[.:.* Picture It *.:.] We made our way down to the arena, just as Benoit and Orlando were climbing out of the ring. Booker T was already there waiting for Christian and was climbing into the ring as we made our way down the ramp. I walked over to the announcers table and sat down in Michael Coleís seat as Christian climbed into the ring and started practicing moves working out a routine for their match. I sat there watching them as John slowly made his way over and took a seat next to me in Tazzís seat. I ignore him and continuing watching the guys practice pretending not to notice he had come and sat next to me.||% Cena %||Aww come on girl, donít be mad. Be glad.
*~* me *~*Be glad? Be glad that you tricked poor Linda into inviting you to dinner?||% Cena %||I only did it so that I could spend time with you, Iíve missed you and besides Christian did it first.*~* me *~*Still I canít believe the two of you. ||% Cena %|| **hey puts his thumb and forefinger on my chin and has me face him** If you donít want me to go I wonít. But I just wanted to spend some time with you, Iíve missed you, and I didnít mean to do anything to upset you. Iím sorry, now how about you give me one of those sexy smiles of yours.**he said smiling at me** *~* me *~*I donít have a sexy smileÖ **I say turning my head back so that Iím facing Christian** and well yeahÖ if you wanted to spend time with me and missed me so much, than how come you didnít come visit me while I wasnít working.. In fact I havenít heard a single word from you since the day of summer slam.
||% Cena %||Are you kidding me, I came to visit you at the McMahonís but didnít you know there was a strict no visiting rule. None of us were allowed upstairs to see you. Lots of us came and tried to visit you, but Mrs. McMahon held her ground, said you needed to recuperate and couldnít be bothered. *~* me *~*Well why didnít you call than? I had my cell, no one calledÖ I felt so lonely and unloved, like no one cared that I was out. **I say fighting back tears** Well except surprisingly Christy had called me. It seemed odd seeing as we arenít exactly friends, but it was nice to talk to someone, she was the one that told me about the divas being traded, she had called to see if I wanted to go to dinner with her one night and get to know each other. But yeah ||% Cena %|| Are you kidding me, Mrs. McMahon said that if she found out that any of us were calling you bothering you that sheíd have us suspended, didnít you know that that was why Christy wasnít seen on Raw that week right after Summer Slam before the divas were switched. It was cause she was suspended, Mrs. McMahon found out and wellÖ that showed the rest of us she wasnít kidding. And well truth be told a lot of us canít afford to be suspended, we love you and all but we couldnít risk it. Iím sorry girl that you felt that way. You know if she had allowed it, I would have been there night and day whenever I could and when I couldnít be there because I had to be at work, I would have been calling you. You would have been sick of me by the time you recovered. *~* me *~* I didnít knowÖ I feel awful, cause I had told Linda that Christy had called meÖ I was complaining to her that I felt that I wasnít wanted backstage, well except Christy. Oh god and to think about it, Linda was saying no that it wasnít like that, that it was just that all of you guys were probably letting me rest not wanting to bother me. **sigh** Itís like I canít be mad at Linda for trying to look after my best interest, but its just so arg that she had purposely keep you all away. ||% Cena %||Well, she canít keep me away now. So hey about we ditch Captain kangaroo over there and head back to the hotel relax a little and than go to dinner with the McMahons together. *~* me *~* I canít ditch Christian, Iím his assistant for the day, and besides weíre rooming together, and yeah thatíd be so mean, Christianís my friend. But how about this, tonight after dinner with the McMahonís we take a drive and go out for dessert or something? ||% Cena %||okÖ[.:.* Picture It *.:.] Christian climbs out of the ring and walks over to us. I hand him his towel and bottle of water. He takes them and starts walking back up the ramp way and John and I follow. We get back to his locker room where a stage hand is waiting, and hands me a few pieces of paper and than leaves.
||# Christian #||So what does it say? That I get to keep you for the whole week?*~* me *~* ** I stand there reading it over and my nose crinkles and I shake my head**It says that tonight, Randy and I are to announce that ďOUR WEDDINGĒ is going to take place in two weeks. GreatÖ this is so stupid! I donít want to be married to Randy in real life or on tv! I donít even want to be in the same room with him! Great..
||# Christian #||Itíll be alright babe, cause you know what, everyone knows that in real life that youíd never give Randy a second thought. Just get through those couple of minutes you have to tape with him, and than tonight, Iíll make you totally forget about Randy so that youíll be like Randy whoís Randy?||% Cena %||No you wonít because sheíll be with me!*~* me *~*That is so sweet of the two of you, but it says here we tape first, so Iím going to go play nice and act like I can stand to be in the same room with Randy, and Iíll be back in a few.
||# Christian #||Alright, Iím going to shower and change for the show. **Christian says heading towards the bathroom**
[.:.* Picture It *.:.] I walk out of Christianís locker room with John following me out. Hey puts his arm around me as we walk down the hall towards production where Iím supposed to meet Randy to film this silly little promo. I spot Randy standing there wearing slacks and a dress shirt pacing back and forth, he stops when he sees me and his eyes dart over to John.||% Cena %||Hey bro! Howís it going? ||% Randy %||What are you doing here? And more importantly why do you have your arm around her?||% Cena %|| Came to visit Tammi, and I donít know just felt like it I guessÖ **he said taking his arm away from me***~* me *~* Okaes yeah whatever can we get this done with? I need to get back and oil Christian up before his match.||% Randy %|| Oil Christian up? Wait whatís going on here?*~* me *~*You being annoying asking so many stupid questions! Now come on![.:.* Picture It *.:.] We shoot the stupid promotion, and as soon as the red light on the camera turned off I walked off down the hall towards Christianís locker room. John was about to follow me, when Randy stopped him.||% Randy %||Hey man, whatís up with moving in on Tammi, youíre supposed to be my best friend and best friends donít move in on each otherís girls. You know that!||% Cena %||Hey, sheís made it clear that she wants nothing to do with you, that the two of you are over. Look, you guys have been broken up for over a month now. You guys arenít going to get back together, besides look Iím not your only competition. Word is that a lot of the guys are looking to make their moves. All I know is that right now Christian appears to be my greatest competition, and the longer I spend here talking to you, the longer he has to sink his claws into her. So peace! Iíll hit you up later man.[.:.* Picture It *.:.] John walked off down the hall towards Christianís locker room, as Randy stood there upset, as JBL walks by.||@ JBL @||Whatís got you looking like someone just peed in your leg and told you it was raining? ||% Randy %||Iím not in the mood John! Get lost! Hell I bet youíre just like the other guys and are trying to get into Tammiís pants too!
||@ JBL @||Whoa whoa whoa there now see here boy. I donít go for little kids, and Tammi, sheís too young for me; so I have no intentions of trying to get into her pants. Is that whatís got your panties all in a bunch, that the guys have been flirting with Tammi, well she doesnít seem to be all that interested in dating from what I hear.||% Randy %||What did you hear? Who said that?||@ JBL @||I was at this dinner last night and I overheard your little gal pal and Rey talking and she was telling him that she wasnít interested in dating. ||% Randy %||Oooo **Randy said walking off down the corridor** [.:.* Picture It *.:.] Meanwhile I was oiling Christian up, and helping him get ready for his match. John was sitting on the couch watching as I rubbed oil on his back, making him look all shiny, helping define his muscles. A stage hand comes in and tells Christian heís up next and than ducks back out.||# Christian #||Come out to the ring with me.*~* me *~*I canít, you know I would if I could. But it wouldnít go along with the whole me being Randyís loving fiancť crap that theyíre running. But you go out there and give it your all, Iíll be right here watching and waiting for you. [.:.* Picture It *.:.] Christian heads out of his locker room and out towards the ring.