Adam Copeland was sharing a locker room with his best friend, Jay Reso, and when she knocked on the door, it was Jay who opened it and let her in.

"Hi..." she said with a smile.

"Ames!  Hey!  Long time no see!"  He hugged the redhead, and she returned her friend's embrace.  "What are you doing here?" he asked as they separated.

"Well, the entire RAW roster had all day and all night off," Amy explained.  "I decided to come here to surprise Adam..."  She smiled brightly.

"Cool idea...I know he's not expecting this at all," Jay said with a grin.  "He'll be glad to see you...he'll love it..."  The Canadian couldn't help feeling a bit envious of his best friend.  He had a gorgeous girlfriend, and here she was to surprise him - no doubt it would be a surprise to remember, and a very pleasurable one at that.

"So, where is he?" the redhead asked.  "Shower?"

"No...Actually..."  He pointed to the TV monitor, which she hadn't noticed, as she was still standing by the door and the volume had been turned way down.

Amy moved further into the room, walking around the monitor and was surprised to see her boyfriend in the ring with one of his biggest influences in the business - Hollywood Hulk Hogan.

"Wow!"  A big smile spread across her pretty face.  Evidently, Edge and Hogan had just defeated Billy and Chuck to become brand new Tag Team champions.  "Oh, now we really have something to celebrate!" she exclaimed, her smile now small as it played gently over her lips.

Because of the roster split two months earlier, she didn't get to see Adam as much as either of them would have liked.  They'd been hoping to end up on the same show, but unfortunately, it hadn't happened that way.

"Anyway...if you want to wait here, I'll be happy to get out of your hair..."

"Thanks, Jay."  She ran her hand through her auburn locks as she sat down, her eyes still glued to the TV screen.

"Have a great time," Jay quipped with a wink.  After the diva thanked him, he stepped out of the locker room, pulling the door shut behind him.

A moment later, Amy heard voices out in the hallway, one of them Adam's.  She rose from the couch, rushing over to the door and hiding behind it as it suddenly opened.

"Yeah, man!" the tall, handsome blond man called to someone out in the hallway.  "Catch you later."

The moment the door was closed, the redhead snuck up on her boyfriend, his back turned, and put her hands over his eyes.

Adam was taken by surprise.  "Not funny, Jay," he quipped.  And then he suddenly felt a pair of breasts against his back as she leaned closer.  "Okay, so you're definitely not Jay - my mistake..."

The tall Canadian gently removed the hands, whirled around and smiled as he saw his girlfriend standing before him.

"Amy!"  He wrapped his arms around the grinning redhead, lifting her up and kissing her.  She kissed him back fervently, her hands twining into his long blond tresses.

"What are you doing here?" he asked as he set her back down on her feet.

Amy smiled softly.  "I wanted to surprise you..."

"Well, I'm surprised..." the Canadian man said with a warm grin.  He placed his hands on either side of her face, lowering his head to hers to kiss her again.  After, they gazed at one another, and she smiled as she looked deeply into his green eyes when she suddenly recalled his most recent victory.  It would be difficult not to, given the fact that the gold was slung over his right shoulder.

"Oh!  Congrats, new Tag Team champ!"

"Thanks," Adam said, removing the belt from his shoulder and laying it on the arm of the couch nearby.

"So, how are we going to celebrate?"

"Oh, I can think of a few ways..."

The redhead laughed softly, then said, "Down, big boy...We'll get to that, but we have to go out somewhere first...so, where to?"

"Sorry, babe - no can do," the blond said.  "Not tonight, anyway...I just promised the Hulkster we'd go out to celebrate our title victory."

"Okay...I'll go along with you guys."

"Err...well, we were sort of going to go alone," Adam said, cringing a little inside at the way the diva's face suddenly fell at his words.  "You know, a guys' night out sort of thing..."

Amy stared at him, a pang of vast disappointment surging through her.  "But we hardly ever see each other much these days..." she complained.

"Well, sweetie, we'll do something tomorrow night...okay?"  He leaned down to kiss her again, but the redhead pulled away.

"Tomorrow night?  Tomorrow night I have to be in Minneapolis for a house show," she said, her voice tinged with annoyance.  "You're going to just blow me off like this after I traveled all the way over here to surprise you so we could be together tonight??"  She crossed her arms under her breasts as she glared at him, her lower lip jutting out slightly as she pouted.

"Well, what do you want me to do about it, Amy?  Blow off Hogan?  I already promised I'd do something with him..."

"Why can't you two go out another night?  Why do I have to be your last priority?!" she shouted, unable to hold back.

"Give me a break, will you?" the blond man snapped angrily.  "Stop PMSing on me, damn it!  I'm going out with him, and you and I can do something another time.  And stop giving me those dirty looks, because they're not going to make me feel guilty..."

After a beat, she replied.  "Fine..." Amy said, a horrible feeling twisting her gut as she stared into her boyfriend's eyes.  "You've just proven exactly how much I mean to you...and obviously, it isn't much.  Have a good time tonight, Adam..."

The redhead started for the door, but the Canadian reached out for her arm, stopping her.  As she stared up into his face, her heart pounding a mile a minute, her blood pressure surely skyrocketing, he glared into her eyes.  "What's your problem?  It's only one night, Amy...You know, you're not always the most important thing in my life.  Contrary to what you might believe, the world does not revolve solely around you..."

"I never said it does..."  She jerked her arm out of his grasp.  "What a shame that you're so clueless...Have fun tonight - and don't go looking for me, because I won't be at the hotel when you get back!"  She marched to the door, and as her hand touched the knob, his angry voice stopped her.

"Why do you have to be such a bitch about this?  Good - I'm glad you're not going to be there later!  Have a nice trip to Minneapolis!"

Amy shook her head as she eyed him one last time, then opened the locker room door, slamming it behind her as she stormed down the hallway.

"God damn it!" the blond man muttered to himself, running both hands through his long hair.  He hated it when she got like this...