Leslie smiled as she closed the door to the chairman's office behind her. "I can't believe I did it." The young woman with firey hair said to herself. Her dark green eyes looked up and down the halls. She stop and looked at a man with brown locks down to his neck. He was wearing no shirt, exposing his toned abs. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans and had black tennis shoes on his feet. Biting her lip, Leslie walked down the hall to him.

"Excuse me?" John Morrison heard a soft voice say, turning his attention the way he heard it come from he smiled to himself. The girl who had spoken was pretty, her hair like rubys and her dark green eyes were stunning. "Yes you pretty little thing?" The Shaman of Sexy asked her. Leslie looked him up and down one more time, before it regestered who he was, John Morrison. "You're John Morrison! Um...I sounded extremely stupid right there. Can you help me, I'm trying to find Haley Mariano, CM Punk, or Mickie James would do." Leslie said quickly, looking down at the converse on her feet.

Hearing the former intercontental champion laugh softly, she looked up at him. "No need to be shy around me. I'm the shaman of sexy, and you're lucky enough to be basking in my light." Leslie heard him say before pulling her close to him, and taking her hand. Running the firey haired young woman hand up and down his abs, the tag team champion smiled down at her, flirtatiously. Blushing, Leslie tried pulling away but the brown haired man held her close. "Don't worry baby, I won't hurt you...You're the prettiest ring rat I've seen in a long time." Morrison wispered in her ear.

"I'm not ring rat." Leslie wispered fericly back to John, before digging her nails into his arm. The California native glared down at the small young woman in his arms. "Hey Morrison!" he heard his tag team partner call to him, both him and the firey young woman looked at the fedora wearing champion. "Yes Miz? Can you see I'm a little busy?" She heard the brunnette who's arms she was wrapped in say. The man with the hat, who John had called "Miz" walked closer to them. "Who this?" The Miz said, looking the young woman who's dark green eyes stared at him.

Leslie bit her lip and prayed in her head the someone, Haley, Punk, Mickie, hell even Chris Jericho would do, though she didn't know him well. John Morrison stared at her slightly and shrugged, saying to his partner "Hell, I don't even know that. But she's pretty." Glaring, Leslie said, almost rudely to the tag champions "Why don't you let me go?" The one with the fedora glared at her slightly, opening his mouth to say something, but an excited squeal cut him off.

"Leslie! It's you!"

The three heard the voice of Mickie James, echoing down the hallway, a smile plastered wide on her face. Leslie wiggled her way out of her arms of Morrison, and bounded down the hall to the Richmond native who she hadn't seen in a very long time. "Mickie, I missed you!" The firey haired young woman hugged the former three time women's champion, who gladly embraced her back. "I'm missed you too Leslie." Mickie wispered back, and held her in the embrace for a few minutes, and watched as the tag team champions walked off, slightly glared at her and her group of friends.

"You saved me!" Leslie exclaimed brightly, and looked at the small group Mickie had brought with her. CM Punk, Haley Mariano, Chris Jericho, Haley's good friend, and some one in a long black coat. Hugging each one of them, Leslie stopped at the coated man. She stared at him, a wide smile crack on her face. Wrapping her arms tightly around him, Leslie bit her lip. "You came...Is this my surpize?" The ruby hired woman's soft voice was muffled in the tall man's coat. Mickie and CM Punk were also smiling wide, and embraced their friend, and their mentor. "It's a little 'Flock Renion' Leslie, baby." Everyone in the hall heard the dark voice of Raven say to his former followers and flock members. Pulling away, Leslie replyed with sarcasm laced in her voice, and rolled her dark green eyes for effect "Oh joy. Everyone knows how much I didn't want a renion of the Flock. But here I am, with part of the flock. Yay me."

Raven crakced a smile, while Mickie giggled and CM Punk pulled Leslie in for another hug. "Yay, more hugs from my favorite hug!" Leslie nearly squealed wrapping her arms around the striaght edge superstar's waist and nuzzling his shoulder slightly. Haley laughed softly at her good friend and the former ECW champion, and didn't want to break up this happy moment for the four superstars who had wreslted on TNA together, and had become re-united.

"I'm on ECW now! I really can't wait! Punk, I'm going to be with you!" Leslie said, her voice filled with joy into Punk's black shirt.

"Leslie, you've got match soon. And I don't think you could really wrestle in that." Haley commented to her good friend, who slowly pulled away from the Chicago native and nodded in agreement with valet of Chris Jericho. Turning to the small group, Leslie sighed walking backwards, saying to them softly "I've missed each and everyone of you, and Jericho, is was nice to meet you. Wish me luck in my first match." Raven nodded at his daughter-like follower, and his voice echoed through the hall as Haley and Leslie made their way down it, heading to Haley and Chris' Locker room, saying to his firey baby brid "Good luck Leslie. Make us proud, show every fan how far you've come, and always believe you can do the impossible." The former TNA and WWE superstar smiled after the two young women, once they were out of view. Out of the corner of his eye, CM Punk was smiling to himself and nodded just slightly after his good friend, who was signed to his brand, he didn't want it to show, but he was thrilled to be with her again.


Yay, another update!

I've been sick lately, and slept for two days, and really didn't wake up alot.

And School stars soon, so my updates might be delayed a bit, but I'll write some parts in class if I get time too.

I hope you enjoy!