Matt's heart almost jumped out of his chest when he saw Amy walking towards him. She flashed him a beautiful smile too. Matt could feel his palms sweating. He was so nervous.

"Hi Matt. You look nice" Amy told him. Matt was wearing a pair of black Dickies pants and a nice button up shirt.

"Hi Amy. You look…um…uh...incredible as you always do" Matt told her nervously. He wanted to thank whoever made that top she was wearing because she looked DAMN good in it. Not only did it show off her 'assets' it showed off her tattoos. He loved her half sleeves. How the hell am I going to survive this date he asked himself.

Amy and Matt walked into the hotel restaurant in comfortable silence. Amy was brimming with confidence…Matt? Not so much. He could tell she put a lot of effort into her appearance tonight. His heart melted at the thought. She looked sexy for ME he told himself. He got even more nervous when they sat down and started looking at their menus. Well Amy was looking at hers…Matt was too busy looking at her.

"So why is Matt Sydal single?" Amy asked. "I'm having a hard time grasping the concept."

Matt shifted his hands nervously. He couldn't even remember the last time he had a date, especially with someone as hot as her.

"Well, um, I'm shy. And not very confident in myself, especially being in WWE. All the other guys are way bigger than I am and the Divas are all over them" Matt sighed.

"Well the shy thing is pretty hot. But honestly, girls like a guy who is confident. Look at Junior. He's one of the most conceited guys on the roster and the Divas are all over him. Of course he's never slept with any of them…"

"Except you" Matt smiled.

"Yeah well. It's just me. I'm not a big deal, Matt."

"You are to me, Amy."

…………….

Amy sat there and stared at Matt. She was pretty shocked he was being so honest with her. She was really starting to dig this little high flyer that sat across from her. His confidence was increasing and she liked it!

Just then, the waitress came over and took their order. Amy got an eight ounce steak with mashed potatoes and Matt ordered fettuccini alfredo. They of course both ordered drinks. Once they finished their meal, Matt paid the tab. He'd really enjoyed his date with Amy and didn't want it to end.

"Amy would you like to go to the bar and have a couple of drinks?" Matt asked her nervously.

"Sure Matt."

They headed into the bar and Amy ordered a Jack and Coke AND a shot of Jack.

"You don't waste time do you Amy?" Matt laughed.

"Nope."

---xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx---

Ted about choked when he saw his wifey sitting down at a booth in the bar with Matt. And he could tell by the look on Randy's face that he was about to blow his top any second. This was not going to be good!

"Uh I'm going to go say hi to wifeycakes. I'll be right back" Ted informed them.

Ted walked over to Amy and gave her the 'what the hell' look. Amy just shrugged her shoulders and looked back at Matt. Ted decided he was going to have a seat next to his wifeycakes.

"Baby come back!" Ted sang.

"I can blame it all on you?" Amy asked.

"Yes wifey. So how was dinner?" he asked them both.

"Um it was fine Ted. Thank you for asking" Matt told him. Amy smiled to herself. Matt was so polite, even to her ever obnoxious Juniorcakes.

"Good to hear. I just wanted to say hi. See ya later, wifeypoo."

"God damn it Junior. You're drunk again!" Amy laughed.

"Not yet wifey!"

Amy just shook her head and chuckled as Ted went back to his table with Randy and Dave. She stared at her two pals and former fling before Matt said something.

"Amy I need to tell you something" Matt said as he put his hand on top of hers. Amy thought back to the night Chris told her someone was in love with her. Could it possibly be…Matt???? I totally would not mind that Amy told herself.

"What is it Matt?" Amy asked.

"Well. Randy was in my lockerroom today…." Matt said as he shifted his hands nervously.

"WHAT?" Amy practically screeched. Uh oh. Matt did not know the rule: Never piss off Amy after she'd been drinking whiskey!

"Yeah he, um, told me to back off of you. I have no intentions of doing that, though."

Amy stood up and pounded her fists on the table.

"That guy is fucking DEAD!"

Amy stormed off towards her friends table, with Matt following closely behind her. Ted and Dave saw her storming over. They knew that look: she was on the warpath. They had no idea why, but Randy did. She came over and pounded her fists angrily on the table.

"Care to explain to me WHY you told Matt to 'back off' Orton?"

"Amy calm down" Ted begged.

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN, JUNIOR. ORTON, IT IS OVER BETWEEN US. I MADE THAT PERFECTLY CLEAR TO YOU WHEN YOU CALLED ME A SLUT."

"Amy please…Just listen to me" Randy pleaded as he stood up.

"I DO NOT WANT TO LISTEN TO YOU RANDY!! I AM NOT INTERESTED IN WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY!! THIS IS THE ONLY TIME I'M GOING TO SAY THIS: IF YOU SO MUCH AS LOOK AT MATT AGAIN, I WILL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU. DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME ORTON??"

"Amy please calm down" Dave pleaded. He knew she was about to explode like fireworks on the 4th of July.

Randy just stared at Amy. He could feel the tears in his eyes. Amy had never threatened him the way she was now.

"Amy please give me another chance. PLEASE" Randy begged as he grabbed her arm gently. Amy bitchslapped the shit out of him.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME ORTON. I'LL PUT YOU ON THE FUCKING INJURED LIST" Amy screamed.

Everyone in the bar stopped and stared. Thankfully Chris came running over.

"What's wrong favorite blonde?" Chris asked.

"ORTON HERE WENT IN MATT'S LOCKERROOM TONIGHT AND THREATENED HIM" Amy screeched. Chris looked over at Randy with a look of shock draped across his face. He knew that was not the way to get Amy back! Chris put his arm around a very upset Amy, who was huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf.

"Come on Amy. Let's go sit down somewhere. You too, Matt" Chris said.

With that, Amy walked off (still fuming) with Chris and Matt. After they'd walked away, Ted looked at Randy and shook his head.

"Man Randy. I think you've lost your mind" Ted told him. "Why the hell would you do something like that?"

"Seriously Randy. You know she has that fiery temper. What the hell possessed you to go in Matt's lockerrom and do that shit?" Dave asked.

Randy looked over in Amy's direction and sighed.

"Love."