Poor B. Here she was lying in bed, her foot in a
cast and propped on a
couple of pillows. She had already watched three
movies and was getting
bored out of her mind. All her plans for
Christmas were now shot to
hell. Usually at times like this she would come
up with a short fan fic
story, but with Edge still out, Rock doing
movies, and Taker out there just
was no inspiration to write.
The phone rang. It was Cat. "Just called to see
how you were." B told
her of the situation. "I know all too well that
feeling. Wouldn’t it be a
hoot if Edge or Rock would show up," Cat
commented.
"What I wouldn’t give for that," B said. "But we
know that will never happen."
B told the girls on the list the same thing.
"Yeah, too bad," Jade said.
Now, the list knew that there were some who were
members of the list but
never said anything. And they knew that some
were wrestlers, some were
people who happened to check groups lists on the
web to see what they were
talking about. These same people knew that B had
a web site and were
always checking it to see what updates she had
done as they were very
impressed by its setup, especially the pics of
the wrestlers and, sometimes
the fan fic that was written. One of these
'people' was reading the emails
with great interest, knowing that B was a big fan
of Edge and the Rock . . . especially the Rock. By coincidence, this very
person happened to know the
Rock and where he was at the time.
Part 2
Rock was in Tennessee working on his new movie
and had gone to his trailer
to take a short nap before resuming filming. He
hadn’t slept long when he
heard a knock on his trailer door. "Go away! I
want to sleep for a bit."
"Rock, there’s a phone call for you. It’s from
the WWE."
"Wonder what they want?"
Rock followed the worker to the director’s
trailer and picked up. "Rock
here. Hey, man, hadn’t heard from you in a while.
What’s going on?" Rock
listened as his friend explained . "She’s a big
fan of yours, Rock. How
‘bout it?"
"She’s a big fan of mine, huh?"
"She really is."
"Okay. Why not? Anything for the Rock’s fans.
You got her address?"
"No, but I’ll get it somehow. I’ll call you
back."
Part III
"Now, how am I going to get her address without
her becoming
suspicious?" Rock’s friend got back on the
computer. He knew B had moved
and hadn’t put her new address on the web.
"Hmmm, she moved to Florida,
but where?"
One day one of the secretaries happened to
deliver some papers to his
office and found him preoccupied and didn’t
notice her at first. Without
making it obvious she looked at his computer
screen and noticed he was
checking emails from what looked to be a web
group fan list. She saw it
was the anything-Undertaker list.
Whether it was just fate or pure luck, she
happened to know who ran the
list as she was a good friend of hers. "Damn,
can’t think of how to find
her without letting them know," he said out loud.
Finally he noticed her
standing there. "Oh, sorry," and took the
envelope from her.
"I couldn’t help but notice your computer
screen," she said. "I know who
runs the list."
He turned. "You do?"
"Sure. I’ve known B for a long time."
He thought why not tell her. "Too bad I can’t
find her address." >br>
"I know her address," she said. "I was meaning
to fly down and see her."
"When?"
"At least a couple of days before Christmas. You
and the Rock could come
Christmas Day. I’ll just have to be ready with
the smelling salts. It’s
for sure she’ll pass out when she sees him," she
laughed.
"Perfect."
Rock smiled when he heard the plan. "I’ll be
there around 3:00."
Part IV
B was happy to see her friend and they spent the
next couple of days
reminiscing about old times. Christmas Day B
noticed her friend was a
little more excited than usual. "Why so
excited?" B asked.
"Well, I have a very special Christmas present
for you."
"Where is it?"
"It hasn’t come yet," she replied. "It should be
here in a little while."
B settled herself on the couch and propped her
leg on the pillows. Around
3:00 there was a knock. Her friend answered the
door. "B, close your eyes
for a minute."
"What for?"
"Just close them for a bit." Her friend motioned
the visitors in.
"Okay, you can open them."
B opened her eyes. She rubbed her eyes to see if
it was real. There was
the Rock, with his friend, smiling that beautiful
smile he was so noted
for. He came over to the couch and sat next to
her and took her hand. B’s
mouth dropped to her chin. Her voice left her as
he put her hand to his
lips and kissed it. "Hello B. The Rock wanted
to come by and wish you a
Merry Christmas." The sound of his smooth, sexy,
voice made her skin break
out in goose bumps all over. The Rock smiled. B
still could not speak.
Her friend shook her shoulder. "B?"
"Huh," B replied dazed.
"Give her a minute," her friend said. She gave
Rock a permanent
marker. "Could you sign her cast?"
Rock took the marker and wrote his name in big
letters on her cast. B
watched as he slowly signed her cast. "It really
is you! How?"
"Let’s say Santa told me," he replied, showing
his pearly whites.
B’s friend got her camera out. "Okay, let’s get
a couple of shots. B,
think you can set up straight?"
Rock got off the couch and helped B into an
upright position, then sat very
close with his arm around her. B put her head on
his shoulder as her
friend snapped away. It was time for the Rock to
leave, but not before
giving her a kiss on the cheek, which her friend
got a picture of.
"Thank you," B said, wishing the Rock could stay
longer.
"Anything for one of my biggest fans," he said,
then cocked his brow as he
went out the door.
"Well, how was that?" her friend asked.
"OH MY GOD!" B exclaimed. "To think he came here
to see me! I’ll never
forget it ever!"
"As soon as I get the pictures developed, I’ll
have one of them blown up
for your wall."
"Christmas day didn’t turn out so bad after all.
I think I’ll take a small
nap." She laid back on the couch and closed her
eyes, a big smile on her
face as she again felt his lips on her cheek.