CHAPTER TEN
- Change of Plan -

The airport was busy the next morning. Packed with exhausted adults and overactive kids, and with the overwhelming heat not doing much other than to provide an irritation on their sweaty bodies, it was safe to say the general mood was less than stellar.

Peeling her eyes away from the departure board, Eve turned to gloss her gaze over the group sitting in the waiting area. They were all concerned with other things: Cena and Layla were talking, Kofi, Cody and Kaitlyn were playing some sort of card game on the floor, Punk was listening to his music as usual, and Maryse and Mike were arguing about a 'Who Wore It Best?' article in a magazine.

Everyone had something to do apart from AJ, who quickly took it upon herself to get up from her seat and join Eve. "Pretty boring waiting around huh? Wanna go for a walk?"

"Sure. I need to get some water for the flight anyway."

As the twosome disappeared, Maryse nudged Punk in the shoulder to get his attenton. Realising he could only ignore her for so long, he put the track on pause and inclined his head her way. "Yeah?"

"Settle a debate for me. Do you think Mike and Eve should be a couple?"

Beside her, Mike inadvertantly - but comically - did a double take. "What? That's not what we were talking about."

"It is now."

Kaitlyn looked up from her card game to remark, "You definitely should be with Eve. I always thought there was something between you two."

"I'd prefer not to take advice from someone who once thought it was a good idea to make out with Heath Slater."

Cena chuckled before adding in his two cents. "She's got a point though. People talk about it backstage."

"Really?" Mike put in, sounding eerily in-character with his popular catchphrase. "Don't they have anthing else to talk about?"

"Evidently not." Punk stared around, widening his eyes for effect, and went back to his world of punk rock music.

"I've gotta echo his comment." Cody shrugged. "Who cares? It's their personal lives."

In her seat, Layla adjusted herself uneasily. Throughout their relationship, while Cody hadn't hidden her away, he hadn't exactly been as open about it as she was either. He definitely liked his privacy.

Catching her odd gesture, Cena winked at her. "Well if I wanted to be with someone I wouldn't bother to hide it."

"Which brings us back to the question: what are you going to do about Eve?"

"Who says I haven't done anything already?"

Before Maryse could even begin to work herself up into a frenzy about that reply, Eve and AJ returned loaded with shopping and a general hush returned to their area. Kofi, ever the food fanatic, grinned when a box of Red Vines were tossed his way. More food was divided out and soon enough the silence had turned comfortable again and they were all left to reflect on their Las Vegas vacation.

Looking around at their familiar faces, Maryse felt smug. She knew - at least out of the ladies - that she had been the only one who wasn't focused on a man last night. It felt good, it felt glorious, it felt...

"Are you humming the tune to Single Ladies?" Layla asked.

"I love that song - maybe we should play it!" Eve added excitedly a moment later.

"You get that iPod out and there'll be trouble in paradise."

"What's the matter, Kofi? Afraid that once you hear it you won't be able to stop dancing?" AJ teased.

"She has a point." Eve smirked. "I've seen you at the house shows. You shake your booty better than half the divas."

"No way. That honour goes to Mr. Spirit Squad." Cena inputted, referring to Nick Nemeth, stage name Dolph Ziggler.

"Oh yeah. That's kind of creepy now I think about it."

"Right?" Maryse shuddered for effect. "There are some weird characters in this business."

Punk, who had overheard this, snorted quickly. Looking around this group of people, he would be the first to state that they were the odd characters of world wrestling entertainment.

Kaitlyn noticed his gesture and remarked, "We get it, Mr. Straight-Edge, you're the Lone Ranger. Let me ask you something."

"If you must."

"Why did you even come if you were going to spend the whole time being anti-social?"

"I had air miles to use up." He shrugged carelessly. When the others protested his excuse, the current WWE Champion gave his famous crooked grin. "And I wouldn't be quick to judge, Kait, I'm not the one who made out with Slater."

It wasn't so much the repeated joke that had the group in fits of laughter - it was Kaitlyn's reaction every time. Something she soon cottoned onto and cracked a small smile at.

Layla was the one to pity her. "Don't worry, this'll all be a 'What Stays in Vegas' thing. Promise."

"We'll always have the pictures." Reminiscent to having a nostalgic moment, AJ held a hand to her chest.

The gang were in high spirits all the way up to their flight being called and everyone was a little surprised to find, what with all the hangovers and unpleasant surprises, that they would actually miss this place a little bit.

"Too bad we don't have the memories to look back on." Maryse was joking to the girls' as they all gathered up their hand luggage and prepared to leave.

"Whose cell is ringing?" Cena asked suddenly.

After a quick hush, the phone's owner was identified, and Maryse rolled her eyes as she fished it out of her jacket pocket. She just wanted to get on the plane and relax into a comfortable seat. "Yeah?" She answered.

"Yeah, this is Dave from Your Wedding, Your Future. We've got merchandise waiting to be collected here."

"Sorry, what? Can you repeat that?" The others were walking ahead in a group but she stayed behind. She was sure she hadn't heard this right. "Did you say something about a... a wedding?"

"Yup." The man was nonplussed about her surprised reaction. He added, "I'm not sure I've got the right person. You came in with four other women - there were five of you altogether. Completely wasted. Anyway, one of you got married and paid for the merchandise... hats, shirts, pictures, all of that... this was the number written down."

Maryse's heart began to hammer in her chest. "Um, could you tell me who it was that got married? Sorry, I don't remember much from that night. What was the bride's name?"

The answer was given seconds later. Part of her was relieved it wasn't her name that was being called out, but part of her was shocked at who the culprit really was. Her eyes darted to her group of friends. "Holy crap," she muttered quietly. Seemed like them checking their fingers for rings hadn't done away with the drunk wedding idea after all. "Uh, girls..."

AJ, Eve, Kaitlyn and Layla turned around. A few of the guys stopped too.

"You know how we thought we'd worked out everything that happened on our night out?" They nodded, somewhat dubiously at her odd expression, and the blonde began to shake her head helplessly. "I guess we didn't figure it all out. Change of plans, ladies, we've got a whole new mystery to sort out..."

THE END