Just last week after Triple H was released from his contract Batista went down to the ring saying how both he and Flair thought that someday The Game would make his return. Naturally Trish came down to the ring telling him to move on, but before Batista could muster up a reply Christian came down to the ring challenging Batista to six person tag match, with him choosing two partners and Christian would choose two of his own. Batista quickly chose Mister Nyman and Flair. Who did Christian choose? His wife Kaylee and Trish. Things were not looking good for Evolution and Mister Nyman.
The scene opens up in the parking lot of the O2 Arena which will be hosting this week's WGEF Raw. As the sun starts to set alongside the arena a cool breeze fills the sky offering a token of relief to the thousands of fans waiting outside. The camera pans the parking lot and a bar comes across the bottom of the screen announcing they are indeed in London, England. Seeing the camera filming them the crowd lets out a massive cheer showing that they are ready to go inside. As the camera continues to pan the crowd a long white stretch limo pulls alongside the front doors. The limo comes to a stop and the driver gets out, dressed in his usual black formal suit with white dress shirt, and then walks around to the back doors. He opens the rear door and one of the people slides out, stepping straight into the camera's view. It's Deacon Havok the boyfriend of Raw General Manager Trish Stratus, who joins him seconds later. The crowd gives out its friendly welcome for the Queen of Stratusfaction. That being the usual slut chant accompanied by a round of boos. Trish can hear their reaction and scowl as she looks around at all of them. The crowd goes nuts at seeing two of the biggest stars in the company before having been seated. Security manages to hold every single fan back giving both Trish and Deacon ample room to step away from the limo. As they do the driver closes the door behind them. He then walks around to the rear of the limo to retrieve both Trish and Deacon's bags. When he reaches the rear of the limo he opens the trunk and gets out both of the couples bags. Moments later he closes the trunk then walks back around to the back door. He comes up behind Trish; Deacon stretches around her for the bags and flings them on his shoulders. After Deacon takes the bags the driver walks back around the limo heading towards the driver's door. Trish and Deacon stand there for a few seconds before making their way to the arena. Deacon pauses to adjust the bags on his shoulders then slips his hand around Trish's left hand. Trish leans her head against his shoulder with a warm smile on her face. As they continue towards the arena one of the make fans pushes his way past security racing towards Trish and Deacon. Once he reaches them he holds out an autograph book and pen. Trish shoots him an evil glare then shoves him away. The young man stumbles back before falling on his ass. Both Trish and Deacon burst out in laughter at the young man's expense before continuing to the arena. As they reach the double doors the security guards hold the doors open allowing them to walk inside. They walk into the hall still hand in hand through a second batch of security guards. After getting past them they continue down the hall in search of a place where they can get a few moments of peace. They walk around the bend in the hall noticing the peaceful silence and walk over towards the wall. Deacon sits the bags down on the floor then looks up at Trish who has a concerned expression on her face.
Trish Stratus: If those bags are too heavy to carry I am capable of carrying my own bag ya know?
Deacon Havok: Relax babe these bags aren't as heavy as they seem to be. I just needed to stop for a few seconds and get them readjusted.
Trish Stratus: If you ask me they look a little heavy but it’s your shoulder that has to carry it.
Deacon Havok: Don’t you have more to be concerned about other than a couple of bags being too heavy to carry? You’ve got your match on Raw against Evolution and Mister Nyman to worry about.
Trish scoffs.
Trish Stratus: You really need to take a break from focusing on the Rumble, it’s starting to affect your sense of reality. Evolution couldn’t win this if Kaylee, Christian and myself went in there with one hand tied behind our backs. Their only hope is if Nyman decides to show up and even that isn’t going to help them any. One of us alone could beat him.
Deacon Havok: Well of course you could. I was just saying that you have that to worry about instead worrying about these bags being to heavy.
Trish Stratus: Fair enough. I just don’t see why I should give this any thought. This is going to be one of the easiest matches I’ve had in awhile. Batista and Flair couldn’t fight their way out of a wet paper bag if it had a whole in it with directions showing them where the hole was. I could go into this match tomorrow night half asleep and still win.
Deacon Havok: That’s true but about the time you don’t focus on them even the slightest bit even someone as shitty as Evolution could manage to pull something on you. Then there’s Nyman. The guy may not be in our league but he’s at least got some talent. If anything you should be giving him some thought.
Trish Stratus: Have you been hanging around Karen? You sound just like her. I know I should be focusing on at least Nyman if anything but considering I have two of the small collection of great wrestlers as a tag partners Nyman doesn’t have a prayer. Besides, I went through hell against Angle to win my Intercontinental Title and if I could get past him so easy I don’t see Nyman as any more than a mild exercise. If he even bothers to show and judging from the looks of it, it’s not likely. I would much rather spend the day with you watching you train. Come on�?let me.
Deacon shakes his head and laughs.
Deacon Havok: How can I say no to that?
Trish holds Deacon’s hand in hers as they make their way down the hall to their locker room as the scene ends.
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