Driven...

[Icon Lord Leon Corbin]

Icon Corbin: Let's just get in the car before someone realises we're here. I heard people talking outside of our room earlier. I know they’ll be flocking out here if they get wind of us leaving.

The World champion was quick to open the car boot of their vehicle in the car park of the hotel they’d been staying in still after the show, chucking in his bag and then taking Eva's from her and throwing that on top before slamming the boot shut.

Eva: Aye well, we’d get out of this place a lot quicker if the city wasn’t a one way sodding maze, designed so no car can navigate it successfully.

Despite the darkness she was wearing her sunglasses, her head pounding in a way her pills couldn’t fix. Once the adrenaline wore off she’d been hurting ever since. Climbing to the driver’s seat she started the engine as she waited. He walked around and stood with his hands on his waist at the woman.

Icon Corbin: What are you doing? You don’t think you're driving when you’re in that much pain, do you? I saw those winces and grimaces…

Snorting at him caused her pain but she was determined not to show it, and it was totally worth it.

Eva: Leon Corbin verses a one way system. You get behind this wheel honey and we’ll be dragging merry men under the wheels before we make it out of the centre.

Icon Corbin: Shift woman...

Whinging in a way more reminiscent of something her three year olds would do, she pulls herself from the car. He waits for her to move out from the driver's side and takes her place. As the passenger door opens, he revs the engine.

Icon Corbin: Quick love. I see...fans...

Eva: Quick love…..bah. Boot me out my own bloody car then demand I hurry up.

Slumping in her seat she pushes her sunglasses into her hair. She’d taken a lot of shots to the face at Storm. Make up would only cover so much. Glancing at Leon out of the corner of her eye she made a point to fasten her seatbelt. He fastened his own as well, making a point to get out of the area and hitting the night time Nottingham roads. Eyes on the road, he takes them off for a moment to glance at his wife and then back again.

Icon Corbin: How you feeling, lover?

Eva: Achey, which I’m totally blaming you for. How about you?

Icon Corbin: Bit achey but still invigorated. I haven't felt that good out there in such a long time...

Eva: Aye?

Icon Corbin: Maybe you just do it for me.

He winks and pokes his tongue out before resting his eyes on the roads again. Smiling despite rolling her eyes at him, she let her attention rest on the roadside. They were already surrounded by greenery.

Eva: What can I say? Kicking your arse does something for me too.

Icon Corbin: Funny how most people seem to think that.

Eva: Sod what other folk think.

Icon Corbin: As if I really gave a shit what people thought.

Eva: True.

Popping open the glove box she begins rummaging. He glances briefly at the glove box.

Icon Corbin: What are you looking for?

Eva: Just curious, my darling. Rental cars are always fun. And keep your eyes on the road, there are deer in the area apparently.

Icon Corbin: Don't worry. Bambi's mother is already dead, love...

Eva: Yeah but the rest of his merry little band of critters are still alive and well.

Relaxing back in her seat with a stack of CDs she begins flicking through them. Pulling her sunglasses back over her eyes, she squints through them.

Eva: I need to watch our match later.

Icon Corbin: Want to gloat?

Eva: I can do that without watching it, lover. We both know I kicked your arse.

Her grin hinted that she was winding him up, though her tone would have told him that.

Eva: I don’t actually remember all of it. Besides, you know I like to watch you work.

Icon Corbin: Well apparently you need to be watching Alex Cross. He's a way greater wrestler than me, don't you know...?

Eva: Of course sweets, we all know that. Though you can’t ignore Mayhem, if you try they’ll just stamp their feet and scream about it.

Icon Corbin: I'm sorry. I'd just barely got to the back, tried to let you suck up the atmosphere that was for you but I fucked up. Good thing Munin was hanging at the back waiting for...well you mainly but she gave me a hug when I came through. I know that'll piss off Alex but yeah, we rushed out as quick as we could.

Eva: Don’t apologise love. I know you didn’t want to get dragged into this shit.

Icon Corbin: It is what it is. I was fully prepared to be at your side, you know that. I also think others did too to be honest after I said as much.

Eva: Aye, sometimes sucks to have your biggest weakness also be one of your biggest strengths. I tell you something though, Munin will be beyond pissed.

Icon Corbin: I know she will. And I have a feeling that will prove useful come Battlefield:London as I reckon there will be some kind of four on four match. All I can say is I'm glad she's gonna be on our side.

Eva: Ditto. She makes me look mild mannered when she’s on one. Still, it was nice to have one drama free skill based match.

Pushing a CD into the stereo she waits for it to come to life before skipping through the tracks.

Icon Corbin: I know what you mean. The product would boost significantly if it happened more often.

Eva: Yup, but the talent wouldn’t be able to keep up with the pace. Ooooh I like this song!

Icon Corbin: Me too. Turn it up a bit, love.

Doing as asked, she drops the pile of CDs back into the glove box.

Eva: It’s going to be interesting to hear what the kids thought of tonight.

Icon Corbin: Well, I am expecting more of the "you better kick Alex's butt, dad!"

Eva: I’m expecting them to deny they watched it.

Icon Corbin: They don't even try to anymore though.

Eva: Hmm.

Staring at the back of the cd case she still held, she pouted.

Eva: Are we nearly there yet? We bloody would be if I were driving you know.

Icon Corbin: That's not entirely true now is it? Besides, this is at least an hour journey back to the kids.

Eva: It’s totally true! You just don’t appreciate my speed demon ways.

Icon Corbin: That's because they're piss slow and only faster when you're in pain which means we probably won't arrive at all, Evalyn dearest...

Eva: Bah! If you weren’t driving right now I’d bite you, and it would hurt and you would cry and cry and cry….

Switching CD’s midway through an overbearing guitar solo she made a point to ignore him. In a way that made it totally clear she was watching him. He chortles to himself, stealing another glance. She had been looking for Gary Numan, but she settled on Dead or Alive. Turning up the volume, her headache seemed to have faded enough for her to actually be amusing herself. Eva was no Anette Olzon but she could hold a tune when she wanted to. Still shuffling through CD’s she sang along, shimmying about in her seat in a way that made it clear she’d done this before. Usually with a hair brush as a mic. He hardly noticed, joining her and pouting in an attempt to do his best Pete Burns impression. Shaking her head at him she completely ruined her rock star look by laughing. His mouth hangs in disbelief.

Icon Corbin: Whaaa?! What's so funny?

Eva: Nothing love, loving the pout.

Icon Corbin: Gonna say. You've never had a problem with it before ay? Ay?! Hehee...

Eva: Did I say I had a problem with it?

Poking her tongue out at him in a way that said “I win, so there” she resumes singing.

Icon Corbin: #All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come!#

He waves at a passerby giving him a funny look.

Eva: #You spin me right round, baby. Right round like a record, baby# – Was that a red light?

She still had her sunglasses on, pushing them into her hair she tried to turn in her seat to look.

Icon Corbin: #Right round, round round!# No, that was a brake light. Settle down lover!

Eva: Still think you should let me drive. I feel fine now.

Icon Corbin: We're on the motorway. I'm not about to pull into the first hard shoulder because you think you're okay now. Tough tits.

Eva: But you love meeeee and there’s a services coming up.

Icon Corbin: Services...? Mm...okay. I could do with some servicing.

Eva: Oh, you’re a tit.

Icon Corbin: Why?

Eva: Oh….you were being reasonable. Sorry lover, I was expecting a no.

Icon Corbin: You rarely get a no from me.

He arches his brow and snickers to himself. Sticking her tongue out at him she twists in her seat to retrieve his hoodie from the back seat. Bruises had formed and she didn’t really fancy odd looks. Slipping into it she zips it up.

Icon Corbin: You cold?

Eva: I’m always cold.

He smiles sympathetically and squeezes her knee before watching the road again. Shrugging further into her stolen hoodie she makes herself comfy in her seat. Her shoes were off, had been since he’d booted her out of the drivers seat.

Icon Corbin: Alright, services in nine miles. Want to stop in?

Eva: Sure, but you can carry me. I’m not putting my shoes back on.

Icon Corbin: Would it be so strange for me to be carrying you? Isn't that what I've done the whole time you've been in GZW?

He winks over at her, poking his tongue out.

Eva: Whatever your ego needs to believe, lover.

Icon Corbin: I'm just messing about. It's...only been some of it, not all!

Eva: You are so lucky you are driving right now.

Icon Corbin: Hehee! And sure, I'll car-

His phone goes off in his hoodie. He looks at Eva and ahead again.

Icon Corbin: Take that for me? Who is it?

Eva: Trys…..I’ll stick it on speaker.

Checking the screen she arches a brow at the picture on his background, but says nothing as she answers.

Eva: Hi lovely, his lordship’s playing crazy taxi so you’re on loud speaker.

Trystan: Okay, thanks, Eva.

Icon Corbin: Trys? What's up?

Trystan: You guys are not going to believe what I've just witnessed...