A/N: So be forewarned: I pretty much suck at finishing stories that aren't one shots. But I'm determined to finish this one I think. Also be forewarned: This story will be Greenlee/Kendall centric, but it might turn out to be a lot about Amanda, I'm not really sure which way I want to go yet. Also, when I say it will be Kendall centric, I don't mean Zentric. I respect the relationship and it's place in Kendall's life, but it pretty much bores me, so while there will be Kendall, and there will probably be some Zach, and there will be allusions to Kendall/Zach, there will be no actual Kendall/Zach.. if that makes sense.

"You're nothing but a babystealing whore!" Kendall allowed herself a slight smirk, placing her hands on her hips. "Seriously, you're pathetic Kendall. You parade yourself around, and sleep with anybody who even looks in your direction."

"Oh and you're any better? How many guys have you slept with in the hopes that someone could actually feel something besides utter contempt and hatred for you?"

"Better then being a no talent hack who had to ride mommy and my coattails to success."

"Newsflash: You're not a part of Fusion anymore. I've been running it and been doing flippin fabulous," Kendall told her haughtily, standing up straighter.

"Because I taught you everything you know," Greenlee retorted.

"Oh please."

"No retort Kendall?" Greenlee asked, rising up to her own full height, which was admittedly much shorter then Kendall.

"At least I'm not fat!" Kendall snarked, eyeing Greenlee's not so flat anymore stomach. Annie watched the scene unfolding before her warily. She had no clue who this short woman was, but from the angry glint in her eye, she had the feeling that this was about to turn really ugly.

"Hey Kendall, why don't we go get some drinks?" she asked, carefully approaching the scene. Greenlee and Kendall turned to look at her, wearing matching expressions of disgust and annoyance.

"Kendall, who is this person?" Greenlee asked.

"I'm An-" Annie started to say, but was interrupted.

"Whatever, I so don't care," Greenlee told her, turning back to Kendall. "The point is you don't even deserve to be here. You don't know how to be a friend. Exhibit A: Splinter."

"What?" Kendall asked, utterly confused.

"Or whatever it was that you "named" that demon spawn of yours," Greenlee said, making sure to use air quotes around the word named.

"It's Spike," Kendall told her through gritted teeth. "And the only demon I see around here is you, and your cold little black heart."

"Says the baby stealing whore."

"Yeah well thank god I did!" Kendall exclaimed. "You can't even get his name right!"

"You didn't even give him a real name!" Greenlee exploded.

"Listen why don't we all calm down, and leave it alone? This isn't really the right foru-"

"Who ARE you!?" Greenlee yelled, turning again to look at Annie. "Seriously, shoo fly. Go. Stop annoying me."

"Who are you?" Annie asked snottily, glaring down at the woman. "I've never even met you before and here you are, causing a scene at Simone's reception where people are struggling with the fact that they just buried this woman and I'm supposed to-"

"Is it still talking?" Greenlee asked, exasperasted, and Kendall had to stifle a small snicker.

"Don't bite Greens, we wouldn't want Annie to get rabies," Kendall told her calmly.

"Yeah well Simone was one of my best friends, and if this little bitch didn't skip out during my eulogy at the funeral, she'd know it, and wouldn't be sitting here telling me to act appropriately," Greenlee snapped. "Tell me Annie, why are you here? Did you know Simone? Were you friends with her? And what was so important that you rudely disrupted her funeral by getting up and leaving? And you're trying to teach me about decorum. Whatever."

Ryan looked up from his conversation with Erin, to see Greenlee. She was here. She was right here in front of him. When she walked into the church earlier, he couldn't believe it. Of course she would come. But still, seeing her after all this time, he was still blown away. And she was yelling at Kendall and … Annie? He excused himself and walked over to the three women.

"- and your hair sucks!" Kendall yelled. Greenlee gasped.

"Take that back! Take it back right now!" Greenlee yelled.

"You're just an ugly haired, fat little midget," Kendall remarked, smirking. "Kind of like an oompa loompa." She watched amusedly as Greenlee tore off her shoe, and held it up, as if she were going to dig her manolos into Kendall's throat.

"Whoa hey, hey hey," Ryan said, grabbing the shoe from Greenlee. "That's enough, don't you think Greenlee?"

"This is Greenlee?" Annie asked whispering to Kendall. "Ryan's Greenlee?" Greenlee eyed her murderously.

"Ryan doesn't have a Greenlee," she announced stiffly. "He never did."

"Annie," Ryan started, and Greenlee looked at the way Annie looked at him. Yeah, she recognized that look.

"Is this the one Bianca told me about?" Greenlee asked. "Ryan's new girl?"

"We're not-"

"Yeah," Kendall answered, wondering where this was going. Greenlee eyed Annie, circling her.

"Well she's certainly taller Ryan," Greenlee said slowly. "That's good for you Ryan, you were starting to develop this grotesque hunchback thing. You never were as good at kissing as Leo was. He knew how to do it right, and without getting the crick in his neck." She watched as Ryan lowered his eyes to look into hers. "But honestly," she continued, "this is low even for you Ryan. I mean, finding some low rent, less pretty version of me? That's sad. Get a blow up doll or something. And I don't mean Kendall."

"That's uncall-" Annie started.

"Kendall can fight her own battles Barbie," Greenlee told her stonily. "Oh and also? You really should talk to a lawyer about those lips of yours. Because whoever your plastic surgeon was, so deserves to be sued. This is what they're supposed to look like," Greenlee practically purred, pointing at her own lips, before grabbing her shoe, and sauntering off.

"Ryan, no disrespect and all, but your ex wife is kind of a bitch," Annie told him.

"No kind of about it," Kendall agreed.

"I had to go," Annie explained. "My cell phone rang, it was the sitter. Emma's playdate..."

"Don't pay any attention to Greenlee, Annie," Ryan assured her. "She's just..."

"Greenlee," Kendall finished for him. Ryan didn't like the look in her eye.