Chapter One: Introducing 'Hot Ray-Leigh' Copeland

Rayleigh tore through the arena as fast as her six inch heels could carry her, her duffle bag with her persona name 'Hot Ray-Leigh' swinging haphazardly from her shoulder as her long brown hair flew through the air behind her. She couldn't believe what had just happened, what she had just walked in on. Her deep blue eyes growing misty with tears as she ran. How could John do this to her? To HER!

She was the one that spoke to her godfather and brother on his behalf. If it hadn't been for her, they wouldn't have given their relationship a chance at all and would have made sure to talk the writer's into making his on-screen life a living nightmare.

Adam, her older brother, was always protective of her. Growing up in a single parent household with ten years between them, the Copeland siblings we're extremely close and had grown up quite quickly trying to help their mother the best they could. In fact it had been Adam and his best friend, Jay that had gotten her interested in the company in the first place, when they had first started when she was thirteen.

Rayleigh kept running. She couldn't let anyone find her like this. Not when her emotions were getting the best of her. Not Adam, not John, not Jay and definitely not her godfather and COO of the company, Paul. If any of them found her, it would be terrible.

Rayleigh turned the corner towards the exit as fast as she could. She continued running as fast as her feet would carry her until she ran straight into something hard and chiselled, knocking her off her feet and straight onto her ass.

"Oh gods, Rayleigh, are you okay," asked the person, she had just run into, as he offered, his hand to help her up. Looking up, as she got to her feet. Rayleigh sighed in relief, it was just Mike Mizanin.

Seeing the tears in her eyes, Mike's brow furrowed. When they had run into one another earlier, after training, she had been laughing and smiling, with her kayfabe and real life boyfriend John Cena, but now her beautiful blue eyes were a deep red like she had been crying for a while. Mike shook his head, when had he started thinking that Rayleigh's eyes were beautiful.

"Thanks," said Rayleigh, so quietly that Mike barely heard her.

"Are you sure you're okay," he asked her, picking up the duffel bags that had fallen off each of their shoulders when they collided. She rubbed the tears from her eyes, as she took the bag that Mike handed her.

"Yes, just a bad ending to a great day," Rayleigh said, down playing her emotions the best she could. Mike's brow furrowed again.

"Why don't I walk you to your car," Mike asked, as he watched Rayleigh a sob. She shook her head.

"No, its okay, Mike, I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me, just go to your hotel, okay," Rayleigh said, as she tried to push past him. Mike took a deep breath.

"Rayleigh, I'm not stupid okay, I can tell something is bugging you. If you don't want to tell me, that's fine, but you," he paused, pointing at her, taking her duffle bag from her, "are in no position to drive yourself anywhere. And we both know that if Adam or John-"

He stopped as Rayleigh let out a large sob at the mention of her own boyfriend John Cena, so whatever was wrong with her involved John. Mike took another deep breath, now trying to keep himself calm.

"Come on," he said to her, pulling her duffle bag off her shoulder onto his and pulling her into his side. Leading Rayleigh out of the arena doors, Mike led her over to his car.

"Mike, my car," Rayleigh frowned, "I can't leave it here."

"It'll be fine until tomorrow night. I'll drive you back to the hotel tonight." Mike opened the passenger side door of his rental car and helped her in, placing each of the duffle bags into the back seat. Slowly he walked over to the driver's side and got in. Placing the key in the ignition, Mike started the car. As soon as the engine turned over, the radio started and love song filled the air. Rayleigh quickly turned it off. Mike just looked away, and pulled out of the parking space.

The drive to the hotel was quiet, minus for Rayleigh's quiet sobs that she was trying her best and failing to hide from Mike.

Mike pulled into the front of the hotel and walked over to the passenger side, politely opening Rayleigh's door, and grabbing their duffel bags, before handing the keys to the hotel valet. Slowly the pair walked into the hotel and over to the elevator.

"What floor are you on," Mike asked.

"23," she whispered to him. Mike pressed the floor number and each of them watched as the floor number rose higher and higher, until they heard the ding. Rayleigh led him over to her room. Mike handed her, her duffle bag. Grabbing her room key out of her wallet, she let herself inside.

"Thank you," she said, turning to him, her eyes still red, possibly even redder than before.

"No problem," he said, "Are you okay by yourself or would you like me to stay?" Rayleigh looked up at him, silently contemplating his offer until the familiar sound of her brother's ringtone rang through the air, stopping her train of thought.

"Hi Adam."

"Hi Ray. Where are you?"

"I'm back at the hotel. My rental car wouldn't start, so I got a ride from a friend."

"Oh, okay. I just saw your car and just ran into John and he was looking for you…"

"Oh, he was looking for me," Rayleigh said, starting to choke back tears once more, causing Mike to look at her.

"Yeah…hey, are you okay? You sound like you've been crying."

"I'm fine," Rayleigh assured Adam, "Just a little tired, so I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

"Good-" Rayleigh hung up, not letting Adam finish saying goodnight, as she felt a fresh wave of tears come over her. Mike watched as fresh tears clouded her blue eyes and a new wave of sobs wracked her body. He had never seen her like this, except for those rare times where she was fake crying for the benefit of the WWE fans, but this crying, this was real emotion. Mike stood there awkwardly for a few seconds before he pulled her into his arms and allowed Rayleigh to cry into his chest, walking her backwards into the hotel room, so no one would see her like this.

Nudging the door closed with his foot, Mike leaned against it, Rayleigh still sobbing into his chest, her tears soaking his t-shirt. Sliding down the door and onto the floor, Mike just sat there, rubbing his hand up and down Rayleigh's back. He was so confused. What had happened to cause this? What had John done to make her cry in the first place? And what had Adam said for her to start crying again?

Neither one of them knew how long they had been sitting on the floor by the door, it could have been just a few minutes to a couple of hours. Rayleigh was now only sniffling.

"Do you want to talk about it," Mike asked, as he continued to rub his hand up and down Rayleigh's back, hoping that it was a sense of comfort for her. Rayleigh sniffled again, before shaking her head.

"I just want to get some sleep and hopefully tomorrow will be a better day," she replied. Mike nodded and helped her stand up, before standing up himself. Walking over to her suitcase, Rayleigh pulled out a pair of pyjama shorts and a tank top.

"I'm sorry, if I'm keeping you from any plans," Rayleigh said, as she walked over to the bathroom to change. Mike shook his head.

"No, no, no. You weren't keeping me from anything. I was probably just going to watch some TV, before going to bed," Mike assured her. She was already having a terrible night, and he didn't want to make her even more upset, when there was nothing for her to be upset about when it concerned him.

"Really," Rayleigh asked, "The Awesome Miz, was just going to watch some boring late night television, before going to sleep? What would your fans think of that?" Rayleigh offered him, her best smile as she walked out of the adjacent bathroom. Mike laughed.

"Yeah, probably wouldn't live up to the awesome hype, but hey, we've got a show tomorrow, I'm going to need as much rest as I can get, especially since I have a match tomorrow," Mike said, causing Rayleigh to smile a little once again, as she got her bed ready to sleep in. Mike watched her as she walked around the room.

"Do you want me to leave," he asked, as she continued to get ready for bed.

"Did you know that the fans use to call me E&C's personal cheerleader," she said, changing the subject. Mike was a little confused by the change in subject.

"Really?"

"Yeah, back when I started following them around, before I started with the WWE, I would join them in the ring for their five second pose," Rayleigh explained, fluffing her pillows. Mike smiled.

"Oh yeah, I use to watch you doing that," Mike said, leaning against the wall opposite where the bed was.

"People actually thought, something was going on between Jay and I," Rayleigh said.

"Was there?"

"No," Rayleigh said, "I mean, there could have been if I didn't see him as an older brother, but it would be like incest. I mean he was there with Adam when I was born, so it's like weird."

"To be honest," Mike said, "I was one of those people." Rayleigh looked at him shocked.

"Really," she asked, "What gave you that idea?" Mike shrugged.

"I don't know," Mike answered, "I guess it was just like you and him were always hugging and you looked pretty close." Rayleigh smiled, giggling a little. Mike looked at Rayleigh smiling a little bit. After all the tears that had fallen, the sound of Rayleigh giggling was a welcome change.

"We are close," Rayleigh confirmed, "Adam and Jay always took care of me, while mine and Adam's mom was working. We're like family."

The pair continued to talk until Rayleigh's eyes began to close. Mike smiled at her, as he saw a small yawn escape her mouth. Rayleigh continued to talk though. Telling him all about how Adam and her were doing this not just to fulfil their dreams, but because they want their mom to never have to worry about putting food on her table ever again.

It wasn't long before Rayleigh was yawning more and more. Mike smiled, as he gathered her into his arms, lifting her off the couch that they had been sitting on. Rayleigh lay her head against Mike's shoulder as he walked her over to her bed, laying her down gently and pulling the blanket over her, and turning out the light on the side table. Before he could walk away however, Rayleigh grabbed his t-shirt.

"Stay," she whispered to him, "Please." Mike nodded and pulled down the blanket as Rayleigh moved over, allowing Mike to lie down in the bed beside her. Mike had every intention to lie on one side, while Rayleigh lay on the other, but Rayleigh had other plans. As soon as Mike lay down, Rayleigh snuggled against his side and laid her head against his chest. Mike looked down at her slightly surprised, but unfazed, as he wrapped an arm around her.

"Thank you," she whispered to him, "For everything today."

"It's no problem." Mike and Rayleigh lay quietly in the dark hotel room, slowly falling asleep and it was as sleep overtook Mike that he heard Rayleigh speak.

"He cheated on me," he heard her whisper, "with Kaitlyn."

John Cena was walking through the lobby of the hotel looking for Rayleigh, he had gotten completely caught up with Kaitlyn that he had forgotten that he and Rayleigh had plans tonight. They were suppose to go for dinner at a local café that Rayleigh had found and liked the last time they were here, but then she disappeared from the arena. Not even her own brother, Adam, knew where she was, and even if he did, he wouldn't have told John. They had never been on the best of terms. He quickly stalked up to the check-in desk.

"Excuse me," he said, causing the hotel manager to look at him, "Could you please tell me, what room Rayleigh Copeland is in." The manager nodded, before turning to the computer and looking through their bookings.

"Room 2305," he answered the man. John nodded, thanking the man before walking towards the elevators, where he ran into Adam.

"John," Adam greeted, as the elevator doors opened.

"Adam." Both men stepped into the elevator and reached for the 23rd floor button.

"Visiting Ray," they both said, at the same time to one another. John nodded at the same time Adam did.

"Just want to make sure she was okay," Adam explained, "When I spoke to her earlier, she sounded like she had been crying." John looked straight ahead. Rayleigh had been crying. On the inside he started panicking. Had she saw Kaitlyn and him? Was that why she had disappeared from the arena, forgetting all about their plans? Adam and John were silent as the elevator rose to the 23rd floor. Neither one of them were looking at each other, until the elevator doors opened. And they both walked towards the hotel room of the girl that they were both looking for. John looked anywhere, but at Adam, because if Rayleigh had indeed saw him and Kaitlyn, then there would be Hell to pay. Adam raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Rayleigh jolted awake alongside Mike when they heard a knocking at the door. Rayleigh looked at the alarm clock on the side table and saw that read close to midnight. Mike flicked on the light as Rayleigh walked towards the door. She opened it only a fraction, to see both Adam and John standing there waiting for her.

"What are you doing here," she whispered to John, completely ignoring her brother.

"We just came to check on-"

"Not you, Adam," Rayleigh said, continuing to look at John, a glare now graced her beautiful features and it was then that Adam put two and two together. The sound of her almost crying, her rental car not starting and getting a ride from a friend back to the hotel, while John was looking for her and the way John didn't want to look at him.

"What did you do," Adam turned towards John, now ignoring his sister, the anger evident on his face. John began to speak, but Rayleigh cut him off with a ferocious glare.

"No need for you to tell him," Rayleigh said, as she crossed her arms in front of her, "I'll tell you exactly what I saw. I opened the door to his change room, after I got finished changing, and I saw him with Kaitlyn in his lap and they were making out and then…then…then I heard about how he was going to leave me at the end of the week." As Rayleigh finished speaking, she broke into sobs once more, hugging herself tightly as she fell to her knees. Adam look at John angrily, pushing against his shoulders with his right pointer finger.

"I told you," he snapped at him, "I told you that if you ever, EVER, hurt my baby sister you would regret it. And now I hear that not only did you hurt her, but you hurt her by cheating on her." Adam continued to push at John, now getting more aggressive.

"You were suppose to take care of her," Adam snapped again, pushing John against the wall this time, causing a loud bang to echo through the hallway, causing several doorways to open, and several of their fellow superstars and divas began to look onto what was developing. Hearing the bang, Mike walked out and stood in the doorway, until he saw Rayleigh on her knees, sobbing. He gathered her in his arms and took her back into the hotel room, away from the fight that was now escalating.

"Shh," he soothed, as Rayleigh continued to sob into his chest.

"I can't believe you," shouted a new voice, causing Rayleigh to look up her eyes wide.

"Oh no," Rayleigh said, walking back over to the hotel room door, to see the two-man shouting match had now escalated to a three on one shouting match in the middle of the hotel hallway.

"Rayleigh trusted you, and this was how you treated her," shouted Rayleigh and Edge's godfather Triple H, getting ready to punch him.

"Hunter, Adam, Jay" Rayleigh shouted now having enough of this, "All three of you need to calm down."

"But," Adam said, holding John by the collar of his shirt, "He cheated on you, he needs to pay."

"And he can pay in the ring," Rayleigh said, "Now can everyone please go back to their rooms, I would like to be able to cry in peace and not worry about everyone attacking one another right now." Tears were once again clouding her vision as Mike came to stand beside, causing Adam to look at him.

"And just what are you doing in my younger sister's hotel room," he said, letting go of John Cena's collar, starting to stalk towards Mike. Rayleigh stood between them.

"Adam," she said, pushing his chest, "He was helping me, okay. I ran into him after I found out and he was helping me, nothing for you to worry about."

A/N: Hi Everyone,

Ever since last Monday on RAW 1000, I've had this little bunny hopping around in my head. Let me know what you think.

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