Chapter 7
Syd leaned into Jon's side, watching Colby run around their new ride like an excited kid in a candy store. His energy and enthusiasm was like a breath of fresh air to his friends.
Joe had checked out the bathroom and bunk area; claiming his space instantly, before settling down on the couch, going through his bag. "Do we have closet space?" he asked, unzipping his garment bag.
"One right there before the first bunk on this side and another in the bedroom. Feel free to use closet space in there, big man. We both know Jon doesn't have clothes that need to be hung up," she jutted her chin towards the master, laughing when Jon dug his fingers into her sides.
"Hey, I'm a simple man with simple tastes," Jon shrugged his shoulders with a playful scowl.
"You are definitely not a simple man, Tiger," Syd caressed his cheek, smiling when he nuzzled into her touch.
"And he doesn't have simple tastes either," Joe winked at Syd, laughing at her blush before he pulled a box wrapped in plain brown paper out of his bag. "Jon, you had mail delivered at my place," he handed it to his friend, watching a big grin appear on his face as he took it. "What is it?" he asked when Jon hopped up and started towards the bedroom.
"I did some online shopping for my Kitten!" he chuckled, disappearing into the room.
"That can't be a good sign. I worry for you," Joe glanced back at the blank look on Syd's face. "Good luck with that, baby girl," he patted her knee, pushing himself to his feet with his dress clothes in hand, and laughed when she swatted his ass.
"Evil man; I thought you were on my side," she pouted; leaning back into the couch when Colby finally sat down beside her. "So what do you think, Pup?"
"It feels like home away from home," he smiled with a content look on his face.
"You haven't seen the best part yet," she hit the button over her shoulder and chuckled at the confused look on his face when the couch began to extend. "In case you or Joe need more room to stretch out, there is always this option, and I can use it to work on you guys after shows," she shrugged. "What do you think?" she asked with a soft smile.
"It is fucking awesome!" he yelled, pouncing on her and rolling around on the bed-sized couch.
"What is this?" Joe asked with a bright grin.
"Isn't this kick ass, man?" Colby laughed, settling on his back with Syd draped on top of him.
"It definitely is but that isn't what I was talking about. What is this?" Joe asked, holding out an 8 x 10 photo. "Syd, that isn't a scared face; that is an O face," he pointed at the still shot of their rollercoaster ride, laughing when Colby enfolded her in his arms while she struggled to take it from him.
"Looks like Jon got to cross another one off his list," Colby chuckled when Syd hid her flushed face in his shoulder.
"What the fuck is this?" Jon mock-scowled at the scene in front of him, moved forward and plucked Syd off of his brother. "Mine," he narrowed his eyes at his laughing friends, darting his gaze down to Joe's hands before plucking the photo from his fingers, "and that's mine too," and carted his lady off to the bedroom.
"Are you in town yet?"
"Yes, Randal, I've been in town for a few hours," Syd rolled her eyes; holding her cell to her ear that wasn't pressed against Jon's heart.
"Do you want me to pick you up?"
"Nope, I'll just have Frank drive there," she grinned, mentally counting down the seconds before…
"You mean you're bringing them to our parents' house?" She could picture him clenching his jaw while pinching the bridge of his nose; that is how well she knew her brother.
"Yes, Randal, I'm bringing them to the fucking house. Whether they want to come in and meet Mom and Dad or stay in the bus is entirely up to them," her voice rose in volume with every spoken word; the boys darting their eyes at each other when her hand clenched around her cell. "You better tell Mom to cook for four extra people! I'll see you there shortly, bro!" she growled at him, hitting the End button and letting the phone drop to the floor. "I hate this fucking city," she sighed, getting up to walk to the front and spoke quietly with Frank.
"She's taking us home?" Joe glanced between his brothers with a grin.
"We get to meet Cowboy Bob Orton?" Colby asked with a smile.
"Even better; we get to invade Randy's home turf," Jon chuckled. "I get to pester him in his childhood home. This is fucking perfect!"
"I thought you wanted his approval? I remember you saying something about wanting him to think you're good enough to breathe the same air as his sister," Joe asked with an arched brow.
"Nah, fuck him," Jon waved him off. "I have Phil's approval and trust me; that blows Randal's out of the water. I'll explain later," he said in a softer tone when Syd began to walk towards them. "What's up, baby?" Jon asked, reaching out to grab her hand when she stood in the aisle between them.
"Do you guys feel like meeting my fucking parents?" she asked with a scowl, staring at the floor while she toed the carpet.
The three men burst out in a fit of laughter; Joe and Colby near hysterics from witnessing her child-like mannerisms, while Jon pulled her down on to his lap. "We wouldn't miss it for the world, Kitten," Jon smiled cheerily at his lady, holding the back of her head in his hand and pulled her lips to meet his.
"Keep an eye on how she interacts with her parents, bro," Colby whispered to Joe while the couple explored each others' mouths.
"Frank, are you sure you want to see this?" Syd looked up at the man with big doe eyes.
"Are you kidding? Phil will kill me if I don't report back what I see in there," he laughed, stepping off the bus in front of the Orton family home.
"Quit frowning, Kitten," Jon cupped her face between his hands, pecking her lips. "Colby is going to mark out over your dad, Frank is going to spy for Phil, I am going to torment your brother and Joe will be in there to keep the peace. It's how we work," he grinned, resting his forehead against hers and placing another soft kiss on her lips. "Ready?" he lifted a brow.
"As I'll ever be," she sighed; instinctively snuggling into his side while he wrapped an arm across her shoulders. "What are you doing?" she lifted a brow at her friends when they gave her a questioning look. "I still have a room here. I don't knock," she rolled her eyes, stepping forward to open the door and pulled her hand back when it swung open to reveal her brother's intense glare.
"You weren't kidding about bringing the whole pack," he ran his eyes over the four men surrounding his sister before focusing his gaze on the smirking face of Jon, but more specifically, the hand on her shoulder, securing her to his side. "Come on in. Dad's in the den and Mom's in the kitchen," he stepped back, allowing the five to pass before closing the door behind them.
Joe spent the following two hours observing how his friend's defensive walls went up around her parents, and how her brother observed her interaction with Jon. The look on Randy's face held more venom than anything he'd ever seen on The Viper; his in-ring persona.
Coming from a wrestling family, Joe was subjected to a few questions from Bob; how his father and uncles were faring and the like, before Colby monopolized the legend's time with idle conversation. It gave the big man time to see how much animosity Syd held for her parents and; when around them, for her brother too.
The balance of power in the house was clear as day when the two Orton men claimed the two large leather recliners in the den after lunch; Bob still entertaining Colby's incessant questions and Randy staring daggers at Jon. His stable mate wasn't fazed in the slightest; still keeping Syd close to his side and engaging her in conversation to monopolize her time and attention.
The awkwardness between daughter/sister and her family was broken for a few moments when the front door opened and a sweet "Auntie Syd!" rang out. The six year old barreled into the room and jumped on to her aunt's lap, wrapping her arms tightly around her neck. "I missed you, Auntie Syd," she said excitedly, practically vibrating with energy.
"This is what you're like," Syd told the smiling Colby while she hugged her niece. "I missed you too, Alanna."
"Hi, Sydney," Sam said with a genuine smile.
"Sam," Syd said dismissively and without a glance before carrying on with the bundle of joy in her lap. "Hey, Ally, let me introduce you to some special people. That man over there with two colors of hair on his head and the farm animal attacking his face; the one who won't leave your Grandpa alone, his name is Colby and he's my version of you on the road; a hyperactive Tasmanian Devil," Syd chuckled when Colby furrowed his brows and ran a hand over his beard. "Go say hello to him," she ushered her niece off her lap and smiled when she skipped up to him.
"Hello, Mr. Colby," she held out her small hand.
"Hello, Alanna," he grinned ear to ear and shook her hand before she turned back towards her aunt.
"And who is he? He's awfully big…but pretty," the young girl jerked her chin towards Joe; the adults laughing at the blushing smile on the big man's face.
"Come here, sweetie," Syd opened her arms for Alanna to stand between her legs, wrapped her niece in her embrace and angled them towards Joe on her left. "This big man over here is real special, little bit, and yes, he's very pretty. He's been such a good friend to me that he's like a brother now."
"Like Uncle Phil?" Alanna asked innocently and startled instantly when Jon snorted, Randy growled and Syd smoothly and with perfect aim, bounced her water bottle off her brother's chest across the room.
"Just like Uncle Phil, honey," she smiled. "Now I know he might look scary because he's so big but look at this gorgeous hair and that smile. He's a big teddy bear and the nicest man I know. He has a little girl like you so maybe one day, the three of us can tackle him and braid his hair," she laughed when Joe rolled his eyes with a beaming grin. "Say hello to Joe, little bit," she settled her hand on Alanna's back and felt her relax enough to take a step towards him.
"Hello, Uncle Joe," Alanna shyly put her hand in Joe's big one.
"Hello, little one. It is very nice to finally meet you," he gently squeezed her tiny hand, patting her on the head with a bright smile. "She's beautiful, Randy; absolutely precious," Joe glanced up at her father, trying to lighten the mood with the compliment.
"Thank you, man. She's my angel," Randy nodded in return; a slight smile tugging at his lips while he stared at his daughter.
"That man over there that kind of resembles your Uncle John is Frank. He's our zookeeper and takes care of your crazy auntie and her friends," she pointed at their new driver; who looked proud to be accepted into their small family so quickly.
"Hello, Mr. Frank," Alanna waved at him since Syd didn't release her from her arms.
"Hello, Ms. Alanna," Frank nodded back.
"And who's this, Auntie Syd?" Alanna crawled back into her lap, resting her head beneath Syd's chin while facing Jon. "He has his arm around you. Is he your boyfriend?" she whispered loud enough for Jon and Joe to hear, and Syd cleared her throat, darting her eyes up to Jon's smirking face.
"I'd like her to be, sweetheart," Jon smiled at her, letting his eyes drift up to his lady's flustered face before returning to her niece. "Do you think she should give me a chance? Then you'd have another Uncle Jon," he lifted a brow, showing off his dimples when he heard Joe trying to restrain his laughter.
"He's very handsome, Auntie Syd. He has pretty blue eyes," Alanna whispered to her aunt but like most children, she had no clue that the men on either side of them could hear her clearly. "I think you should give him a chance. Uncle Jon, I told her to give you a chance," she leaned forward to speak to him directly.
"Alanna, he is not…" Randy began but again was cut off when his sister snatched up Joe's water bottle and pelted him on the forehead with it. "Damn it, Syd, quit throwing shit at me," he growled at his laughing sister.
"If only you would have been a boy too, Sydney. You'd be a damn quarterback in the NFL for sure," Bob shook his head, taking a sip of his drink.
"Thanks, Dad," Syd spat sarcastically with narrowed eyes. "So sorry I couldn't be born with a dick and ruined your plans to take the world by storm, spread the Orton seed and leave a trail of broken-hearted women in my wake but I figure you and Randal had it covered just fine," she rambled out in a hiss after covering her niece's ears.
"Watch your tone with me, young lady. You have the talent and skills to join the roster with your brother. Why don't you do that?" Bob asked with a shrug. "Stick with the family business," he accepted another beer from Elaine before glancing back at his steaming daughter.
"Sure, just toss all those years of medical school away and blow off my license to climb into the ring, to take on women that I'd have to go easy on. Can't go breaking the company's little Barbies, now can I? I can beat most of the pathetic men," she snapped irritably. "Go to your daddy, honey," she whispered to Alanna when she felt her temper rising.
"I know you can, Sydney, but that's not how it works…"
"Dad, just shut up. I have no interest in the family business except patching up the aches and pains that it leaves behind. On that note, I'm more than ready to get away from what it left behind in our home; unfaithful men and pathetic, dependent women. Have another beer and go watch footage of your glory days, old man. Let's go," she stood from the couch, taking Jon's hand and left the house with her friends right behind her.
"What the fuck was that?" Colby whispered to Joe in stunned disbelief while they walked towards their bus.
"That is Jon's obstacle to her heart," he whispered back, glancing over his shoulder when the front door opened.
"Syd!" Randy shouted, running across the yard towards his sister but was halted from reaching her when Jon turned to stand between them.
"Don't touch her, Orton," Jon growled low in his throat.
"What are you going to do about it, Good?" Randy hissed back.
"Auntie Syd! I want to go with you, Uncle Jon, Uncle Pretty, Uncle Funny Hair and the Zoo man!" Alanna shouted, pushing between her father and Jon to jump into Sydney's arms.
"Sure you can come with us, little bit. I'll leave her with John when we get there," she said in passing to her brother before boarding the bus.
"I guess I'm gonna become an uncle to your daughter," Jon smirked at the fury on Randy's face before he followed the Orton women onboard.
Upon arriving at the arena, the men received their scripts from their PA while Sydney let the other superstars fawn all over Alanna before she dropped her off at John's locker room. She absolutely adored the man and Syd couldn't help but shake her head at the fact that the man refused to sire children.
"Come with me," she snagged Jon's hand once she happened across him waiting in the hall. "Will you take our bags to the locker room for us?" she asked Joe and Colby.
"Sure, baby girl," Joe nodded, grabbing her duffle while Colby snatched Jon's.
"Where are we going?" Jon asked when she dragged him down the hall.
"To mark one of mine off my list," she grinned, pushing open the door on a locker room and locked it behind them. "Take off your clothes, Tiger," her dark eyes shined with desire before she pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it aside and leaving a trail of clothes as she walked into the private shower.
Jon quickly shed his clothes; picking hers up off the floor and leaving both of theirs in a pile on the bench before he followed her into the shower. He hardened to the point of pain when he saw her wet body under the spray of water, her hands on the wall and leaning forward to let the stream flow down her back. "Fuck, Kitten, you're so beautiful," he purred in her ear, gripping her hips and leaning forward to plaster his chest to her back.
Syd pushed her ass back into his groin and clamped her thighs together when he slid his length between her legs, running his cock along her slit. "Need you inside of me, baby," she gasped out a few minutes into that delicious torture.
"It's where I have to be, Kitten," Jon panted, taking a step back and turning her around to face him. He cupped her chin in his hand, looking into her obsidian eyes while he backed her into the tile wall. "Mine," he whispered against her lips before driving his tongue into her warm mouth. His hands traced down her sides, fingers gliding over her firm buttocks before he gripped the backs of her thighs, lifting her until her legs locked around his tapered waist. "Mine," he growled into her mouth when he thrust his hard length into her tight heat.
They continued to hungrily explore each others' mouths, taking breath from the others' lungs while Jon relentlessly thrust his cock into her pussy. Syd's hands traced down his glorious chest; drawing a moan from him when her palms pebbled his nipples, to his clenching abs before mapping out the contours of his muscled back and settled on his shoulders. Jon never relinquished his hold on her legs; choosing to lean into her so that her breasts brushed his chest with every thrust of his hips.
"Jon…" she broke their kiss on a gasp, drawing air into her heaving lungs when she felt her orgasm rushing in to claim her.
"Mine, Syd," Jon ground out between clenched teeth; staring deep into her delirious eyes, his forehead resting against hers while he drove up into her. "Say it, baby," his blue gaze implored of her; a stark contrast to his iron grip on her legs and sharp thrusts of his pelvis.
"YOURS!" she screamed, throwing her head back when he pushed her over the edge.
"Fuck yes," Jon groaned; leaning forward to bite down on her neck when her body milked his cock. Once Jon regained his breath, he turned them so that they were under the spray of the showerhead. They were still intimately joined with Syd's face buried in his neck, arms wrapped around his shoulders and legs shakily gripping his waist. Jon peppered soft kisses along her shoulder and head as he lowered her to her feet, reluctantly slipping free from her body. "Easy, Kitten," he held her to his chest when her legs threatened to give out.
"Does this mean we're exclusive?" she whispered against his flesh.
"You're all I want or will ever need," he kissed the top of her head, sighing softly when he felt her relax into his body.
"You know if you wanted sex in a locker room shower, we could've just used ours. It isn't like the guys haven't heard us going at it before," Jon chuckled when he pulled his shirt on, taking her hand and pulling the door open.
"It wasn't locker room shower sex that I wanted, Tiger. It was this locker room shower sex I wanted," she tapped a nail against the sign now posted on the door.
"You are so fucking evil," he burst out laughing, doubling over in hysterics.
"Guaranteed the throne in hell, remember?" she slid her fingers between his, taking his hand and walking down the hall with a wicked smirk in place. Jon's laughter rang down the halls while they left the locker room labeled Randy Orton behind.
"On Sunday, you will either adapt or I promise you, you will perish," Hunter said slowly, staring into the camera.
Randy turned towards the announcers' table, pumping his arm over his head with the mic in his hand until his sister nodded and he tossed it to her. A scowl seemed to be permanently etched on to his face when he took in her smirk and wet hair.
"Sierra Hotel India Echo Delta Lima – Shield" rang out in the arena and the crowd went wild. Roman was set to go one-on-one against Randy and; once the three men cleared the barricade and entered the ring, they faced off against the three veterans with the ref in the middle. Before he could clear the ring, a "Woooo!" drew attention to the stage and none other than Ric Flair came out to the cheers of the audience.
The members of Evolution smiled and laughed while their fourth member came down to join them. Seth scowled over his shoulder; watching the Nature Boy approach from behind while Roman and Dean kept their eyes focused on their adversaries. Dean stepped back a bit so that the legend could enter through the ropes that the ref held apart for him, moving back to Roman's side when Ric walked to Randy and shook his hand, getting a hug from The Viper before moving down the line to receive the same from Hunter and Dave.
Syd watched Ric pander to her home crowd, earning their praise like all cities do when they're mentioned on television before he got to the point of his visit. "But what I'm here tonight is to tell the whole world that it's great being in the ring with men that exude what this business is all about – dominance," he faced his three stable mates while they smiled proudly. "In my years on the road, I've seen everything come full circle, and I mean the word greatness come full circle," he directed towards the veterans before addressing the crowd again. "And then tonight, I'm surrounded with superstars that exemplify power, style and grace," he ticked off on his fingers, earning nods from Evolution. "But what I'm talking about now," he turned towards the Hounds, "…is The Shield," he smiled, holding his hand out to Seth, who reluctantly took the offered endorsement of the two-time Hall of Famer. Roman took his hand without hesitance but Dean; ever the skeptic took a moment before he shook as well. Syd laughed softly when Ric glanced at his former stable, winked and left the ring; leaving them confused over what just happened.
The ref cleared the ring and Roman and Randy got into it immediately once the bell rang. It spilled out on to the floor within a minute; Randy trying a few times to suplex the big man but ultimately Roman hit it and Syd cringed when their backs impacted the unforgiving mat. Both of their teammates crowded close to make sure the other didn't interfere while Roman rolled in and out of the ring to stop the count out. He rolled Randy back into the ring, following him in just as The Viper rolled out on the ramp side with the Samoan right behind him.
Roman headbutted her brother, about to whip him into the ring post before Randy reversed it and drove him into the steel steps. Randy glared into Seth and Dean's eyes, daring them to make a move while Hunter and Dave came up behind him. He even turned his back to them, holding his arms out to his sides and Dean lost his temper, pounding on the ring apron while Seth tried to calm him down.
Randy rolled the big man back into the ring and went for the cover, barely getting a one count. He put Roman in a headlock until the big man rose to his feet, turned into him and threw punches at his gut; Irish-whipping him off the ropes while he backed up into the ropes behind him but Randy clotheslined him over the top to the outside once again. Her brother snatched her friend up by his hair and the back of his vest, pulling him up on to the apron and set him up for his second rope DDT but the Powerhouse of the Shield avoided it.
Randy whipped him into the corner but the big man returned with a vicious clothesline that laid him out on his back. Roman shook off the pain in his bicep from the impact and went for his opponent but Randy whipped him into the ropes, Roman ducking the clothesline and coming off the opposite ropes to land a flying clothesline. The Samoan gave him a hard punch to the face, putting The Viper down. Randy lay against the bottom rope and Roman slid out of the ring, taunting Evolution to make a move before he ran and leaped, kicking Randy in the head.
Roman rolled back into the ring, making a show of fisting his big hand before punching it into the mat, readying for his Superman Punch but Hunter reached in, tugging on his foot and distracted him so that Randy ran up with a punch from behind, angling his body to pull the Samoan into his backbreaker. Syd jumped to her feet and was pulled by JBL to stand just behind him when Dean and Seth rushed in and attacked Hunter and Dave.
Syd watched Dean unload on Hunter with punch after punch until The Game created enough space to hurl the Lunatic Fringe over the announcers' table. Syd was pushed back when John abandoned his seat before she ran forward to check on her man.
"Are you okay, Tiger?" she asked, cupping his scruffy cheek in her palm.
"I'm just fine, Kitten," he winked with a smile.
Seth had beaten The Animal down in front of the timekeeper's area until Hunter ran up and pulled him off, driving his gut into the edge of the ring before pulling off his jacket. In the ring, Randy was pulling Roman to his feet by his hair until the big man shoved him back and unleashed a brutal Superman Punch, laying out The Viper. He glanced between his downed opponent and brothers for a split second before he left the ring to spare Seth the two-on-one beat down.
The ref called for the bell the instant one of Evolution touched Roman, giving him the win via disqualification but the violence continued on. Roman knocked Hunter to the ground with a headbutt before exchanging blows with Dave until Hunter and Randy wrangled him to the ground. Her brother wrapped his long arms around Roman's legs while Hunter stomped on him. Dean finally emerged from behind the table, crawling over the top until Dave pulled him over, turned him around and slammed him over on the table.
Seth stumbled up and fell beside Dean's legs, garnering Randy's attention. He snatched The Architect up, spun him towards the barricade and released him with enough momentum to flip him over so that his back impacted. Randy turned his attention back to Ambrose, glancing quickly into his sister's eyes before grabbing Dean's hair, pulling his head up and slamming it back down on to the table, turning back to Seth while Hunter and Dave double-teamed Roman. They threw him into the steel steps while Randy tossed Seth into the barricade once again.
All three of her boys were down until Dave pulled Roman to his feet by his hair and Randy hefted up Dean by his vest, throwing him into a spinebuster by Hunter. Dave had Roman in a full Nelson while Hunter drove his knee into Seth's midsection a few times before whipping him into the ring post. Randy kicked Roman in his exposed gut and followed through by throwing him into the same ring post; all three of the Shield laid out next to each other.
Randy struck his Legend Killer pose with a smile while Hunter continued to stomp on the downed men. The Game took off his shirt, grabbing Dean off the ground and rolled him in the ring while Randy and Dave did the same with Roman. Evolution swarmed the ring, Randy stomping on random joints of Roman like he was picking him apart. Hunter took over on the Samoan, kicking him in the head while Randy turned to Dean, who had managed to get to his hands and knees, and ran forward, kicking him in the gut. Dean rolled with the kick; his head ending up on the bottom turnbuckle, and Randy put his knee into his cheek, holding on to the ropes while pushing Ambrose's head back.
Hunter and Dave were stomping away on the big Samoan until the COO turned towards the corner Dean was pulling himself to his feet in. He crouched, waving him up, waiting for the moment to strike and struck him with a forearm across the throat when Dean took a step out of the corner. Randy was holding Roman's head down to the side while he glanced back to see Hunter pull Dean into position for a Pedigree until Seth suddenly leapt up on to the top rope and launched himself forward, hitting The Game with a knee to the face.
Dean and Seth quickly hit their feet; Seth beating Dave away from Roman while Dean wailed away on Randy. Ambrose tossed Randy to the outside while Rollins delivered an enziguri to the back of Dave's head; knocking him to the outside as well. Roman pulled his battered body to his feet with the aid of the corner ropes, narrowing his gray eyes on Hunter who just got to his feet and turned towards him. The big Samoan launched himself out of the corner and speared his boss to the mat, leaving him writhing in pain.
Syd had a grin from ear to ear when Seth clutched the top rope and stomped his foot on the mat and Roman let loose with a loud war cry. Her eyes darted to her Lunatic that stood on the bottom rope yelling like a madman before he turned and joined his brothers in stalking the fallen Hunter. Roman pumped himself up while Seth and Dean pulled their boss to his feet, and let loose another war cry; the three of them setting him up for their triple powerbomb. Just as they went to lift him up, Randy and Dave slid chairs under the bottom rope, attempting to attack Roman from behind but Seth and Dean rushed forward, taking the chairs and using them to smack the two men from the apron which allowed Hunter to roll to safety outside the ring.
The Hounds stood strong in the ring, taunting their opponents while Evolution retreated up the ramp, licking their wounds and dented egos.
"You know they fucked in your locker room right? That is why it reeked of sex," Dave said low enough for Randy to hear. "They've been fucking for a while now," he grumbled while they backed up the ramp, not noticing the dark look on Paul's face.
"How do you know she's with Good?" Randy shot back.
"I overheard her and the small one talking at breakfast one morning," he replied when they cleared the curtain. "Then that day at the gym the little prick got in my face for calling her a hot piece…"
"Dave," Paul snatched his friend's shirt into his fists and got up into his face with a sneer on his. "What Sydney does with anyone in her private time is her fucking business! If I ever hear you talk shit about her; especially out THERE where a fan could have heard, I will see to it that you never walk in our doors again! Am I fucking clear?" he shouted in his face, nostrils flaring and jaw clenched tight when Dave gave him a smug grin. "Don't give me that cocky look, Dave. You ain't shit! Randy, Cena and Syd are the old man's prized possessions and those three boys are mine! If you think you compare in that mix, you are sadly mistaken, man. Now I want to hear you say you fucking hear me," he narrowed his eyes on Dave; the gorilla going silent while the COO threatened one of his friends.
"I fucking hear you," he nodded, keeping his lips sealed tight.
"Then fuck off," Paul pushed him back, turning his back on him to focus on the male Orton. "I would think that you'd defend your sister like a man should; like I did," he shook his head in disappointment and left Randy standing there while he moved to wrap his arm around his wife.
"What was that all about?" she whispered to him while they walked off.
"One of them has no brains and the other has no balls," Paul grumbled, walking them towards their office.
April 29th, 2014
Kansas City, MO
The next night at the Smackdown taping, Syd had the pleasure of watching her Lunatic defend his US Championship belt in a Fatal 4-Way match against Alberto Del Rio, Curtis Axel and Ryback. The bell rang and the three men tried to corner Dean but he fought his way out, throwing wild punches at all of them before they managed to take him down. He sprawled out on his stomach, protecting himself while they stomped away on him before he managed to regain his feet for a moment and elbow Ryback in the face, knocking him to the mat. Curtis and Alberto got him down again, Alberto shoving his face into the bottom rope, bending him backwards over it before sending him to the floor.
Curtis tried to pull a fast roll up pin on Alberto but he kicked out. Ryback fronted off Curtis for going for the win when Alberto swept in and rolled up Ryback, only for Curtis to kick him and break the count, throwing him to the outside as well. The tag team began to argue in the middle of the ring until Dean rushed in from behind Ryback, taking out the back of his leg and turned his attention on Curtis. He punched and chopped his way across the ring until Ryback came up from behind and slammed Dean down on the mat; the two of them throwing him to the floor outside again and then turned their collective attention on Alberto.
"Stay where you are and rest up, Tiger," Syd whispered to Dean, smiling at his wink while he stayed crouched by the steel steps.
Dean remained in place, watching the action in the ring and didn't enter until he had to break the count on a pin. Less than two minutes later, he was forced to break another count before he tossed out of the ring again. Curtis and Ryback followed him out, picked him up and together, threw him backwards into the barricade.
"Take it easy, boys, or I'll fuck you up," Syd said lowly in a sing-song tone, darting her eyes up from pretending to study her nails. They took the not-so-subtle hint and JBL cut his mic before a laugh erupted from his mouth.
"Don't tell him I said so but I think you scare people more than your brother, Ms. Sydney," the Texan winked at her before getting back to his job.
Alberto kicked Ryback in the face when he turned towards the ring, leaving him down on the outside while Curtis returned to mix it up with the Mexican Aristocrat. Dean sat propped up against the barricade, watching from the floor. Del Rio put down Axel just as Ryback re-entered, who was immediately hit with a German suplex. Antonio remained in the bridge, pinning the big man but Dean flew in and broke the count.
Ambrose hit the mat a few times, working up his anger while waiting for a target to get to his feet. Alberto was the first up and set upon with right hand after right hand from the Lunatic. Ryback spun him around, in the middle of calling him "Stupid" before Dean slapped the taste of his mouth. The big guy shook it off and tried to rush Dean but he ducked, pulling down the top rope and let Ryback's momentum take him over. He shrugged with a grin and turned into a kick to the gut from Del Rio. Alberto turned to run to the opposite rope but Dean followed so when he bounced off of it, he was met with a knee to the midsection. Ambrose ran the ropes and came back with a dropkick to the upper chest to Alberto. He returned to his feet in time to get knocked back down with a clothesline courtesy of Curtis.
Dean was pulled to his feet and set up for a Perfect-plex by Axel but fought out of it, coming off the ropes with a vicious clothesline. He covered him and got a two-count before Curtis kicked out. Dean grabbed the ropes, pulling himself to his feet but Ryback pulled him out of the ring and threw him over the barricade into the timekeeper's area.
"Hey, handsome, rest up and catch your breath," Syd placed a hand on his heaving chest, trying to slow his breathing.
"You're all over the place tonight," he smiled up at her, covering her hand with his.
"Have to keep an eye on my interests," she poked her head out, watching the ring. "Just a little longer, baby," she smiled down at him.
"You take such good care of me. No one else can lay around like this and get told when their spot is coming up," he chuckled, closing his eyes while she wiped the perspiration from his brow.
"Guess you're just lucky then," she glanced around the side of the barricade and pinched his butt. "Time to retain, Tiger," she moved back, giving him room to hop the wall, slide into the ring and roll Curtis up for the win.
Ryback jumped him from behind, repeatedly pounding on the back of his head while Curtis got in a kick or two before Roman and Seth came to the rescue. Rollins tossed Axel over the top rope while Reigns ducked an arm from Ryback, bounced off the ropes and speared the man to the mat. Seth ran the ropes and suicide dived between the ropes, taking Curtis down again. He waited until the big man drove his fist into the mat before he rolled Axel back into the ring, stagger to his feet and turn into a Superman Punch.
Syd shook her head, laughing when Seth helped Dean up, pointing at what they did like a proud puppy. Ambrose, of course, smirked at the destruction and helped Rollins pick up Curtis, Reigns doing his war cry while his partners lifted the man on to his shoulders and the three of them slammed him to the mat.
"Now that is fucking perfection," she sighed, locking eyes with her…boyfriend while they celebrated his win and their dominance.
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