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TNA's Holidays Wants	By : TonyDiMerasbedroomslave Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1493 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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TNA's Best of Holiday Wants.
As the camera comes on we see a Traci with a wicked smile on her face and a mic in her hand. She's standing in what looks to be a commandeered Zybisco's office.

There's a couple of tech people standing by and a couple of back up camera men. And a guy making sure the cooler next to the leather couch has bottles of drink able goodness in it is open.

Traci: Welcome to TNA's best of Holiday Wants! Now I'm not going to lie folks. This is all about stuff that people want, and unlike the brilliant Alcoholic’s fic. You won't see any fronters like Paul, I jumped the bosses daughter to get a head in here. This is all about real men! Now please welcome Samoa Joe...since Joe is a no show...nope change that... thanks for coming Joe...to tell the truth I didn't think you would show.

Samoa Joe just sits down on the coach and swipes a bottle of water and slightly glares at Traci, but then thinks better of it. Traci then moves over to get the mic over near Joe. But keeps her distance, Joe has proven to have a mean streak.

While Traci doesn't think he will beat her down, she's not taking any chances. Joe visible frowns, and sighs loudly causing Traci to jump a little.

Joe: "Well Traci, my holiday want is for women to stop jumping around me. That and I'd like a sweet little hottie wife to call my very own... That's the real reason I beat the shit out of Daniels! That man has everything! A wife who loves him, two little angels who call him daddy! What do I have? A gold belt that's cold and doesn't love me! Damn you Daniels, you are already gods gift to wrestling! Why must you have everything!"

Joe gets up and leaves the room in tears, as Traci looks on in shock. Next enters Petey Williams looking very good in black jeans with a black tank and light leather jacket. Traci pales a bit, due to his cat with the canary in mouth grin.

Still Traci doesn't bolt but waits as the Canadian Destroyer sits down looking very happily up at woman he has it bad for. Quickly proving why he's was X-division title holder for over five months. Petey pulls Traci down on to his lap, with a small thud.

Petey: What I want for the holidays... is you my beloved Traci. Will you do me the honor of being my wife?"

Traci: Petey...you realize that Matt already asked me...just look at the ring."

........'oh well I always did
Petey looks on in horror as he sees a large tear shaped blue sapphire set in white gold with two tear drops of ruby on each side. Petey quickly runs form the room, horrified and crushed. Traci looks on carefully, waiting and listening to make sure her would be hubby is no hiding or with in ear shot. Seeing that the Canadian Destroyer has left the area, Traci pulls out her cell and quickly dials up Matt Bentley.

Matt Bentley: "Hey, Traci what's up?"

Traci: "Matt, I need you to do me a huge favor."

Matt Bentley: "Sure, Traci anything for my kick ass manager."

Traci: "Matt, I need you to pretend we are getting married."

Matt Bentley: "What! Traci, you and I just have business relationship! We aren't even dating, and you want to marry me?"

Traci: "Matt. I said pretend! Fake, you know put up a front?"

Matt Bentley: "Hey, are you saying I'm not good enough to marry? Cause I'd make a great husband, I'm loyal, loving, caring, good with cars, plumping, electronics, computer repair, home repair. Traci will you marry me?"

Traci: "Matt you twit! As you said before we aren't dating. I need you to go along with this so Petey Williams will leave me alone. He tried to ask me to marry him, just a minute ago."

Matt Bentley: "Don't worry Traci, I'll make sure that would be wife stealer gets the hint. No one steals the my soon to be wife, the woman who the ground she walks on I hold dear. The very air you breath is scarred to me. Your eyes are pools of soft warm brown heaven. The very.."

Traci: "Good-bye Matt."

Traci hangs up her cell and sighs as in next walks Eric Young smiling away. Young sits down on the coach and waits for Traci to put the mic down for him and ask him questions.

Traci: "So Eric what do you want this holiday season?"

Eric: "Well, I'd like Petey to stop whining about how you don't love him. It's driving me nuts, I can only take so much of it. Next I'd like for the world to realize that Jeff Hardy isn't cool! I'm the “The Charismatic Enigma! Me Showtime Eric Young is one to watch!"

Traci: "Well Eric is there anything else you would like to talk about?"

Eric Young: "Well, another thing coach D'Amore is a jerk! Yeah he's just what Don West and Mike Tenay call him. A big fat load!"

Traci watchs on in mild shock as Eric Young rips at anything form D'Amore to the current state of both American and Candain domestic polices to how to properly grow rose bushes. Traci realizes that Eric has some good tips on how to make the most out of limited storage space. Quickly pulls out a mini tape recorder and presses the button.

Her grin gets even bigger as Eric goes on about how best to make a tasty batch of blue steaks and what beer goes best with them. Eric goes on about other things form hockey to history for about ten more minutes when in walks Bobby Roode. Who glares at Young as he's just starting to go on about why working with AMW is worse than dealing with hyper monkeys. Young glares back and politely says good-bye to Traci and leaves. Traci waves at Young and gives him a look that says call me latter. Traci then turns her attention back to Roode who is now sitting on the couch.

Traci: "Well thanks for nothing Roode...Eric was just getting to how best to get out blood stains. So what do you want this holiday season?"

Boddy Roode: "Hey I know better than that little bitch how to get out blood stains! I was a pro hockey player before I was a wrestler. Anyway I want...Chris Harris to wake up and realize that James Storm is using him! Storm is a user, he's just out for himself. He doesn't care about Harris, not the way I do."

Traci: "Roode...are you saying your gay and hot for Chris Harris?"

Boddy Roode: "Yes! I'm gayer than Carson on Queer Eye! Bye the way Carson, real men don't use pink for anything bitch!"

Roode steals a bottle of beer and takes off in a huff as Traci watches in shock. Roode coming out of the closet wasn't something she'd seen coming. Nor was his un-ding devotion to Wild Cat Chris Harris who is so straight that he makes the founder of play boy look gay. Still it would be kind of fun to watch Roode and Storm fight like mad once the show airs. Storm being so hung up on Harris that he'd even tried to break up his marriage once.

Traci smiles at the thought as in next walks, AJ Styles. Who smiles at her and sits down on the coach pulling out a bottle of V8 Lemon twist and takes a drink. Traci sits next to AJ and puts the mic ready for him.

Traci: "Thanks for being here AJ. So what would you like for this holiday season? You have almost everything a man could want. Your happily married, have a son, mulit title straps and the respect of your peers and fans. Your also known as one of the sweetest guys in the business."

AJ blushes bright red and takes a few minutes to become un-red. AJ is soon no longer red but still has a embarrassed smile on his face. Traci just about melts, AJ is just so sweet. The man who called by many the greatest thing to ever happen to wrestling, since Christopher Daniels showed up.

AJ Styles: "Thanks for those kind words Traci. I want nothing but to become a father again...that and I would short of like it if people stopped doing slash with me in it. I don't have anything against gays. But even if I was gay and I'm not, I'd never let Vince Russo touch me!"

Traci: "Damn right. Vince Russo scares me too. So how do you feel about the other parings you get?"

AJ Styles: "Well, I don't really like any of them. For crying out load people I'm in no way sexually intrested in Daniels! That's not right!"

Traci: "Thank you for your time AJ, it was good to see you again."

AJ Styles: "Thanks Traci. Oh by the way congrats on your engagement to Matt Bentley. I hope the two of you will be very happy."

Traci: "AJ, when did you hear about that?"

AJ Styles: "Well, it was pretty hard not too. Petey Williams was screaming it out in anguish as he ran by the locker room. Congrats again on it Traci."

As AJ leaves Traci sighs mentally, something is going to have to be done about Petey. The captain of team Canada was driving her crazier than normal. That was saying something, since Petey found new ways to drive her crazy every time he saw her. It was becoming very piss poor to her, Petey wasn't taking the hint.

Traci thinks on Petey's refusal to say die to his dream of being her number one fanboy. The door opens and in walks Primetime Elix Skipper. Who walks over to the couch and grabs a bottle water and waits for Traci to say something.

Traci: "Sorry about that Elix...Petey is on a angry fanboy rampage. So what do you want for the holidays?"

Elix Skipper: "Well Traci I want my teams to win big. That and I want to be the one to knock off Samoa Joe. To break his unbeaten streak and take the X-division title. Also I want to win the tag straps off of AMW with David Young."

Traci: "Well that sounds good, is there anything else you want to see happen? You know something out of the normal?"

Elix Skipper: "Well, I would like to see that I know nothing towns person Chris Harris wake up and smell the gay in his "partner" James Storm. You know the betting pool as gone up to five grand? Man I could use that extra cash for that new grill I've been eyeing."

Traci: "It's up to five grand already? Damn, I'm going to have to put some money into that. Anything else you would like to say Elix?"

Elix Skipper: " Just one, people...look I know it looks like it a lot. But not that many of us are gay or bi. Stop with the slash already, I wouldn't do Lo Ki or Daniels or any other guy. No matter how much time I have spent or do spend with them."

Traci: "Thanks for you time Primetime."

Elix Skipper: "No problem Traci. By the way heard about you and Bentley. Way to go girl! You won me 2 grand, I thank you for it."

Traci sighs as Elix walks out and she hears howls of what could be a wolf or more than likely Petey. Traci wonders just how long Petey will howl. When her next guest walks in, Traci nods at Chris Sabin who walks in and sits down.

Traci: "Well Chris, since we don't get along very well I'll make this short and sweet. What is it that Chris Sabin wants for the his holidays to be kick ass?"

Chirs Sabin: "Well I'd like for Bret Hart, Nick Hexum, Jesus Christ and Natalie Portman. To show up for Christmas dinner. That would make my Christmas great. Also I'd like Petey to stop howling like a lonely wolf at the moon. The man is starting to drive me and the rest of the locker room nuts. If he doesn't shut up soon, he's getting the beat down of a life time."

Traci: "You and me both Sabin. Well thanks for your time and may your Christmas be a good one."

Chris Sabin: "Thanks Traci. Oh by the way heard about you and Bentley. Hope it all works out for you two. "

Traci sighs as she watches Sabin leave shutting the door behind him. It sounds as if Petey is still howling, form the sounds of things the locker room and the Canadian Destroyer were soon to be getting into it. Not more than a minute latter Traci is proven right when she hears the sounds of chairs and other things being broken.

Traci: "Well folks it's time for a commercial break. If you want more, just let the author know by hitting that little button at the bottom of the screen."
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Traci: "Welcome back folks. Now as you can see the author has decided she doesn't care if not one of you 32 people who hit this fic didn't give her a review. So please welcome Austin Aires, so Aires what is it you want for your holiday season?"

Austin Aires: "Traci I would first like to say, contracts on taking the plunge with Bentley. I have no idea why you would, I'm hotter than him and better in bed. Besides you should see poor Petey...man that is not a pretty site."

Traci: " Yeah I heard the sounds of that beat down...so did someone make sure the emt's got him to the ER?"

Austin Aires: "Oh no Traci, that wasn't what it sounded like. Petey beat the shit out of every last guy who tired. All ten of them ended up taking that ride to the ER. Petey is still howling at the entrance waiting on Bentley."

Traci: "What! Oh gods I've got to call Matthew!"

Traci quickly takes out her cell and tries to dial up Matt Bentley. After about two minutes of nothing but can not be reached. Traci hangs up and prays that Bentley is alright, Aires gives her a knowing nod. Then picks up a bottle of water and downs it, seeing as Traci looks to need one he pulls one out for her and hands it over. Traci smiles and takes the water and slowly drinks it down.

Austin Aires: "I would like to have that little bitch Larry Zybisco realize that myself, Alex Shelley, and Rodrick Strong are the true stars of the X-division. That and I'd like to beat the tar out of that little bitch AJ Styles! That guy really pisses me off, him and Daniels...Mr. God's gift to wrestling."

As Aires goes on about how AJ is a little bitch and taking up the back door from everyone. He fails to notice that someone has slipped into the room and is watching him with hatred in his eyes. Traci meanwhile can believe half the things flying out of Aires mouth. Austin continues to trash talk Styles and Daniels, in ways that would make a wasted sailor blush.

Upon a very cruel explanation about why Styles and Daniels make the ultimate couple. Followed by a nasty attack on Petey for his fanboyness, and why he's better in bed than Bentley. Aires is hit by a chair, sent flying at him form the darkness. Traci just manages to jump out of the way. As she does the man who had throw it now becomes clear to her. A very angry Matthew Bentley glares at Aires now knocked out form.

Matt Bentley: "That will teach you won't it Aires! No one talks smack about me to my soon to be wife!"

Traci: "Matt..."

Matt Bentley: "No Traci. I will not let that piece of crap trash our relationship. He had it coming the moment he mocked my love for you."

Petey Williams looks on in anguish as Bentley declares his un-ding love for Traci. Petey watchs for some sign that Traci will reject Bentley. Only to see the woman he loves walk up to Bentley and gentle take his head in her hands and pull him close. Petey loses it and screams out in pain and flying tackles Bentley. Traci jumps out of the way and watchs in horror as Petey goes off on Matt.

Traci: "Cut to commercial!"

As the camera fades we see Traci looking for a way to stop Petey and he and Bentley fight it out. Screaming at each other about who loves Traci more and who would make a better husband. Along with father, lover, plumber and wrestler.
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The camera comes back and we see Matt Bentley tied up and gagged in the corner. Matt glares evilly at Petey who just glares back with Traci squarely on his lay. Traci sighs as Petey gentle strokes her hair, and purrs. Bentley tries to launch himself at Williams in a rage only to falls face first. Due to the weights Petey stole out of the storage room.

Petey laughs at Bentley and pulls Traci into his chest and sighs happily. Traci rolls her eyes and Matt plots bloody vengeance upon the Canadian Destroyer. Bentley will have his vengeance against the would be wife stealer. Traci manages to get half way up to greet Christopher Daniels, who returns the greeting only to be growled at by Williams.

Who pulls Traci back down rapping his arms around her and gives her a kiss on the cheek. Daniels being him, just walks over to the side of the couch Traci is on and pulls himself out a bottle of water. Opens it and drinks it while he waits for Traci to get the mic over to him. Traci works her self up and leans over to try and do her job. Daniels smiles as Traci manages to do so, while giving him a nice view of her chest.

Traci: "Say hello to the hottest, and in the minds of many the greatest X-division wrestler on the planet. The Fallen Angel Christopher Daniels, called by his fans god's gift to wrestling, and in my mind the hottest married man in the company."

Petey: "Traci, love stop lusting after Daniels or I shall have to do to him what I did that little prick Bentley."

Bentley: "HmmmI'mnotaprickyouwifestealer!"

Traci: "Bite me Petey, I'm doing my job. No one asked you to come in here and tie up Matthew. Nor I'm happy about your caveman behavior. Christopher what would do you want for the holidays?"

Petey sly: "Oh I'd love to my beloved, however I never was into working with other people watching."

Christopher Daniels: "As the greatest X-division wrestler on the planet. There really isn't much more I want, except for beating the crap out of Joe. That sorry piece of crap, is going to pay for what he did to me. While I'm at it I'm taking back my X-division title. One other thing I want, is to have more kids. My two children are the greatest thing I've been given in life. Other than my wife who stands by me and I love her so much."

Traci: "Wow. Lisa is really a lucky woman...sigh...so is there anything else you want to happen this year for you Christopher?"

Christopher Daniels: "Well Traci I'd like to get an invite to your wedding. Heard about you and Bentley, way to go girl. You won Elix that 2 grand and he's not been happier. He now has that down payment for his dream grill. He was talking about doing your catering, all for free. I'd take him up on that, man does damn good grill work."

Petey: "Traci isn't marrying Bentley, Daniels. She and I are getting married! Traci doesn't love him, she loves ME! We are headed to Vegas after this is over and getting married."

Traci: "First off, Petey...you are not a caveman! So quite acting like one...next you see Chris. Matthew and I are not getting married...on that note Petey, I'm not going to Vegas with you nor marrying you!"

Matt Bentley: "Hummmwearesoshe'sjustscarredwifestealeroverthere!"

Petey: "Oh my sweet Traci, I shall show you just how much I need you. Please my love just give me a chance."

Christopher Daniels: "I see...well I'm sorry I for listening to the gossip..."

Christopher gets up and gives Traci a hand shake then turns to leave only to swing back. Grabbing Traci and moving her form harms way then hitting Petey with a hard right. Stunning the Canadian Destroyer then giving him the Angels Wings. Daniels glares down at Williams with disgust then kicks him one in the ribs.

Christopher Daniels: "That will teach you Williams! You don't go breaking up people's marriages. Don't worry

Traci I'll haul his ass out of here and dump him in a room I can lock him in or something."

Traci: "Thank you."

Christopher Daniels: "Not a problem, Traci. Just make sure you send me and Elix invites to your wedding."

Traci: "I'll do that."

Traci watches sighing mentally over the whole day. As Daniels walks out hauling Petey with him. Matt looks on happily as he sees his rival being taken away. He looks hopefully over at Traci who reluctantly comes over and un-ties him and helps him up. Matt stretches out then hugs Traci, happily. Traci is left feeling unsure about everything.

As Matt continues to hug Traci in walks her next guest. Who seats himself down upon the couch and waits for his time. Traci seeing that her next guest has shown up pats Matt on the head and tells him he can leave. Only to have Matt get all kicked puppy on her, complete with tears in his eyes. Traci relents and tells him to go take a seat in Larry's chair. Matt bounces happily over to the chair and parks himself into it, large grin on face.

Traci: "Welcome, Shannon Moore the prince of punk...so what do you want this holiday season?"

Shannon Moore: "First off, I've got to say Matt Bentley you lucky dog! I don't know how you did it, but damn man you really got your self a good woman."

Matt Bentley: "Thanks Shannon! I love my Traci, she is so brilliant and wonderful. I love her with every breath I take. Would you care to come to the wedding? I mean Daniels and Skipper and coming, you mite as well come to."

Shannon Moore: "Thanks! Any idea what's on the menu?"

Matt Bentley: "No idea yet, but Skipper wants to do the catering so it should be good."

Shannon: "Kicks ass, I'm so there. Any way what I want this year is for AJ Styles to bow to me. The Prince of Punk, the man who still has his beloved Mr. TNA award! Then I'd like to kick his, Aires, and Shelley's butts in a fatal four way."

Traci: "Well that sounds lovely...but is there anything more punkish you would like to see happen?"

Shannon Moore: "humm...well on that note. I'd like to see my boy Ashton punk out Larry! That little bitch is really pissing me off. All he does is try to keep the Prince of Punk down. That and I'd like to join forces with Jeff Hardy and punk all of TNA. The Charismatic Egema and the Prince of Punk would rule over all."

Traci: "Well Shannon, that certainly would be a site to see. Thank you for your time."

Shannon Moore: "Not a problem Traci. Congrats to you and Bentley again. Time to go punk out that little bitch James Storm, he cut me off in traffic on the way here."

Matt Bentley: "Latter Moore!"

Traci looks on and waits for her next guest to come in. And frowns as she sees Scot D'Amore the coach of team Canada come walking into the room and parking on the couch. Traci decides to stand as fair as possible form D'Amore. Matt glares at D’Amore with evil intentions, he's not forgotten the many beat downs and the crap that's been pulled upon him and Traci due to D'Amore.

Bentley: "I'm shocked your fat ass made it through the door D'Amore. Also shocked you came alone, where's team Canada. Oh wait I know Petey was taken out. Roode is off looking for Harris, and Young is off plotting a re-vamping of Canada's domestic polices. The rest are more than likely getting trashed some where plotting your death fat ass!"

D'Amore: "This is just more proof your jealous of me for being Canadian Bentley! Shut your mouth about my team, it can't be helped that we are having minor problems at the moment. Most of this is all due to your American asses fault anyway! How dare you go for a woman who is so far out of your league. She's a Canadian for the love of god man! You think that you would be a better husband for her than a true Canadian male? Your nothing compared to Petey Williams, the master of the Canadian Destroyer!"
Traci: "Matt back to your corner! Quite picking on the self absorbed twit, your better than that Matthew! D'Amore, it's none of your concern who I marry if anyone got!
D'Amore: "Someone's..."
Traci: "I told you to shut your mouth D'Amore!"
D'Amore: "Yes ma!"
Traci: "Good. Now what do you want this holiday season?"
D'Amore: "Well, I want Petey to get over his desire for you. It's driving him to insanity. Also I would like someone to beat the crap out of that little bitch Larry Zybisco. Along with that other bitch, Jeff Jarrett. God I hate those two little jack offs, they think they are all that. Well boys team Canada is going to be the ones to show you both! We are the true fighting force on the planet, we shall crush you both!"
Traci: "Well that's about what I thought you would say. As for Petey getting over his desire I pray your right. That man needs to get out and date, not chase after me. I mean he's got to do so if for no other reason than it's not healthy for him. Petey is a sweet guy, he should have tons of women chasing after him."
Traci realizes that she just said something she hadn't meant to out load. She gets bright red and moves her face away form the camera. Matt looks on confused then starts to get a realization of something. D'Amore gets a odd look on his face then gets up and leaves the room quickly heading off to go find someone. As Sabu comes walking in with his favorite black steal chair.
Traci quickly loses the red face, while Matt starts to realize that the woman he loves just mite have a soft spot for Petey Williams. Matt stands and thinks as Traci moves to interview the homicidal, the genocidal the suicidal the man who is hardcore...Sabu.
Matt get a odd look in his eyes, then quietly slips out of the room to go get something done. Sabu notices the strange look in Bentley's eyes, but blows it off. Having spent time with Raven Sabu is use to seeing strange looks. That could be labeled as murderous. Traci however does not see Matt leave goes about her job.
Traci: "Welcome Sabu, the single most hardcore man on the planet. What is it what you want for this holiday season."
Sabu: "Well, I want Scotty to stop calling me at three in the morning. I understand his reasons the first four times but...god Scotty! She likes you just get over it! You don't need to call me every time you get scarred about it. Next, I would really like it if I got a best of ten anything goes matches with Hardy and Abyss...change that I want four more Monsters Balls! Yeah, me Hardy, Abyss, and Rhino all going at it again. We stole the show, and I'd love to do it again. Management doesn't even have to change the line up, just me, Hardy, Rhino and Abyss. That and I want to beat the crap out of Larry...he's such a little bitch. Next I want an invite to your wedding to Bentley, heard about you two. A very good match, I hope you two will be very happy. Also don't worry I've got a great wedding gift already picked out for you two."
Traci: "Well, thank you Sabu. I'll be sure to send you one."
Sabu smiles at Traci as he walks out of the room. Yes he knows just the wedding present to give the two. Should it be needed, he has the prefect gift for Bentley and Traci. The same one he's given Scotty several times. Traci waits for her next guest to show, only to be given a single by the camera man that it's time to cut.
Traci: "Well, folks. We have to cut to a commercial, but don't worry. We will be right back...hey has anyone seen Mathew?"
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As the camera comes back form commercial Traci looks a bit nervous and jumpy. Still she smiles at the camera and welcomes in her next guest. Alex Shelley, who looks a bit stoned, but other than that seems to be in a good mood.
Traci: "Welcome Alex, now since we have about the same history as Sabin. Sit down your tush down...alright good. Now Shelley what is it that you want for this holiday season?...other than some munchies...god Alex...you look really stoned when you do that thing with your hair and put on that black make-up...kind of reminds me of Scotty."
Alex Shelley: "I'm not stoned! This is my cool, artist/gothic/crazy skater look."
Traci: "I still say you look like a junkie strung out on meth. That is not a good look for you Alex, in all honesty you look better when you don't wear that crap. Less is better on you, makes you look a hell of a lot hotter."
Alex Shelley: "Really?"
Traci: "Speaking as a woman Alex, I say loudly yes. Now what is it you want?"
Alex Shelley: "Thanks. Well Traci, what I want is for me, Aries, and Rodrick to all get the press we have coming. We are the X-divison, not AJ, Daniels, Sabin, Joe, and that fanboy with one thing on his mind Petey I'm not getting any action Williams! That and I want someone to beat the crap out of that little bitch Larry Zybisco! I really freaking hate him, he's fucked over so many people. By the way heard about you and Bentley. Got to say Traci, dispite the fact I've got to kick your hubbys ass in the future I do hope the two of you are happy."
Traci: "Well Alex, I thank you for being honest I guess. Any idea where Petey is, Christopher hauled him out of here a while ago. I was wondering what happened to him. Also have you seen Matt, he was here while I was talking to Sabu. But he seems to have gone off some where, I don't know where he is. To tell the truth I'm kind of scared about what he is doing."
Alex Shelley: "Thinking on that, I do remember passing a room on the way. There was load crash and some swearing. That and well I know it sounds weird, but I swear there was two wolves growling at each other. To tell the truth I was freaked by it so I took off fast."
Traci: "Oh gods...Alex, could you take me to that room?"
Alex Shelley: "No, Traci. No, I'm sorry. But that room was scary. I'm not going back there."
Traci: "Alex. I had hoped it wouldn't come to this, but if you don't take me to that room. I'm sending several item to your mother, and let's just say that your ears will be ringing for years after wards."
Alex Shelley: "Traci! That's cruel, and down right evil!"
Traci: "Alex, you passed both Matthew and Petey, they are probably fighting it out like wild barbarian hobbits who have not seen food and Longbottom leaf in three months. Your ass is taking me to that room so that I can put a stop to their desire to break each others necks. I'll not have Matthew in pieces and poor Petey is sweet, he just can't take the hint. I mean he's sweet and all but I'm just not into cavemen. Who grab hair and start sucking mouth. "
Alex Shelley sly: "Well I passed them a while ago...how about a me and the Shelley cam go find out if there's anything really in that room? That way I stay in one piece, yet you get what you want too? Also do you have a thing for Petey? I you seem kind of concerned and the look in your eyes upon calling him sweet..."
Traci pissed: "Alex! Shut your mouth! Now go take the Shelley cam and find out what the hell Matthew and Petey are doing now or I'll beat your ass with it!"
Alex Shelley scarred: "Yes ma!"
Alex takes off leaving a cloud of dust, behind him while Traci glares at him. In walks her next guest who backs off a little seeing the glare that could kill. Slowly he walks over to the couch, and takes out a bottle of beer. Traci turns over to see that he who loves his tag partner has shown up. Taking a look at her list Traci glares at him. James Storm isn't on the list, yet his sorry gay ass has shown up when Konnan was supposed to show.
Traci: "Well, Storm where the hell is Konnan? Your not even on my list."
Storm: " I don't know he was sitting in a corner with Rob Van Dam, the last I saw him. Up until BG and Kip showed up after that they vanished."
Traci: "What the hell was Rob Van Dam doing here?"
Storm: "No clue. But I have something to say."
Traci:” Well, it had not be it's better to burn out than to fade away."
Storm: "No, but that's a damn good line. I just want to say that, Boddie Roode isn't gay. You see in an effort to a...well get Chris. I short of made a tiny mistake and spiked his coffee by mistake. I realize that his wife mite not see it that way. But I swear it was all in the name of getting Chris. He just can't see how I feel, I've tried everything...but he just won't take the hint. Again, Roode...I'm really sorry about that."
Traci: "You know James, if I was you I'd avoid him for life. He's a father of three and so not into boys."
Storm: "I know. But I was so desperate for Chris."
As Strom goes on about his desperation about getting Chris into bed or anything else he can. He's hit by a fly tackle form Roode! Roode it seems is not happy nor forgiving about what Storms lust bunnies did to him. Traci just barely jumps out of the way, and finds that she's having to put down more moves than the AJ and Daniels in a match with Joe.
She's not the only one the tech guys and the camera men are side stepping more than Eric Bishoff. When asked about his lack of humanity and why he spent so fucking much money on cutting ECW's neck. The whole room is doing the dance of how long can we keep form getting sucked into this fight.
However soon poor Traci dispite her best effects gets clipped; and starts to take a head dive into Larry's desk. Poor Traci doesn't even have time to curse as she hits the desk and starts to fall to the floor. Just as she passes out form the pain, Traci feels her decent stopped. Her focus is bad but she can make out dark hair, blue eyes and a look that makes her heart bleed. Traci manages to get out one word of thanks, before passing out.
The dark haired, blue eyed man has a look of fear in his eyes. Quickly he rushs out of the room to get his beloved medical attention. Storm and Roode stop and finally realize just what has been done, the two look at each other in fear. The two then get up and make a break for it.
Ok, my loyal reviewers, I would like to thank you each for voicing your opinons. To the people who have hit yet, not said anything. I say what the hell? Also I'm so evil for leaving it as a cliff hanger. I hate them too! But I couldn't decided what road to take. So I think I may leave it to you. Who should be the one to have grabbed Traci? Should it be Matt Bentely? Matt: "ME! I should be the one to save Traci. She's my lover, I'd do anything for her. Should it be Petey? Petey: "Shut your mouth Bentley, the fans know Traci should be with me! I love her more than you."
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Medic: "Don't worry sir, your wife is just fine. She will however have a bit of a headache, but that can be taken care of with some migraine over the counter meds. I'd go with the Advil gels, they work fast and last better."
Mystery man: "Thank you. I was so scarred for her, I thought for sure she was hurt worse."
Medic: "She will be fine sir, just keep an eye on her and keep her comfortable. She shouldn't do any try to pick up anything heavier than a glass of water for awhile. "
Mystery man: "Don't worry, I'll make sure she is comfortable and well taken care of. She's my whole world, does so much for me. I can make sure she's well taken care of."
Medic: "You know I wish my husband was as sweet as you are. I've not seen a more devoted husband in my life...gods your wife is a lucky woman."
Mystery man: "This is just what you do when your in love."
Medic: "Gods I wish more men where like you Mr. Williams...your wife is so lucky."
Petey: "Thank you. Now to get my wife home, thanks again for letting me stay with her."
Medic: "Not a problem, I had no idea you two were married. Guess that just shows what I know about what they show on the tv. I thought her and the guy she manages were dating. "
Petey mad: "No, but he has been a torn in my side. Keeps trying to talk her into shall we say...things that he's got no right asking. Can't take a hint, she's just too kind to smack him. I would really be grateful if you didn't tell him anything. He's bound to show up with a bunch of lies and his fake concern. "
Medic: "Not a problem Mr. Williams. I'll make sure he doesn't learn jack."
Petey sly: "Thank you. I can't tell you how good it is to know that your on my side."
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"What the hell do you mean you can't tell me anything!"
"I'm sorry Sir, but your not family to the woman who was treated there. It's against hospital policy to tell strangers about treatment. Nor do we tell them about when they are released."
"I'm not a stranger, Traci is my manager, my soon to be wife! I need to know what happened to her. I need to know where that loontic Petey Williams took her! I know he took her somewhere near by. Where's no way she could have flown...unless...she can fly. That's it, Traci is well enough to fly isn't she? That rat bastard took her home to his house in Windsor, Ontario. Oh you are dead Petey, I'm taking your ass out and it's not on a date."
"Hi, Matt...I guess your short of still pissed aren't you?"
"That is an understatement Storm! You and your stupid must have Chirs! God man he's not into boys, get over it already."
"Ok, I get it...Chirs isn't ever going to love me. Can I at least help you get to Windsor to show you I'm sorry about it all?"
"Alright Storm...for the last time you can help. Now what we need to do is to get to a plane and go get back my wife."
" Don't worry about it Matt, I've got it all figured out."
"All I want is to get my wife back, please Traci be ok. Please baby, I need you to be ok."
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Petey watched pensively as Traci slept, he had been watching her since he'd taken her out of the hospital. He was still a little concerned, but so far all Traci had done was snuggle into his chest and mutter things. The whole ride back to Windsor, had been a bit nail biting.
Still he had gotten through the air port alright once the guy who watched the TNA managements private plane. Had realized who was in front of him. The guy had bent over backwards to make sure all had gone swiftly and quietly. Now he was safely at home, with Traci resting comfortably in his bed.
Petey smiled at the thought, not quite now he'd first wanted Traci in his bed. Still he was getting what he wanted, just not quite how he'd envisioned it. Petey had always seen it in his mind clear as day. After a very romantic night out, of dinner, romance and a ride out under the stars in a horse drawn carriage.
Then home for hockey, watching the Maple Leafs. A couple of really good beers and him and Traci watching a hockey game curled up on the couch. Then her just kissing his check, then they would look each other in the eyes. He would cup her face in his hands and start to kiss her. Everything else would be as old as time after that. Except that he would do things slowly, take all the time in the world. He would show her just what she really meant to him.
Petey sighed he was going to have to place such thoughts on hold. Traci was still out cold, and it wasn't right to get all hot on her while she was still in a state of being hurt. That was all Storms and Roodes faults, they were going to pay for that. He would get those two fools the moment he had the chance. They had hurt Traci, no one hurt Traci while he was breathing.
Petey smiled as Traci once again talked in her sleep, she had been doing so since he'd taken her form the Orlando hospital. She had been saying some what random things. But now it seemed as if she was talking to someone, he wondered who it was she was speaking with. Who ever it was it certainly seemed like she was having a good time. She was giggling and mock slapping who ever was with her in her dream.
Petey smiled again, it was really something to see. The love of his life was giggling in his bed, life was good. With any luck soon he would get to join her. For now he needed to get a shower and then make some breakfast for two. Breakfast in bed for two, complete with white roses. Petey smiled again as Traci giggled yet again.
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Ok, please do not throw things at me. I realize that many of you wanted Matt to be the one to have saved Traci. Never fear, Matt is on his way to Windsor. In which case he and Petey will have it out over the fair Traci. I will do my best to try and make both sides happy.I will do more fic with Petey and Traci and Traci and Matt. After Against All Odds I'm convinced that Petey/Traci/Matt should get more of a push than they are getting. Personaly I think it was good that Petey was out by himself.Does anyone know where I can find types of when TNA was on Fox? I need my Petey/Traci/Matt fix. Thanks to all the people who reviewed me! misstraci, Alcohlic, respectthetaker, PrincessTristen15 and the rest of you. Thank you for showing me that people wanted to see more of this. You all rule!
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Traci stood confounded for the life of her she could figure out what was going on. Matt was acting so silly, much like a two year old on a sugar high. She watched as Matt yet again put on ruby red lip stick, a large green hat with a vulture on it and a green sash over his ring gear. Matt looked over at her and smiled, looking very proud of himself.
Matt Bentley: "I made you laugh babe. Pay up, I get a kiss."
Traci: "Matt. What the hell is going on here? The last thing I can recall is getting clipped and hitting Larry's damn desk."
Matt Bentley: "Well Traci. Your in Bentleyland now, the happiest place on earth! Where it's our goal to make you smile and giggle. To see that your every need is taken care of. To be the man you need, in every sense of the word."
Traci: "Bentleyland? Matt what the hell is going on here! Other than the fact you stole Miss LongBottoms stuff!"
Matt Bentley:"Hey, I look much better in it than she does."
Miss Longbottom: "The heck you do muggle! Give my hat back!"
Matt Bentley: "No! My hat! No hate on the player!"
Traci: "What the..."
Miss LongBottom: "My hat muggle! I've been hating players before you were born boyo!"
Traci watches in shock and giggles as Neville’s grand chases Matt I'm a hat stealing player. All around the meadow which has morphed into the TNA Asylum. Traci looks on in growing giggles as Mike Taney and Don West call the action.
West: "Bentley's got some moxy Mike! Miss Longbottom’s been known to beat down muggles into la la land for less."
Mike: "True. Don, but only a man with Bentley's talents could even hope to out fox Frank Longbottom’s mother. That witch has taken down more uppity men than D'Amore's taken down hotdogs."
West: "Truer words where never spoken Mike. That fat load Scot D'Amore has killed many an innocent hotdog. Along with a few dozen cases of beer and god knows what else he could fit in his mouth. Still you have to wonder about what Bentley is thinking. He's going up against a woman who's hexed everyone who's ever crossed her. I mean Bentley has got a lot on his mind, he's getting married to Traci. He got a lot of detail work to do."
Mike: "True. Bentley is not only planning a wedding he's got to plan for how to keep Petey Williams form crashing. The Canadian Destroyer, will surely attempt anything to make sure that wedding doesn't go off. In fact I'd place money on him trying to find a way to replace the groom."
Don West: "Well Mike, when your as hung up on a woman as Petey Williams is. There really isn't anything you won't do. Hell I don't really blame the poor guy. Have you seen the looks he gets in his eyes when he sees Traci? Mike that's more than lust, that is the look of a man hopeless in love."
Mike: "Well for his sake Don, I hope Williams stays away form Bentley and Traci's wedding. Even money says that he won't make it out alive. Oh man that was a hard stiff jinx, by Miss LongBottom! Don! She just throw one of the unforgivables at Bentley!"
Don West: "Mike, that short of thing is sick! This is about who's the better man, the better wrestler! We don't need crap like that! Referee Rudy Charles should throw this out. Miss Longbottom’s gone too far."
Mike: "Well Don, it looks like Rudy is going to allow it. Oh man, that hurt! Bentley just hit Miss LongBottom with a tackle! And follows it up with a running close line. Bentley drops the elbow and goes for the pin."
Don West: "Oh man I thought Bentley had her Mike. That seemed like a slow count to me."
Mike: "Could have been Don, I don't know but the rumors maybe true. About Miss LongBottom and Rudy being lovers."
Don West: "She just hit Bentley with the jelly legs hex! Oh she follows it up with the arm lock and one that's making Bentley cough up slugs! That's just sick Mike."
Mike: "Miss LongBottom goes for the pin...one...two...No Bentley escapes!"
Don West: "Now that shows just how much this match means Mike. Bentley knows a win here will blot him back into the hunt for the X-division title. You know Bentley wants that belt back, for his wedding to Traci. It would look so good on him with a classic black tux."
Mike: "You hit the nail on the head DW. This is turning into a really battle, I don't think I've seen this many moves since the last time AJ, Daniels and Joe were in the ring."
Don West: "Your not kidding Mike. Oh man Bentley just stole the Canadian Destroyer Petey Williams is going to be pissed Mike! Not only did he steal Traci but he just stole Petey's finisher. God I'd hate to be Bentley when Petey sees the footage of this match."
Mike: "Bentley gets the pin! Matt Bentley with the help of the Canadain Destroyer stolen form Petey Williams has defeated Miss LongBottom."
Traci watches as Rudy Charles raises Matt's hand in victory. Still confused but proud of Matt, for having taken down such a hard opponent. Traci smiles as Matt gives her the thumps up. Soon the Asylum changes to the Impact Zone and her and Matt are in the normal places of Mike and Don.
Matt Bentley: "Welcome to Impact! We have a great show for you. The Monster Abyss vs. The War Machine Rhino, the unbeaten Samoa submission machine Samoa Joe will face off against my old buddies the coolest Kazarian! Also in the house Christian Cage the new heavy weight champion will be facing off against Chirs Sabin in an Ultimate X match. I don't like Sabin a lot, but still like him more than he who is still trying to steal my wife Petey Williams! Tell us Traci do we have any idea what Larry's big accouchement is yet? I know you sent Alex Shelley on a mission to find out, so did Shelley get the goods or no?"
Traci: "What the hell? Matt what the hell are we doing hosting Impact? Where the hell is Don West and Mike?"
Matt Bentley: "Boy honey, you must still be feeling the effects of our honey moon. Mike and Don are on vacation. We are filling in for them for the next couple of months. So did Alex get the goods or do I have to beat his ass?"
Traci: "Well as far as I know Alex didn't get any goods."
Matt Bentley: "I warned you Shelley! Your ass is grass, and I'm the lawn mower. Now back to more important things, let's kick things off with the Fallen Angel Christopher Daniels!"
The Fallen Angel's music blares and Christopher comes out in his black trench outfit. Does his cool side thing with his arms then heads down the ramp and to the ring. Pulls off his head piece and enters the ring looking cool and ready for battle.
Next AJ Styles music starts up and so do his head to floor fireworks with AJ in typical AJ style looks about. Then walks to the ring with long strides, looking up at Daniels with slight dislike. AJ jumps to the apron and enters the ring and does his whole hand on chest thing.

Matt Bentley: "Damn! This is going to be good, with the Ultimate X stuff up now for latter. I'm laying money on Daniels and Styles to steal the show."

Traci: "Well I guess I should just sit back and watch them work it."

Matt Bentley: "Much the same way we worked it on the honeymoon babe!"

Traci blushes bright red and tries to hide her face. AJ and Chris look over and see Traci bright red and see Matt with a huge ass grin and just shake their heads.

Since having gotten married to Traci, Bentley's been on cloud nine and making his wife blush every five seconds. The two have gotten use to it, still it's cute to see Matt and Traci all hot and married couplish. The two quickly start out much the same way at their first Iron Man Match at Against All Odds.

Matt Bentley: "Damn Daniels is the man! That was a wicked BME off the wires! He just wasted AJ, god I wish I had thought of that during the first Ultimate X. Now he's setting Styles up for the Angels Wings! Damn if he hits that after the BME Styles won't be moving for the rest of the night."

Traci: "Don't be so sure Matt, Daniels took a while to get up himself. AJ could have just enough left in the tank...yep look AJ has flipped Chris on to his back and rolled through into a weird move that looks like a Koji clutch/dragon sleeper thing. Matt what the hell is that thing called?"

Matt Bentley: "Well, my lovely wife I shall ask AJ. One memento!"
Traci watches in shock as Matt leaves the broadcast table and gets into the six sided ring and starts to question AJ about just what the hell he's got Daniels trapped in.

AJ looks at Bentley in wonder, which causes him to loosen up on Daniels who quickly gets out and places AJ in the Koji clutch which is like a side camel clutch.

But hey what ever that guy named Koji wants to call his move is fine by me. See google for details, just type in japans wrestling holds. Meanwhile AJ is screaming like a stuck pig, and swear words that went out with the 80's.

Matt meanwhile just looks on shocked by AJ's naughty words. Daniels is selling the move for all his worth while AJ screams. Daniels ponders for a moment just why AJ is screaming so well only to see that he's got some of AJ's hair. Chris realizing this quickly lets AJ's hair out of his grip, as Matt admonishes AJ for his use of words we shouldn't say.

AJ: "Bentley you & pig$& dirty#$&&$&donkey$godless#$$&monkey#$&jack off!"

Matt Bentley: "AJ! Those are not words you say ever!"

Daniels: "Bentley get your hide out of the ring now! Your wrecking our match! Get out before you make things looks even worse!"

Matt Bentley: "Well fine then...hey I thought this was real?"

AJ and Daniels: "Matt you have been hit in the head one too many times. Of course this isn't a real fight, not to say that we don't get hurt a lot or that life could end at any given moment. But god Matt what the hell wrestling school did you flunk out of?"

Matt Bentley: "I never went...I just woke up one day and knew all this stuff."

Leaving AJ and Daniels in shock along with the crowd seeing as how Matt spoke into his hand mic. Traci watches on in growing shock and dismay. As Matt leaves the ring and comes back to the seat next to her.

Matt Bentley: "Traci if what AJ and Chris said is true...does that mean you and me aren't really married? Does that mean Petey Williams isn't into you and is just selling it so well he should get an Oscar? Is nothing real! Oh god what if I'm not real! Maybe this is all just a machine that sucks the life out of us! We are all but batters for evil thinking machines that rule the world!"

Traci is saved form saying anything as everything around her fades to black and she slowly realizes that she's in a nice warm bed. Traci also feels a huge headache pounding away like a gnome playing drums. Slowly opening her eyes Traci see pills and a glass of water. Traci carefully takes the pills and takes a large gulp of water to wash them down. As she does so she hears footsteps coming up to the closed door.

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Matt growls as he waits for Storm to work things out with the pilot. It seems as if the weather is currently a giant mess of snow and ice. Thus they are having to take a detour to the Minneapolis air port instead of heading straight to Windsor. Where the wife stealing Canadian Destroyer Petey Williams is with his Traci.

Matt sighs, at least Minnesota is right next door to Canada. He can take a rented four by wheel up and kick Petey's sorry would be wife stealer's ass. The one thing he can't figure out about the whole thing is that Petey last he'd heard was in some form of relationship. It must have gone south a while ago.

Matt thought about it and realized that for a time Petey was actual not looking at Traci like she was a steak dinner. Then all of a sudden a few months back he starts looking at her like she's water and he's been wondering the desert. Matt pulls out his cell, he's got a few calls to make. Storm comes in and sees Matt on the phone and nods.

Matt Bentley: "Look Daniels I need a favor."

Christopher Daniels: "What is it you want Bentley?"

Matt Bentley: "I need you to dig up some dirty on Petey."

Christopher Daniels: "You want me to find you blackmail on Williams?"

Matt Bentley: "Yes! Find out about this woman he was with up until about a couple of months ago."

Christopher Daniels: "Matt...what the hell have you been smoking? Are you at Rob Van Dam's house?"

Matt Bentley: "No, I'm not at Rob's house! Look Chris I figured something out a while ago..."

Christopher Daniels: "What that drug use will not help you get better than me?"

Matt Bentley: "Chirs! Last time I'm not doing drugs! Look Petey stopped looking at Traci like she was steak for while. It was about five to six months or so. I think he has an ex-girlfriend out there some where. I want you to find out who she is so I can call her up and get her help."

Christopher Daniels: "I still say your at Van Dam's house and doing stuff that's only legal in certain states."

Matt Bentley: "Listen he who uses the side camel clutch! Do you want to come to my wedding or not?"
Christopher Daniels: " It's called the Koji Clutch!"

Matt Bentley: "It's a side camel clutch that's a hybrid cross face/side camel clutch! I know it, you know it the on line dictionary knows it!"

Christopher Daniels: "Stupid on-line Wikipedia! The words greatest, and free on-line dictionary."

Matt Bentley: "Now are you going to find that woman Petey was dating, so he leaves me and Traci alone?"

Christopher Daniels: "Yes! I was going to do that anyway. God your such an ass Bentley! If I wasn't married I'd go after Traci just to stick it to you. Drugs are bad, and I don't care what Rob says other wise."

Matt Bentley: "Why is it you think I'm at Van Dam's house smoking anything? I'm in TNA's managements private jet with Storm on stuck in Minnesota due to crappie weather."

Christopher Daniels: "You stole a jet and are in Minnesota with James Storm!...god Bentley you would be better off at Van Dam's house."

That said Chris hangs up his cell in disgust, wondering about Bentley's sanity. Storm meanwhile looks on a bit ticked off about what Daniels screamed over the phone about him.

Bentley meanwhile just sighs, Daniels could very well have a valid point. He's stolen a jet and is still in it with James Storm. The same fool who spiked Bobbie Roodes coffee in an effort to jump Wild Cat Chris Harris. Who's so straight that he makes a lot of men look kind of gay.

James Storm: "You know Chris is so prissy. That man needs to go home and spend time with his family."

Matt Bentley: "That could be true Storm. But Daniels has a point. Someone needs to take the jet back before we both get fired for stealing the jet."

James Storm: "Fine I get the hint...I'll take the jet back and cover our backsides."

Matt Bentley: "Thank you."

James Storm: "Your welcome, maybe I can talk Chris into going into that new four star. By the way the pilot says once they finish refueling we can move again. I took the liberty of calling you a rental car, which should be here in about five minutes."

Matt Bentley: "Thanks. Next stop Windsor, I want my Traci back!"
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Traci waits in a strange anticipation, as she hears and watchs the door knob moves to open the door. As it does Traci realizes that she's a bit on the indecent side, she quickly pulls up the blanket and blushes a bit.

The blush slowly starts to go away as Traci realizes she's still in her clothes. Except for her bra and few other items. Traci's eyes get big as the door swings open and she sees Petey Williams carrying a breakfast tray with two white roses on it.

Petey: "Traci, I see you woke up my love. Now the doctor said you shouldn't move to fast or make sudden moves. She also said that you may get dizzy if you get up fast, so bed rest is a must. How are you doing, I left the pills the doctor gave me on the nightstand with water. Should you wake up alone and need them."

Traci: "...I...thanks, I took a few when I woke up...thanks for that."

Petey: "No thanks is needed. I'm just glade your ok...I brought breakfast. Would you like some?"

Traci: "..thank you Petey."

The two have breakfast and talk a little, Traci keeps the subjects on safe topics. Everything form why he joined up with D'Amore to Eric Young’s brilliant mind when it come to storage space.

Traci: "So, why did you join up with that fat load? The man is a control freak and he's got bad breath. Not only that but he's a letch and a voyeur. You don't strike me as the kind of man to hang with that piece of trash."

Petey: "Well, I see you Scott was one of the first guys to just see my talent. Being 5'7 wasn't a big plus to a lot of people. Even if it's all twisted steel and sex appeal. Me and Sabin went to see him and the rest as they say is history. I stayed with D'Amore since it looked like the best way to get noticed. I'm not saying he's perfect or anything. But he did help get me to where I'm today."

Traci: "He's still a letch, if it was me I'd have run the moment I meet him. But to each there own I guess, at least he's not trying to molest you. So have you heard Eric's pointers on maxing out storage space? The man is brillant, I got some great pointers form him. Also have you heard about his thoughts on homeland polices?"

Petey: "Eric has been talking to everyone about why we should change polices on selling drugs to Americans and been going off about boarder control. Along with when is a good time to have children and other stuff. He's been really pissed since his last girlfrend left him. After that something inside him snapped and he's been a fountain of information since. I think it's his way of cooping, he really liked her. I honestly thought they would get married."

Traci: "So that's why Eric got all depressed, after Destination X?"

Petey: "Yeah, she called him over his cell and told him it was over. Eric didn't take it well then and he's still not taking it well now. It's short of sad, but I think in the long run it will be good for Eric."

Traci: “Well sometimes it’s hard to except things like that...so what inspired you to do your bedroom like this? It reminds me of a honey moon sutie.”

Petey: “I short of...well you know how batchlors think. I did this way to well...a put the ladies in the mood. Cheesy I know, but at the time it seemed like very sound logic. I’m a guy and well...guys have needs. In fact most of us are ruled by them...what can I say I’m a guy.”

Traci: “That was honest...thank you again for putting out my pills and breakfast...so a what do you like to do in your spare time?...other than try and get laid.”

Petey: “That’s not the only thing on my mind. I like most music except for country, only except on that is the Gambler by Kenny. Work out, study tapes and do my damnest to be the best. I also do other stuff like club sometimes and have fun. Again your welcome Traci...it really is good to see that your awake.”

Soon the two are done with breakfast and Petey sets the roses in a vase on the nightstand. Still smiling Petey leaves to take care of the breakfast dishes. Traci watchs as he closes the door and sighs. While being woman-napped isn’t high on her list.

It really is hard to be too mad at Petey when he’s so damn sweet. Traci starts to think about things. While things are not very clear she does know one thing clearly. Petey does have a heck of a nice tush.

Petey smiles as he cleans up the kitchen, the power of the feelings flooding him are running too high. He'd hopped that being away form Orlando would help break the ice. God how long had he want this moment in time? Petey had never given up hope that perhaps one day his fondest wish would come true.

He had waited so long and now all his dreams were coming true. Dreams he'd had since he'd laid eyes on Traci, even when he'd been in a relationship with her. Traci had somehow still held sway over his heart. He was certain that Traci really was the one.

Now all he had to due to show her slowly but surly that he was the one for her too. Matt Bentley wasn't going to stand in his way, anymore. No one was standing in his way, he won't allow it. Petey Williams was in love and there was no chance in helle of him letting anyone wreck what was growing between him and Traci.
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