Chapter 9

Rob and Stacy walked in silence, still holding hands, towards Rob's hotel room. Stacy was mentally taking in what he had told her about Jeff Hardy helping them but naturally she still had her doubts about him – he was a WWF wrestler after all.

Rob on the other hand was mentally plotting the ass kicking he hoped he would one day be able to dish out on Shane McMahon. He rummaged around his back pocket of his jeans, trying to fish out his card for the room door. He had no idea if Tommy and Shane were still in there or if they had fallen asleep.

They eventually reached the door and as Rob placed the key into the lock, Stacy looked around fearfully, worried that someone was watching them or God forbid, Shane was lurking in the shadows, watching them himself.

"You okay?" Rob asked gently, looking at the blonde once more.

She responded with a nod. "I'm all right, I'll be better once we get inside." She finished, flashing him a small sad smile.

Rob didn't reply, he just nodded and opened the door. Tommy was still sitting on the bed watching TV with his ass glued firmly to the same spot. Stevie, however, had perched himself on Rob's old spot. He was fiddling with his packet of cigarettes. Once he had managed to get one in his mouth, his eyes widened as he heard the door close and saw Rob standing there with Stacy Keibler. Holding hands.

"Don't even think about Stevie." Rob warned as he guided Stacy to his bed so she could sit down. The other man was gaping like a fish. "Not one word." He added not looking at his friend but knew all to well how he would act in this current situation.

Stacy blushed and averted her gaze from the other men in the room. Tommy had now tore his eyes away from the infomericals that were currently on TV. She was glad she was now observing the floor as she didn't have to deal with Stevie's look of total shock and Tommy's look of bewilderment.

"Um, hey Stacy..."Tommy began struggling to think of the words to say. Rob just smiled and shook his head as he unzipped his hoodie and flung it over a chair. "Rough night I guess?"

Stacy snapped her head to look at him and etched on a false smile. You have no idea. "You could call it that." She replied quietly. The blonde then focused her attention to the wall nearest the door. She hoped to God her neck wasn't that badly bruised or red, the last thing she wanted was for those two to get into trouble.

Rob looked at her then back at his friends. The last thing I need is Tommy to give her the third degree or God forbid Stevie speaks to her.

"Guys I need a favour..." Rob began but Stevie, being well Stevie, misinterpreted his friend's favour for a favour.

"Don't worry..." He began, the cheeky smile already in place. "It's only natural besides its been a while man." He added slyly making his other friend go red in the face.

Tommy chuckled while Stacy tried not laugh.

I'm gonna kill him! Rob glared at Stevie who was now standing beside Tommy.

"So, how long do you want us away for?" Stevie continued. "5 minutes? 10? 15?" He added suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows.

Tommy opened the door and shoved him into the hallway. "Owwww!" Stevie yelled. "That hurt man!"

"Please, you're a grown man!" Tommy rolled his eyes at his friend then looked back at Rob and Stacy. "Seriously Rob, what do you need?" Tommy asked with a small smile.

Rob smiled, typical Tommy, mind not in the gutter. "I need you to go see Torrie and let her know Stacy is safe and staying here tonight. Tell her I found her and she's all right."

Tommy nodded and cast a sly glance at Stacy. He stopped his eyes from widening.

What the hell is that on her neck? Who did...no. No he wouldn't hurt a fly. Rob couldn't have done this. He looked at his friend who was now frowning at him. Stacy was still not looking at them.

Why is he looking at me like that? Rob's frowned deepened as Tommy looked at him questiongly. Shit. He's seen that bruise...surely he doesn't think...

"What room she's in Stace?" Tommy turned to Stacy, his voice soft.

Stacy looked at him and noticed his fists were balled at his sides. "Um room 345 Tommy. Thank you." She replied then cast a confused glance at Rob.

"Tommy..." Rob bgean but the older man held up a hand. "We better get going." He replied coollly. "Stay safe Stace." He looked at her then back at Rob before leaving.

The door shut behind them. Stacy looked at Rob confused. "What was all that about?"

Rob looked over at her and shrugged. "I have no idea." How could he think I'm capable of doing that to an innocent woman? Well you did storm out of here and plus she's got the victim act down to a T not that she shouldn't feel that way.

It clicked and Stacy's eyes widened. Her hands went instinctively to her neck. "He thinks you did this."

Rob sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Oh my God...Rob...I...I'm so sorry! I've caused so much trouble yet again..." The blonde woman continued to babble on and on. Rob wandered over to her and knelt down so he was at eye level with her.

"Stacy..." He began as she continued to go on about how she shouldn't have came here.

"I shouldn't have done it...I'm such a stupid bitch...if I could go back..." She blinked trying to keep the tears at bay.

"Stace..." Rob tried again, this time gently grasping her hands.

She looked down at them, then sighed. "I'm sorry...I just wish I didn't go to Shane's hotel room those few weeks ago..." She trailed off and swallowed hard, the tears forming in her eyes again. "I should have ignored him and took Torrie's advice but I didn't...I didn't and I slept with him."

The tears fell and Rob couldn't help but feel a fleeting surge of jealousy throughout his body at the mention of Shane's name. So the rumours were true. "I'm just as bad as everyone says I am...I'm a good for nothing slut." She sniffed.

Rob's ignored the sickening images of the two together. Its not like we were dating so why am I so mad? He reached out and thumbed her tears away. She looked at him. "You are not a slut." He told her seriously.

"Everyone makes a stupid mistake once and again." He told her with a sad smile.

"No matter what people say about you, good or bad, you gotta rise above it. People are gonna make things up about you and some can be more vicious than others. When I look at you, I don't see a slut."

She scoffed at him and he squeezed her hands to show he was being serious. "I mean it." He told her forcefully. "I see this talented woman who is going to go far and one day become the Women's champion. I see this funny, caring girl that puts her friends and others before her."

"You're just trying to make me feel better." She smiled despite her sadness. He smiled back at her and reached up with one of his hands and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She shivered at his touch and kept her eyes on his. He looked at her and gently stroked her cheek as he spoke.

"Above all of that, I see this beautiful woman who, from the moment I saw her, I knew I had to talk to, I knew I had to get to know because I knew and I know now that she makes this stupid, pointless fight worth it. I'm glad you're here with me Stacy. I mean it. I only wish I had the balls to tell you this sooner."

She looked at him, never in all her adult life had she ever heard a guy say anything remotely heartfelt to her.

She didn't speak instead she leaned across and gently pressed her lips to hers. Rob was stunned but responded. Stacy felt her heart melt when he kissed her back. This is what its supposed to feel like.

Not taking her lips from his she tugged at his shirt, trying to get him onto the bed with her. He moved up and she pulled him so he was now on the bed with her.

He moved closer to her. His arms wrapping around her waist. Her hands coming up into his hair, pulling his band out of his hair. She gently bit his lip, as if she was awaiting permission to deepen the kiss. He responded by letting her tongue enter his mouth.

Stacy let out a blissful moan, letting all her worries and hurt from earlier wash away.

I hope to God this not a dream...if it is then its a damn good one... Stacy thought, smiling through her kiss.

Rob grinned too despite himself, he shivered when he felt her hands move down and under his shirt.

Shouldn't I be the one doing that? She stopped at the waistband of his jeans then slowly pulled her lips away from his.

They both opened their eyes, their arms still in place. Both blushed and smiled awkwardly.

"Well that was..." Stacy began.

"It was...good..." Rob was flustered.

She looked at him, the smile still on her face. For the first time that night, Rob seen the old Stacy back. That sparkle in her eyes again.

"I like you Rob...a lot." She added and he chuckled making her laugh. She reached out and ran a hand down his chest again. "But I just don't want to rush into things...I mean not that's there anything wrong with the two of us...you know (She giggled and blushed) I guess what I'm getting at is that I like you and after all that's happened I just wish I had done this sooner...God!" She laughed and he couldn't help but smile. She looked at him and kissed him softly once more. "I hope that tells you what I'm trying to say."

He smiled at her and couldn't believe how lucky he was, how many guys would kill to be in his place right now.

"It does and I'd love to."

She beamed at him once more. "I was hoping you'd say that. I can't believe it! I got to make out with Rob Van Dam!" She said happily.

"You know if Stevie walked in on us he'd have had a stroke." Rob teased as the two moved about so they were lying next to each other. He had removed his shoes and reached out and pulled her close to him.

Stacy grinned with content as she snuggled closer to him. He gently stroked her arm as she nestled close and rested her head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.

"We'll get through this...I promise you." Rob told her as she closed her eyes, sleep finally catching up with her.

"I know..." She mumbled in her sleep. "We just gotta think of a way to outsmart Shane is all."

Rob smiled down at her as she drifted off to sleep. He glanced at the clock on the bedside table and smiled. God, is it almost 6 already? I better hope to God I'm fit for Smackdown! Rob yawned and looked down at the now peaceful (and sleeping) Stacy. He wrapped his arms around her before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Stacy Keibler smiled widely in her sleep.

"So basically you're telling me that she's fine and staying with Rob?" Torrie's eyes widened. She was stunned, not that there was anything wrong with Michigan native but Stacy was supposed to be seeing Shane.

"What's wrong with that?" Stevie frowned, leaping to the defence of his best friend.

Tommy held up a hand to shush him. "She asked us to come and tell you she's all right, didn't want you worrying about her."

Torrie smiled and shook her head. "She's my best friend. I'm supposed to worry."

Tommy grinned at her but the image of the purple bruise flashed in his mind. Was it really Rob? I mean I've known the guy for years...he wouldn't hit a woman...Shane? I can't exactly accuse the boss without proof but now that I think about it, it makes more sense...God, I'm such an idiot.

"You okay Tommy?" Torrie frowned slightly.

Tommy looked at her. She must have caught me mulling over my thoughts. "I'm fine, just tired...it's been a long night."

"I should let you guys go, thanks for coming to see me..." She looked at Tommy and Stevie, flashing them a bright smile. "it really means a lot. Can you tell Stace to please call me as soon as she wakes up?"

Stevie nodded. "Will do...sorry for jumping at ya back there..."

The blonde shook her head. "It's forgotten. Rob is your Stacy."

Stevie and Tommy both chuckled at her statement. "Take care guys, see you both at the arena." Torrie stifled a yawn.

"Night Torrie." Tommy bade her farewell and Stevie waved as she shut and locked the door.

The two men walked towards the elevators.

"$20 bucks says she's ridin' him like a Bronco." Stevie quipped.

Tommy didn't reply. He gently pushed the button for the lift. The doors dinged. A thump was heard. Followed by a groaning noise. "Stupid ass." Tommy muttered, shoving his friend into the lift.

"Hey! You better cut that out! That's twice I've been physically assaulted! That is technically assault! I can get you arrested by the way..." Stevie yelled as the doors closed behind them.

A.N. I originally planned to include more in this chapter but I wanted to post something up. I hope the Rob/Stacy thing wasn't too rushed. The next chapter will include Smackdown. Please review! Plus I am MEGA GUTTED CM Punk is leaving WWE. RAW isn't gonna be worth watching any more. He is the best wrestler around, in my opinion, and whatever he decides to do, I wish him all the best. Why is Kelly Kelly Divas Champion? Doing a cartwheel around the ring doesn't make you champion! Thank Christ I got to watch women like Chyna and Molly Holly wrestle! Also, I was sad to hear Chavo had been released but he wasn't getting used right. I wish him well in whatever he decides to do.

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