Title: One More Show

Author: Kori/justagirl8225

Rating: PG-13

Pairing(s)/Characters: Lita, Christian, A.J. Styles/Trish, Tomko, Edge; mentions of and appearances by many others.

Disclaimer: I disclaim

Spoilers: None really..

Summary: He just wasn't ready to let go..

Warnings: angst, possible language and possible character death.

Notes: For purposes of my story, Lita and A.J are siblings.. usage of real names when and where I see fit and ignoring a lot of real life stuff as far as relationships/marriage status goes and the Adam/Amy/Matt triangle never happened. As far as my plot is concerned, Amy and Matt broke up. Setting this the night before the upcoming Bound for Glory pay per view (obviously my way), though it will not follow current storyline for TNA, nor will it really use anything overly related to the current storyline. And giving them an off week between the pay per view and the Impact taping-- because I can. Shortish start, but it will pick up. I can not take full credit for the original idea as it is not mine but And's (andonly on this site). I'm just writing it.

October 13th- Atlanta, Georgia

Amy Dumas exchanged a look with Trish Stratus, the two women clearing the dinner table at the redhead's Atlanta home. As the two women expected, whenever this particular group got together anyway, it was bound to be...totally drenched in testosterone. Jay Reso, Tyson Tomko and A.J Styles were already in the living room arguing over what video game to play.. Amy and Trish beyond thankful that Chris Irvine and Adam Copeland weren't there as well.. The noise level, at times, incredibly annoying to deal with. But, they weren't there.. Jay and Tyson only in the area because of the upcoming TNA pay per view in nearby Duluth; the two men staying with Amy for the next few days. A.J and Trish had also offered to open their home to Jay and Tyson.. the blond woman secretly glad that they had declined the offer. It wasn't that she minded them at all, just that with Jay and Tyson around, her private time with her boyfriend was little to non-existent.

Amy rolled her eyes as her younger brother and Jay continued to argue. "You'd think they were five the way they're acting."

Trish smirked, "I think five is being a little bit too generous, Ames... All you need to do is give them toys and they would be in preschool."

The redhead snorted softly, "they already have toys, see?" She gestured to the living room, "the first thing Jay did when he got here was set up his precious X-Box."

Trish arched an eyebrow, "and have I told you what your dearest little brother wanted to do?" Setting the last of the dishes into the dishwasher, the pretty blond gestured to A.J. "He wants to get one of those custom televisions, the ones that they install into a cabinet so it pops up, right? And not only that, but he wants it so his video game systems are the only things hooked up to it."

"I can't say I'm too surprised by that actually," Amy measured out the proper amount of dish washing soap. "Was there anything you wanted to watch tonight? I bet those three wouldn't even notice."

"I don't really care," Trish pushed a few strands of hair behind her ears, "oh! We could watch Grease tonight."

Amy beamed, "I knew there was a good reason for getting cable, they're having the marathon.. Grease and Grease 2, back to back.. I do have Grease on DVD somewhere, but.. I can't remember where it is now."

Trish grinned, the blond woman taking her glass of wine with her to the living room. "With all luck, we'll miss the Bound for Glory preshow." Rolling her eyes, she added: "Even though he knows what's going to happen, even though he tapes it? We still have to watch the replay."

"That's because it's essential," A.J chose that exact moment to enter the conversation. "An' don't even try to tell me you don't have all of your old matches on tape, Trish. I know for a fact that ya do."

"Just like I know," Jay began next, "that if you open that particular cabinet right there? You'll find a vault of tapes.."

Amy shrugged as she addressed the blond man. "Old habit. But that doesn't mean we absolutely have to watch this past week's show, do we? Seriously, I know you haven't changed at all, that you like to critique your matches but.. Is it absolutely necessary?"

Jay pretended to look shocked, "of course it's necessary Ames...especially when Adam won't let me live down any of my mistakes with my promos."

Amy rolled her eyes, pinching the blond man's cheek. "They really aren't that noticable, Jay.. And besides which, it's cute." Her expression waxed serious as her hand moved to his forehead. "But are you sure you're feeling okay?"

The blond man arched an eyebrow, "of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?"

"Because you hardly ate anything at dinner," hazel eyes twinkled playfully, "and you always eat more than Ty and my brother put together."

"I'm fine, I assure you." Jay grinned, "I just ate too much at lunch, that's all."

Amy blinked, "and for someone who claims there should be a mandatory five meals a day?"

Tyson coughed then, "buddy.. I hate to inform you here but uh, you're about to get your ass handed to you." The bald man pointed to the screen, "see?"

Jay rolled his eyes, stepping away from the redhead, "well gee thanks for waiting A.J. Some host you are."

A.J smirked, "it's not my house, it's my sisters.. so who says I have to wait for ya? Now are we playing or what?"

Trish, without further ceremony, unplugged the X-Box. "I'm going with 'or what' .. Ames and I are not about to sit here and watch the three of you play video games all night."

A.J blinked, "Triiiish, I was winning."

"Cheating," Jay corrected with a smirk, "and thank you very much Trish, you saved me the trouble of having to re-set the game."

"It's staying off," Amy announced, the remote control in hand. "Trish and I are watching movies."

"Ames.."

"Not gonna work, Mr. Reso." Amy stuck out her tongue, "you have all week to play video games or you can do this when you're home."

Tyson made a face, "can't we compromise? We won't play video games but that doesn't mean we want to watch some cult musical."

Amy and Trish exchanged a look, the redhead speaking: "I suppose that's reasonable enough.. What should we watch then?"

"The Impact tape," A.J suggested first, "no offence, but the three of you just won't stop when we watch the 'glory days'."

Amy shrugged, "whatever you say little brother.. We'll watch the Impact tape."

Jay moved from the couch just as A.J was putting the tape into the VCR. "Does anyone want popcorn or something? I'm starving."

Amy eyed him curiously, but said nothing.. Jay retreating to the kitchen whilst everyone else settled in to watch the tape. To add to her curiousity, the blond man remained in the kitchen even after the tape had started...the only noise in the house coming from the television.

"Something isn't right," Amy thought to herself, a frown on her face she filed that bit of information away.. Instead trying to focus on the tape.. "Who did you wrestle this week?"

A.J sent his sister a wounded look, "you told me you watched.."

Amy smiled sheepishly, "I kind of forgot.. I'm sorry."

A.J gestured to the screen, "we had a two on one handicapped match.. Me and Jay against Samoa Joe."

"Right, you had mentioned something about that.." A frown appeared on her features, "Allen?"

"Hmm?" A.J sent her a questioning look when she didn't reply, "what's up Ames?"

The redhead glanced back to the kitchen, then to her brother. "How many times have you seen Jay do that move.."

A.J scratched the back of his neck, "not nearly as much as you.."

Amy rolled her eyes, "but you've seen it enough, right? Enough to know that--"

"He botched?" A.J finished quietly, "I didn't say anything to him about it.. Ty didn't mention it.."

"You know I won't," Amy said firmly, the woman then letting out a sigh. "But that's not like him at all."

Trish blinked, "speaking of unusual.. Jay fell asleep at the kitchen table."

"I'm not sleeping, I'm resting." The slightly muffled voice spoke, "I really don't want to watch Impact again.. I'd rather focus on my match for tomorrow."

"Why don't you go to sleep early?" Amy suggested, her voice laced with concern. "If you have a big match tomorrow, and you do, you should get as much sleep as possible Jay."

"I think we should get home," Trish said next, a pointed look sent to A.J "We can always watch this at home."

Tyson stretched his arms overhead, "I'll see you two kids tomorrow."

Trish rolled her eyes eyes at that, "good night Goat Boy, good night Jay." She gave Amy a quick hug, "we'll talk tomorrow."

Amy nodded shortly, giving her younger brother a hug before walking them to the door. She turned to bid good night to Tyson and Jay, only to see the blond man already heading upstairs. The former diva couldn't help but frowning again, something just wasn't adding up.