"Where's Haylie?" Asked John Hennigan.

Him, along with the redheaded Canadian Sydney Copeland was in the catering room in the arena that Raw was currently being held in Atlanta, Georgia when John noticed that for like the third week in a row that the Punk Diva wasn't present. What gives?

"She told me she has some sort of cold or something." Sydney replied.

"A cold that lasts for three weeks?" John asked, not believing her.

"Apparently so, but I just don't believe it. I think there's something going on with her." Sydney said.

"Yeah, I agree with you on that part. But what though?" John asked.

"I seriously don't know, and I'm like her best friend, I should know everything about her." Sydney said, placing her head on the table.

"Hey Josh." John said as he called over Haylie's twenty seven year old brother. When he came over to them, John asked, "Do you know where you're sister is?"

"Told me she had some cold or something, but she'll try to make it tonight." Josh said.

"Really?" John asked.

"Yeah, I'm her brother, she's supposed to tell me everything and anything." Josh said, "and if I'm not there, she'll tell that everything and anything to Sydney."

"Exactly." Sydney muffled from her position.

"But if you somehow see Haylie, tell her to see me, I need to talk to her about something." Josh said, and then left.

"Huh, weird." John commented.

"Yep." Sydney muffled.

.x

Haylie just entered the Raw arena, and was quickly looking for the Divas locker room, when she accidentally bumped into someone. She looked up to just see reddish-orange hair to know that it was fellow Nexus member Heath Slater.

"Sorry." Haylie muttered and quickly walked away—not until Heath grabbed her wrist and turned her around so that she was facing him.

"Haylie, what's wrong?" Heath asked, knowing that Haylie only mutters words when something is wrong.

"Nothing." Haylie replied, when her hood of her sweater accidentally fallen off, so that Heath could see that she suffered a black eye and had cuts and bruises all over her face.

"What the heck happened to you?" Heath asked.

"I've lost my balance and I fell on the corner of the table in my hotel room, then adding insult to injury, I fell down a flight of hotel stairs before I got here." Haylie replied.

"Look, I know what the injuries look like for a person falling on a table and stairs, and those don't look like it, something else happened to have you look like this." Heath commented.

"Look, can you just leave me alone? And why should you care what happens to me anyways, you're not supposed to care about me in the first place." Haylie commented a little loud as she let go of the grasp that Heath had on her and walked away.