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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely FICTION! We do not know Kane, Shannon or anyone from the WWE and we do not profit from these writings.

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Storme’s POV

It was three weeks after the whole incident with Phil, and I was still having issues about being alone at any given time. My life had gone from carefree and fun to me being constantly stuck to someone’s side, preferably Dad’s, Shannon’s or Ame’s. In the case of Ame, she had extra back up in the form of a seven-foot, three hundred plus man, Glenn. At night, Shannon usually stayed with me, but was sleeping on the other bed these days. Ame stayed with Glenn most of the time, much to Mark’s dismay, he’d tried everything to get them apart. I thought it was funny, he just couldn’t see how in love they were, but he’d at least cooled off a little bit since he first found out about them.

At the moment, I was sitting in my locker room on Smackdown, funny how I couldn’t remember the night of my debut. It had been a week after the incident, and I’d somehow managed not to screw up or get my ass kicked that night. So now I was considered part of the Smackdown team, which sucked because Phil was the resident champion on the show. This is another reason why I didn’t go anywhere alone; he and I were on the same show. I had a match tonight too, but I wasn’t ready for it, not by a long shot, I’d had too much on my mind lately. Things that had nothing to do with wrestling, and everything to do with me going home and staying there for good.

I hadn’t told Ame about my thinking yet, because I knew she would freak out and try to stop me from going home. The bottom line was that I couldn’t just stay here and be scared of Phil all the time, I needed to get away. Home was the safest place I could think of to go, yeah I had annoying siblings to deal with, but there was no Phil at home. A knock on my locker room door scared the living hell out of me; I came up off the couch with a light squeal and wide eyes. Dad walked through the door and raised his eyebrows, closing the door back behind him. “If you keep jumping like that, you’re going to turn into a damned rabbit.” He said as he sat himself down on the couch and leaned back, not taking his eyes off me just yet.

Glaring at him for a minute, I sat down next to him and rested my arms on my knees, “Dad, we need to talk.” He turned serious and sat up, looking over at me, “I don’t like that tone of voice, what’s on your mind?” Sighing a bit, I ran a hand through my hair, “I can’t do this anymore, I can’t stay here on this show and actually do my job.” His hand went to my shoulder and he shook me a little bit roughly, “Hey, look at me, right now.” Doing as I was told, I looked up at him, wondering what he was going to say, because he didn’t sound happy. “No daughter of mine is going to be a damn coward. Now you pull yourself together and do your damn job.” He growled, clearly not pleased with how I was acting, but its not like I could help it.

Before I could say anything, he stood up, walked to the door and opened it, stepping out into the hall and slamming it behind him. Well that’s just freaking great, I’ve pissed dad off because I want to go back home. Sighing a bit, I leaned back against the couch and looked up at the ceiling; this was not going how I’d planned it at all. The door opened again and I looked over to see Ame come in, Glenn following behind her. I smiled a bit, letting her know I was alive and not ignoring her, but didn’t say anything just yet. “Reg, I know the ceiling isn’t that interesting, what’s the matter with you?” She asked as she sat down on Glenn’s lap after he’d taken a seat in a chair across from the couch. “I told dad I was thinking about going back home.” I said calmly, not even daring to look at her right now.

“Excuse me…what? You’re not going home; you’re going to stay right here.” She said in a tone that made me look over at her. Our eyes met and I crossed my arms over my chest, “It’s just this whole thing with Phil, Ame. I can’t even function on this show because he’s always around.” Leaning forward, she narrowed her eyes a little, ok scary Ame, “Forget his lame ass, he won’t touch you again. Stop thinking about him and do what you’ve always wanted to do. Hell, you made it this far, don’t let that jackass stop you from wrestling.” I blinked a few times and then thought about what she said, it really did make sense, and I’d come this far without anything making me stop.

Nodding a little, I gave her a light smile, “I can’t promise anything Ame, but I’ll try. The worst that can happen is failure.” She smacked me and I raised an eyebrow at her, “Ok ok, no failure, I’ll succeed at this.” She grinned and I caught sight of Glenn smirking at me, to which I stuck my tongue out at him and pretended to be mad. He and I got along really well; he was like an older brother and was always picking on me about something. I think it made Ame happy to know that her being with him didn’t bother me in the least, and I never felt left out at all. She’d been scared of me being lonely at first, but I wasn’t, if anything I was happy that she finally had someone who loved her.

My locker room door opened again and we all turned to see who was there, much to my surprise, Shannon had just walked in. He didn’t usually show up in my locker room, just at the hotel room right before bedtime. “Oh, hey Ame, Glenn.” He smiled and then looked over at me, clearing his throat a little before he spoke up, “Hey Regan, I heard about your match tonight. Jeff told me.” I smiled back at him and stood up; stretching a little as I checked the clock to make sure I wasn’t late. “Yeah, its nothing too big really, should be fun though.” Shannon nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, with Ame and Glenn around, especially after the incident with Phil; he was pretty quiet and reserved.

“Hey, you used to wrestle over here on Smackdown, Shannon. Would you mind coming down to ringside with me?” I asked, hoping to be nice and do something to pay him back for all the nights he had to deal with me screaming from nightmares. His face lit up and he grinned at me with a nod, “Sure, I’d love to, let me go get changed first though.” I didn’t have a chance to say anything as he ran out of the locker room; leaving me laughing at how fast he’d moved. Looking back to Ame and Glenn, I raised my eyebrows and stopped laughing. Both of them had grins on their faces, making me put my hands on my hips, “And just what are those looks for?” Ame just grinned bigger, “You like him Reg, go ahead and admit it, you’ve got the hots for Shannon Moore.”

I blushed and narrowed my eyes at her, crossing my arms over my chest, “I do not have the hots for him, don’t even think it.” She just laughed and leaned back against Glenn, they were always teasing me about Shannon. I was not in love with him, we were just friends and really he hadn’t even kissed me since all that with Phil. We were both just being nice to each other, and were really good friends, that was all. Not like I believed that deep down, but that was my story and I was sticking to it. Picking up a hair bow, I pulled my hair into a ponytail and made sure it was tight before I stretched a little more to make sure I was ready for this match tonight.

Shannon came back in the locker room a minute later and I turned to look at him, suddenly wishing I hadn’t. He was in red and silver pants, tight pants, and was completely shirtless, oh please help me. I’d never seen him shirtless in person, but I tell you, I was damn near drooling over what I was seeing. Somehow, I managed to recover, “We better get going, I don’t want to be late for a match.” He nodded and I looked at Ame, who was currently whispering things to Glenn, both of them grinning. Frowning, I flipped her off and then walked with Shannon out of the locker room into the hallway.

I was well aware of him at my side as we walked toward the entrance curtain together, and now I was nervous. Never before had I gone to the ring with anyone, not even my dad, now here I was bringing Shannon with me. Oh the people were going to love to talk about this, but hopefully they’d think it was just a storyline. His hand gripped mine when we got to the entrance curtain and he pulled me to a stop. The match before mine was still going on and I think he had something he wanted to say anyway. Pulling me over to the side a little, he took a light breath and then looked at me, “Regan, there’s something I need to say, and I need to say it now.”

Nodding, I kept quiet, it sounded like something important, so I’d let him have a minute to speak his mind. “Regan I…well you see…” He was cut off as Jericho and Rey came back through the curtain after their match together. I waved at them and looked back at Shannon while Maryese walked on out to do her entrance for our match. “Ok, hurry Shan, what is it you needed to tell me?” I asked, hoping it wouldn’t take long, because I was set to go out in less than a minute, so he kind of had to hurry up or wait until later. He looked panicked for a second before calmness came over him; it made me just a little bit wary.

Reaching out, he took my face in his hands and pulled me in for a kiss, I think I almost hit the floor. It wasn’t one of his shy little kisses or anything; it was fast, demanding, and completely overwhelming to my senses. He ended it quickly and then pushed me toward the curtain as gently as he could. My music started before I had a chance to respond, and I hurried out onto the stage, putting a smile on my face. He was at my side when I came out; somehow the two of us managing to keep a professional look on our faces. That, however, ended when he reached over and took my hand in his, starting down the ramp with me. Oh yeah, people were staring and talking about this now.

Coming down to ringside, we both slid under the bottom rope into the ring, Shannon up on his feet first. Holding his hand down to me, I took it with a smile and let him pull me up, for all the fans knew, we were dating now. Getting through my entrance without anything major happening, I was ready to get done with this match. Shannon was on the outside, cheering me on as the bell rang, signaling the start of the match. As usual, Maryese started the match by making a show of herself, not that there was anything to look at. Rolling my eyes, I ran over and grabbed her hair, pulling her to the middle of the ring, I hated a show off.

The thing about Maryese is that if you get a good start, you can take her out in a matter of minutes. Which is what I planned to do, starting with a DDT, going down hard to make sure her pretty little face met the mat. Was I mean? Oh yes I was. Getting back to my feet, I pulled her up and Irish whipped her toward the ropes, getting ready for when she came back at me. I caught her and turned, slamming her down on the mat with a spine buster, I’d learned that from Batista. I didn’t really have a finisher of my own, and Vince had already forbidden me from using dad’s Stunner. He’d claimed it was because he didn’t want another Steve Austin running around in the WWE, funny right?

Lifting her up, I did the only thing I could think of to use as a finisher this time, hard to think on short notice in the ring. It looked like a somersault neckbreaker, which I thought was really cool, seeing as I had no experience in those moves yet. Well, whatever it was, it had worked and I think Maryese was out now. Blinking a bit, I recovered quickly and crawled over, hooking her leg in a pin. To my amazement, the referee counted the three and then called for the bell three seconds later. I was in shock as I was helped onto my feet and my arm was raised in victory over the current Women’s Champion. Well hello talent, I just pinned the alpha female on this show, goodie for me!

Shannon was in the ring a second later, a grin on his face as he lifted me up off of my feet, much to my surprise. I couldn’t help but grin at him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as he spun me around. Celebrations were in order, and I was psyched, just like I knew Ame was back in the locker room area. After a few seconds, Shannon put me down on my feet and our eyes met, causing us both to pause. Without warning, his mouth covered mine, in the middle of the ring, on live television. Here I was, my arms wrapped around Shannon Moore, and I was kissing him for the whole world to see.

Did I care at the moment? Not likely, I was much too involved with kissing him and being kissed than anything. He broke the kiss a minute later and smiled at me, helping me out of the ring before we started toward the back. I was freaking out in my head though, we weren’t dating and I was practically making out with him in the middle of the ring. Walking through the curtain into the back, I looked at him and softly bit my lower lip. “Thanks for coming with me tonight Shan, I appreciate it. Umm…I’ll see you later, ok?” Not giving him time to respond, I turned and ran off down the hallway, desperate to get back to my locker room where it was remotely safe.

Opening the door, I zipped inside and closed it behind me, leaning my back against it with a light groan. “Well, you certainly made a scene out there, Reg. Kissing Shannon like that, shame on you.” Ame said as her and Glenn burst out laughing, making me glare at the two of them as best I could. “Oh sure, just go ahead and laugh. I don’t like him, and nothing is going on between us, that was just a show for the fans.” I said as I tried to defend my actions and tried to make myself believe it. But that didn’t work, none of us believed that, and I had a feeling that Ame and Glenn were plotting something. The looks on their faces told me something was going on and that I was right at the center of it.
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