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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

Watching Jeff have a total freak-out was my idea of fun, then again, when I was drunk, anything was my idea of fun. The fun in the car had certainly been great, and I was more than willing to try that again. I don’t think Jeff would have liked it that much though, considering it was his car and all. When he snapped at Ame, it brought my attention back to what was going on at our table. Oh yeah, he was pissed off alright, but he’d just snapped at my best friend.

Before Glenn or I could react, Shannon reached over and whacked Jeff in the back of the head with a bottle. It shattered into a billion pieces and a second later, the Hardy boy was on the floor. I blinked a few times and nudged him with the toe of my boot, “Baby, I think you killed him.” He shrugged and rested his chin on my shoulder, “He shouldn’t have threatened Amelia, he knows better.” Shane rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair a little, “Jeff will be himself, did you honestly expect him to handle all of this with intelligence?”

I looked at Shane and grinned, snuggling back into Shannon’s chest, enjoying the way he held me tighter when I moved. “Jeff can be intelligent when he needs to be, I think he’s had too much to drink though.” I commented as I looked back to the rainbow haired one on the floor. Shannon looked over my shoulder and gently kicked Jeff in the side, “You alive, Hardy?” He groaned and moved a little, then went silent again, I laughed as Shannon shook his head, “He’s still alive, not very intelligent looking right now, but he’s alive.”

“Be nice honey, Jeff’s not all that stupid really. Now Shane on the other hand, totally different story.” I said as I glanced across the table at him and grinned. He raised an eyebrow and propped his chin on his hand, “When have I ever been less than intelligent?” Shrugging a bit, I took a drink of whatever it was Jeff had been drinking, “You’re never intelligent when you’re being The Hurricane, and you’re also never intelligent when that pretty lady over there is around.” Shane whipped his head around so fast I thought he’d just given himself a major case of whiplash.

Everyone already knew that Shane had a gigantic crush on one of the divas, but few of us knew who it was. Trust me, he at least picked a decent looking one who wasn’t a total bitch off the camera. His woman of choice was the only accidental diva I know of, Allison Blake, but she’s a story for another time. Because a second later, Shane flipped his chair over and crashed onto the floor. I blinked a few times before bursting out laughing along with Shannon, Glenn and Ame. Jeff would have laughed too, but he was still out like a light on the floor.

I was contemplating making Jeff into a Hardy footstool, but Shannon, apparently, had other plans. Not that I could complain any, I was still more than under the influence of the drinks from earlier, no matter how sober I was acting. My head was still all fuzzy and I really wanted to find somewhere to curl up and sleep it all off. I’d regret it in the morning though; I was going to have one hell of a hangover. Lifting me up, Shannon got to his feet and draped his arm around my shoulders. “Sorry to leave you all here alone, but I’ll be taking Reg back to the hotel with me now.” I opened my mouth to speak, but I was silenced before I even got started, courtesy of his mouth on mine.

Talk about one way to shut me up quickly, he knew it worked and was taking full advantage of it. Halfway remembering where I was, I threw my hand up and waved at Ame and Glenn before wrapping both arms around Shannon’s shoulders. He easily lifted me up and carried me out of the club, I could hear Ame laughing and I knew it was because of Shannon and me. He didn’t put me down again until we were in the parking lot, standing next to the car. Putting me on me feet, he smiled down at me and unlocked the door.

I started to get in, but he stopped me and leaned back in for a softer kiss, making me melt against him. A moment later, it was over and he was helping me into the passenger seat of the car. I smiled and leaned back against the seat, pulling Shannon’s jacket around me. He got in the driver’s seat a minute later and we were off toward the hotel again. Part of me was nervous, but the other part of me was still not caring what happened as long as it was with him. Reaching over, I slid my hand into his and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

A little while later, I was being lifted out of the car and being carried into the hotel by Shannon. I assumed I’d fallen asleep, but I didn’t care, it felt great to be in his arms like this. Resting my head against his shoulder I let him carry me through the lobby, this one time wouldn’t hurt. What I didn’t see was my dad watching from the side of the lobby, Phillip had already went and run his mouth. If I’d known that, even drunk, I would have known better than to show up with Shannon, especially like this.

Shannon didn’t notice him there either, going on up the stairs toward his hotel room. He unlocked the door and walked inside, closing it back with his foot and gently sitting me down on the bed. We were both kind of quiet as he pulled his shoes off and then his shirt. Out of habit, I almost looked away when he pushed his pants down and then stepped out of them. I felt myself blushing, but I didn’t look away this time, I liked not having to look away when he changed clothes. He settled for a pair of black lounge pants, pulling them on and then turning to look at me.

I was about to point out that I didn’t have any clothes in his room, but he picked up one of his t-shirts and held it out to me. Smiling, I pulled my boots off and then stood up from the bed. Stepping over, he gently undid the halter and tugged it off of me, I didn’t mind it really. After a few minutes, I was wearing his t-shirt and nothing else; I liked the thought of the situation honestly. Sliding up onto the bed, I pulled the covers back and laid down on one side with a soft sigh.

He flipped the lights off and got into the other side of the bed before reaching out and hauling me against his side. I laughed and rested my head against his chest, holding him with one arm, the other staying tucked against me. “Regan, can I ask you something?” He asked softly as he held me against him, idly playing with my hair. I nodded and closed my eyes, if he wasn’t careful I’d end up falling asleep on him in a heartbeat. “Could you see yourself with someone like me?” Now he was asking the hard questions when I was half asleep and still drunk, nice going.

Staying quiet for a few moments, I tried to think of how to answer him and what he was really talking about. For the life of me, I couldn’t think straight for anything in the world, the alcohol was just too much. “I do really like you Shannon, and tonight was amazing. Maybe we should just talk about this in the morning.” The most intelligent thing I’d said all night, and the one thing that mattered the most. I felt him nod and then settle down, keeping me tight against him. In a matter of minutes, we were both asleep in each other’s arms.

What I didn’t know was that Ame and Glenn had just gotten back from the club and were heading to his room. Dad must have been looking for me, because he was standing outside my room with a pissed off look on his face. Luckily for me, Ame loved me and wouldn’t rat me out to him just yet. She pointed him off to some other part of the hotel and then made a quick escape into Glenn’s room while he wasn’t looking. We were all likely to catch hell in the morning when he found us.
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