Like always we were getting ready to go to the show soon. I of course had my bag already packed with my ring gear in it, seeing as I would be competing tonight. I come out of the bathroom after getting ready, kind of concerned about tonight.
"Now what was that phone call about exactly earlier today?" I ask Alex.
"They want Mike to get all mad at me and I'm supposed to flip out and beat him up."
"And basically I'm not gonna be a heel anymore. My attack on him is my face turn tonight." He adds.
"Face? Really? You make a better heel." I remark, making a face.
"I know, but it's the path they're choosing for me. Plus after tonight, I can shine on my own now."
"Well that's good at least." I muse.
"And if the fans say anything about you and Mike being around each other after this we can always say that Aly and I are forcing you both to hang out." I add.
"Right, but yeah what happens tonight, you and Windy don't have worry. I'll probably end up going back to Smackdown, unless they're planning a feud between Mike and myself."
"I hope they don't make a feud, I hate seeing you two fight."
"We'll see what happens after tonight."
"Right."
Then the connecting door opens and Aly peeks her head in.
"You two lovebirds ready to go?" She teases.
"Yes we're ready and quit calling us that, you and Mike should be the lovebirds not us." I retort.
"I'm only teasing jeez. I sense a change in your mood. Is there something you're not telling me?" You ask, jokingly.
"What? No!"
"Relax, I'm only kidding. Now let's go...lovebirds." She laughs, before closing the door and disappearing back into her room.
"Ooooh...I will get her back." I say, and Alex laughs.
"She is right about the lovebirds thing though." He adds.
I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Need I remind you about last Saturday, before yesterday's show?"
I flush and he chuckles.
"...shut up..." I mumble, kind of embarassed.
"It's nothing to be embarassed over." He says as he kisses my forehead.
"Right, but it's a natural reaction remember?"
"True. We should go now before she decides to come back."
"Yeah, next thing we know...she could knocking at the door to the room itself." I say, grabbing my things and we head out.
When we open the door, we see that she's about to knock on it.
"Told you." I laugh.
"It's about time." She says, walking back to Mike.
"We were coming, you didn't need to worry. But then again, you do call us the lovebirds."
"Because you are." She replies while smoothing out her dress.
"Wish I was wearing my sweatpants." She mumbles.
"Well you could've. I mean it's not like you're gonna be on tv or anything."
"True..."
"Too late now though."
"Damn."
Mike and Alex walk ahead, while I stick back with Aly as we follow.
"So do you know about the fight that Mike and Alex have to go through tonight?"
"Yeah. I don't like it."
"Me neither, and especially since that'll be Alex's face turn. I mean he plays the heel all too
well like Mike does."
"Yeah, that's gonna be weird."
"I'm assuming they don't want us out there with them when that happens."
"I know for sure Mike is saying no."
"It's settled then...we're watching from backstage."
"Yeah, pretty much."
We get to the elevator and head down to the lobby, then out to the parking lot and into the car. From there we head to the arena, and when we get there we head right into the room to settle down to watch the show when it starts in a few minutes. Aly leans against Mike, looking a little sleepy.
"Didn't get enough sleep last night?" I ask.
"I did but I'm still tired."
"It's the little one isn't it? Tiring you out."
"Yeah."
"Awww."
"I'm just glad that I don't really have morning sickness. Its just certain smells that make me sick, especially since my sense of smell's gotten sensitive." She shrugs.
"Right." I nod.
"Don't be surprised if I fall asleep."
"Okay."
Soon the show starts and before the intro, it shows the 'In Memory Of' thing for Randy Savage. It stays there for a minute or so, before fading to the WWE Intro and then the Raw intro, followed by the pyros in the arena. The show is introduced before the theme music fades and Jerry's plays, and he walks down to the ramp and gets into the ring.
"Oh...thank you very much. I don't want to take too much time before the show starts, but I just wanted to come out here for one second and say...that finally our long national nightmare is over. Michael Cole has been beaten. Thank you...now you know...I knew that Michael Cole would have some sort of plan where he would try to weasel out of kissing my foot. So I had an ace up my sleeve. Well actually...actually I had a Hart up my sleeve. Ladies and gentlemen, Bret 'The Hitman' Hart!"
"That was funny last night even though the whole foot thing was gross."
His music hits and he walks out down the ramp and gets into the ring, grabbing the mic from Jerry as the crowd cheers and his music fades.
"Hello Portland! Long time no see. I just want to say, that it always makes me happy to be back on Monday Night Raw. I just want to say that over the years, Jerry Lawler you and I have had our differences, but you know everytime I fought you I always respected you for being the competitor that you are. And just like about everyone else on the planet, I got zero respect for Michael Cole. So I just want to thank you, it was my pleasure last night to make sure that Michael Cole suffered the agony of defeat..if you know what I mean."
"As far as I'm concerned, Mich..." He goes to say, but is cut off by 'the truth shall set you free', signaling that Truth is coming out.
"Oh god not him."
"Wow. Surprise surprise surprise. Hey don't boo me, it's Hitman Hart. Hitman Hart. What an honor man, this is an honor. I can't believe my eyes dog." Truth says, walking down the ramp, then gets into the ring.
"Oh be quiet you pest." Aly sighs.
"You must be...what...90 times WWE Champion?"
"Something like that."
"SHUT UP!" Truth yells at the the crowd who were chanting that he sucks.
"Don't listen to them, they ain't got no sense. They ain't got no home training. Ask me how many championship matches that I've been in Hart, ask me. Guess guess. Zooooooop." He says, making a big zero in the air with his finger.
"Hmmm and whose fault is that?" I ask.
"Zero! Maybe it's because...okay I probably didn't care about the little Jimmys like you did. I would come out here, I would rap and I would dance, and that ain't got me nothing. Maybe because I never really...I never really gave them anything. Hitman, help me help you help me. Can I...may I please...you mind?" He says, taking the sunglasses from Bret's hand.
"These are Hitman shades...I'm gonna try something...let me try something. I'm gonna do an experiment. I need to find me a little Jimmy." He says, getting out of the ring and going over to a kid in the crowd.
"Aw man...little Jimmy. Little Jimmy. See ya'll look, R-Truth...I'm a good R-Truth now." He adds, putting the sunglasses on the kid's head.
"Yeah right, you're gonna be an ass." Aly rolls her eyes.
"That look good don't it? That look good on little Jimmy...look. Now this means that I should be next in line for a WWE Championship match right?" He asks and everyone boos, then he takes the sunglasses off of the kid's head.
"My thoughts exactly." He adds, getting back into the ring.
"Knew it. Jerk."
"I'm not in line next am I? Don't worry about them. You see, I used to think that wins and
losses didn't matter, as long as you gave the people what they wanted. That ain't got me diddlysquat. I took out John Morrison, I beat up Rey last night...that made me a believer that actions DO speak louder than words. Now the action part of my mind is telling me that I need to beat up on a Hall Of Famer. And maybe I'll get the match that I deserve."
"Stupid." I shake my head.
"You want a piece of me? Go ahead and take your best shot! There's something you need to
know first. The reason I got championship matches, is because I was the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be. The reason you're not getting championship matches is because you are a freaking lunatic." Bret Hart retorts.
"You tell him." Aly agrees.
"I'm a lunatic?"
"Yeah you're a lunatic."
"You know what? I'm not gonna stand here and be disrespected." Truth retorts and goes to leave, that is until John's music hit.
We both scowl. He walks out and down the ramp limping from the effects of last night's match. He walks around and grabs a mic, walking to the other steel steps to get into the ring.
"Truth Truth Truth Truth, R-Truth hold on. R-Truth hold on one second. Come on back man, come on back." He says, motioning for Truth to get back into the ring which he does.
Aly turns and buries her face in Mike's chest.
"I think it's about time that you and I had a little bit of a talk. So hold that thought right there, and I'm a little bit beaten up from last night, but I'm just as excited as everybody else when I say Bret 'The Hitman' Hart is back in a WWE ring!"
"I just want to congratulate you John on the big win last night."
"Thank you very much, you doing okay?"
"I'm good."
"Alright good. Now back to the resident lunatic." John motions to Truth.
I'm ignoring the screen as well, hugging Alex who whispers to me soothingly.
"Okay so, I've had my hands full with the Miz lately, I haven't been able to pinpoint on the timeline exactly where you went crazy. I mean you're talking about Jimmys, Johnnys, Jeffereys...what's up? Listen man. Everybody has bad days, everybody complains. We used to be cool man, what's..."
"Cool? Youster is a rooster from Brewster. You don't know nothing about cool, and you don't know a damn thing about me."
"Let me tell you something. This whole conspiracy thing that I've been talking about...is about you. It's about you. You see these...people here make sure that it's all about John Cena."
"No no no no no no no no no no. John Cena makes sure that it's all about these people."
"Ya'll shut up! Then why is everybody running out...'I got to go get the new John Cena t-shirt', 'I got to get the new John Cena wristbands', 'when are we gonna watch the new John Cena movie'. I want my son back!"
The whole thing between John and Truth goes on until the GM chimes in.
"Stupid GM."
"The anonymous Raw general manager says R-Truth, you've been impressive but I need to see a little more before I can grant you a WWE Championship match. Therefore, I'll be paying close attention to tonight's tag team main event. R-Truth and CM Punk vs Rey Mysterio and John Cena. There's...there's more. And the special guest referee, will be Bret 'The Hitman' Hart."
"Hmph. Boring."
Bret's music hits and Truth leaves the ring talking to himself angrily. Bret and John get out, and Bret goes back over to the kid and gives him back the sunglasses that Truth gave him and took away from him. Then the screen changes to backstage and we see Show and Kane talking, with Big Show sitting on the side of Del Rio's very expensive car.
"...the thing is they always run in a pack together. That's the way Punk wants it. So you know they're gonna be out there tonight."
Then Kane says something, and then we hear someone speaking in Spanish. The camera pans out to reveal Ricardo. Kane and Show just look at him confused as he keeps talking in Spanish, until pushes him down telling him to shut up.
"Hah." I snicker.
Kane and him continue to talk, before Del Rio comes up yelling at them in Spanish angrily. Then Kane and Show just walk away, as Del Rio continues to speak in Spanish angrily as the screen fades out. After the commercial Big Show and Kane came out for their title match against Otunga and McGillicutty again. The match was lame because Mason and CM Punk cheated. Punk ending it with a sneaky kick to the back of Big Show's head, resulting in him getting pinned. McGillicutty and Otunga are the new Tag Team Champions.
"WHAT?"
"Cheaters."
After the 2nd commerical break there's footage from Randy's autograph signing for his new movie. Then we're back ringside with Josh and Jerry talking, before going backstage to see a furious Kane and Big Show.
"Well gentlemen, you've got to be very frustrated by..."
"Frustrated? How're you gonna say frustrated in the same sentence with me? Did you see what happened out there? You think I'm frustrated, that's the most ridiculous statement I've heard in my life. How long have you been doing this? What do you think happened? We got robbed!" Big Show retorts, cutting him off.
"Uh yeah." I agree.
Then we hear the all too familar spanish of Del Rio. He appears onscreen looking amused, and then out of nowhere slaps Big Show across the face and goes running. We don't see much, but we hear the screeching of tired and some other noise. The camera follows Kane and we see Big Show on the ground with Del Rio's car near him.
"SHOW!" Kane yells rushing over to him.
We now see that Ricardo has run over Big Show's leg.
"Oh my god."
Ricardo finally gets back into the car, and backs up and off of Big Show's leg. Del Rio is saying things in Spanish and then they run off.
"That's a hit and run!"
The medics come and try to help, but he's screaming in agony and holding his leg. They try to help but he pushes them away, including Kane and tries to get to his feet and walk but falls to the floor. He keeps screaming in agony as they check out his leg, and people gather around and the screen fades out to another commercial.
"Wow that's just horrible."
"Damn Doritos."
After the commercial we see that they're now checking out his leg. There's a stretcher nearby, and Show insists on standing. He falls again and tries to stand again. He does and stumbles over to something for support and continues to stand there as the screen fades to the ring and Lispy is walking out. After his music faded, Evan Bourne's hit and he ran out and down to the ring.
"He's gonna lose this match obviously. Boooo."
"Poor Evan."
And I was right. Evan did lose, but what happened next was funny. Swagger was doing his run around the ring thing, but Evan gets up and kicks him in the head, stopping him. Then he rushes out of the ring and up the ramp onto the stage.
"Ahahaha nice." I laugh.
The screen fades to a view of backstage and we see Cole walking through the halls. He looks over to a group of people on laptops and they just laugh as they see him. He moves on and we see Kelly, Gail, Beth and Eve. Cole offers his hand to Eve and she just lifts her leg and puts her foot in Cole's face. He walks away with a sad look on his face as the screen fades to yet another commercial. I snicker and so does Alex and Mike.
"Awww poor baby." I laugh.
"Boo hoo." Alex jokes.
Aly looks amused and then covers her mouth as she yawns.
"You can sleep you know, if you're that tired." Mike says.
"I think I will." She agrees, yawning again before she snuggles into him and gets comfortable.
After the commercial, Jerry keeps making jokes about feet due to last night, until Cole was introduced and he walked out. He walks down the ramp as people boo him and he has the saddest look on his face, walking around the ring and grabs a mic, going over to the announcer's table.
"Can I have you atten...you know what, you're right. I don't...I don't deserve your attention. Because this isn't about me anymore, in fact it never should've been about me."
"Well duh." I roll my eyes.
"Jerry I came out here tonight...to put this all behind us. I came out here tonight to say I'm sorry, to apologize. To apologize to you, to apologize to you Josh, to apologize to you Justin Roberts our ring announcer, to apologize to you our time keeper. In fact I want to apologize to all of you here in Portland tonight. And I want...and I want to apologize to everyone watching at home. For my reprehensible behavior over the past couple of months. Jerry, I just want to come back home. I just want to do what I was hired to do, and that is sit in that chair and do commentary next to you every Monday night on Raw."
"I wouldn't trust him." Alex says and I nod in agreement.
"That's all I want to do. And listen..listen. No more Cole Mines, no more matches between me and you, I am begging all of you to please accept my apology. I really really really mean it."
"Actually...actually Michael that all sounds really good to me. It really does. I want to thank you for coming out here and apologizing and being professional. I also want to thank you for giving me a picture that's gonna be on my this year's Christmas card. Take a look." Jerry says motioning to the tron.
The screen changes and we see Jerry's foot in Cole's mouth from last night.
"Ewwww." I make a grossed out face.
"And um...also I think you might need...a lifetime supply of...these breathmints."
Mike motions to Alex that it's time to start heading out, so he carefully moves Aly so he can get up. He gently lays her back and kisses her quickly, rubbing her stomach too. Alex kisses me as well.
"Don't be too hard on him." I laugh.
"I'll try but you know we have to make it look realistic."
"I know." I nod.
"Love you." Alex says as he steals another quick kiss.
"Love you too."
They walk out. Then as Cole is going to sit down by Josh, Mike's music hits and shortly after they walk out. Mike puts on his angry face as he walks down the ramp with Alex in tow. They both get into the ring and he walks over to grab the mic. And before he could even say a thing, everyone was chanting 'you quit'.
"Stupid haters." I mumble.
"There is only one reason why I didn't win the WWE Championship last night. And that reason...is you Alex Riley." Mike starts to say, turning to face him.
"Oh boy, here it goes." I sigh.
"This isn't a one time phenomenon. This has been habitual. At Extreme Rules, he forgot
who he worked for, and didn't show up to my triple threat steel cage match where I lost the WWE Championship. And then the next night, I had a rematch for the WWE title. And not only that, I won it back. And then this happened..." Mike continues, motioning to the tron.
They flashback to 3 weeks ago with that rematch, where Alex raised Mike's hand in victory...the hand that had the title in it, causing him to let it go and fall to the middle of the ring.
"And then last night at Over The Limit, our plan was working to perfection until he screwed it up again. And the referee restarted the match, and you got thrown through the announce table by Cena. And that is why I turn to you anonymous Raw general manager. I'd like you to give me another chance. I'd like you to give me a one on one title match with John Cena, with Alex Riley banned at ringside. So go ahead Raw GM, I'll await your decision."
He stands there and waits, looking at the ceiling, but there's no response.
"Listen, there is no debate about it. John Cena wasn't in a handicap match last night...I was. That's how unhelpful Alex Riley was. So go ahead Raw GM, go to your computer, get on your email, email it right now and make this match official."
"He's not gonna give it to you Mike." I say to myself.
"Listen, I will not be disrespected like this. I know, you know and everybody else knows that I should be WWE Champion right now! I will not leave this ring until you chime in!"
"It's not going to happen." I sigh.
At first it looks like the GM wasn't going to chime in, but after some waiting the GM finally does.
"Uh-oh."
"The Raw anonymous general manager says...Miz, I heard your request for another championship match and it...is denied. You lost last night Miz, so as far as I'm concerned, you are done with John Cena." Josh reads, and Mike's grin falls.
I sigh again. He slowly turns his head and then himself around and glares at Alex, and Alex tries apologizing.
"This...is all...your fault. If it wasn't for you, I would be WWE Champion right now, you worthless waste of space!"
"Aaand here it goes."
"Do you have any...any explanation for yourself?"
"Miz, it wasn't like I was the one who said 'I quit'."
"Shouldn't have said that." I groan.
"What did you say? What did you say?" Mike retorts, pushing Alex's face.
"Huh? No you shut your mouth. You shut your mouth! I gave you a personal services contract. Without me, you wouldn't even be in the WWE! Are you listening to me? You are nothing...nothing without me! And then you rode my coattail all the way to the main event of Wrestlemania! I have given you chance after chance after chance after chance! And you have been one big disappointment after disappointment! I am sick of your mind numbing stupidity! I am sick of your face, I am sick of you...period! I'm done with you! You are fired! Don't you look at me like that. Get..." Mike trails off pushing Alex's face away again.
This causes Alex to snap and he hits Mike and starts going after him.
"And here it is." I sigh, cringing.
Mike rolls out of the ring, with Alex in tow. Alex takes off his suit jacket, and Mike kicks him away. But Alex fires back and rips Mike's suit jacket off of him and starts hitting him some more. Then he throws him into the barricade. He rips his shirt off, starts yelling at him and throws him over the announcer's table. He picks him up again and throws him onto the table, before grabbing him again and throwing him into the ring. Out of nowhere a 'Riley' chant breaks out. The attack continues in the ring, and Alex backs away from Mike who's in the corner and out of nowhere he like rips his shirt open for some odd reason. I raise my eyebrows. He starts yelling at him again before he throws him across the ring. He stares into the camera with an angered look on his face, before looking away and then back at Mike. He walks away leaving Mike in the center of the ring, but stops over by the ropes contemplating something. He turns towards Mike again and this time runs and kicks him in the head before quickly getting out of the ring and walking up the ramp and backstage. Mike just has this dazed/unbelievable look on his face to what just happened. I see that his lip is bleeding a little bit, before the screen fades to a commercial.
"They made it realistic alright." I mutter.
"A little too realistic." I add.
Then I realize that my match is up next, I'm tagging with Kelly, Beth, and Gail. Seeing as Aly's sleeping, I see that she'll be alright by herself for a while that is until Mike gets back. So I grab my bag and head out the door to head to the locker room to change. Right after I leave, I see Alex walking up to come back to the room.
"Had to make him bleed huh?" I ask.
"Didn't mean to. I didn't even know that I did that."
"You did. That was a little too realistic. You're lucky Aly slept through the whole thing."
"But when she finds out that you made him bleed..." I trail off.
Alex winces.
"Walk with me, I have to get ready for my tag match up next. We can talk more about this on the way to the locker room."
He nods and follows me.
"Alright, so what was up with ripping your shirt open? Not that I'm complaining or anything."
He smirks at me and shrugs.
"Oh wait I know. You did just for me didn't you?" I laugh.
"Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"Alright so I did."
"Hah, I so knew it. So, is it gonna stay like that all night? I'm assuming you popped some of the buttons off."
"Heh, yeah."
"Well now you're gonna be distracting all night. You planned this didn't you?"
A sly smirk appears on his lips.
"Yes you did." I say after seeing that.
Then we reach the locker room, and I stop outside the door.
"You can show all that affection that you've been giving me lately, that you want..." I trail off, moving closer to him.
Then I run a hand up from his abs and chest, before resting it on the back of his neck. My other hand is on the door handle of the locker room, and I pull him down so that our lips are inches from each other.
"...later." I finish, pulling back and disappearing into the locker room.
Alex just stands there, jaw hanging open. I just smile to myself the whole time as I get changed for the match. Once I finish, I walk out still with the smile on my face, and it gets wider as I see the look on Alex's face.
"You gonna stand there in shock or come out with me?" I tease.
"Aren't you going out there with Gail, Kelly and Beth anyway? Plus, I can't really go out like this..." He says after a while, then motioning to his shirt.
"True...darn."
"Just be careful out there okay?"
"I'll do my best."
Then I see the girls ahead of us and they motion for me to come over.
"I'll see you after the match." I say, kissing him on the cheek and walking over to them, with the title in my hands.
Then I hear Alex call my name. I turn to look at him.
"Love you." He smiles.
"Love you too." I reply, smiling and blowing a kiss at him.
This of course make the girls all go 'awwww'. I smile and laugh, then walk off with them towards the curtain. Back at the room, Mike steps in to find Aly still sleeping peacefully on the couch. He walks over and tries to move her carefully so he doesn't wake her up, but he fails as she stirs. She yawns widely and her eyes flutter open.
"...babe?" She asks sleepily.
"Yeah? And sorry if I woke you up."
"S'okay." Then she looks him over.
"Not that I'm complaining but...what happened to your shirt?"
"Oh, yeah the fight Alex and I had...he ripped my shirt off during it."
"Oh."
Then she sees that his lip is still bleeding a little and she frowns, reaching up to touch it gingerly.
"I'm okay. He just made the fight seem a little too realistic."
"I guess it's a good thing I was sleeping." She remarks with the frown still present.
"Yeah, it wasn't pretty..." Mike says, and then the door opens to reveal Alex walking in.
Alex sees her awake with a not pleased look on her face and he winces. She puts up a finger and uses it to motion for him to walk over. He does so reluctantly. She makes him bend down and then promptly smacks him hard upside the head.
"Ow!" He exclaims, holding where she smacked him.
"That was for making him bleed."
"I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."
"You're forgiven. Don't make it a habit."
"I don't think I can promise that...if they end up putting us in a feud...but I'll try."
"That'll do I guess." She sighs.
Then they hear the Bella Twins' music play on the tv screen, and Alex moves away and sits on the other couch. They all look and see the Bellas, Melina and Maryse walking out first to the ring.
"Ahaha Brie's hair is still orange-y."
"Looks like she tried to wash some of it out."
"It doesn't come out that easily." Aly snickers.
"I think she figured that out."
"Ahaha."
Once the Bellas made their entrance into the ring, their music faded and my music hit. I walk out with Kelly, Gail and Beth, then we get into the ring. Brie tries to charge at me, but the ref holds her off and I just laugh at her because of her hair still being orange. We all agree that I'm gonna go first, because Brie is going first in the match. She gets distracted with talking to Nikki or Melina or whatever, and I run up and grab her by her hair and slam her face first into the apron. I repeatedly start slamming her face into the apron, but interrupted by Kharma's music.
"Uh-oh."
Every one of the girls gets into the ring, and we all decide to gang up and work together if Kharma decides to attack any one of us. She walks down to the ring as usual, and when she reaches it, she looks at each and every one of us individually. She hops up and gets into the ring, walking into the middle of all of us. We're now circling her, and she looks around at us again before suddenly she starts shaking and she drops to her knees. Everyone looks confused. Then she starts crying as she looks at us again. We're all looking back at her with confused looks as she continues to cry. This goes on for a while, before you see the screen fade out to a commercial.
"Ummm...okkkkay?"
That match of course never continued, so we all left the ring and headed backstage with the still confused looks. While the others stayed backstage, I went down to the locker room to change back into my dress and whatnot. Once I put everything single piece of my ring gear in my bag, I left and started walking back to the room.
"That was weird." Aly comments as I walk in.
"Uh...yeah." I agree, dropping my bag on the floor, putting the title on top of it and then sitting next to Alex on the couch.
He immediately puts an arm around me and I snuggle into his side.
"Uh I'm just realizing this now...DC why is your shirt open like that?" Aly asks Alex, after looking over at us briefly.
"He ripped it open to show off and to torture me." I answer.
"Ohhhh I see." She snickers, and Alex rolls his eyes.
"I got him back for it though." I smirk.
Mike and Aly laugh.
"So are we sticking around for the rest of the night or are we heading back?"
"I think we can head back." Mike says.
"Okay good, because I think this one over here is gonna die soon, if we don't head back." I motion to Alex, who just keeps playing with my hair and whatnot.
They snicker.
"We'll meet you out there." Alex says out of nowhere, getting up and bringing me with him as we walk towards the door in a hurry.
But at least I was able to grab my things before we headed out the door.
"Somebody's eager." Aly laughs.
"She must've done something to make him that eager." Mike adds, chuckling.
"Bet you it was whatever she did as payback for the shirt thing."
"More than likely..."
He gets up and rummages through his bag for an extra shirt, pulling that on. She pouts a little.
"It's only until we get through the lobby and up to our room, don't worry."
She bites her lip and smiles, her cheeks slightly pink.
"I know I'm hard to resist, you don't need to say it." He smirks.
Her blush gets slightly darker.
"We already knew that." She remarks, pointing to her stomach.
"Love you." He says, walking over and kissing her quickly.
"Love you too."
Then they both grab their things and head out the door and out to the car. Alex and I are waiting outside the car since Mike has the keys, and because it's locked. While we wait he grabs a shirt from his bag and puts that on after taking his other shirt off. The car gets unlocked and we go back to the hotel. When we reach the hotel and park, we get out and grab our things from the trunk. After Alex and I grab our things, again he's in a rush to get inside and up to the room, and he's dragging me along.
"Slow it down Mr. Eager." I laugh.
He reluctantly slows down but not much. We make it inside, and we wait for the elevator to come down so we can head up. He's just getting more and more fidgety or whatever.
"Alex, my goodness. Calm down."
"You should blame yourself for this...you are the one started this afterall." He adds.
"Nope, that was you. You started it with the shirt thing."
"But you know what you did..." He says, as the elevator dings and we walk in.
I giggle quietly.
"That's what you get for torturing me tonight." I smirk, leaning against the wall of the elevator.
Alex grumbles quietly, shifting impatiently. I just grin at his impatientness, and soon the elevator dings and the doors open on our floor. I walk out before him, and start walking backwards, watching as he follows me. I turn and rush for the door and hear him start to chase me. I reach the door before he could get me, and I quickly dig through my bag for the keycard.
"Come on...where are you?"
I grab it finally and hurriedly open the door. I close it behind me, and I have some time before he gets here and comes in. So I quickly take off my shoes and then hide, right where the door opens, so I'll be hidden behind it for a few seconds. The door opens and Alex steps in, looking around.
"Carebear?"
I sneak up behind him as he closes the door, but I stay behind him as he walks through the room, looking for me, and I don't say a word. He calls for me again. I stifle a giggle, and I tap his shoulder before leaning the opposite way so he doesn't see me. He then realizes I must be behind him and before I can react, he spins around and locks me in his arms.
"Aww shoot, you got me."
"I did." He smirks down at me.
"You can let me go now..."
"Nope."
"You promised me something, you have to stick to that promise." He adds.
"I do, do I?"
"Yes you do. You can't just do what you did to me tonight, and not follow through with what you said."
I laugh and then catch him offguard with a kiss. He responds shortly after with kissing me back, and he must've quickly taken control, because we started moving backwards, and then my back hit the door to the room. Alex presses me into the door, his hand holding my hips. I move my arms to wrap around his neck, and then try to move away from the door, but he won't let me and keeps me there. I try one more time and don't get anywhere so I relax into his arms. I drag my nails across his neck purposely, I hear and feel him growl. He then pulls me away from the door briefly, before taking my hands from around his neck, and then once again pushes me against the door holding my hands. The kiss heats up and I'm pretty much whining because I can't move and I can't touch him because he has my hands trapped. I pull from his lips briefly so that I could say something.
"Why do that to me?"
"Returning the torture."
"Now be quiet." He adds, sealing his lips with mine again.
He kisses me for a bit and then dips his head down to nip at my neck. Since he was holding my hands with his fingers laced with mine, first my grip tightens, and I try to hide sucking in the sharp breath. But it's obvious that he heard me by the smirk I feel against my skin. He continues on, moving his way up slowly, watching my face out of the corner of his eyes. I get more tense the closer he is to that spot on my neck. Out of nowhere he just stops, but stays where he is. I look at him out of the corner of my eyes in confusion, but that confusion soon goes away as he out of nowhere goes to that spot. I bite my lip and try to muffle the moan but it doesn't help much and Alex smirks.
"Can you...let me go...yet?"
"Nope." He kisses up and around my ear and across my jaw.
I just sigh and turn my head to the side. He then tilts his head and captures my lips. He starts to loosen his grip on my hands, eventually letting them go. I rest my hands on his shoulders as we pull away and lean our heads against each other.
"Satisfied?" I ask, breathlessly.
"For now." He replies.
"Well at least it's for now."
He chuckles and steps back.
"I think I should go change now..."
He nods and I slip past him to get my pajamas and change. But before I could go into the bathroom, I did catch him taking his shirt off, and I whistled playfully before heading into the bathroom. I hear him laugh.
"Thanks for the mark Sharkboy." I tell him sarcastically as I slide into bed.
"Hey, we don't have any shows...that I know of."
"You're lucky." I cuddle up to him.
"I'm always lucky."
"Right...night lucky boy."
"Night." He says back.
Over in Mike and Aly's room she's changed but she's standing in front of the bathroom mirror with her wifebeater tanktop pulled up, turned sideways as she looks over her belly. Since she's spent longer in the bathroom than usual, Mike gets up and walks over to the bathroom, knocking on the closed door.
"Lyssa, are you okay in there?"
"Uh-huh." She replies absentmindedly.
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
The door clicks open. Then she walks out, shutting the light off as she does so.
"What were you doing?" He asks curiously.
"...looking at my belly."
"Ah, ok." He nods.
"I think I'm either starting to show a tiny bit or it's bloating." She remarks, pulling up her shirt to look again.
"I don't know, but what did the things say that you read exactly?"
"It's probably bloating." She sighs.
"Most women only gain 2 to 5 pounds in the first trimester."
"Don't worry, you'll be showing soon enough. These things take time."
"I know. I kind of want to start showing though, I want to be able to show it off." She slides into bed.
"I know.." He adds, sliding into bed next to her.
"And I know you're just dying to tell everyone." She says to him with an amused smile.
"Of course I am." He grins.
"Especially our families and then the stalkres tooo."
"Oh, they'll go nuts."
"I know they will." She giggles.
"Not to mention others backstage at the shows."
"That too. Hunter freaked when I called to tell Stephanie when I first found out."
"He does seem like the person who would do that."
"I told Steph 'I'm pregnant' and then I heard Hunter yell 'WHAT?' real loud."
"I guess he never expected that news."
"Guess not but he should have, it was going to happen sometime." She shrugs, snuggling into Mike.
"Right."
"But it happened now and even though it wasn't expected, I'm still excited. I get to start a family with you."
"I know, it's the greatest thing ever."
"Mmhmm. I can't wait to see what we're having."
"Me neither."
"I still like the name Savannah for a girl. But I was thinking about boy names earlier."
"Well it's good to have names in mind for when we do find out."
"Uh...huh." She says while yawning.
"Okay, I saw that yawn. You need to sleep."
She pouts.
"You're clearly still tired."
"But I feel like I've been sleeping pretty much the whole day." she pouts, whining a little.
"I feel like I haven't gotten to talk to you much or anything." She adds.
"I know, but I also know that this is gonna happen a lot. I understand that. It's best for you to get all the rest you can."
She sniffles and he sighs.
"Please don't cry." He groans.
"But I barely talked to you all day. All I did was sleep basically..."
She sniffles again and he can tell that she's about to burst into tears.
"Lyssa please don't cry..." He says again, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer.
Her lower lip wobbles as she tries not to cry.
"Don't cry." He whispers soothingly, rubbing her back.
"I haven't talked much, not really showed affection...I'm a horrible wife." She rambles and her voice keeps cracking.
"No, no you're not. Don't say that."
She keeps rambling and finally he gets frustrated and kisses her to make her quiet. He pulls away once he thought that she was calmed down and quiet, leaning his forehead against hers.
"I love you. Okay? Just remember that."
"I love you too." She says quietly.
"If you want to stay awake for a while longer, I won't say no to that. But if you feel like you're gonna fall asleep, just fall asleep, it's okay."
She nods and they lay there talking for a while before she ends up drifting off to the sound of his voice and his heartbeat.