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Notes: Keep the note from the prologue in mind and we're all good.



3:00 pm- Universal Studios, Orlando

While the two Irvine boys and the Dumas twins had wanted to run around and explore Universal Studios; their mothers had to inform them otherwise. For one, they had to be on the best behaviour that they could manage and for two; Dawn and Amy had work to do. Or they would at some point anyway, Lisa meeting the three former WWE divas backstage as planned. Lisa had just met with Dixie Carter and Jeff Jarrett that morning to discuss the direction of the women's division. Specifically, they had discussed what respective roles Amy, Dawn and Trish would be filling on the roster. In Dawn's case it was obvious, she was pregnant and as such she just couldn't be in the ring to that capacity. With Amy and Trish, however, they reasoned that they could do one of two things. Either put the two women together to form some sort of alliance against the younger Knockouts or put them on opposite sides. But, that wouldn't happen until both Amy and Trish were both back in ring shape; the two women not having wrestled since they'd left the WWE two years ago. Both women separately hoped that it would come back to them easily enough, though, until that point they were somewhat content to help out in whatever way they could. Whatever the case, Lisa left that up to them….whether they could align together or feud; Amy and Trish discussing the possible scenarios in one of the locker rooms/offices backstage. And two rooms down from the two former WWE divas; Adam was just meeting with Chris, Allen Jones, Tyson and Jay to discuss their upcoming storyline.

Adam sent an amused look to his long time best friend, "Round Two then of Edge vs. Christian? Only this time it's for the TNA World Heavyweight Championship. I can't wait to add that one to my wall."

Jay rolled his eyes, "don't get too ahead there Copeland. We have at least a month or two to feud before you get the title. And of course, I will be taking it back." Smirking, he added: "this gorgeous waist just wouldn't look right without it."

Chris rolled his eyes at that, "anyway. It really is a shame that they have to break up the Coalition so quickly. Have they decided as to whom is going with whom?"

Tyson shrugged, "I'm thinking they're going to keep Christian and Tomko together, finally let A.J loose again. Or who knows, they might let go out on my own, finally."

"Ingrate," Jay joked easily, "and leave me all alone?"

"I'm sure you'll find some way to manage," Chris re-assured in a mock sympathetic tone, "and if it all comes down to it… maybe they put you with one of the Knockouts."

Jay made a face, "thanks but no thanks. I had no problems working with Trish for a little while way back when, but I really don't want to go through with that again."

Adam opened his mouth to say something about that, but changed his mind. "Right….At least the travel schedule isn't anywhere near as hectic?"

Allen frowned, "speaking of that… I got the new schedule. We've got a few house shows, usual tapings and I think the pay per view is in St. Louis."

Adam smirked suddenly, "I'll call Orton, see if he's up for hanging out or something."

Tyson arched an eyebrow, "how is that kid doing anyway?"

"Current WWE Champion so I'd say he's doing pretty damn well," Adam stretched his arms overhead. "Anyways, I think I'm going to go find Trish, see if she's figured out what she's doing for the taping."

"And I need to find Dawn, make sure those two boys of mine haven't created another mess." Chris stood, offering a short nod to his friends before he left.

Jay glanced over to Tyson, "and let me guess… you need to find Lisa to see if she's made any progress with the Women's division?"

The bald man rolled his eyes, "well no, not really. I was going to find her to see if she wanted to go through that one spot again. Remember? Lisa introduces the concept of the Women's division, we interrupt her."

The blue eyed blond man was silent for a long moment, "I wanted to forget about that, but I can't for some reason. Is it really necessary to have Trish and her in the ring too?"

Allen blinked, "what's so bad about Amy?"

Tyson coughed into his hand, "not a good subject, Allen, trust me. As for why she has to be in the ring? Duh, Amy and Trish are both key to getting the Women's division off the ground."

Jay sulked, "maybe but that doesn't mean she absolutely has to be in the ring."

Tyson rolled his eyes, "and for someone who claims he doesn't want to be a bitter person."

"I have my reasons," Jay all but snapped, "but if you're going to find Lisa, have fun with that. I'm going to work on my promos for later."

"Allen, if you want to come with me, you're welcomed to… have you met Dawn, Amy and Trish?"

"Briefly," Allen rubbed the back of his neck in thought, "but it couldn't hurt right?"

Tyson simply shrugged, the two men then leaving the room and leaving Jay alone with his thoughts.

"Auntie Trish?"

"Yes, Cordelia?"

"Is this coloured in the lines?" The strawberry blond girl held up a picture for Trish's inspection. "William said it wasn't."

Trish kissed her god-daughter's forehead. "It looks perfect sweetheart." Peeking over to William's tower of blocks, the blond woman smiled. "Can you tell me about what you're building?"

William beamed with pride, "a castle, isn't that right Uncle Adam?"

"You bet it is kiddo," Adam grinned to his god-son, "we'll have to save this for when Ashton and Keith find us."

A knock at the door had Trish on her feet, "maybe that's Dawn and the kids now?" Opening the door after a moment, the blond woman blinked. "How can we help you?"

Tyson thumbed to his tag-team partner, "re-introductions….and wanting to get away from the King of Bitterville."

Amy stiffened slightly, and then sent a smile to Allen. "I'm pretty sure we've met already, maybe at one of Chris and Dawn's parties, but I'm Amy Dumas." Rolling her eyes just a little at how shy her twins were suddenly acting, the redhead continued. "The little boy is William and the little girl is Cordelia, my four year old twins."

Allen stood nearly frozen in shock as he saw the twins, the resemblance so striking. "Cute kids," he finally managed, "and nice to meet you again."

Adam and Tyson shot the Gainseville native a pointed look, the blond man quickly mouthing a 'NO'.

Allen frowned, and then put his hand close to his mouth as he spoke in a loud whisper to Tyson. "That William kid looks just like Jay, except with darker hair."

Tyson cleared his throat loudly, elbowing his tag-team partner in the side. "Anyway, we wanted to see if you two wanted to join us in the ring? Lisa should be there in a bit, run over the spot we have for later."

Amy glanced towards him hesitantly, "everyone that's involved?"

Tyson shook his head, "Jay wants to work on his promos, and so, he won't be there."

The redhead let out a breath that she hadn't realised she was holding. "Okay, just give us a moment and we'll meet you out there."

Trish sent her best friend a sympathetic smile, "don't worry about it too much, Ames. I'm sure everything will go just fine."

Amy smiled shakily, "we'll find out, won't we? God, I don't know what's wrong with me…. I can't function with him here and it should be okay."

Cordelia blinked, "Uncle Adam? Is mommy going to be okay?"

The tall blond man sent his god-daughter a reassuring smile, "she's going to be just fine sweetie, and don't you worry. Uncle Adam and Auntie Trish are here."

Amy kissed her daughter's forehead, hugging her two children close to her for a moment. "You two behave for Uncle Adam, okay? Mommy shouldn't be too long."

That out of the way, Amy and Trish left the room to head to the ring to meet up with Allen, Chris, Tyson, Dawn and Lisa…. Jay not there, just as Tyson had said; Amy unsure if she was relieved or disappointed by that fact.

xXx

As luck would have it, Amy and Jay had managed to avoid each other until the tapings started. Of course, that was partially due to the fact that Jay stayed in the locker room until he absolutely had to leave… And partially because Amy had kept to herself and her friends. But, neither one of them could escape the inevitable; Amy leaving the locker room just as Jay was exiting his two doors down. And despite what had happened between them, despite the fact that it had been four years since they'd last seen one another…. Amy's breath caught in her throat. He hadn't changed much, not that she was too surprised by that since she had recently taken to watching TNA with Trish and Dawn. Some things, of course, were noticeable… four years had passed; they had both grown slightly older in appearance. And for the briefest of moments, their gazes had locked; the bitterness and contempt disappearing for a second before returning. Perhaps it was because of that, that neither of them said a word. Or perhaps it was because they just didn't know what to say. In either case, before any further acknowledgement or lack of, could be made; Adam and Trish appeared. Quietly, the blond woman informed the redhead that Christy would be looking after the kids; the woman the only one who was familiar with Ashton and Keith, partially with William and Cordelia but not until today. Accepting that well enough, Amy and Trish left the hallway to head towards the entrance area to get ready for the in-ring segment.

Lisa sent her friends a grin, "Ames….breathe, that's kind of important if we're going to make it through this segment."

Amy rolled her shoulders, "I know that Lise, I'm just really nervous. It's been four years since I've been in a wrestling ring and on television for that matter."

Trish squeezed her friend's shoulders, "I'm in the same boat Ames, don't forget that."

Amy smiled weakly, "yeah well…. It's not exactly the same, but I appreciate it Trishers." Smoothing down the imaginary wrinkles on her t-shirt; the redhead let out a breath. "I'm ready and I can do this."

Lisa sent her an encouraging smile, the taller woman heading out to the ring first to make her big announcement.

Trish squinted slightly, "what does your t-shirt say?"

Amy smirked, "being a crabby bitch is just part of the charm. Dawn actually gave this one to me for my birthday this year."

Trish rolled her eyes at that; the blond woman dressed nicely in blue jeans a dress shirt. Amy sporting black pants similar to the ones she had worn in the WWE. The two women continued to listen closely as Lisa began her speech about the lack of respect for women in TNA. Quite similar, in fact, to the same speech that Christy had given…. Only this time, something was going to be done about it.

"That's our cue," Dawn spoke up suddenly, the brunette having been delayed before. "Let's go knock them dead."

Lisa leaned forwards, resting her arms on the top ring rope as her music started to play again. The crowd looking at the top of the entrance ramp in confusion. With Dawn standing front and centre, Amy and Trish on either side of her; the three former WWE divas made their way down to the ring.

Trish was the first to break the shocked silence that had fallen over the arena. "You're probably wondering just why would we even bother, right? Why come to TNA when we could go back to the WWE? Well, we would go back to the WWE, but, we have some business to take care of here. Word has it that, some of those so called Knockouts don't think we still have what it takes to kick ass."

Amy took the microphone next, "well I can tell you all this much—we are back and we are more than ready to prove to you all? We still have what it takes. And if you don't believe us? You can get your asses down to this ring and…"

The redhead trailed off as the familiar entrance music of Christian Cage came onto the speakers; the TNA Champion soon appearing along with the rest of the Coalition. A smug smile plastered on his face, the blue eyed blond man strode to the ring leisurely.

"I'm really sorry to break up this happy little reunion here, toots." Jay directed his attention to each of the women; Amy reserved for last, the blond man in full character. "But uh, in case you four didn't know? I run the show around here and I really don't think it's necessary for TNA to have a Women's division when they have someone like me."

"It doesn't really matter what you think, Cage." Amy sneered, a mixed look of contempt and something else on her face. "And whether you like it or not? There is going to be a Women's division in TNA, deal with it."

Jay arched an eyebrow, "you need to get with the programme, Amy. I run the show, I am the main attraction. We don't want or need a Women's division in this company."

Amy tossed her hair over her shoulder, "is someone afraid? Aww, poor baby. I'm sure you'll adjust in no time."

Trish and Dawn exchanged a look, Adam and Chris doing the same… they were all aware that this wasn't rehearsed, they were also aware that it would only be a matter of time before everyone in the audience realised that as well.

"Please, like I would really be afraid of someone like you," Jay narrowed his eyes at his ex-girlfriend, coming to stand directly in front of her. "If there's anyone who should be afraid? It's you."

"There you go, underestimating me again," Amy smirked, a challenging look in her hazel eyes. "We're here to stay, so you just need to shut up and deal with it."

Before Jay could retort, Jim Cornette appeared at the top of the opposite entrance ramp; the portly man soon explaining to everyone – in the ring or in the audience – that what Lisa had said was true. A Women's division was coming to TNA and it began tonight. At that, those in the ring were quickly informed that they were cutting to a commercial break; the four women staring down the five members of the Coalition.

Amy ran her hands through her hair, her previous bravado long since gone. "That could have gone a lot better."

Trish shrugged, the blond woman helping Cordelia with a picture. "You didn't have the chance to rehearse all of it, so I wouldn't worry. And besides which Ames, if they needed you to do that again? Cornette would have gotten you by now to re-tape."

"True," the redhead heaved out a sigh, "but at least it's over with. We aren't needed again tonight right?"

"I don't think so," Trish sent her friend a concerned look. "Ames, are you okay? Do you want to leave or something?"

"Tapings are almost over anyways, so… I'm just going to get William, I'm sure he's driving Tyson insane by now."

Trish rolled her eyes, "well that's because he's with Ashton and Keith. Don't get me wrong, Ames, I adore all three of them but when they're together?"

Amy nodded knowingly, "enough said. Cordelia sweetie, why don't you come with me and we'll go say bye to everyone, okay?"

Cordelia didn't need any further encouragement; the strawberry blond child soon on her feet….blue eyes staring up expectantly at her mother.

"William!" Tyson beckoned to the running four year old, Adam not far behind him, "William Joseph, come on. Now is not the time to play games."

Ignoring the bald man's call, William continued to race down the hallway to look for his mother. Blindly he turned the corner, colliding head on with a blue eyed blond man.

Jay, who had been speaking with Allen, barely glanced to the child who had just run into him. But, then he took another look when William just stood there; the TNA champion staring down at a miniature version of him. "Who…"

"Uncle Ty, Uncle Adam! William!"

Jay blanched at the familiar way Cordelia called to his two friends, "…"

"William Joseph Dumas," Adam reprimanded as he finally caught up to the four year old. "You should know better to not run away like that. Now come on."

"Hey Adam, do you have my…" Amy's voice trailed off as she turned the corner, "oh dear Christ."

"Mommy!" William finally snapped out of his stupor, moving from Jay as if he had been burned. "Are we going back to Uncle Adam's house now?"

Forcing herself to meet her son's expectant gaze, Amy nodded. Wishing for nothing more than to just disappear, Amy reached for William's hand, Cordelia's hand already secured.

"Amy," Jay managed through clenched teeth, "is there anything you'd like to say?"

"What do you want me to say, Jason?" Amy met his stormy blue gaze, "what do you want me to say? Because whatever it is you're hoping to hear? It needs to wait."

A muscle in the blond man's jaw ticked, "how old are they?"

Amy finally averted her gaze, "they just turned four on the 30th of last month." Unwilling to remain there a moment longer; the redhead walked away as quickly as possible.

Jay then turned his angry gaze to Adam, "and you knew? You fucking knew and you couldn't tell me?" Without waiting for a reply, he turned to Tyson. "And you? How could the two of you do this, huh? How could you face me and not say a damn thing?"

Allen cleared his throat nervously, "Jay… you should calm down."

"I will not calm down! Two people who claimed to be my friends and I'm just going to go out on a limb and say that Chris knows as well. You had four years to tell me, four years that I could have done something." Shooting the taller blond man one last look of disgust, Jay stormed back to the locker room.

Adam swore under his breath, knowing full well that anything he tried to tell Jay would fall on deaf ears. "I'll see you guys around."

Tyson simply nodded, the bald man also leaving the area… Allen lingering for a second before he was also on the move. Amy, meanwhile, was in the locker room with Trish, Lisa and Dawn… her shoulder shaking violently as the tears flowed. But, she also wasn't stupid enough to think that she hadn't brought this on herself. Of course, Amy knew it was her fault… that still didn't make it any easier to accept…. Lisa, Trish and Dawn trying their best to console their friend. Two doors down, the normally calm and collected Jay had practically destroyed the room. It wasn't enough that Amy had kept his own children from him, but Adam, Chris and Tyson as well? If he wasn't quite so angry, perhaps he could think clearly enough to try to understand his ex-girlfriend's reasoning. But, he was angry and he was bitter. He had become what he had vowed not to become….bitter and contempt and at that moment, filled with pure hatred and rage.