"No!" the diva cried.  "I told you, I hate those things...I haven't been on a roller coaster since I was twelve, and I vowed I'd never go on one again!"

"Aw, come on, don't be such a chicken - Amy's going on it..."

"She's also known for doing moonsaults, which I wouldn't even attempt to do.  Sorry, Jay, but you're not going to win this one," Nora stated firmly.  She yanked her hand from his and crossed her arms under her breasts as she stared at him with a tiny pout he found adorable.

"Oh, all right!" the Canadian finally relented.  "Fine - you two go on...if she's not going, I'm not going."

Adam smirked at his best friend as he slipped his hand into Amy's.  "You can still go on," he said tauntingly.  "What?  You need her to hold your hand?"

"Oh, shut up - go enjoy the ride..."

The redheaded diva's laughter trailed behind her as Adam pulled her over to the line for the roller coaster after giving his best friend a shrug.

Jay stared after Nora as she walked a little ways to a bench and sat down.  After a beat, he followed her, putting his arm around her.  Her arms were still crossed, and, to his surprise, she actually looked annoyed.

"What?"

"Nothing..."

"Oh, come on, Nora...I can tell you're mad at me," he said.

"No, I'm not...I just really, really hate roller coasters."  She glanced around the immediate area, noticing a ride nearby that she knew she would like.  "Hey, why don't we go on that?"

The man looked to where the little blonde was pointing and realized it was in fact the Tunnel of Love.  He'd never gone on that one before.  He supposed it was kind of a sissy ride, but he decided he'd go on it with her if that's what she wanted.

"Okay...you wanna go on it?"

"Yeah, I do..."

"Let's go...those two," he said with a gesture of his head toward Adam and Amy on the long line, "won't be on that ride for a long time yet..."

*

Paul was feeling pretty daring that day as he strolled through the fair, a pair of dark sunglasses over his eyes, his long dark blond hair pulled back in a ponytail.  Oh, he had seen them, all right.  He'd very conservatively followed Copeland, the Dumas bitch, Reso and Nora around the park.  They'd all been having such a great time they'd been totally oblivious.  Levesque realized that fun could do that to a person - he'd been keeping an eye on the tall blond man and his girlfriend all afternoon, and somehow the Canadian was under the impression that he was untouchable.  It made sense, however.  The last place a person would ever expect trouble was in an amusement park... How fitting.

Although he was keeping a close eye on the man, he was expecting to get him in the parking lot, when they were leaving.  He sensed they would be staying after dark, as most people seemed to enjoy these types of places more then, when the lights went on - it made the amusement park more exotic, not to mention more romantic, if they happened to be with their significant other.  If not, that was fine, too - cutting the bastard down in broad daylight worked for him.  After all, he had the cover of his darkly-tinted windowed rental car to protect him.  And then he would drive the fuck out of there as fast as he could, and damn anyone who might be unfortunate enough to be in his way.

This was finally going to be it... Levesque felt it, and he felt a thrill rush through him - today was the day he was finally going to get Copeland...

*

Amy held tightly to the steel bar locking them into the ride, her hair whipping in the wind as she opened her mouth to scream.

Beside her, Adam laughed as he turned his head to look at her, his own hair wild as they turned the multiple twists on the roller coaster's track.  He was a bit more daring than she was and completely let go of the bar, raising his arms up as the ride rushed rapidly down a steep incline.

"Aw, come on!"  He grabbed at her hands, trying to pry them from the steel bar she still gripped tightly.  Her knuckles were actually white.  "I dare you to let go!" he cried against the wind.

"Oh, you mean like this?!" the redhead shouted, taking her hands off the barrier and raising them above her head.  The coaster took a sharp turn so that Adam's weight was suddenly pressing fully onto her right side.  The seats of the ride were constucted so that two people could fit, but there weren't separations between them.  She cried out as his head smacked into hers.

"Oh, baby...sorry!" the Canadian man cried.  "Here, you hold on all you want."  He didn't want her to get hurt because he wanted her to be a little reckless, like himself.

When the ride came to a stop, Adam stepped out of their car first, reaching a hand out to help the diva out.  She took his hand and smiled as she exited.  They headed back to the ground, glancing around for their friends.

"Where the heck did Jay and Nora go?"

Amy glanced around until she noticed the Tunnel of Love just across the path from them.  "There they are!" she said, pointing.

The blond man couldn't control his laughter as he spotted his best friend on the so-called "ride" with his new girlfriend.  Oh, yeah, no doubt about it - Jay was so whipped.

*

"I'll kill him!  Where is my baby sister?" Shane McMahon shouted as Kurt held the hotel room door wider for him.  The young man stepped inside and instantly met the wide blue eyes of Stephanie.

"Shane!"  The brunette was surprised to see him, as she hadn't yet called to let him know what had happened the previous night.  She'd meant to do so at some point, however.

The man went over to her, and Stephanie stood up so Shane could embrace her.  He held her tightly, one hand gently stroking her hair.

"Kurt called me earlier," Shane explained.  "He told me what happened - what that bastard tried to do to you..."  His eyes suddenly shifted to the bathroom door, which was being opened.  A second later, Torrie stepped out, rubbing her hands together.  His eyes were immediately drawn to hers.

"Are you okay, Steph?" her brother asked as his gaze returned briefly to her.  He couldn't prevent himself from looking back over at the blonde.

Torrie was only somewhat surprised to see Shane.  From what she'd heard while she'd been in the bathroom, Kurt had called him, but she instinctively knew that even if he hadn't, she would be seeing him again soon.

"I'm okay, Shane..." Stephanie said.  "...a little shaken up, but I'm fine.  Adam's the one I'm really worried about," she admitted fearfully.  Even though Levesque had gone after her so recently, she couldn't shake the feeling that the maniac would soon redirect his focus back to her ex-boyfriend.

"Where are the others, anyway?"

"They went to a county fair for the day..." Torrie replied before Stephanie or Kurt could.

Shane swung his gaze to her, and she continued.  "Jay called earlier to invite the three of us to go along, but..."  She shifted her blue eyes toward the brunette, then to the floor before lifting them back to Shane's dark eyes.

After a moment, Shane came over to the Olympic Hero.  "Kurt, I've gotta thank you again for being there to save my sister..."  He put out his hand, which Angle took, but instead of a mere shake, the man hugged him.

"I'm just glad you're okay, Steph..."  He turned back to face his sister, reaching up and placing a gentle hand on her face.

"Yeah...Kurt's my hero."  She looked past Shane and met the Olympian's kind blue eyes.  "Um...Shane, Torrie...I know it's a lot to ask right now, but...well, would you leave us alone for a little while?"

Shane looked up sharply, meeting Kurt's eyes and then Torrie's.  He wasn't sure which one of them looked more surprised.

"Sure...Torrie?"

The blonde woman gazed at him with what looked like wonder in her blue orbs as he gave her his arm.  She was practically speechless as she took it, linking her own arm with his.  As the young man led her to the hotel room door to leave, she briefly looked back over her shoulder at Stephanie and Angle, her eyebrows quirked up in surprise.

The moment the door closed behind them and they were alone, Kurt couldn't help a small chuckle.  "They'd make a cute couple, wouldn't they?"  He'd noticed the way Shane and Torrie were looking at each other since the night before.

Stephanie, who was suddenly standing right before him, didn't reply.  Instead, she practically threw herself into the Olympian's arms, her lips instantly meeting his.

After a brief but passionate kiss, the brunette pulled back to gaze into the man's eyes, her arms going up to encircle his neck.

"I never did thank you properly last night..." Stephanie said softly.  A slow smile spread across her face as she held Kurt's head down to hers.

Angle slid his hands to her waist, savoring the sweet taste of her lips and tongue, the feminine softness of her body pressed against his.  He didn't want the moment to end.