As Brandy began to wake up, she immediately noticed that she was alone in bed. Slowly opening her eyes, she looked around the room, wondering where Mark was. Suddenly, she saw him walk out of the bathroom, and place his razor in his large traveling bag. "Morning darlin'," he greeted her, walking over to the bed and sitting down by her. Leaning down, he gave her a soft kiss before going back to what he was doing.

"What time is it honey?" she asked sleepily, clearing her throat when she heard how thick with sleep her voice was.

"About six."

"Fuck, it's too early," she groaned, making him chuckle. "Are you packing?" Brandy asked as she stretched languorously.

"Yeah," he replied, putting a shirt in his bag.

"I thought you had all your things together?"

"I do, overall. Just getting together a few last minute things." Looking up at her, he asked, "You sure you're ready to come along with me?"

For the past week, they had talked religiously about her going along with him. Together, they thoroughly discussed both the pros and cons of her accompanying, and in the end decided her joining him on the road would be the best choice. "I think so," she replied, suddenly feeling both nervous and anxious.

Mark sat next to her on the bed. "Baby, why are you so nervous about doing this?" he asked, taking one of her hands in his.

Brandy hesitated, before replying, "I think it's a mixture of things. For starters, I've never really been on the road like this before, so the idea of it is a little intimidating." Looking down, she added quietly, "Plus…I don't know, I guess I worry it will effect what we have," and squeezed Mark's hand as she said this.

"What would make you think that?"

She shrugged. "Maybe having me around all the time like this will change what you think of me. I just worry about losing you again, that's all."

Leaning down, Mark kissed her passionately. "What I think of you could never change, baby, and neither can the love I have for you. Sorry, but you're stuck with my big ass for the rest of time," he reassured her, smirking at his last comment.

With tears in her eyes, Brandy laughed at this and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him down to her for a kiss. "I love you," she sighed against his lips.

"I love you too," he whispered back, and gave her one more kiss before getting back up. "We have a long day ahead of us, so you need to get up and going," Mark added as he zipped up his suitcase.

Turning onto her stomach, Brandy pulled the pillow over her head and said, "Give me five more minutes."

"No, now," Mark replied as he sat back down on the edge of the bed, pulling the cover down off of her. She curled up into a little ball, but refused to get up. His eyes scanned her figure, wanting nothing more than to lie in bed with her and make love for the rest of the day, but knew if they didn't get going now, they would end up running late. "Come on, baby, it's time to get up," he added, and tried to pull the pillow away, but she had a death grip on it.

"No, I'm still tired," she groaned, and made a weak attempt at swatting his hand away.

"Well tough shit. Get that cute little ass of yours out of bed and in the shower, or else I'm gonna take you in there myself!" Reluctantly, she threw the pillow at him and sat up, stretching and giving him a kiss before finally getting out of bed.

"Would you do me a favor and bring my big suitcase downstairs when you take yours, babe?" she asked him.

"Yeah, just hurry up and take a shower," he replied as he stood up.

"Damn, you're bossy this morning," she muttered as she walked toward the bathroom, and squeaked when he suddenly pulled her to him.

"If you keep it up, I'll show you bossy," he murmured in her ear, making chills go down her spine.

"Oh really? And how do you intend on doing so?" she asked.

"By bending you over my knee."

"Mmmmm, I like the sound of that," she purred, grinding back against him.

Mark had to stifle a groan when she did this. "Baby, we're gonna end up being late," he protested as he let her go.

She turned around and grabbed his shirt, pulling him to her. "I think we can make time for a quickie," she said in a mischievous voice.

Running his hands down her back, Mark cupped her ass and pulled her closer to him as he leaned down and gave her a lustful kiss. Moaning in response, Brandy wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him, wanting to feel him buried inside her. He ran his hands along her sides, and suddenly pulled her away. "Brandy, as much as I would love to take you right here right now, we really don't have time for this," he said.

"Fine, I'll go take my fucking shower," she muttered, and went to head into the bathroom, when he stopped her.

"Don't worry, as soon as we get to our hotel, I plan on giving you what you want," he murmured in her ear, and kissed her temple before letting her go.

"I look forward to it, too," she replied, and winked at him before disappearing into the bathroom.

Shaking his head, Mark once more continued to pack his bag, unable to keep the smirk he gave from his face.

Brandy looked around the airport, intrigued by its unfamiliar atmosphere. Mark saw her looking around in amazement, and grinned. "Is this really your first time in an airport?" he asked as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Yeah, it is," she replied, her eyes still looking around. "Aside from the chaos, I love it."

Mark chuckled and squeezed her as they made their way to the rental car desk. Once they had a rental car, Mark put their bags in the trunk of it before getting in and driving away. "So who is your match against tonight?" Brandy asked as she changed the radio station.

"Brock."

"Are you supposed to win?"

"No, I'm pretty sure he is. I really need to talk to Brock about the match, to be honest," Mark replied as he turned onto another street.

"Well don't kick his ass too badly," she commented, making him laugh.

"I'll try to keep that in mind, but I can't promise anything," he replied, and it was her turn to laugh. "You have no idea how glad I am that you came along," Mark added, taking her hand in his and squeezing.

She smiled warmly at him. "I'm glad I came along as well. It'll be nice not only to be able to be together more, but also to get to see what you do," Brandy commented as she covered his hand with her free one, cradling it in her lap as she idly toyed with his fingers. This made a grin cross Mark's face.

"I think you're really got to like some of the people here."

"Oh really? Like who?"

"Well the first one that comes to my mind is Stephanie. She's a really sweet girl."

"Oh really now? Is she a girl you've been hanging out with?" Brandy asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Babe, come on. Don't think like that."

"You can think I'm cheating, but when it comes to you all of a sudden I'm overreacting? Is that how it works now?"

Mark was growing frustrated. "Brandy, you know I didn't mean it like that. Please don't do this. I don't want us to fight." When she didn't say anything, he continued. "Yes, I do talk to Stephanie, and yes, I would say we're good friends, but that is it, I swear. When I was going through my divorce, Stephanie was one of the people who helped me through it. She's like a sister to me. I'm not attracted to her…I'm attracted to you. I don't want to be with her…I want to be with you. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't have put that ring on your gorgeous little finger."

This comment made Brandy smile. "Okay, you've convinced me. Sorry for acting a bit overprotective." Kissing the back of his hand, she added in a quiet voice, "I don't know what I would do if I ever lost you."

"Oh honey," Mark said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to him. "You'll never lose me, okay?"

"You promise?"

"I promise that I'll never leave you. Hell, I would be the biggest idiot on the face of the earth if I let you go."

Smiling, Brandy rested her head on his shoulder as she took in Mark's presence, indulging in the peaceful happiness he gave her.

"Life can't get any better than this," Mark thought to himself as he held Brandy in his arms, idly stroking her hair. As soon as the two of them had gotten to the hotel, they ended up making love, which always seemed to get better and better each time they did so. He gazed out the bay windows overlooking the city, and then looked down at Brandy who was fast asleep. God, she was perfect. He couldn't have asked for anyone else to be with. She had everything he ever wanted in a girl, and the thought of her being his for the rest of his life made Mark grin. Tightening his arms around her, he gazed at her upper body, which was gloriously bared for his viewing pleasure, and softly caressed her smooth skin. He wished they could stay here for the rest of the day, and never have to get up from one another's embrace.

Just then, the phone began to ring, bringing Mark out of his thoughts. Not wanting Brandy to wake up, he quickly answered it. "Hello?"

"Hey Mark, it's Glenn. Where are you right now?"

"I'm in my hotel room. Why?"

"Well normally you're at the arena by now."

"What time is it?" Mark asked, looking over at the clock. "Oh shit, I need to get going."

"What's up with you today? You're never late."

"Let's just say…I got held up with unfinished business."

"Brandy came along, didn't she?"

"You're damn right," Mark replied smugly, making Glenn chuckle.

"Alright, alright. Just get your horny ass here."

"Fuck you, Glenn," Mark chuckled, and they said good-bye to one another before hanging up. As much as he hated to do so, Mark knew they needed to get going, and started shaking Brandy. "Come on, baby, it's time to get up," he murmured in her ear, and softly kissed her lips.

She groaned. "No, Just a little bit longer," she mumbled, tightening her arm around him and snuggling closer to him.

Mark had to force himself to stay strong in this, but it was very hard to not just stay there in bed and hold her in his arms. "Come on, babe. I wish we could stay here too, but we need to get up and going," Mark said, once more shaking her.

"Just hold me a little bit longer," she whispered, and he sighed, tightening his arms around her and holding her close to him. "How long do we have until we need to go?" she asked.

"About an hour, but I'd like to leave before then."

"Relax, we've got plenty of time," she replied, nuzzling her head into his chest. "You can't deny that you're enjoying this."

She knew him like the back of her hand. "It is nice," he admitted, letting out a sigh. "I hate not being able to tell you no, though."

She grinned up at him. "You love me anyway, though," she replied, and rested her head once more on his chest as she softly stroked his stomach.

"I can't deny that, either," he said, kissing the top of her head and breathing in the scent of her hair. "You always smell so good," he whispered.

"Yeah, but I probably stink like sweat and sex right now," she commented, making Mark laugh.

"That's true, but I happen to find it very sexy on you," he murmured, having her look up at him and giving her a passionate kiss. Pulling herself up into a sitting position, Brandy straddled him and wrapped her arms around his neck as she eagerly returned the kiss. She could feel Mark's hands roaming over her bare back, and tilted her head to the side to deepen the kiss as she slid her hands along his chest. After a long moment, Mark finally forced himself to pull away and protested, "Baby, if we keep this up, it's going to escalade, and I'll end up late."

"Not if we make it quick," Brandy teased. Mark gave her a look, and she laughed. "I'm just joking. Come on, let's go take a shower," she added as she stood up, and took his hand in hers once he was standing as well, leading him into the bathroom. Once they had finished washing one another, and were dried off, Mark quickly got his things together as Brandy blow-dried her hair. Half an hour later, once they both were dressed, they finally made their way to the arena.

"Hey Glenn!" Brandy greeted Glenn, giving him a tight hug.

"I didn't know you were coming along with Mark. If I knew that, I would have brought Teresa along," Glenn replied.

"Oh, don't worry about it. I'm not saying I don't wanna see her, but I'd like to spend this tour getting to know everyone around here."

"That's cool, I understand," Glenn replied. As him and Mark started talking about work, Brandy slipped out of the room to get herself something to drink, and to do some exploring. As she walked down the hallway, she gazed around at everything. Not looking, she suddenly walked into what felt like a wall, and fell flat on her ass.

"Whoa now!" she heard a deep voice say. Looking up, she found herself looking up at quite a handsome man, with flowing blonde hair, hazel eyes, and nicely tanned skin that complimented an impressive physique. "You might wanna watch out for where you're going next time, sweetheart," he commented as he helped Brandy up.

"Sorry," she replied sheepishly, dusting her back end off.

"Are you new? I don't believe I've ever seen you before," the guy asked.

"I guess you could say I'm new. This is my first time coming along with my fiancé," Brandy replied.

"Who's the lucky guy?"

"Mark Calaway."

The guy's eyes went wide. "You're with Mark?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"I don't think I've ever seen him bring a girl along before. Not even his ex-wife Jodi. There was that bimbo he was dating for a while, but you definitely aren't her."

"That bitch better not be coming here with him anymore!"

He chuckled. "Don't worry, it's been a while since Mark dragged her along. It's nice to meet you, though. My name's Kevin. Kevin Nash," he replied, and shook her hand.

"It's nice to meet you, too, Kevin. My name's Brandy," she said, smiling at him as she returned the gesture.

"Damn, you have a gorgeous smile," Kevin suddenly commented.

Brandy laughed at this. "That came out of nowhere," she replied. "Thank you, though."

"No problem. I know that was a bit random, but that caught me off guard. You really do have a gorgeous smile."

"You do as well, Mr. Nash," she replied, batting her eyelashes at him. Both of them laughed, and she asked, "You wouldn't happen to know where I can get a drink around here, would you?"

"I'm sure we could find a bar around here somewhere nearby."

Brandy laughed at this. "I didn't mean THAT kind of drink. Just a soda, or something."

"I know," Kevin chuckled. "I think there's a soda machine down the hall over there. Here, I'll walk you down there," he added, and took her arm in his as they headed down the hall.

"So are you married?"

"Uh-huh, for fifteen years now."

Brandy smiled at this. "You got any kids?"

"Yeah, we have a sixteen year old son, and a twelve year old daughter."

"That's amazing. I can't wait to have kids of my own."

"You still have years to worry about that."

"Not really."

Kevin raised an eyebrow at her. "How old are you?"

"How old do you think I am?"

"I dunno…twenty-three?"

Brandy laughed. "Add nine years to that, and you're right."

"You're bullshitting me! There is no way in hell that you are thirty-two!"

"Well I am."

"Could have fooled me."

"Thank you," Brandy replied as they stopped in front of the soda machine. "You can't be much older than me, though."

It was Kevin's turn to laugh. "Like you said, I wish I was that young."

"Okay. If you aren't that young, then just how old are you?"

"Forty-three," he mumbled under his breath.

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

He cleared his throat. "I'm, uh, forty-three."

"No you're not."

"Yeah, I am."

"There is no way in hell that you can be that old!"

He grinned. "Well believe it, cause I am."

"You look better than I do," Brandy commented as she opened her soda and took a long drink.

"I don't think anyone can look better than you, doll-face," he replied, and once more took her arm in his as they walked back to Mark's dressing room.

"You do look really good for your age, though. I honestly thought you were Mark's age."

"Well thank you," Kevin replied.

"Your wife is really lucky," Brandy commented, and saw a slight blush come to Kevin's face. "Why Mr. Nash, I do believe I made you blush." He simply chuckled at this, and let her arm go as she knocked on the door. "You decent?" she called out.

"Yeah, come in," Mark replied, and she opened the door. "Where did you wander off to?" he asked as he laced his boots up.

"I was thirsty, so I got a soda. Hey, look who I met," she replied, and had Kevin walk into the room.

Mark looked up. "Well I'll be damned! If it isn't Kevin Nash," Mark said as he stood up and walked over to Kevin. "It's great to see you again, man," he added as he shook Kevin's hand.

"Like-wise," Kevin replied. "Hey, congratulations on getting engaged. This one is quite the looker, let me tell ya," he commented, making Brandy blush.

Mark chuckled at Brandy's reaction and replied, "Thank you. So when did you finally come back?"

"Yesterday, actually."

"How's the ole knee doing?"

"Hurts like hell, but at least I'll be able to wrestle again."

"Yeah, that's definitely what's most important. You gotta match tonight?"

"No, but I am doing a promo. Vince wants me to wait until next week to get back into the ring."

"That's understandable," Mark replied as he slipped on his torn up shirt.

"What about you? Who's your match against?"

"Brock."

"Let me guess…Vince is gonna have him win, right?"

"You guessed it."

"So fucking predictable," Kevin muttered. "Well, I better let you finish getting ready. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay. See ya," Mark replied as he once more shook Kevin's hand.

Kevin looked over at Brandy and asked, "Hey, what are you going to be doing during Mark's match?"

"I dunno. Why?" she asked.

"Why don't you come with me? I can introduce you to some of the others."

"Yeah, that sounds great," Brandy replied, and walked over to Mark. "I'll see you after your match," she said to him.

"Okay," he replied, and leaned down to give her a kiss.

"Be careful."

"You know I will," Mark replied, and she gave him another kiss before walking over to Kevin.

"We'll meet you at the ramp entrance, okay?" Kevin informed Mark.

"That's fine. I'll see you then," Mark replied, and the two of them headed out the door.

"Damn, he's got it bad for you," Kevin commented once they had started heading down the hall.

"You think so?"

"Oh, I know so, Brandy."

"How can you tell?"

"First of all, he didn't act that way with that other bitch. With her, he was very distant, and it was just obvious all he wanted from her was sex. Second, you can see it in his eyes. As corny as it may sound, he just seems really happy with you." With a smile, Kevin added, "Which I'm glad for. It's about time he found a girl to settle down with."

Brandy looked down, a goofy grin on her face as a blush once more crossed her cheeks. It made her happy to know that their love for one another was that obvious, and she hoped it always stayed like that.

Stephanie's eyes narrowed as she watched Mark talk to some random girl she had never seen before. "Probably some desperate groupie", she thought dryly to herself. Here lately, he had become very promiscuous, and she didn't like that. He was supposed to be with her! Why couldn't he see that? Why couldn't he see how perfect of a couple they would make? She knew he would see this as well, if only he would give it a chance. When Stephanie saw the girl head into the girl's bathroom, she knew this was her moment to talk him out of sleeping with that girl, and quickly headed over to him. "Hey Mark," Stephanie greeted him brightly.

Mark looked over at her, and gave Stephanie that smile of his that always made her insides quake. "Hey Steph. How are you?"

"Just fine, and how about you?"

"Never been better," he replied.

"That's great. Listen, do you mind if I say something a bit personal to you?"

"Go right ahead."

"Don't be mad at me, but I really think you should reconsider bringing that girl to your hotel with you tonight. It isn't healthy for you to be finding all these random groupies and sleeping with them. Who knows how many diseases they have!" Taking his hand in hers, she added, "I'm not saying this to upset you, I'm just saying it because I'm a friend that cares."

Mark smiled at her. "Steph, I really appreciate everything you just said, and your concern, but you have nothing to worry about with this one."

Stephanie frowned. "What do you mean?"

Just as Mark was about to reply, the girl came back out from the bathroom. "There's my girl. Brandy, I want you to meet my good friend Stephanie. Steph, this is my fiancé Brandy," Mark introduced them, and wrapped an arm around Brandy.

"Mark's told me about you. It's really great to meet you," Brandy said, extending her hand.

"Yeah, like-wise," Stephanie replied as she numbly returned the gesture, still in shock. Since when did Mark get engaged? And why to this bimbo? "Wow, you're engaged, huh? When did this happen?" she asked, trying to sound happy for them.

"It's a really long story. Technically, we've been engaged for about two years, but it was last night I re-asked her," Mark replied, squeezing Brandy's side. When he saw the confused look on Stephanie's face, he added, "I'll explain it to you some other time."

"Okay. Well, I better get going. Dad needs my help with something. It was nice to meet you Brandy," Stephanie replied, forcing a smile as she shook her hand.

"Yeah, it was nice meeting you as well. We'll have to sit down and talk sometime. I'd love to get to know you," Brandy replied, smiling at her.

"Yeah, absolutely," Stephanie replied, and waved good-bye before walking away.

"So that was the girl you were telling me about, huh?" Brandy asked Mark once Stephanie was out of sight.

"Yeah. She's a real sweetheart."

"She seems nice," Brandy commented.

"See? I knew you'd like her."

"Hey, I never denied it, and you were right this time. I do like her."

"Well I'm glad you approve," Mark replied, and leaded down to give her a kiss. "Hey, a couple of the guys were talking about going out to get something to eat. You wanna come along? Meet more people?"

"Mark, I wouldn't want to impose-"

"Trust me, you won't be imposing. As soon as Kevin mentioned this, he told me to bring you along. The guys really like you. Plus, there will be some girls as well, which I thought might make it less uncomfortable for you."

"You sure they won't mind?"

"I'm positive. They're really interested in getting to know you."

"Okay, I guess I'll go," Brandy replied, and smiled back at Mark when he grinned at her. As the two of them walked away, they failed to see a pair of intense eyes watching their every move.