Their eyes locked and after that split second Alix rushed out of the exit door and started out near a patch of trees she had seen earlier.
Wish I could of told them that I'm homeless…that the only reason I see them is because someone turns it on in a house real loud or in the library…there's always someone. That the only reason I'm here is because I snuck in and found an empty okay seat…
Alix sped away, hoping she could get away before any of the wrestlers came out to leave.
Little did she know, Rey Mysterio was watching.
He had come out when he realized Alix had left and he was free to go. He had slipped off his mask, forced it into his duffel bag, and followed a few seconds behind Alix just so he could get to the hotel quickly.
Why he watched her run off he didn't know.
Why he cared that this girl, who had already taken a liking to him before she met him, didn't seem to have a real place to go, he didn't know.
And why he was retracing his steps back into the ring he had no idea. He was sure he was crazy.
"Chicos." He said softly, wanting to get the attention of the superstars, who were still horsing around. Currently they were seeing how many slaps to the back it took to get Jack Swagger to the ground with no other real injuries.
"Chicos." He repeated, a little harder and a little louder this time, not wanting Alix to get too far away before they could find her and help her. They still didn't hear him.
"Guys." He said, slipping back into English and getting annoyed at this point.
"Guys!" still nothing.
"Guys!" Rey shouted, clearly upset, and dropping his duffel bag onto the floor.
Everyone stopped. It had been a long, long time since they had heard the voice of Rey Mysterio. Especially as angry and frustrated as he was.
"…what is it?" Cena asked, lowering his hand from about to hit Swagger.
"Alix just ran into the trees." Mysterio replied, talking softly again, now that it was quiet again. "I don't think she has a real place to go."
AN: I know, I know, shorter than the first one. I was quite upset at that; but I didn't want to keep the chapter going and make it too long or anything. Plus this is my first fic since I came back, so I gotta get back. So, what do we think? Do we like Alix? What about Rey-Rey being all weird? REVIEW!