Lita groaned as she stepped on the airplane, she had screwed up when buying the tickets, so she got to sit all by herself for two hours, it wasn't really that bad though after all it gave her time to get her story straight. She had to figure out how to tell John about her ex boyfriend, because no doubt about it her parents were probably going to say something like 'Lita he is such an upgrade from that loser you used to date' then John would ask about said ex boyfriend, but she hated talking about him, it made her mad and sad at the same time, and that was an emotion she hated feeling. Lita then realized there was a whole line of people waiting to get to their seats, so she quickly took hers, there was already another woman sitting in the seat next to hers, which without hesitation made her feel uncomfortable,

"Hi I'm Victoria, or Vicky, or Vick, I have all kinds of nicknames-"

Lita began to block her out, she did not need to listen to Victoria talk about nicknames, nor did she want to, so she found herself thinking about how her family was going to take the news, and how he was going to take the news, with her bad luck she was going to run into her ex boyfriend and then have to explain her engagement, but would he even care? He had probably moved on ages ago and with the way they left things she surely wouldn't doubt if was married, or even had some kids, well that may have been far fetched but-Lita's thoughts stopped in place when she felt a kick on the back of her seat, she turned around sharply to see a little boy, with a smug grin on his face, "Hey kid don't do that again."

The kid pointed to himself, "What did I do?"

Lita felt herself glaring at the kid, while putting a mental note in her head to never have kids, "You know what you did, you slobbery, nasty, little boy."

"Excuse me are you talking to my son?" a plump looking woman asked.

Lita mentally smacked herself, now she had the stupid kid's mother involved, "Is he your child?"

"Why yes, he is an angel."

Lita laughed, there was no way anyone but that woman could think of that little devil as an angel, "Listen just tell your son to not kick my seat."

"Tommy were you kicking this woman's seat?" the woman asked.

"No."

The woman turned back to Lita, "It wasn't him."

Lita resisted the urge to go and beat up the woman, the kid was sitting directly behind her, and unless it was fat momma, he kicked her seat! "He's lying!"

"No he isn't! My little Tommy never lies!" The woman proclaimed.

Lita rolled her eyes, she wasn't covering any ground with this woman whatsoever, "Well little Tommy also thinks that Santa is real."

"He isn't!"

Lita sunk back into her seat not daring to look at his mother, she couldn't believe she had just told a boy who couldn't be older than six, that Santa wasn't real, now she was paying the price because Tommy was screaming his head off, maybe she deserved it, but in all fairness he started it.

Edge was taking a ten minute break from hammering nails into wood, because he had to stop every three hours for a minimum of five minutes due to some safety codes and since Randy was still working, Edge found himself sitting down while drinking bottle of water, he was being careful not to fall asleep because Chris had been playing his guitar all night, which proved that he needed to get soundproof walls, that and he really hated to Christian and Dawn in the other room, Edge then picked up his phone which had been vibrating, "You got Edge."

"Adam, it is Lydia, you'll never guess who I got a call from today!"

Edge rolled his eyes, his Aunt Lydia, was just like Chris, except she had never gotten the memo that he liked to be called Edge, "Who?"

"I got a call from Anna Dumas, her daughter is coming home for a while."

Edge nearly dropped his phone, his mouth instantly dried up, his hands began shaking, Anna only had one daughter, the daughter who he had been in a relationship with, she couldn't be coming back, "What?"

"Yes, I know it was a shock to me too, you think you may be able to bury the hatchet with her, give it another go?"

Edge shook his head, despite knowing his aunt wouldn't see it, nobody but Chris and the former couple themselves, knew why they had broken up, but his family was devastated at the news, her family was probably jumping for joy though, they thought he was too edgy, in fact only one person in that entire family had given her their blessing, and that was her grandmother, the old granny thought that they were in love and they were, but it was too late now to ever go back, "Sorry Aunt Lydia it isn't going to happen, but listen I'll get Chris to call you later, I've got to get back to work."

Edge didn't wait for a reply as he hung up the phone, sure he still had a few minutes until he had to get back to work, but he needed them to digest the news and wonder if there was even the littlest chance that she was coming back for him, sure they hadn't left on good terms, but maybe he still had a chance with her, after all they did date for a while, no he was getting his hopes up, there was no way she still had an feeling or him, not after the way they ended it.

"Copeland," Edge look up at his boss Shane McMahon, "how long have you been sitting?"

Edge shrugged, it couldn't have been more than six minutes, "About seven minutes."

"Did you fall and hit you head?" Shane asked.

"No sir." Edge replied, instantly regretting that he hadn't gotten back to work.

"Then get off your lazy ass." Shane commanded.

Edge nodded as he took one last sip of his water bottle, grabbed a hammer and got back to work, he still couldn't believe his red head was coming back, would she still be mad at him? Was her hair still red? Questions began showing up in his mind, they wee the same questions that he thought of every time he saw an old photo of them, or when someone mentioned her, that was why he hated it when people mentioned her or showed him old pictures, because when they did he never could get her out of his head, which was pretty dangerous, especially if he had a hammer in his hand.

Stacy glared at John from a distance, she was glad Lita was far enough away from them that she didn't see John making eyes at the flight attendant, she had already forgiven him for cheating before, because he claimed he was drunk and that it was a mistake, but she was almost positive that he wasn't, after all John had enough charm to win her back after a two week break up, but Stacy saw through it, all he was, was a lying sleaze. Stacy rolled her eyes as she looked out the window, she needed to get her mind off of John, maybe watch some Ryan Gosling on her portable dvd player. She pulled out some headphones and started 'The Notebook' and was starting to get into the beginning when she felt a tap on her shoulder, she took out her headphones, "What do you want?"

"I noticed you looking in my direction."

Stacy gave John a look of disgust, what did he mean by that, "I was glaring at you."

John laughed as he placed a hand on her leg, "Come on Stacy, I'm a good guy."

A good guy who's hand was moving up her leg, "Get your hand off of me John, may I remind you your fiancé is sitting on this very plane."

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her." John said.

Stacy smacked John's hand off of her, she didn't need any man let alone her best friend's fiancé feeling her leg, "Why don't you go back to your seat and leave me alone?"

"Because I'd be lying if I said I didn't want you." John told her.

Stacy scrunched up her nose in disgust, an exact example of why she didn't like John, he was way too friendly, "I'd be lying if I said I wanted you."

"Come on Stacy all I want from you is a night of fun." John tried to persuade her.

Stacy just plugged her headphones and unpaused her movie, she wasn't going to listen to John, it wasn't the first time he had tried something like that, in fact he was the reason she never got drunk last time she did that he almost kissed her, and if Lita wouldn't have walked in who knows what could have happened, after all she was what many people called a slutty drunk, so she probably would have had a one night stand with the jerk of the century, but it wasn't as if touching or almost kissing was cheating so she didn't bother to ever tell Lita.

John pulled Stacy's headphones out, "Come on Stace."

"Don't call me that, only my friends can call me that." Stacy hissed, mostly pissed off because he interrupted her movie, "Why can't you take no for an answer?"

"Because your pretty."

"Wow, you're more of a sleaze than I've ever thought." Stacy replied, having no interest in him, "Now get away from me."

"Fine, but if you want-"

Stacy pushed him out of his seat, "Go."

Randy felt sweat pour down his forehead as he helped get a wall up, they were working for a very important client so he had to make sure everything was fine, after all he had been working for that carpentry business full-time since he was twenty two, he worked there part time starting when he was sixteen, so he had nearly eight years of experience, once they finished Randy wiped off his forehead and sat down, now all he had to do was clock out and he'd be done for the day,

"Randy do you think I could talk to you for a minute?" Shane asked.

Randy looked up at Shane and nodded gesturing for him to take a seat, Shane's reasoning better be good if he was giving up time he could be spending with Maria at the club, "What?"

"Mr. Mason is very impressed with you, he thinks that-"

"Shut up Shane." Randy said getting up and walking away, he didn't want to hear anything about Mr. Mason being impressed with him, he quickly clocked out an grabbed his phone, he needed to have some fun, desperately,

"Hello?"

"Hey Maria, it's me," Randy stated hearing his smooth sounding voice, "I just got off, you want to go to the club?"

"Sure, I'll meet you there in ten-"

"Actually I can't be there in ten minutes, I got to go back to my place and take a shower, care to join me?" Randy asked, knowing that the idiot girl was going to meet him at his apartment.

"Sounds great, but lets blow off going to the club okay, we can stay in and have a lot more fun at your place." Maria purred into the phone.

Randy smirked, he had her obsessed with him and he didn't even have to put up any effort, it was a win-win for him, "Good, I'll see you there." Randy hung up his phone before going towards his car, ignoring Shane who was calling his name, after all it wasn't as if Shane could fire him even if he was his boss, now all he had to focus on was the girl that was going to meet him at his place, and maybe he would get him and the owner of the company to leave him alone, there was one reason why they all wanted to talk to him and if he had anything to say about it, he was going to earn everything he got. He didn't want to be handed anything.

"Randy you might want to go and ask Shane what he wants, he is your boss." Randy's coworker, Kurt told him.

Randy snickered, it only Kurt knew what he knew, "I don't care if he fires me, I've got a girl waiting on me at my place and I would rather live for today than for tomorrow."

"Whatever Randy you can stay on my couch when you lose your place."

Randy rolled his eyes as he jumped in his car, all he needed now was to hookup with Maria then he could relax, he'd call Mr. Mason, in the morning it wasn't like Rick wouldn't take his call then. Besides there was no way Rick would let him pass up an evening with Maria to talk to him.

Trish walked over to Chis, he had played in her classroom just as he had promised and she had thought it was amazing, now that the last kid had left she found herself smiling like an idiot at him, as he sat across the room strumming his guitar, "Thanks for playing today Chris."

Chris still strumming his guitar looked over at Trish, he was just glad to see her again, it made it even better that she was smiling, "Your welcome."

"I'm serious it meant a lot, I know that you probably had a much better day planned." Trish said still shocked that he had even agreed to play a concert for three year olds.

"What can be better than spending a day with you?" Chris asked, not realizing what he said until he said it, he didn't want to freak her out so he decided to add to it, "You're a great friend."

Trish felt her smile falter a bit, she had really grown to hate the word 'friend' over the past couple of years, "Yeah, you too."

Chris laughed and looked at his guitar, he didn't want to risk looking at Trish, if he did who knew what stupid thing would come out of his mouth, "So how long have you been working here?"

"This has been my first year, but school is out next week though." Trish stated with some disappointment, it was her first teaching job at it was about to end for two months.

"I know how you feel," Chris told her hearing the disappointment in her voice, "This is my second year and we're out Friday, but at least I got someone to chill with this summer."

"Who your girlfriend?" Trish asked hoping her jealousy wasn't noticeable in her voice.

"I don't have a girlfriend, I was talking about you, unless you'll be spending time with your boyfriend." Chris replied in what he thought was a cool voice.

"I haven't found a boy worth of the title yet." Trish responded, and the only one she had probably wasn't interested in anything more than a friendship with her.

Chris kept himself from smiling, maybe he had hope for a good summer after all, all he needed was his beautiful blond friend, well in his eyes beautiful was an understatement to describe Trish, she was to breath taking to be beautiful, that and throw in her outside looks, she was way too good to even consider actually going out with a loser like him, but he'd settle for being her friend as long as he got to see her smile, "So I guess your stuck with more for now, aren't you Ms. Stratus?"

Trish giggled, but stopped after she thought it made her sound to much like a teenager, "I wouldn't say I was stuck, believe it or not I actually like being friends with you."

Chris didn't believe it, he didn't get why she would want to be friends with him, but he wasn't going to risk her friendship by asking her, "Then we need some plans-"

"Actually I was going to go to a drive in tonight they're playing my favorite movie tonight as part of a flashback to the 1980's, you can come with me." Trish interrupted him.

"To see 'Dirty Dancing'," Chris stopped strumming his guitar, he hated that movie, but if it would give him time to spend with Trish, "Sure."

Trish smiled, "You still remember my favorite movie?"

"How can forget, you and were really good friends Trish?" Chris asked.

Trish nodded, "So I'll see you there?"

"Yeah."

Lita took a deep breath as she stepped off the plane, the woman had been glaring at her the whole way, she was actually afraid that the big woman was going to try and jump her for the whole misunderstanding, she hadn't meant to say anything about Santa, but she had ruined Tommy's Christmas, she felt slightly guilty but decided to dismiss it once she saw Stacy and John waiting for her, "I told a six year old the truth about Santa."

Stacy laughed, thinking Lita was joking until she didn't join her, "You're serious?"

"It was an accident," Lita defended her actions, "and it didn't help that the kid was annoying."

"Well our rental is over there," John motioned to a car fairly close to them as they walked out of the airport, he stepped inside the car and once everyone as in began driving, only John wasn't the best driver and within ten minutes the crashed into another person's vehicle.

Stacy rolled her eyes, she knew she should have drove, "Nice work Johnny boy."

"Stacy it was an accident." Lita defended her fiancé from he passenger side of the car, she was sure John hadn't meant to crash.

Edge, who was in the other car unbuckled his seatbelt and was ready to give the person who crashed into his car a piece of his mind he knocked on John's window, which in return he rolled down, "What are you a student-" Edge lost all train of thought when he saw the girl in the passenger seat, "Lita?"

A/N: What do you all think? Who is your favorite character at this point? All opinions are welcomed!