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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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Amelia’s POV
Listening to Reg, Glenn and Shannon bicker back and forth made me smile and I of course had to join in. I know for a fact that Regan would end up with more than one baby with Shannon, mainly because I know he can’t keep his hands to himself and well neither could she most of the time. Of course we all tease her a little these days, only because we know that she can take it like a champ, she dished it out even better. Currently they were going over the night that her and Shannon finally got together, poor Glenn looked like he was going to laugh himself into a heart attack or something. Shannon didn’t look any better and Regan was red in the face and would probably hide if she could. Of course the funniest time to mention their night together was when Jeff was around, the hyper Hardy would almost go into a seizure and try to glare me to death.
Before we could move on to other things someone knocked on the door, this was actually odd, usually if it was the Hardys or Shane they’d just walk in. Reg yelled out that the door was open and in walked none other than Vince McMahon. This was rather unusual; he was generally found in an office or yelling at some poor member of the backstage crew. “Hey Vince, didn’t expect to see you here, anything wrong?” Regan seemed a little worried, probably thinking that there would be a change to the show on her part. Instead of looking and talking to her however, Vince walked closer to us and turned to Glenn and I. This worried me; it was never good when he focused on certain people.
“It’s been a while since Kane’s had a valet, we were thinking of assigning him a new one.” I think I twitched a little. There is no way in Hell that I was going to allow Vince to make him put up with some blonde bimbo twig who thought she was all that. It wasn’t just the fact that I didn’t want to watch another woman hang off of him. It was the fact that the last time he’d had a valet it had been Lita and not many people knew but it had been very stressful on him. I felt Glenn’s arm tighten around my waist and I knew he wasn’t happy about it either. He must have tried to protest because Vince held up a hand before speaking. “Don’t start arguing, I talked to Mark already, he’s agreed to let Amelia have the position if she wants it.”
I really didn’t know what to say. My dad had always said that he would never let me be a part of the business; I guess he’s finally realized that I’ve grown up and can look after myself. Before I had the chance to answer, Glenn, who was beyond excited, answered for me. “She’ll take the job, where does she sign?” I shook my head o clear away the cobwebs and looked at Vince. “Are you sure? You’re actually offering me a job with WWE?” Vince handed me some papers that after looking at them I realized were just a small part of a full contract. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I would ever have the chance to work for the WWE. Then again, I seemed to be having all my dreams fulfilled this year.
I looked at Glenn, trying to get his opinion, which was a stupid thing to do because he was still grinning like a fool and nodded. I looked at the papers before looking over at Regan and Shannon. “Anyone have a pen, before he changes his mind?” Shannon quickly dug out a pen from his pocket, handed it over and I signed in the necessary spots without even needing to think it over. As soon as I handed it back to Vince Glenn wrapped me up in a tight hug, tight to the point where I could barely breathe. When he finally let me go Reg was standing and I almost knocked her over when I hugged her, not even noticing when Vince shook Glenn’s hand and left.
After a lot of congratulating from Reg and Shannon, Glenn and I headed back towards his locker room so he could prep for his match. I was surprised when someone from wardrobe showed up to give me a temporary outfit for in the ring, it was simple black pants with a red shirt for now. It had been hand picked by Vince for tonight. Glenn waited patiently on the sofa while I got changed in the bathroom, generally I don’t mind getting dressed in front of him but anyone could walk in here at any time and I didn’t need people seeing more of me than they needed. I didn’t exactly like the outfit but it would do for now. The pants were a little tight, so was the shirt. I shook my head and walked out of the bathroom and in front of where Glenn was sitting and did a little spin for him.
“So, what do you think?” He looked like he was calculating something in his head before grabbing me around the waist and pulling me onto his lap. “Well, I think it your clothes need to be tighter…” I laughed and lightly slapped his arm before leaning in for a kiss. “You would want them tighter, I’m fine the way they are thanks.” He smiled a little before kissing me again. “You do realize that at the end of this week you’re stuck with me forever right?” I grinned at him and nodded. “Yeah, I know trust me, I have it down almost to the hour, besides, its you whose stuck with me and either way I couldn’t be happier.” I happily snuggled in closer to him as he leaned back to get comfortable. “So, you’re really ready to get married?” I only grinned at him. “Of course, I’ve only dreamed of marrying you since I was 16.” Of course I had never told him this before and so he looked surprised. “16? Really wow, who would have thought that Mark Calaway’s little princess would end up with me? And somehow I’m still alive.”
Leaning my head against his shoulder, I grinned a little, “Daddy knows better than to kill you, which is more than I can say for Steve.” Glenn laughed and rested his head against mine, hugging me gently, “I don't think Steve's the one you need to worry about, Regan might kill Shannon for what he's going to do out in the ring tonight. Then she'll kill us for knowing about it and not saying something to her.” I just laughed and nodded, she'd kill me later and I knew it, but that's ok, she'd be more excited than she would be mad. “Wonder how he's going to do it, he never said, only that we were all supposed to come to ringside when he was going to propose to her.” He shrugged a little and kissed my forehead, “With him, there's no telling, I tried to talk him into doing it more romantically, but he said he needed to do it here tonight. I'll never understand why.” I patted his arm a little and smiled, “It's Shannon, honey. No one understands why he does the things he does.”
That much was true, you never knew what he was up to or why he was doing something in the first place. I was smiling as I watched on the monitor as Reg walked down the ramp, looks like she was having a bit of a problem, but that was expected. There is no way she is just having one kid, she's like, seriously pregnant, and I swear there are at least two in there. She doesn't believe me though, she's dead set on the fact that she's only having one. Four and a half months pregnant and she looks like that, yeah Reg, keep dreaming about it only being one, won't last long though. Just seeing her going out there to announce she was leaving made me sad, it meant that after the wedding and honeymoon, I'd be working with Glenn and she'd be at home doing whatever it was a housewife did. Talk about funny there, I just can't see her being a little wife or a mother, but she might just shock us all and have a talent for it.
Stretching a little, I stood up and looked back at Glenn, “Come on, before I get all teary eyed over watching this.” He nodded and stood up, walking over and holding the door open for me like he usually did. I walked out into the hall and met up with Matt and Jeff, both of whom were grinning from ear to ear, you'd think they were the ones proposing. But, Shannon is their best friend and has been for a long time, so it makes sense that it would make them just as happy. Steve and Shane joined us along the way, and to my amazement, even Daddy came out of his locker room to go and join us. He's not usually one for these kinds of things, but I'm assuming that Shannon begged him to be there, why I'll never know. I'm just glad nothing ever came of that whole crush that Reg had on my dad when she was younger. Ok, I shuddered at the thought of her being with my dad, just no; I could handle Shannon ten times better than I could handle that.
However...it would make good material for me to tease her with some more, especially if I tell Shannon about that secret crush. Could be interesting to watch his reaction when I told him, I might just do that, as long as Reg doesn't kill me. We all made our way out to the curtain and when it looked like she was finished, Glenn and I walked out followed by everyone else. She looked slightly confused for the moment Shannon said something to her and dropped down on one knee. "I know I should have done this sooner, but I thought this was the best time. So, in front of all of our friends, these fans, and all the fans around the world, I want to ask you to marry me, Regan." She was quickly crying, something that I was expecting and somehow I managed not to cry myself. I grinned at her and knew for a fact that I was dead for not telling her before hand.
"You're an idiot for waiting so long, you knew I'd say yes to you, Shannon." He laughed, and we all watched as they spoke between themselves and the rest of us moved backstage to wait for them to come back with us. The crowd had loved it and screamed louder than I had heard in a very long time. I was actually impressed. That was a week ago now and here we are, the morning of the best day of my life, well so far at least, I’m sure if we have any kids those days will be added to best days of my life but that’s besides the point. Glenn had slept over at a hotel for the night, along with all the groomsmen, which oddly enough included Shannon as best man because daddy would be walking me down the aisle. My mom had made it down here and together with Regan we had moved my stuff from Daddy’s house to what was now mine and Glenn’s.
We found a hall to get married at close by and it looked more like the inside of Buckingham Palace than anything, I think that’s why it was picked, I didn’t actually pick it, Glenn had saying that if I was going to look like a queen then the venue had better match. Who was I to argue with that logic? I fell in love with the place when he took me to see it. It was perfect for both the wedding and the reception. The wedding would be in one part of the building and then we just had to move to the reception hall. Luckily the wedding wasn’t until three in the afternoon so we would be eating dinner by four-thirty and then there would be another dinner around nine. Regan and my mother had woken me up at eight so that we could be ready for the hair stylists who were arriving in about an hour. I took a quick shower and threw on one of Glenn’s button down shirts so that it didn’t have to go over my head when she was done.
By the time the stylists had arrived all of us, Reg, Mom, Chloe, Shane’s girlfriend and myself and my little sisters were showered and ready to have our hair done. Stacy, my stylist had pulled my hair up into an almost bun with ringlets of hair cascading down to my shoulders. My mom had bought me a tiara as a gift; according to her it was my something new. Reg had leant me a pair of heels and Chloe had supplied me with a blue garter. The next thing to have done were our nails, normally I wouldn’t bother but it was a special occasion and so I felt it couldn’t hurt to get manicures. The nerves hadn’t hit me at all which I was kind of shocked about. We decided to eat lunch before even thinking about me getting that dress on. I really couldn’t eat much and only had half a sandwich. One of the photographers had been stuck with us all morning, just as there was another with Glenn and the boys documenting the morning and the rest if the day for the album that we wanted to have put together.
About an hour before the wedding Daddy showed up with a gift from Glenn, which had turned out to be a diamond necklace and earring set that matched my dress perfectly. Then Daddy made me cry, he had decided that I needed the customary father-daughter talk that seemed to happen before every wedding. I fully expected to hear him tell me not to do it but he didn’t, just wished me luck, gave me a hug and told me that if Glenn hurt me all bets were off and he’d be dead. The talk had taken about thirty minutes and then Reg told us that it was time to go and become “Mrs. Jacobs” whether I was ready or not, which I really was, of course now the nerves have made an appearance. Well, time to become a married woman.
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