"That's the stupidest thing you could have ever done, Christy. Falling for Chris? Really?"

"I know, Alex. But.... it happened. I'm in love with him."

"And you honestly think he loves you back?"

".....Yeah. I do."

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Whoa, whoa, whoa. Let's back it up a little bit. I think we need to start at the beginning, and not start around the ending. Let's see, when did this whole thing start... ah, yes... it was at a taping for TV....

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"Christy, great match out there!" Lauren exclaimed happily into the microphone. "I'd like to get your thoughts on what Saeed said earlier, about how not only was Kong going to defeat you this sunday, but completely take you out."

Christy sighed, shaking her head. "Ya know, Lauren, no matter what those two say, I'm not scared. I've gone through a lot in my career, and just because Awesome Kong is bigger and stronger then me, I will not be intimidated."

"Yeah, Lauren, I won't be intimidated. Cause I know how to pose nakey for the camera!" Came a high pitched, but manly, voice. Both girls grimaced as Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin walked over, Chris standing beside Christy, and Alex by Lauren.

Chris, the owner of the mocking voice, smirked as Lauren brought the microphone to his lips. "Hey ladies. How's it going?"

"What do you guys want?" Lauren snapped.

"Well, we just wanted to congratulate Miss Hemme on her victory over Sojourner Bolt," Alex shrugged, innocently.

"Yeah, sure, thats what you came over here for," Lauren rolled her eyes.

"We also came over to promote our new shirts," Chris said as both he and Alex pointed to their matching Motor City Machine Guns t-shirt. "Which you can buy exclusively at !"

"Okay, well you can go now. Bye, bye," Christy turned slightly to face Chris and gave a noticeably fake smile along with a little wave.

Chris snorted. "Cute... very, cute."

The fiery redhead smiled. "Yeah, I know."

"So, yeah, good luck in your match against godzilla. I hope she eats you," Chris narrowed his eyes at Christy, who returned the glare.

"Well good luck in your match against Team 3D. I hope they sit on you," the former WWE Diva remarked.

"Oh, your so original," the man from Detroit said.

"Okay, okay. Come on, Chris, we have a match," Alex said, walking over and putting a hand on Chris's left shoulder.

"Alright, let's go," Chris sighed, then glared back at Christy. "See ya later, sweetcheeks."

Lauren scoffed. "What was that about?"

Christy rolled her eyes. "I have no idea. I'll see you later, Lauren." With that, the redheaded knockout walked out of the cameras view. Running a hand through her fiery locks, Christy made her way through the halls, stopping when she heard her name mentioned.

Raising an eyebrow, Christy leaned against the wall by the open door as she listened to Jim Cornette on the phone.

"I'll telling ya, Dixie," he was saying. "Christy Hemme and Chris Sabin had tremendous chemistry in that segment tonight. I was thinking, maybe we could turn Christy heel next week, in that 8 man mix tag match next week. Since the feud with Kong is ending sunday anyways...uh huh? Wonderful! I'll go tell her now. Goodbye."

As soon as Christy heard him hang the phone up, she stormed into the office. "I am NOT working with those assholes!" she shouted.

"Oh... you heard?" Jim asked, quietly.

"Yes, I heard! And no way am I teaming up with those jerks! Especially Chris. Ugh, I can not stand him at all!" the redhead with the temper yelled.

"Christy, it's this or get released," he said simply.

"....What?" she asked, shocked.

"This is the only creative idea we have for you, and if you don't wanna go through with it, fine. You'll have to be released," Jim said, sadly.

"....I hate you," Christy said, pouting and crossing her arms over her chest.

"Hate is a strong word, sweetcheeks," the knockout grimaced as she heard the familiar voice, and nickname, from Chris Sabin as him and Alex Shelley walked in.

"Oh, trust me, when you hear Jim's news you'll hate him, too," Christy said, not even bothering to yell at Chris for calling her 'sweetcheeks.'

"Sabin, Shelley, I am making Miss Hemme your valet," Jim said, calmly.

Christy expected both boys to blow up and get angry, but instead, Alex stood there calmly, nodding his head. But, Chris, he did blow up.

"Ew! No! I refuse to work with..with...that!" He shouted, pointing at the redhead to his left.

Christy rolled her eyes, and Jim just sighed. "Do it or your fired."

"Eh!" Chris stomped his foot, but then turned to Christy and glared at her for a moment before looking at Jim once more. "Fine."

"Splendid! Now, shoo shoo out of my office and play nice!" Jim ordered as the trio exited the room, Alex pulling the door shut behind them.

"Wait..." Alex said. "YOUR NOT FROM DETROIT!"

A/N: Hope you guys like it so far.