Chapter 3
"Come in." Vince called when he heard knocking, smiling slightly when John and his fiancée did, noting John's sheepish expression. "You are lucky Randy was nice enough to call and make excuses for you."
John groaned, shaking his head. "Not cool, Vinnie."
Shaking his head as well, Vince got up and walked around to extend his hand to Austin. "Vince McMahon."
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. McMahon." Austin replied with a smile, the professionalism taking over and walked over to sit in the chair across from Vince, who had taken his seat again. She set the bag beside her and crossed one leg over the other, folding her hands in her lap and squared her shoulders, taking another deep, silent breath.
"John, you may be excused. I'll direct her to your dressing room after the interview."
John left with a grunt, causing Austin to smile wider. John was tempted to linger outside the door and listen, but...even he wasn't that childish. Jeff Hardy, maybe, but not him. Sighing, he walked down the hallway toward his dressing room.
"So...John wants you to be his new personal assistant." Vince said, folding his hands over the desk, studying Austin intently. "What business were you in before?"
Austin smiled and handed him her resume while talking, explaining her secretarial duties with the law firm she recently left to pursue a life with her soon-to-be husband. Before the law firm, Austin mostly had secretarial jobs, a few personal assistant worthy, so that was definitely in her favor. She always left every company or client with respect and they always told her she could come back. So excellent recommendations on top of a fantastic resume and work history… Austin hoped Vince was impressed enough. She remained cool, calm and collected throughout the interview, though her insides were quaking.
Vince studied her resume thoughtfully, making a mental note to call some of these places. Not that he didn't believe her; he just always checked out potential employees. "Well Austin, welcome to the WWE." He said finally, smiling at her. He shuffled through a stack of papers, pulling out a manila envelope. "This is John's schedule for the next two weeks as well as a checklist of things you need to do, instructions and a number to call if you need help."
Grinning as her green eyes lit up, Austin took the envelope and shook his hand, thanking him for the job opportunity. She went through the contract signing process, making sure everything was legit. Working in a law firm, Austin quickly learned to read over every last detail before signing on the dotted line. She finally did and handed it back to him, ending the interview, which took nearly two hours. Austin was exhausted, but knew she had to get started with her duties for John.
"Thank you for the opportunity, Vince." He asked her earlier on to call him by his first name, as Mr. McMahon reminded him of his late father.
"Not a problem, Austin." Vince waved her off with a smile, having other business to attend too and a blossoming headache. Knowing tonight was just going to be one of those nights, Vince's suspicions were confirmed when his son-in-law came barging in. "Not in the mood Paul."
"You had-"
"Austin, you might want to go now, dear. I'm about to blow up."
"Yes sir, thank you again." She quickly said before vacating, wondering where John's dressing room was. Her eyes widened, seeing how crazy it was at shows, and kept the bag firmly over her shoulder. Austin smiled when she seen him coming toward her and jumped in his arms, laughing as he spun her around in circles, laying a passionate kiss on his lips before pulling back. "I'm in." She giggled when he blew raspberries on her neck and spun her around again, knowing everything was piecing together; everything was perfect. She was happy; he was happy and they were going to be spending a lot more time together.
"Of course you are, was there ever a doubt in your mind?" John laughed, spinning her around in circles again just for the hell of it. He finally stopped, setting her down and stared down at her, blue eyes intently studying her face. "Are you happy?" He asked softly. "Are you really happy, Austin?"
"More than you'll ever know, John." She replied without hesitation, green eyes sparkling with happiness and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, laughing when he lifted her up to where her feet were dangling off the ground. "I love you so much." She whispered in his ear, closing her eyes before her feet met the floor again, taking his hand as their fingers laced together. "Show me what you do; show me everything." Excitement and love radiated from her as she stared adoringly back at him, knowing wherever he went in life she would be by his side.
"Everything? Oh man, where do we start?" John rubbed the back of his neck, looking thoughtful, then grinned. "Cafeteria, everyone is always there." He grabbed her hand and pulled her out the door before wrapping an arm around her waist. "Let me see..." Blue eyes scanned the hallway, grinning excitedly. This was going to be fun.
Austin pulled away from him and hopped on his back piggyback style, giggling when he just grinned up at her, arms wrapped around his shoulders while his hands held her outer thighs to keep her from falling. Her skirt was long enough to where she wasn't flashing anyone; Austin laughed when he began sprinting, red hair flying behind her, ignoring the looks that were shot their way. She pressed a kiss to the back of his neck, knowing she weighed nothing compared to what he could lift. They made a pit stop to his dressing room to drop her bag off before going to the cafeteria with her still on his back.
John pointed people out to her as they walked, grinning whenever he got a questioning look. He loved shouting out 'she's my fiancée', loving the giggles that erupted from Austin. She was the best thing that ever happened to him and he wanted everyone to know it.
"Here we go, the Mecca of the arena, where the food is." He laughed as they strolled into the café; well, he strolled while she rode.
"The Mecca eh? Oh good cause I'm starving." She said, hopping down from his back, only for him to bring her in front of him, wrapping his arms around her waist. The biggest smile crossed her lips as they walked toward a table. Austin grabbed a sandwich, along with John, waters and his energy drink while she opted for a Sprite. They sat down with their food and Austin flat out refused to sit on his lap, giggling when he prodded her. "I need to call your mom; remind me before I get started on your schedule."
"I will remind you to call my mom. Or better yet, why don't I call her?" John suggested thoughtfully, taking a bite of his sandwich. "That'll make her day, she'll probably think you're pregnant or something." He smirked, wondering just what Austin would look like carrying his baby, blue eyes lighting up at the thought.
"Don't give your mother a heart attack or get her hopes up. You know how much she wants us to have a baby." Though that wasn't exactly in the plans at the moment, considering they were traveling, and Austin was on birth control. John didn't know that though; there were some things that remained private and Austin kept to herself as she took a bite out of her food. To be honest, Austin wasn't ready for children and wasn't sure if she ever would be. Children and her didn't exactly mix; again, something John didn't need to know right now. "You should also call Marc."
"Considering that we need to at least enjoy being married for awhile, I think a baby isn't in the near future." John said seriously. He would love to see her pregnant and if it happened, it happened. However, he also wanted to just enjoy her being Mrs. John Cena for awhile. THEN they could discuss the baby issue. "Do I HAVE too?"
"Yes, you do, especially since you're going for your fittings next week along with your brothers and Best Man." Austin pointed out, finishing her sandwich, more hungry than she realized and kissed his lips to keep him from groaning. "Stop it, you'll be fine." She winked and took his empty plate, tossing them away before rejoining him at the table. "So what now?" She asked eagerly, wondering when she was going to meet his Best Man, who would walk her Maid of Honor, Kiersten, down the aisle at their wedding.
"Now we go find everyone so I can introduce you. We gotta find Randy." John was surprised they hadn't seen him yet; up until recently, he remembered Randy was probably keeping a low profile because of Paul. "Actually...we'll have to hunt him down, he's probably in hiding." He offered a small smile. "One of the guys is taking a line a bit too personally."
Austin had no idea what he was talking about and smiled with a nod, allowing him to pull her up from the table by the hand, this time walking hand in hand with him down the hallway. She met Jeff and Matt Hardy, Glen Jacobs -who the wrestling world knew as Kane-, Mark Calaway, finally, who scared Austin more than anyone else, but he was a southern gentleman; she hid her fear well. It took nearly two hours before they finally tracked Randy down, standing outside a locker room that read 'Legacy', causing her eyebrow to arch in question. She kept her mouth shut though, deciding she was better off in the dark.
John knocked after turning the knob, not surprised it was locked.
"What do ya want?"
"It's John, Teddy, now open the damn door."
"Fuck off, Cenana."
"Ted, open the door."
"Just open the damn door!"
Austin looked up at her fiancé, who just flashed a smile back at her and sighed when the door was opened, revealing a man who was scrawny, but built with short dark hair and deep blue eyes. Austin felt John's grip tighten on her hand and smiled, letting him know she was fine.
"Sorry, Teddy's in a mood."
"STOP CALLING ME THAT."
Cody rolled his eyes before his eyes turned to the gorgeous redhead, extending his hand with a toothy grin. "Cody Rhodes, real name is Runnels."
Austin shook his hand with a breathtaking smile and nodded. "Nice to meet you."
"Come on in, man."
"When isn't Ted in a 'mood'?" John asked with a grin, though honestly he felt bad for the kid. This having to watch his back thing they were doing because of Paul had to royally suck. He didn't want to feel that paranoid ever. "They have Midol for that, you know."
"You are not even funny, Cena." Randy called from the bathroom, busy getting around for the night. "You bring that woman yet? Because I still don't believe you."
Austin stifled a giggle as she beamed up at John, eyes sparkling.
"Uhh Randy? He wasn't lying man."
Ted went to mouth off again and turned around, only to stop in his tracks; instead, his jaw dropped in shock, eyes bugging out at the voluptuous redhead on John's arm. "Holy shit." He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating and looked over at John, who was beaming proudly. "THIS is her?"
"You've been bragging about me again, haven't you?" Austin quipped and laughed when he kissed her softly, caressing his face with her hand. "I love you too."
"I've been bragging like a mofo." John said proudly, glowing down at her. "Why shouldn't I? You're awesome and I want the world to know how happy I am with you." He bent down to kiss her again.
"Well at least she's real; I was beginning to think he was dating a blow-up doll." Randy said, coming out of the bathroom, his head bent, toweling his very short hair dry.
Her heart fluttered when John said that, the smile on her face brightening, before slowly turning to face the man who walked out of the bathroom.
"Sorry for the gawking, honey, but we honestly didn't expect John to land such a damn-"
"Knockout?"
"I was gonna say beauty, but that works too."
Austin was blushing a deep crimson red, causing John to grin more as he pulled her further into the room toward the man she could only assume was Randy, who would be the Best Man at their wedding.
"Hey, get the towel off your head! She doesn't care about how ugly you are." John laughed, reaching out to yank away the towel.
"John, I'm going to kick your ass." Randy snorted, lunging for his friend, breaking the hand holding as John darted out of the way. A short scuffle later, John had him in a headlock. "Okay, okay."
"You trying to make me look bad in front of my woman, Orton?"
"Sure." Randy laughed, finally looking at Austin from his hunched over position.
All the color drained out of Austin's face when she heard that last name, feeling her heartbeat skyrocket a few notches. Randy was...Austin couldn't even think, couldn't breathe and definitely couldn't believe it was him. Her ex-boyfriend from nine years ago was staring her in the face and he was supposed to be her fiancé's Best Man at their wedding?! The shock was too much for Austin to take as the feeling in her legs gave out, feeling someone catch her from behind, and allowed the darkness to overtake her.
