Good-Bye Girl



Chapter 1



Undertaker you always talk about taking souls and stealing lives...protecting your family...Being the big dog in the yard...but your nothing but a puppy...your nothing...You’re Mark Callaway...a human being a mortal...a soul put on earth to be a professional fake wrestler...I’ve killed more people in my life then you’ve wrestled matches...the difference between you and me is you hear the things that go bump in the night...and I am the thing that goes bump in the night.


Are you scared yet?


You should be.


The Watcher



Lieutenant-Commander (LCDR) Mike Jones of the United States Navy SEAL operation placed the disturbing letter on his desk and looked across to his youngest and brightest follower Navy SEAL Lieutenant AJ Myers.  Although, yes she was a woman, Mike knew she was the best person for the protection job that the Navy SEALS had been assigned to. 


The Watcher, as the stalker liked to call himself, really was a master at the art of murder.  The Special-Op That AJ lead had been tracking The Watcher for 3 years now, never getting any closer to catching the son of a bitch, who just seemed to out smart everyone including the SEALS. 


The watcher picks random people out of the blue and stalks them for months on end...he even went as far as stalking a woman for a full 12 months before he finally killed her. 


He was the type of person who lived and breathed off of fear...that is...other peoples fear...if you was terrified, petrified, shaking, paranoid, anxiety ridden, or just plain scared shitless...he knew it was because of him...and he loved it...he was the type of person who woke up every morning, just to put the fear of God into someone.


No one could really ever know the Watchers one lived long enough to tell police what he looked like...or if it was a he at all...the fact that it was assumed he was a male was because most of the female victims he murdered had been raped 7 hours after riga mortis had started setting in.  Some victims even had the tips of their fingers cut off and decapitated so authorities couldn’t identify the bodies.


Mike looked at was true, they had dated at one point, but AJ was so goal oriented...this was her dream job, being the youngest Lieutenant in the Navy lead a bunch of men around, catching the bad guys and saving the good guys...She was the first Woman Navy SEAL on the base, and proved to every one why she was the toughest bitch there.


AJ was 5’10” and 125lbs, small but well trained in the art of ass kicking...Mike had seen AJ take down a man who was 600 lbs of shit, slap a pair of plastic restraints on his wrists and ankles, hog tied him and was callin’ suey as she paged for the MPs. 


AJ was a big tom boy, but she was all woman...she could be sexy one minute and rough your ass up the next if the moment warranted it.  She had waist length brunette hair with blonde highlights, which she kept in a black Navy SEAL baseball cap...She also had the biggest blue eyes...Mike had seen guys get lost in her eyes before and was almost tempted to throw them a rope...that’s how she sucked him in.


Chapter 2


Mike said, “I don’t know Alyssa...You’ve been on this case for 3 years now...Now you’re going to have to go under cover with this wrestler, and protect him, while you leave Jimmy second in command to keep up the intelligence of this case...Can you do this...Can you pretend to be a wife whose married to a wrestler AJ?”


Alyssa said, “Damn it Mike...don’t ask me a question that you don’t sound confident about...Cause you’re either gonna have the confidence in me that I can get the job done, or you’re just gonna send me out on this assignment on a hope and a prayer.  You already know, that I know I can do it...Jimmy and the guys know I can do it...and they know what’s expected of them...Please the least you could do is have confidence enough in me that you know I’m not going to get myself or this guy killed...and that this time around no body fucks up and we catch this god damn guy.”


Mike threw his hands up in defense and said, “Fine.  I know you can do it...I’m just a little scared for you...You have been gathering intelligence information on the watcher for a few years now...but now you’re going to be in a fake marriage to someone who is currently on his hit list.  I don’t wanna walk up to the house, ravine, or stream and you be one of the bodies we pull out instead of some other poor soul who was murdered by this asshole.”


AJ stood up and said, “Mike, I can do it.  Just put a little faith into other people.” 


Mike smirked and said, “I put faith into people everyday...I even have faith in you...I know what kind of a protector and leader you are...I’m just a little leery of the whole situation...You know how I feel about you AJ.  You’ve known how I felt about you since we first met and start dating...So putting you in a situation with this animal who can’t seem to stop murdering people...let’s just say it’s not the brightest idea that the Government has come up with.”


Alyssa walked around the desk and sat on the corner of it...and took Mike’s hand in hers and said, “I know how you feel Mike...and you know I reciprocate your feelings for me...hell I can’t get within 3 feet of you without having to go back to my apartment and changing my know the effect you have on me...” 


Alyssa patted his hand and stood up to leave the office...Mike followed her to the door.  She said, “When this assignment came in 2 months ago and every one was deciding they wanted me to do it...We agreed to put us on hold...I don’t like it anymore then you do...but guess what...I’m tired of this asshole murdering innocent people and getting away with it.  I want him taken down...I don’t want one more person to lose their lives because we couldn’t do our job...I’ll be back before you know it...and I promise to be careful...or at least as careful as I can.”


Alyssa started to open the door, when Mike spun her around and pushed her back against his office door...Their lips met in a slow, sensual, wet kiss...his tongue sliding in her mouth...her hands gripped his bi-cepts...his hands touching places he knew would react to his touch...Mike heard the moan come from her...he knew he better stop before they couldn’t stop. 


Mike pulled away and kissed the tip of her nose lightly and said, “Take care of yourself Aly.” 


She smiled and kissed his cheek and said, “I will.” 


She kissed her index finger and touched his lips, and walked out the door...Oh yea fresh panties were definitely the first thing she’d get when she got to her apartment.


Chapter 3


“Mr. McMahon...There’s a...AJ Myers here to...uh...see you.”  The blonde’s voice from the intercom came.  Vince wasn’t expecting anyone...At least his appointment wasn’t for another 15 minutes and it was with a Mike Jones.  Vince probably figured it was some guy who’d found a way around his wrestler hiring system and made an appointment with him.


Vince chuckled to himself and figured this was going to be fun scaring this little boy who thought he was a man.  Vince leaned over and pushed the intercom button down and said, “Send AJ in please Tammy.”  Tammy said, “Yes sir, Mr. McMahon.”


Vince stood up from his desk and pulled his pants snuggly around his waist...puffed his chest out ready to ‘give it all he’s got’...The door swung open and in walked a lady and a man in military uniforms...Vince nearly fell over.  Vince swallowed and said, “Is there something I can help you with?” 


The young man stepped forward and said, “Yes, Mr. McMahon...We’re with the United States Navy SEALS Special-Op team...We were sent here on assignment.”  Vince invited the 2 to sit down and explain themselves.


About an hour later, Vince was absolutely blown away.  He couldn’t believe they’d known about the stalker Mark Callaway had.  He looked at the young lady and said, “And you want to pose as Mark’s wife, and hope everyone goes along with it well enough that you can get the stalker close enough to catch him before he kills someone else.”  I looked at Vince, nodded and said, “Yes sir.” 


Mike moved around and said, “Alyssa is the best of the best from our base...she’s been tracking the Watcher for 3 years...and every month she gets a little closer...we think if she associates herself with someone who is already on this psycho’s hit list then it would be easier for her to catch his rotten ass.”  Vince said, “I don’t know...Mark can be king of...What’s the word I’m looking for?”  I said, “Stand offish?”  Mike said, “Bad Mannered?” 


Vince smiled and said, “Temperamental.” 


Mike chuckled and said, “Well that’s okay, Alyssa’s whole team is a bunch of men...I think one temperamental man won’t really be that big of a deal.” 


Vince chuckled at their naive ness and had to give them credit...they had balls...not sure what they were using for brains...but they had balls none the less. 


Vince said, “Well...Let’s just say I’m giving you a warning right now...there are a few things you never...and I do mean NEVER want to do around Mark...One would be gossiping about other people in the company...Two would be Do Not under any circumstance touch his motorcycles, even if he’s crushed under one and bleeding to death...don’t touch...and three would be never wake him up if he’s not had at least 9 hours of sleep...he’s a bear when he first wakes up.”


I smiled and said, “I think I can handle it.”  Vince said, “Don’t act too confident, cause sometimes he can be mistaken as being cocky...and cockiness isn’t really a big thing in this company...unless the characters are called for it.”  I nodded and said, “Yes sir.”  Vince said, “Now all I have to do is try to think of a way to make Mark go along with this whole thing.”  Mike said, “That’s easy...It’s a matter of whether or not he lives or dies...


I said, “It’s just that simple.”


Vince went ahead and had his secretary call Mark’s cell phone and let him know he was to go to Vince’s office ASAP.  Mark grumbled around about what the meaning was had better be something important...Mark was just getting ready to lay down and take a small nap before he had to be at the arena for Raw.


Mark pulled his unruly dark auburn mane back into a low tail and pushed his sunglasses on as he swiped his motorcycle keys from the hotel dresser and slammed the door shut.  As he rode to the arena, he kept thinking about the freak weirdo who had been sending him these stupid death threat letters, messing with his house, messing with his bikes...


He was at a point where he was just tempted to stand outside and wait for the little bastard to face him...but he figured if this guy was such a man, he would have come at him face to face a long time ago.  Mark just started figuring it was some female stalker...his female fans were known to be rather bold and sometimes stupid.


As soon as Mark’s bike pulled up to the back people scattered...he looked like he was in the beginning of a bad mood, and really didn’t look like he wanted to be messed with for the company or any one else.  Mark pulled his finger less gloves off and tucked them in his back pocket and spit what was left of his chew on the concreted ground, before he walked in the arena...Vince had a huge policy about the wrestlers who dipped chewing in the was strictly forbidden.


Mark clipped his bike keys on his belt loop and stalked through the back halls of the arena looking for the door marked Vince.  He found it and knocked on the door.


Chapter 4


I was sitting next to Mike when a loud round of thuds was beat against the door to Vince’s office.  Vince shook us off and in a loud clear voice said, “C’mon in Mark.”  The door opened and in walked the biggest man I’d seen in my entire life...I almost had to crane my neck to look up at him...


He had to of been about 6’10” Maybe 7 feet tall, and anywhere around 300-325lbs.  He was huge...Long auburn hair to the middle of his back but he had it pulled back nicely.  His long well muscled legs clad in tight jeans, big black steel toed boots, and a black sleeveless Deadman Inc T-shirt on...that seemed to fit him like a second skin...he had tattoos covering him from shoulder to wrist on both arms...


My mind began to wonder if he had tattoos anywhere else on his body.


A deep gruff southern accented voice said, “What the hell is going on Vince?”  Vince pushed back and stood up and said, “Now, hold on Mark, before you go getting your nose bent out of joint...I think there are a couple of people here you might want to meet and listen to.”  Mark looked over at us...he lowered his sunglasses and looked at Mike first then me...he had an amazing set of emerald green eyes...


Mark pushed his sunglasses back up and said, “Nope.”  And started to leave, when a female voice said, “Mr. Callaway, would you rather we discuss the situation now, or in 3 months when we fish your dead ass out of some river?”  Mark turned around and the female was standing up with her hands on her hips...Mark suddenly released she was in some type of military...she had military fatigues on.  Mark said, “And you are?”


I stepped up and said, “United States Navy SEALS Lieutenant Alyssa Myers, Mr. Callaway.”  Mark walked over and said, “So that whole fishing my dead ass out of a river comment, is that some type of threat?”  I said, “No sir, it’s a future promise...A future promise that will come true if you don’t listen to what me and Lieutenant Commander Mike Jones have to say.  It’s a serious matter...and it needs to be dealt with right now.”


Vince said, “Ya see Mark...”  Mark put his hand up and Vince stopped talking...Mark said, “No let miss talkative here tell me.”  I said, “I don’t care what you call every one else...but I have a can call me Alyssa, Aly, Lieutenant or LT...But Miss Talkative is not my name.”


Mark swallowed the string of cuss words he wanted to hurl at this woman who was interrupting his nap...he said, “Fine... Lieutenant...Get on with it, but make it quick.” 


Mark leaned against Vince’s desk and I said, “I’m the leader of a Special-Ops group whose been tracking the man who calls himself the Watcher...Who as your well aware of made you his latest number 1 target on his hit list.  I was sent here on a special mission, for nothing more then to act as your wife and hopefully catch the son of a bitch whose killed more people then you’ve had birthdays...Me and my team have been tracking the animal for 3 years...each year we get a little closer, but with putting someone with you to pose as your wife, would be getting us much more closer to catching him.”


I exhaled a little and continued, “He’s by no means some stupid fan...and make no mistake about it Mr. Callaway he’s not stupid at all...he’s a highly intelligent individual...He’s so good at killing that no one knows what he looks one knows anything about his appearance...we have one who survived one of his killing sprees...and even they couldn’t tell you what he looks like...because he’s so quick and so fast, that by the time you’ve been stabbed, shot or strangled it’s too’re already dead...”


Mark said, “Just exactly how many people has he killed?” 


I said, “65...He’s on the top ten America’s Most Wanted list, not to mention a few wanted lists in Germany,  France, Italy, Japan, China, Russia, and Canada.  He kills who he wants; when he wants and then disappears without a trace...The devil didn’t make him do it, and his dog Sam never told him to murder anyone for fun...hell he might even be the long lost brother of Charles Manson for all we know...Killing to him is a game, he lives off other peoples fear...and if he can feel your fear then it helps keep him going...your fear is the reason he goes to sleep every night and killing someone and knowing they will be terrified of dying is the reason he wakes up every morning.  And right now those are the only reasons he needs.”


Mark looked at the brunette and said, “So you’re going to pose as my wife...and hopefully catch him before he kills me?  Do you honestly think that will work?”  Alyssa said, “Honestly....Yes...What do you have to lose?  You know...Other then your life?”  Mark ran his huge hand down his face and pulled on his go-tee a little and said, “Fine...but don’t go getting yourself killed...and you’re gonna need to get yourself in to something a little less obvious there GI Jane.”


I looked at Mike as I walked by with my bag and said, “Great I’m working with a comedian here.”  I walked into the bathroom Vince showed me to and changed in to street clothes...Making sure to pull my jean legs down to where no one could tell I was where my 9m.m. I checked and made sure the safety was on and it was clipped snuggly into the holster strapped to my steel toed boots.


I pushed the bathroom door open and thought ‘ goes nothing.’


Chapter 5


Mark stood up when the brunette walked out of the bathroom...He looked at her and was nearly blown out of his own boots...she couldn’t possible be the same woman that walked in there...Mark walked over and looked in the bathroom...and she looked at him like he was on some serious crack...she said, “Something I can help you with Mr. Callaway?”


Mark turned and looked at her and said, “Yea...I wanna know where the little girl is who just walked in there...cause you couldn’t possibly be her...she had less hair then you...and she looked like a tough little balls to the wall woman...who are you?”  She fished in a backpack she had and took out a small card and said, “Well, according to this I’m Alyssa Callaway computer Technician for WWE.” 


Mark laughed hard from the back of his I handed him my business card and new ‘fake’ driver’s license.  I smiled because he was amused.  Mark looked down and said, “Hey look she smiles too.”  I said, “I always smile...well unless the situation doesn’t warrant know natural disaster...dead body...all the fun stuff.”  Mark said, “And she’s got a sense of humor...Vince where did you find her?”  Vince laughed and said, “She actually found us Mark.” 


Mike walked over and said, “You know I have to leave now...pretending to be your big brother is hard...I’ll just call it incestuous thoughts while we’re apart.”  I giggled a little and touched his cheek...I said, “Thanks for believing in me.”  Mike said, “You’re the best...How could I not?”  I nodded and said, “Don’t forget to get to the hotel rooms before us and do a sweep, so we know it’s not bugged...I’ll be looking for your notes on the bathroom mirror like always.” 


Mike brushed his thumb over my lips and said, “Be careful please.”  I said, “I will...don’t worry so much...this will be over before you know worries.”  Mike leaned down and brushed his lips against mine and we hugged tight.  Mark walked up and held out his hand...I knew I’d have to pretend to be his as I took Mark’s hand...I felt a small a shock run through my was weird.  Mike kissed my hand and watched as we walked out hand in hand laughing and talking like a real married couple.


Mark walked us down to the parking garage and his Harley was there.  I walked around it and Mark said, “You approve of this type of transportation?”  I smiled and said, “I have a Kawasaki Ninja back at the base...So this is like home to me.”  Mark made a face and said, “I don’t do crotch rockets...”  I said, “Yea I know Harley’s and Titans are your have approximately 25 mixed.”  Mark said, “Been doing your homework huh.”  I smiled and said, “Had too.” 


Mark said, “Well...slip your back pack on and let’s get going.”  I pulled my backpack on and Mark swung his leg over the huge bike and fired it up...the rumble of the bike echoed through the parking garage.  It was sweet music to my ears.  Mark held his hand out and I took it as he showed me where to step to get on...He grabbed my hands and wrapped them around his chest...and yelled if I was ready over the bike...I nodded and he took off like a bat out of hell.


The ride to the hotel was excellent...the wind whipping through my long brunette hair...when we got to the hotel...a guy met us out front and said, “Mrs. Callaway the double bed room you request is in room 525 on the 5th floor.”  And then he winked at me.  I looked at Mark and push my finger over my lips to keep him from saying anything.  I took Mark’s hand and lead him through the hotel to the elevator...Mark started to say something but I shook my head no as we rode up the elevator in silence.


We got into the room and I locked the door behind us and then made him stay in the living area as I pulled my 9 mm out and looked around quietly and carefully, as I made my way to the bathroom...where there was a note from Mike that said the room was completely clean. 


I walked back out and said, “Okay it’s safe to talk now...sorry...You can’t say anything personal when you’re not in a protected room.”


Mark said, “Damn your stealthy I have to worry about your gun?”  I said, “Nope.”  I clicked the safety on and put it back in my back pack.  Mark said, “I don’t approve of guns unless it’s for protection or hunting.” 


I said, “Well it’s here so I can protect you.”  Mark chuckled a little and he said, “All my life I’ve never needed a woman to protect me...I’m mean I look like I’m scared of anything?” 


I laughed and said, “No...I can imagine a man your size can intimidate even the creepiest intruder...hell even if I can take down 600 lb intimidate me...but it has a lot to do with your presence.  You look like the ‘take no shit from anyone’ kind of guy.”  Mark said, “Smart woman.”  I said, “By the way...I’m supposed to be stealthy...I’m a navy SEAL.”


Chapter 6


We ordered some dinner and sat at the table and ate...Mark said, “So why the Navy SEALS?” 


I put my fork down and said, “I really don’t know why...I guess it was just a snap decision I made after my first marriage failed.”  Mark said, “You don’t look that must’ve been quite young when you was married.” 


I said, “Yea...I was 18....Yea...pretty stupid.  We were married for about 6 months when I found out my mom had died from cancer...I flew home to go to the funeral and check on my father...when I flew back home to my husband...I walked into the house and it was completely empty...There was a note on the kitchen counter that said, he’d fallen in love with some college girl, and she was pregnant with his kid, he was going to marry her...he said he’d sold the house to a nice family, and sold the furniture and put all my things in storage...”


I sighed a little and continued, “He left me half the money he made from the house and half the money from the furniture sale...and also left the key and address to the storage place.  I was heart broken...I was mad that I’d completely let him knock me off my feet...I decided I wasn’t going to ever let another man do that to me again.  So I joined the Navy...and after all my testing, physical, mental and IQ...I sort of fit this profile that said I should try out for the Navy SEALS team.” 


We moved over to the couch and I said, “The Admiral actually okayed my 6 weeks of SEALS training...I went through everything like the rest of the guys...none of them liked the fact that a woman was training with them...The SEALS teams were strictly men only teams.  But I was in a male dominated military branch, any shit the guys dished out I took it...but I came back at them with 150% more.  They actually found a guy who was 600lbs to try and attack me...I took him down and hog tied him while I called the MPs.  From then on the guys had nothing but respect for me...even after I became their Lieutenant in charge of one of the Special-Op Teams.”


I said, “So why wrestling?” 


Mark said, “Well...I originally had a scholarship to play pro-basketball over seas...and I was about 1 or 2 credits away from graduating college when I had a change of heart...I used to work out and there was a guy trying to convince me that because of my size I could hack it as a pro-wrestler...I tried it...and once I started I didn’t wanna stop...After working with Ted Turned and him telling me I’d never be a main eventer...and that no one would pay to see me in as a headlining wrestler...I was a little discouraged...but I got a call from Vince...and the rest as they say is history.”


I laughed and said, “I bet Ted Turner is just kicking himself in the head right now.  I have to confess I used to watch you a few years ago...and I was quite impressed because you’re billed as a giant in the wrestling industry...but you don’t move like one...your agile, and fast...and well you remind me of a watch your pry long enough to know what they are going to do, then you strike when they are at their most vulnerable and bam...finished.”


I walked over and pulled clothes out of my suitcase and said, “You don’t mind if I shower first do you Mr. Callaway?”  He laughed and said, “I won’t as long as you stop calling me mister...Just call me’re supposed to be my wife...if someone he’s you calling me mister the jig will be up.”  I smiled and said, “Okay Mark...I’m going to go shower...I’ll be right out.” 


Mark nodded as he plopped on one of the double beds and turned the news on.


Mark was leaning back on the bed when the bathroom door opened and Alyssa walked out in Black shorts and a tank top.  Mark groaned inwardly...This was going to be tougher then he thought trying to stay in the same hotel and pretending this woman was his wife...when he really wanted to treat her like a wife and fuck her brains out right now.


Mark felt himself get hard and he jumped up from the bed and said, “Well...I guess I’ll go shower now...make yourself comfortable...”  ‘Damn it why does she have to have a boyfriend...This sucks.’


I looked over at Mark and said, “Okay...thanks.”  I plop on the bed and can’t believe how sexy Mark is...No wonder he’s got hordes of women falling at his could orgasm from one word of his sexy southern accented voice...I should know, I almost did.  Which was why I took a shower...


I was in total need of a wet nap and a fresh pair of panties...but then again who the hell wouldn’t need a wet nap and fresh panties after looking at that man.  ‘DAMN...this is going to be harder then I thought...too bad we can’t play house for real...I’d love for him to fuck my brains out right now.’


Chapter 7


About 4 months later, Alyssa was getting on Mark’s nerves...the feeling of wanting to fuck her brains out was replaced by the feeling of wanting to toss her ass into a ring full of big ass wrestlers and letting them use her as practice. 


I knew I’d been getting on Mark’s nerves with all my rules and regulations...but hey it was keeping him alive so far. 


Mark really had had it with miss know it all...She had way too many rules for him to follow...and he was getting tired of her chaperoning him around like a fuckin’ child.  Mark waited until she was in the shower this morning and took off...He left a note at the front desk, that said he’d be at the arena...and he’d meet her there. 


He took off on his bike...knowing full well him leaving put him in danger...but the last few weeks were on his nerves...he just needed to ride around Scot free for 2 minutes.


I got out of the shower and walked into the bedroom in a towel...I noticed Mark’s bag was missing...I walked over and looked out into the sitting area and no Mark...I checked around the hotel and still no Mark.  I called down to the front desk and got an ‘I’m sorry Mrs. Callaway but your husband checked out and said he’d meet you at the arena.’


I was going to kill me one redneck undertaker. 


I took off getting dressed in a mad mile dash...and stuffing my shit into my bag.  I ran down 13 flights of steps instead of waiting for the laggin’ ass elevator and then out to my rental car. 


I drove at practical break neck speeds to get to the arena.  I pulled in and saw Mark’s Titan sitting near the back door...I was so pissed I really wanted to walk by and kick the fucker over...but decided kicking would consist of my foot in Mark’s stubborn ass.


I walked down the back stage hallways, and found Lisa Marie…or better know as the resident WWE Psycho Diva Victoria…I said, “Hey Lisa, Have you seen my husband anywhere?” 


She said, “Oh yea…Mark is down in the ring sweetie…With that new dish Nathan Jones.”  I smiled and said, “I’ll remember that when I see the dish later.”  She winked at me and took off down to the gym in the arena.


I walked down to the ring and said, “Um…Excuse me Mr. Callaway.” 


Mark knew it was her…the robo bitch…Mark felt himself cringe and then felt his temper rise as the guys sitting around the ring laughed at her calling him Mr. Callaway…A few even said ‘Oh you’re in for it now with your old lady Taker.’…


Mark zipped around and clenched his teeth together and said, “Yes DEAR?”  I swaggered up to the ring and said, “Darling you left me at the hotel all by my lonesome…something BAD could’ve happened.”  Mark said, “Yes but darlin’ you’re married to me…no fool in his right mind would THINK of messin’ with you…you could whip anyone’s ass.”


A voice said, “I’ll have to mess with her then sometime I’d love for her to whip my ass…I’ll bring the whips and chains if you’ll bring the handcuffs Aly.”  I looked over at David Bautista and swung my hip to the side while placing my hand on my hip and said, “Bring it on big man.”


Mark’s voice dropped…like he was talking from his nut sake as he popped David in the arm and said, “That’s my wife you’re talking to like that boy.”  David put his hands up in defense and Mark looked down at me…He said, “You want to hash this out now?”  I put my hands on my hips very defiantly and said, “For the sake of…divorce or death which ever comes first…yes.” 


Mark got out of the ring and hopped off the apron and quirked his finger at me and said, “Come with me…now.”  I saluted him and said, “Yes Captain Weenie.”  This earned rowdy arena laughter from all the other guys down by the ring.


Chapter 8


I followed Mark up the ramp and as soon as we disappeared behind the curtain, Mark grabbed my hand and jerked me down the hall.  I felt something snap in my hand and wrist…Burning, pinching pain was radiating through my hand and wrist up my forearm…


I wanted to cry…but as a Navy SEAL…you are taught no crying no matter what it shows the enemy weakness…even from women.  Mark shoved open his dressing room door and swung me around and into the room while slamming it shut and glaring at me. 




I paced around the room a little more…I said, “Look Mark, I realize you’re not the biggest fan of me having to tag a long with you and I’m not being cocky but I’m telling you the truth…if he decides to ever come after you…I can keep you from getting killed…you’ve got to trust me on this…I might look like a teenager, but I’ve been in the Navy SEALS long enough to know how to handle what I’m doing.”


All of a sudden a booming “SHUT UP!”  From Mark’s mouth rang through the dressing room.  I jumped at his booming voice. 


Mark said, “I don’t care if this guy kills me or not...I don’t want you coming around when I’m in the ring...I earned years of respect and get respect from every person who works here cause I’ve been here the longest...and what was going on out there just now, was anything short of respect.  When it comes to these arenas and the rings it’s my motto It’s My Yard...When someone comes into my arena or ring, I don’t ask them for anything but respect...I don’t know how you’ve gotten as far as you have as a Navy SEAL, because you don’t know what respect is.”


Mark scoffed and said, “Wait...I should know how you’ve gotten as far in the SEALS as you have...I saw how you was towards your Lieutenant Commander...You’ve probably fucked every guy from the little mop pusher up to the Admiral on every boat the damn Navy has to offer...Well guess what honey...this is one ship you can’t fuck to get your way with.”


I looked at Mark and said, “Well...Admiral Asshole...I think you’ve made yourself quite clear...but just to set the record straight...I went through 6 weeks of SEALS training, plus 4 extra weeks of POW training...I beat out 25 men in my training section...I made Lieutenant on my own...I was the first woman Navy SEAL on a base full of men where women only worked behind the desk...I’m not a pencil pusher...but I am a stickler for rules and regulations...And that’s the part you hate being a grown man and having to depend on a woman with rank in the military...well Mr. Callaway, get used to it...because if you don’t start listening to me, so help me God...If your stalker doesn’t get to you first...I’ll put a bullet in your head myself...and you’ll disappear never to be found again...How’s that for your respect?”


I walked around Mark and stopped and said, “By the way...You hurt me...not only physically by with your mouth also...If I ever hear you utter words about how you think I got my rank in the military...We will come to blows...and I’ll win.  And as for fucking you to get my way...What makes you think your old little broken down row boat can match any of the ships I’ve been with?  I’ll be at the Emergency Room if you need anything...Seems someone pulled on my arm just hard enough to snap something.”


Mark stood there and watched as the little bit of nothing girl walked out of his dressing room...she should have kicked his all rights everything he said and insinuated and was disrespectful to her about saying she used sex to get to her current rank...Mark knew he got off way easier then he should have...She could have torn his ass up one side and down the other.  But Mark snapped out of it and finally realized she’d said he’d hurt her verbally and physically.  He noticed she was favoring her right hand and wrist while stalking around the room giving him an ass ripping.


Mark decided to just go back to the hotel and wait for her to get there...he needed to apologize for the things he’d said to her.  He was in the wrong...he was usually never wrong about anything...but this time he knew he was...and the only thing that gave it away was the fact of how she looked him right in the eye and said she was going to put a bullet in his head...especially when she was doing her damndest to keep his sorry ungrateful ass alive.


I walked into the hotel room, after being at the hospital for 3 x-rays and for them to finally tell me, I had a broken finger, a sprained wrist and a strained muscle in my forearm.  The put a white hard Velcro wrist and hand restraint on my right hand and gave me some pain killers.


The room was completely pitch black...All of a sudden a light was turned on...I spun around with my gun in my left hand ready to fire...when I came face to face with Mark sitting on the couch with a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand.  I looked at him and slowly lowered my gun as I pushed the safety back on and holstered it.


In a low barely audible voice Mark said, “We need to talk.”  I looked at him and stood there and said, “So talk.”  Mark said, “No, sit down please...We really need to talk.” 


Chapter 9


I walked around and sat in the chair next to the couch.  Mark sat on the edge of the couch with his elbows resting on his knees...and sighed heavy.


Mark said, “Alyssa, I want to apologize for my was unwarranted and uncalled for...I should of never said those appalling and degrading things to you...You’re right...I’m an old fashioned kind of guy...I still believe that men protect the women...not the other way around...I’m not expecting a tiny girl like you to take care of someone my size...because it just seems absurd...I still believe that if a man finds a woman attractive, he should ask her out and not the other way around.  The fact that you’re a woman of rank in the military impresses shows me you’ve got respect for everyone and that you’ve got the maturity to handle any situation.”


Mark sighed heavy again, he stood up and started walking around the room and continued, “I have been rather immature all day today...I’m some what temperamental...and sometimes it blows completely through the roof...In the 34 years that I’ve been a live, I’ve never raised my hand to a woman in anger or for any other reason...Even though there are a few who did rank right up there that could make me flip my top and wanna smack them...I never have...I’m ashamed of myself for hurting you...I might not have raised my hand to you but jerking you around like a rag doll is unacceptable.  I realize to military standards you’re not fragile china...but when a man my size yanks you around by any certain part of your body there is bound to be some type of injury.”


He stopped in front of the sliding glass doors and pushed his hands into his pockets...he said, “I am taking full responsibility for your injuries, and I’ve also taken care of your medical bills that I’m sure have grown in number for the last couple of hours that you was at the ER...I would however like to keep this discreet...I would prefer you not tell everyone that I injured you.  There are enough rumors about me in the Non-wrestling world...and a few in the wrestling world that I can’t seem to escape...I would hate for this to enter either category.”


I nodded and said, “Okay Mark.”  Mark said, “Now what bout this ‘old little broken down row boat’?”  I couldn’t help but laugh as I stood up and said, “Oh that was just me letting my mouth run away from me again.”  I was about to walk into the bed, when a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me around gently.


Mark pushed the beauty against the door and captured her lips with he lifted her and she wrapped around his waist...his big hands sliding across her ass....he walked into the bedroom bags and suitcases went all over...Mark closed the door and laid on top of her on the bed...


Mark pulled back and pulled her shirt from her body, as she yanked his t-shirt off...Mark started trailing warm wet kisses down her neck and throat to her breasts and nipples...


His lips circled around her right rosy nipple and Alyssa moaned out, “Maark.”  Mark’s hands came up and unbuttoned her jeans and he pulled them down with her panties...he could already smell her arousal...she kicked her boots and socks off and he discarded her jeans and he discarded his jeans. 


Alyssa scooted towards the foot of the bed and took Mark’s massive erection into her tiny hands and stroked him slowly and methodically slid her tongue up his shaft.  Mark groaned he wrapped his hands in her waist length raven hair.  She took his shaft into her warm wet mouth...he was in total heaven...but he was trying to keep himself from exploding in her mouth...he eased himself out of her mouth and laid her back onto the bed and crawled up her soft small framed body, careful not to crush her...


She wrapped her legs around his waist and his erection brushed against her soaking wet center.  Making both of them groan at the friction...Mark slid two fingers into her to make sure she was ready enough for him...he didn’t want to hurt her...He looked up and she bit her bottom lip as her back arched and her center was pushed into his hand...oh yea...she was ready.


Mark moved around and slowly slid his painfully aching erection into her warm wet center...he could feel her stretching and accommodating his shaft...all of his shaft...once fully sheathed Mark sat there for a minute make sure she was fully used to his size...and then slowly started working his hips back and forth and working his erection in and out of her.


Every time he would push into her she would arch her back as though she wanted him deeper.  Mark grabbed her knees and pushed them up and apart and placed his hands on the back of her thighs and as he pushed into her...he felt himself go deeper...she must’ve felt it before cause she moaned low and hard.


Mark lifted her up and pushed her against the wall...and thrusting up...holding onto the wall...She gripped his forearms for Mark kissed and licked down her neck and throat...nipping at her flesh with his teeth and then soothing it with hot kisses...


Mark pulled out of her and she went to the bed and beckoned him with her index finger...she got up on her hands and knees and Mark slid his erection onto her doggy style...this he could handle...he gripped her hips and started thrusting into her like some wild animal...


Her hands touched his as she stood on her knees and came back and traced his lips with her tongue and he pulled her tongue into his mouth with her lips...and she could instantly feel his erection swell to a larger size inside of must’ve turned him on a little more...actually A LOT more...


Mark’s hands went to her breast rolling her nipples and watching them harden...his hand slid along her flat stomach, across her navel...and down to her mound...where he found her clit waiting for contact from him....he started rubbing circles around her clit with one hand and rolling her nipples and caressing her breasts with his other hand...


When her hands touched the bed...Mark could feel her inner walls starting to clamp down around his shaft...Mark leaned over her, pulling her back tight against his chest and kissed along her ear and in a low deep voice said, “You gonna cum for my cock that sweet little pussy of yours gonna cum for me.” 


Alyssa started pushing back against him...the hot air of his breath brushed against her ear and him pumping into her relentlessly, was her undoing as she started cumming instantly...she started off moaning and ended up screaming, “MAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRKKKKKK!!!!!”


Mark felt her cum cover his shaft and as her warm juices coated his erection...he thrusted into her a few more times finally pushing himself all the way into her and throwing his head back with a loud growl he exploded deep inside of her.  For several minutes they could both feel him spurting inside of her still.


They collapsed onto the bed trying to regulate their breathing.


They both managed to fall asleep in each others arms...


Chapter 10


The morning after our brought on by nothing sexfest...I started avoiding Mark...I would protect him...but any chance we were alone...I would find something else to my gun seemed to have worked on keeping him away from me...I was hoping it was cause he was afraid I would shoot him.  No such luck...I know that man wasn’t afraid of nothing. 


The death threats started getting worse and worse and worse...Something was coming...I didn’t know when...but something was coming...


One night on the way to the arena in a rental truck, Mark looked over at me and said, “So are we ever going to discuss what happened between us a few weeks ago.” 


I looked at him and said, “Mark, it was sex.  Granted it was the type of sex you could scream your damn lungs out too...but it was just shouldn’t have all...I don’t regret it...cause it was nice...but let’s be’re a pro-fessional wrestler...I’m a navy SEAL...We lead two different lives, with different friends and people in our lives.  It would be like a fish and a bird getting’s just one of those things that would never happen.”


Mark said, “You’re awfully closed minded...has any one ever told ya that?”  I smiled and said, “Of course...But I’m also thinking because it’s the truth...And we both know it.”  Mark said, “You’re like one of those good-bye girls whose always gonna be afraid of getting in a relationship with someone cause you think they are gonna break your heart or leave ya.”  I said, “Don’t all men usually?”


Mark said, “I never.”  I said, “You were married filed for divorce from your first and second wife.”  Mark said, “It’s also because with my first wife we were too young when we got married...and it just wasn’t second wife was cheating on me...and I wasn’t about to let that stand.”  I said, “That I didn’t know...but still I have just as a demanding career as you would never work out...we’d never see each other.”


We pulled into the parking lot...and were walking up to the back door of the arena...Mark grabbed my arm and pulled me around and said, “Just tell me you don’t feel it.”  I said, “Feel what?”  He said, “The annoying feeling of butterflies, like you’re on your first date...right in the middle of your can’t stop it and somehow you don’t want too...” 


How’d he know that?


Mark pulled me tight against his body and crashed his lips down on top of mine...I was so blinded by the kiss I didn’t even hear the first shot as it rang out through the parking garage...but I felt it...It sliced through the middle of Mark’s bi-cept and then through my shoulder...I shoved Mark behind a concrete wall...I pulled his bandana off his head and tied it around his arm and tossed my cell phone at him.


A bullet ricocheted off the wall and hit Mark in the thigh...Mark hit the ground like a ton of bricks...I pulled my belt off and wrapped it around his leg and then pulled my gun out of my bag.  I looked at him and said, “Call the police and an ambulance...I’m gonna kill the little fucker.” 


Mark grabbed Alyssa’s hand and he said, “Please...Be careful.” 


I leaned down and brushed his lips softly and took off through the arena...the Watcher was on the roof.  I finally got up to the roof and searched around...No one was there...I looked down and there were shell casings on the ground...I picked them up...they were from a Standard Navy Seals Weapon...something that only Navy seals were given.  I picked one up and looked at it.


I looked closer.  And yet closer again...


Engraved along the side it said ‘Mad Dog’...Son of a Bitch...The whole time I was tracking the Watcher he was a guy from my own unit...A lot of the cockier guys had gotten their nick names engraved on their bullets so they could lay clam to enemies they’d shot and killed.  I took off through the arena.


Running as fast as I could...I didn’t think I could run that fast...but I was...I got back outside and was out of sorts and took off around the building...When I got to the back door...Mark was still there...Still bleeding and waiting.  I walked over and said, “I know who it is.”  Mark looked up and said, “Did you kill the son of a bitch?”  I said, “Nope just waiting for him to show himself to me.”


A familiar voice said, “Aly baby.”  I turned around and said, “Oh Mike thank God you’re here...he shot me...he got Mark twice...the fuckin Watcher is around here somewhere...”


I started walking towards my Lieutenant Commander and my lover...and he said, “Oh God...Are you okay baby...where is he?”  I stopped and said, “Here.”  I pulled my gun up and two shots rang out through the parking garage. 


Chapter 11


Mike laid on the ground with two of my bullets in his chest...I walked up and stood on his gun, while targeting his head...Mike looked up at me and said, “How’d you figure it out Aly?”  I threw the casing down on his chest and said, “You left me a small clue there Mad Dog...It was you the whole time wasn’t it...That’s how you knew when to kill, when to run...everything.” 


Mike coughed up blood and said, “Can you blame me...they were going to push me to a desk job because a woman was going to take my place.” 


I said, “Who could take your place.” 


He looked me in the eyes and said, “You Lieutenant...They were going to bump you up to LT commander 3 years ago...but then when you couldn’t catch the watcher...they decided you wasn’t ready for the job...but they said if you ever caught the’d get it.”


I shook my the police and ambulance pulled up...I directed the ambulance to Mark and directed the cops to a very dead Lieutenant Commander Mike Jones of the Navy SEALS...


Mike was right...After his body was laid to rest in his home town...and not Arlington cemetery...they refused to bury a murderer in their cemetery...The Navy offered me to LT commanding position.


I went and saw Mark at the hospital...and then a few times after he’d been released to go home.


I kissed Mark one last time and said my good-byes to him...and walked out of the hospital...trying to forget someone who’d impacted my life more then I cared to admit in such a short amount of time.


- -3 Months Later- -


Admiral Owens looked at me and said, “So you’re really sure about this?”  I smiled and said, “Absolutely sir.  I love the Navy it’s my whole life...”  Admiral Owens held up his hand and said, “No need for explanation...I get it...I fully understand...As long as you do.”  I smiled and said, “Yes sir...Thank you.”


I walked off the Navy base in my plain clothes.


As I got closer to the Silver Chevy Silverado...a tall head stepped out and stood next to the vehicle...I ran over and jumped in the mans arms and said, “I love you Mr. Callaway.”


He kissed my lips softly and said, “I love you too Mrs. Callaway.”


I said, “So...I guess I’m not the good-bye girl anymore.”  Mark said, “Nope...I hope you realize you’re stuck with me now.”  I smiled and said, “Well...Let’s see...I retired from the Navy...Just so we could have a baby in 8 months and have a big family...I think I get it.”



All your life you've waited
For love to come and stay

And now that I have found you
You must not slip away

I know it's hard believin'
The words you've heard before

But darlin' you must trust please
Trust them just once more . . .
'Cause baby


Goodbye doesn't mean forever

Let me tell you goodbye doesn't mean

We'll never be together again

If you wake up and I'm not there
I won't be long away

'Cause the things you do my Goodbye Girl

Will bring me back to you


I know you've been taken
Afraid to hurt again

You fight the love you feel for me
Instead of givin' in

But I can wait forever

Helpin' you to see

That I was meant for love
And you for me 

...So remember


Goodbye doesn't mean forever

Let me tell you goodbye doesn't mean

We'll never be together again

Though we may be so far apart
You still will have my heart

So forget your past my Goodbye Girl

Now you're home at last.

Though we may be so far apart
You still will have my heart

So forget your past my Goodbye Girl

Now you're home at last.


Goodbye doesn't mean forever

Let me tell you goodbye doesn't mean

We'll never be together again

Goodbye doesn't mean forever

Will you remember good-bye

That’s my goodbye girl


The End