Divas

Stacy stood in hospital room going through all of her clothes. She couldn't believe how sexy some of the outfits she had were. She owned tons of bikini's and lingerie. She was informed she's be out of the hospital in a couple of days. The WWE sent her tons of footage of the things she had done in her career since joining. She was so nervous about returning. Apparently they were eager for her return because she was important to the male demographic. How was she supposed to act like someone she didn't remember? Of coarse she would always be Stacy, but she couldn't remember the way she would react to things or details about her past. The doctors said that just about anything could trigger her memory but nothing had. They also said it could take from a few months to a year or so depending upon how long it took. She lifted the heavy duffle bag and attempted to carry it across the room.

"Hey Keibler!" Jericho smiled in the doorway, as Stacy accidentally dropped her bag. Thongs went flying everywhere and her face turned beat red. She quickly scampered to pick them up in embarrassment. Jericho knelt down next to her with a smile and helped her clean up the mess.

"It's ok, you don't have to do that." Stacy offered as they picked up the same article of clothing. Their eyes met and s light smile crossed her face as he let go of it with a grin.

"So, I heard I'm suppose to stay away from you or else." Jericho admitted in a mocking tone of authority.

"Who told you that?" Stacy questioned. They still hadn't moved from the floor.

"Your boyfriend. He said he wants me to stay the hell away from you. He said a few other things, but I won't repeat them in front of a lady." Jericho explained.

"Don't listen to him. He has no right to say who I can and can't hang out with. Just because he's supposedly my boyfriend, doesn't mean he owns me." Stacy declared angrily.

"Memory or not, your still just as feisty." Jericho laughed, "Don't worry, I've never been too good at doing what I'm told. If I was I wouldn't be here." He added.

"Good, I'm glad." Stacy admitted with a smile, she continued to look into his eyes as her face drifted more closely to his.

"You wanna go for a ride?" Jericho asked suddenly. She stopped moving closer, and looked at him in surprise. He stood up and helped her up, then placed her bag on the bed.

"Where to?" Stacy asked.

"I don't know. Maybe we could take a ride to the beach and watch the sunset." Jericho suggested.

"Sounds good to me." Stacy smiled. He took her hand an led her out of the room.

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Sable looked Rey up and down naughtily, with a very suggestive look.

"Can I help you?" Rey uttered not quite knowing what else to say.

"I think the question is can I help you? You see, I heard your looking for a girlfriend who can fulfill you needs." Sable answered, licking her lips. She placed her hand on his chest. "And who better than Sable? Every man wants me, and every woman wants to be me." She boasted proudly.

"Um, yeah you are beautiful." Rey nodded.

"Of coarse, I'm absolutely Sablicious. I heard good things come in small packages." Sable smiled enticingly biting her lower lip as she pulled at his belt buckle. Rey laughed nervously. "If you decide you wanna have some fun, give me a call." She added, she moved her face toward his and slowly bit his lower lip. She walked away with a naughty smile.

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Ivory pulled Jackie into the hallway with great force.

"Listen to me you little slut, I know what your doing and eventually so will Al!" Ivory ranted.

"Slut? Please, Ivory, everyone can see your completely jealous of me. You've worked with Al for years and you still can't get him to notice you, and I've only been working on him since just recently and he's practically putty in my hands. I'm sorry if your jealous but I can't help it if I'm young and sexy. Two things you obviously aren't, but don't worry Ivory your cute, in a motherly way." Jackie explained with a sly grin as Ivory's mouth dropped open by the insult.

"For your information, I've never tried to get Al to notice me. Were just friend's missy, you're one of Al's kids, that's sick. And if he weren't so damn stupid, and he knew what you were up to, he'd spank you!" Ivory exclaimed as a naughty smile crossed Jackie's face. "Eww, not like that! I meant that he would make it clear that nothing like that would ever happen!" She corrected.

"We'll see about that. I have to get back, I don't wanna keep him waiting." Jackie grinned. Ivory grabbed her by the arm.

"He's not an idiot, he'll see what's going on." Ivory snapped.

"That's what I'm hoping for." Jackie smiled.

"Hey ladies, I hope I'm not interrupting anything." Al began as he approached them.

"No, not at all." Jackie smirked.

"What's up Al?" Ivory questioned.

"I have great news." Al smiled.

"What?" Both divas asked.

"Jackie, you know how we've been training for a while to help you become more experienced?" Al started.

"Yes, and you've been a terrific teacher and a great friend." Jackie smiled as Ivory continued to give her dirty looks.

"Well, all that hard work has finally paid off." Al smiled.

"What?" Jackie asked in confusion.

"I talked Eric Bischoff into giving you a shot at the women's championship!" Al exclaimed. Jackie's face filled with complete horror as Ivory laughed with a huge smile.

"That means I'll be facing Molly?" Jackie gulped.

"Well, she is that women's champion." Al nodded "Shouldn't you be happy? This is what you've been waiting for." He reminded.

"Thrilled." Jackie sighed with no enthusiasm. At least she didn't have to face Jazz, but Molly also had a partnership with Gail Kim, so it could end up turning into a two on one match with Jackie getting her ass kicked.

"Ha, ha, good luck honey!" Ivory yelled loudly, slapping her hard on the arm. She gritted her teeth and glared at Ivory. She was enjoying this way too much. A smile suddenly crossed Jackie's face as an idea came to her.

"Your right Al, this is such a huge opportunity for me! Thank you so much!" Jackie suddenly exclaimed excitedly as she glared at Ivory. Jackie jumped up and down as she pulled him into a hug. He smiled happily as he hugged her, and out of nowhere she placed a huge kiss on his lips and quickly gave him another hug. It happened so fast he had no time to react. She backed away from him with a smile as Ivory looked on outraged. Al looked at Jackie a bit bewildered and shocked.

"I'm sorry, I was just so excited." Jackie explained, obviously lying.

"It's ok, I understand. Your match is next week, so we really have to prepare. Molly is tough, but I have faith in you and all of my kids." Al replied. Jackie frowned as he called her his "kid." Ivory's mouth hung open, was he really that stupid? Did she have to spell it out for him?

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Lita hugged Trish and attempted to comfort her.

"I don't understand why he keeps doing this." Trish sniffled.

"This is the last time, you're not taking him back!" Lita ranted.

"I just keep thinking each time it's gonna be different but it never is and I'm always the fool who puts up with it." Trish frowned.

"If he tries to get you back your not gonna take him back are you?" Lita asked almost as if double-checking.

"I don't know, I just can't keep letting him do this to me. I love him but I'm not a doormat, and I don't deserve this." Trish admitted.

"There are platy of guys out there who would love to be with you and treat you the way you deserve to be treated. All you have to do is give them a chance. I really think you should move on." Lita urged.

"You make it sound so easy." Trish replied.

"Do you really wanna keep going around in circles? You've given Jeff enough chances. I know how much you love him and how badly you wanted it to work out, but he's my friend and I'm telling you he's not worth it. Not if he's gonna keep doing this." Lita explained. She had had this conversation with Trish a million times, and so had anyone else who comforted her after one of her and Jeff's many break ups. It was always the same question, always the same answers, always the same. It seemed hopeless to even try and talk some sense into her.

"I know you right, I just wish I could make myself be over him. He broke up with me over the phone this time, he didn't even have the decency to do it to my face." Trish admitted, as her voice choked with emotion.

"You know what? There's supposed to be a hot party this weekend. Why don't we go? It'll get your mind off things and maybe you'll meet someone new." Lita suggested.

"Ok" Trish sniffled. Lita continued to comfort her.

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Victoria walked down the hall with a psychotic smile. She took a sick pleasure in knowing she was the reason Jazz was injured. She opened up the door to her locker room and walked in. She suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. Steve hadn't even noticed her presence as he continued to talk to someone on the phone with his back turned to her.

"How are you doing? Well, will you be returning soon?" Steven questioned. He turned around and nearly dropped his cell phone at the sight of Victoria. "Uh, I gotta go." He uttered quickly as he hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Victoria asked with a crazed look.

"Oh, nobody." Steven answer3ed as he walked toward her and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Well, it must have been someone on the injured list." Victoria assumed with a twitch.

"Baby, it's no big deal I just called Jazz to see if she was ok." Steven insisted in a soothing tone.

"You called her!" Victoria screamed.

"Don't be angry, she means nothing to me, I don't even think about her anymore." Steven cried. Victoria launched a lamp at him. He ducked as it flew through the air and smashed against the wall.

"Then why are you calling her!?" Victoria ranted.

"Were still friends!" Steven exclaimed.

"Friends?! You won't be able to be friends when I'm done with her!" Victoria yelled, grabbing a steel chair that had been in the locker room. She stormed out of the room and down the hall.

"Victoria wait!" Steven called quickly running after her.

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"Rey was still completely stunned by what had happened with Sable. He grabbed his duffle bag as he prepared to leave the arena. He walked down the hall toward the exit door.

"Rey." A girlish voice called as a feminine hand touched his shoulder. Rey slowly turned around afraid of another confrontation with Sable. Torrie smiled at him.

"Oh, hi Torrie." Rey uttered almost in relief. Sable just wasn't his type.

"I heard there's a hot party this weekend. We have to go." Torrie insisted excitedly. Saving her from some drunken guy that would take advantage of her or possibly even rape her, plus holding her hair back while she puked wasn't exactly his definition of fun.

"You can go, I'm not up for it." Rey answered.

"Please, you have to go! Please, please, please, please, please!" Torrie repeated insistently with a puppy-dog look.

"Fine, but this is the last time." Rey sighed.

"That's what you said last week!" Torrie giggled as she walked back up the hall. Rey made his way toward the exit door. His friends were right, no guy in their right mind would put up with this from a girl they didn't like.

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