Save Me

Title: Save Me

Rating: M

Pairings: Jackie Gayda/Raven, Traci Brooks/Matt Bentley, Gail Kim/Jeff Jarrett

Summary: Raven's seen as dark, destructive - the picture of death. And yet he really does prove that opposites attract when Jackie Gayda comes calling..

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own WWE, TNA or any of the characters used. The idea for the story was something I got when I saw Jackie and Raven together at Final Resolution 2006.

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November 26th, 2005 – TNA iMPACT!

Kip James had just attempted the Fameasser, but Jeff Jarrett had ducked out of the way of the kick and had rolled out of the ring. As he tried to recollect himself on the rampway, his breathing heavy from the match he was halfway through wrestling, he happened to look up at the Impact Zone tunnel. And there, he saw it. He saw the figure standing there, pointing at him with a scowl decorating their face. They were yelling, yelling out cruel and hateful things toward him. He begged them to stop, holding up a hand to try and stop them for coming down to the ring near him and Gail Kim. He was pleading, begging for their mercy. They didn't listen – shaking their head furiously so that their dirty blonde locks shook from side to side - and instead, came charging down the ramp. The fans were in awe, Jarrett, Gail and Kip were all shocked. What the hell was that person doing here?

Jackie Gayda.

Anybody that knew Jackie Gayda knew that she was tough. Heck, she'd roughed it out on a grueling competition known as Tough Enough, battling a serious knee injury to win herself the contract with the WWE, then WWF. Anybody that knew her knew that she wasn't afraid to get down and dirty – she'd taken it to the likes of Trish, Torrie, Sable, Stacy and Dawn Marie on numerous occasions. She had even been in the ring with male wrestlers and competitors before, so the likes of Jeff Jarrett intimidating her? The odds were slim to none. Which she had demonstrated when she had come right at him… he had thrown up his hands in an attempt to stop her, but she had pushed past him and had broken into a faster walk towards Jarrett's manager Gail, much to the fans' obvious delight. Unfortunately for her, Jarrett ran faster than her and stood between the two women, who were both yelling insults at each other over his shoulder.

"It's not what you think," that's what he was trying to tell her, that was his pathetic excuse for an explanation. "What do you mean; it's not what I think?" The blonde Knockout yelled angrily, "What else is it? Huh!" He, still holding up his hands to stop her from attacking either himself or Gail, glanced nervously over his shoulder at the Knockout behind him. Gail was glaring venomously at Jackie, eyes narrowed so tightly that they resembled a snake's eyes. Jackie noticed his backward look and pointed at her. "You're gone, girlie, you're gone!" Her gaze settled back on the NWA-TNA Heavyweight Champion's face; he looked nervous. Weary. Scared. He kept repeating himself, "It's not what you think." She shook her head angrily, "Then tell me! What is it?" He held up his hands again as she neared him. She was getting closer, closer, and closer, with every step. This woman was starting to piss him off now. "I'll tell you… LEAVE!" Jarrett yelled, raising his hands and shoving her out of the way.

He'd shoved her.

She stood there for a moment, letting all the emotions and feelings sink in. He'd just pushed her. Actually put his hands on her – very physically, she might add – and actually pushed her. The Nashville, Tennessee native began getting in her face, feeling like the bigger man after realizing he could put his hands on her. "I told you to leave, when I tell you to leave, I mean business." He prodded her chest. "Now get out of here!" During his little spiel, she had been growing angrier and angrier. So angry that it had all bubbled up inside of her, and now, it was she had popped the top of the bottle and was letting it all out by slapping him squarely on his ugly face. The audience, who had been begging for the slap, echoed it with an "oooh!" Then they roared as the blonde woman tackled the darker woman and began slapping the taste out of her mouth. Security appeared on the scene, attempting to split them apart as Jackie was still trying to take a swipe at Jarrett's girlfriend. They managed to pull Gail away from Jackie, sending her up one of the ramp ways. Jackie, after they had restrained her and made sure she had no way of attacking either Jarrett or Gail, was sent up the other.

They escorted her all the way to the backstage area, in the Knockout's locker room, where they placed her under supervision of the other Knockouts – Traci Brooks and So Cal Val. Gail was nowhere in sight, seemingly elsewhere in the building. "That was sure some fight out there, girl," Traci grinned at Jackie, who was sitting on one of the benches, breathing heavily, and her chest heaving. "Thanks Traci," Jackie grinned back through pants. She and Traci had met during the time Jackie had spent wrestling for the independents and had even wrestled each other a few times. "So," Val began as she capped the lid on her lipstick, "You going to tell us what's going on between you guys?" Jackie raised an eyebrow at the question. "Val, you know I can't… not yet, anyways." Val tossed her pretty red head, nodding in agreement. She understood the kind of situation Jackie was going through, having been in a situation where she had to keep a secret until the time was right, and decided to leave the subject alone, exiting the room, claiming that she had to go meet with someone else. Traci, however, looked at Jackie with a curious look on her face.

"You okay?"

"Perfect. Just fine. Fine and dandy." Traci laughed lightly. "You're so not. Come on, we'll go to the cafeteria or something, you can get a drink to calm down." She grabbed Jackie by the arm and pulled her up from her sitting position, pulling her laughingly out the door and down the hallway. As they walked down the hallway, Traci – a TNA veteran – pointed out all the rooms and superstars to the newest acquirement to their roster. "That's Roderick Strong, Austin Aries and Alex Shelley…" Three wrestlers, who were standing together in a group, stared at the girls as Traci pointed them out. Roderick sent a glare their way, Austin the briefest of waves and Alex a leer as he eyed them. Traci edged away, steering clear of them. "Umm… that's Team Canada… watch out for them." She pointed at a group of Canadians who were entering another locker room. The two Knockouts continued on down the hallway, until it forked – one way leading to a hall without lights, one leading to the cafeteria. The blonde one tilted her head confusedly in the way of the darkened hall.

"What's down there?"

"Raven."

"Raven?"

"Raven." Traci confirmed for her. "One of the superstars here? He hangs out by himself down there… all alone. Practically no one goes down there, because they know if they piss him off, he'll go nuts and beat the shit out of them." Jackie raised an eyebrow at her friend. "Surely he's not that… um…" "Psychotic?" The Canadian brunette laughed. "No, I don't think he is." Jackie's face crumpled slightly, "I feel so bad for him." It was Traci's turn to look surprised. "Jackie, don't even think about going down there. Seriously… if you do, it's your death wish." "But…" her voice trailed off as she continued to stare at the hallway. Traci grabbed her firmly by the wrist, "Come on, you're coming with me. If we're lucky, we might run into Matt and Christian along the way." As Traci pulled her off down the hall, Jackie couldn't help but glance back at the hallway… her thoughts of Jeff Jarrett and Gail Kim and whatever reason it was she attacked them completely out of her mind.

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A/N: I know people are probably going to think the pairing is weird… I do too. I just think it's oddly cute, in a weird sort of way. Anyways, if you like it, please read and review (just click that little purple button in the corner) and I'll post the next chapter ASAP. If you don't, go check out one of my sane pairing fanfics… in my profile section. :D