Professional At All Times

The Next Morning

CASSIE P.O.V.

I wake up to Brock struggling, in the bed. I sit up and look over at him. He had pain written all over his face. He soon started to toss and turn. He started to mumble somethings, so I lean in closer.

"Cassie... Cassie where... where are you? Cassie!" He said shooting up. He looks left and then looks right. "Casie!" He launches at me and wraps his arms around my waist. "Thank God you're alive."

"Brock what's wrong?"

"I had this dream... and"

"Brock correction, it's a nightmare."

"Ha well it was like last night, but instead of you having a gun, Randy had a gun. He stated that if you say no to him, he'll kill you."

"I said no didn't I?"

"Yes... you did." I see a tear fall down his check. This was the first time I ever had seen him broken down like that. He leans back and rests his back on his pillows. He hung his head like he was extremely upset.

"Brock, hey look at me, I would never do that. I would get the gun out of his hand before he could shot me. Sweetheart, I ain't going anywhere..." Suddenly my phone buzzes. I look at it and see Nikki texted me.

I text saying I can't make it to the breakfast. "Like I said I ain't going nowhere." I lay down and curl up next to him.

I feel him turn around and wrap his arm around my waist. "If you want to go to the breakfast then you can. I'll be fine.. owe."

I look up at him. "I don't think so." I get up and out of the bed. I walk to the bathroom and grab a washcloth. I wet it with warm water, and walk back out. I get back into the bed and move Brock's jaw to where I could see the massive bruise and cut.

I lay the cloth on his jaw and he jerks. "Okay owe. What did you put on that thing?"

"Just warm water. You baby."

"Hey Brock Lesnar ain't no baby. Bring it baby girl." I lay it back on his jaw and yes he did jerk but he stopped soon after. I cleaned up his jaw and covered it up. I walked out to the kitchen and grab a cup of coffee. I go to the living room and sit down. I turn on the tv, and Vince was on it.

"What can you say about Randy Orton's actions these past few days, with Ms. Keith?"

"I have no words as to respond to Mr. Orton's actions. All I have to say is that when Wrestlemania is over he will be suspended for a full year. As for Cassie Keith I hope she's fine and doing well."

"I also overheard that the WWE's Beast Incarnate, Brock Lesnar, was also involved."

"Yes he was, but it was only because he was protecting Ms. Keith and I am very grateful that he did. Before I never really cared for Brock, but now that he has shown better emotions towards the WWE and to coworkers."

I turn to see Brock over my shoulder. "He only likes me because of you? Wow shows how much of a boss he truly is." I see him walk off to the bedroom. I walk in after him. I see him sitting on the bed, facing the window.

"Brock what's wrong?"

"I thought that Vince liked me for my performances, not you."

"So I'm guessing that your feelings for me changed?"

I see him look at me, but doesn't say a thing. "Well Brock my feelings for you deepened. Over the week that I have known you, I have loved you more and more. You are the reason why I even came to this business, not John or my legacy. It was you!" I say getting up and walking out of the room.

BROCK P.O.V.

"It was you!" Cassie said getting up. Why did I just sit there? I should have gone after her. I get up and walk out to the living room. I see her sitting on the couch. I grab my jacket and see a note in my pocket.

"Where you going?" Cassie asks.

"Out. I need to clear somethings up with a few people."

"Okay just don't get into any trouble."

"I won't. You should know me buttercup."

I walk out and to the truck. I drive off to Vince's office. I walk inside and to the front desk. "Tell Vince his 11 o'clock is here." I ordered the front desk lady.

"Yes sir. His office is on the top floor."

"Thanks."

I don't take the elevator and up to the fifth floor. I walk out and to his desk. "Brock what are you doing here?"

"Why don't you like me?"

"Because of your attitude towards this business and to the other wrestlers. Men and women. You are so ignorant and you never care for anyone but you."

"What's the real reason as to why you like me now?"

"Cassie Keith. I brought her in, because I figured you two can become friends and more than friends soon after. I figured by having her here, you could treat the other wrestlers differently."

"Ha yeah nice try."

"Okay smart ass, here's how things are going to work out... Once whoever wins at Wrestlemania, your contract is up and then you have a month to decide if you're going to come back or not."

"What?"

"Yeah. So do some thinking Brock and we'll go from there."

"What if I don't go back?"

"Cassie will then be put in a screen play relationship with Seth Rollins."

"What? I don't think so."

"Then stay, but even if you do stay, I'll be putting Cassie in The Authority and she will be going against you."

"Oh hell no!"

"Then do some thinking Brock."

"I will."

I walk out of the room and out of the building. I get to my truck and to the hotel. I walk into the room and see Cassie asleep on the bed. We had to be in Florida, for Wrestlemania, so I pack her stuff and mine. I put the bags in the truck and grab Cassie. I put her in the passenger side and leave for Florida.

We were going to drive so...