Author's Note: I don't own anything except for Shiloh. :) HighflyinJeffHardy owns Angel (Though I'm writing her to fit the part lol.)

True Colours
Chapter Two

Shiloh jogged out to her music, pumping her fist in the air and enjoying the attention of the crowd and ignoring the glare of Angel who was already in the ring. The only reason they hated each other was because of their feelings on Randy. Well, that and the fact Angel was the obvious heel while Shiloh was a face.

After slapping hands on her way down to the ring she slid in, keeping a close eye on Angel to make sure she wasn't attacked before she was ready. They circled each other, the ref standing between them and attempting to make sure the match didn't start before it was supposed to.

The moment the bell rang they launched at each other and locked up, both quite impressive and strangely enough, looking almost like sisters although Angel was a little taller and her blonde hair colour was a little more pure than Shiloh's. After a moment Shiloh heaved the taller woman away from her, letting the cheers from the crowd strengthen her as they prepared for what probably would feel like a battle.

Angel quirked her head slightly at the younger woman, and Shiloh smirked back at her, surging forward and landing a punch on the taller woman. She reciprocated, and the two continued for a moment before Angel gave Shiloh a hard shove, sending her tumbling back. It didn't seem to upset the smaller woman though, who simply rolled her shoulders forward as if stretching.

Angel looked furious, grabbing her by the arm and whipping her into the corner- backing up before running at Shiloh, only to receive a boot to the face that sent her down to the canvas. The match wasn't destined to last long- the longer they were out here, the bigger the risk that Legacy would make an appearance and again the truth would feel hard to hide.

Shiloh yanked Angel into place before quickly jumping up onto the ropes, climbing higher and balancing there for a moment while gesturing for the crowd to cheer. Then she leapt into an almost picture perfect Shooting Star Press, pinning Angel and smirking at the sound of the three count, and the bell.

She stood up and the ref raised her arm in the air, revelling in her win and listening to her music play. Until she heard Randy's music start up and then he and Legacy started walking out. She shook her head a little, but didn't even bother trying to escape the ring, knowing Legacy well enough to get that Cody and Ted would be sliding around the back so no one was leaving.

Carefully she watched as Randy slid into the ring and walked over to Angel first, kneeling beside her and checking on her. After a moment he stood and his glare turned to Shiloh, a mic shoved into his hand a moment later so that he could speak to her.

"You're going to regret this." He said in a strangely calm manner, and everyone could see her say the words 'Really?' whilst making a disbelieving gesture with a shake of her head.

"You're going to regret hurting my girlfriend." He growled in a surprising display of emotion- at least one that didn't involve him or the title.

"Sure." She said, nodding a little though her casual manner didn't seem to show her worrying at all. She turned away to walk out of the ring, catching Ted's carefully guarded face and seeing the worry meant for her in his eyes.

Turning her back was a bad choice- next thing she knew she was slamming to canvas in an RKO which sent stars into her eyes. Angel followed up by burying kicks in her ribs and stomach and Shiloh was sure that if she hadn't stayed firmly on the canvas and ready to roll out that she would have been on the receiving end of a punt- whether it be from Randy or Angel.

She heard Angel's music play as she exited the ring with Randy, and Legacy all walked away up the ramp, leaving Shiloh laying on the canvas holding her ribs. She hadn't avoided the confrontation- but she was glad that Ted hadn't been in the ring or else their secret might have been let out.

Shiloh waited until she knew Legacy was gone, the referee helping her to her feet, still holding her ribs. The crowd cheered for her and the fact that she was getting up and theoretically was okay. Slowly she made her way out of the ring and up the ramp, waving at people as she did and then nearly walking right into Evan as she stepped backstage.

"Shi! Are you okay?" He asked her, his eyes full of concern. She gave him a slight smile and nodded, aside from some bruises she would be okay.

"I'll be okay Evan… Just a little sore. Shouldn't have expected anything less from her. And him."

"I'm sorry I" He started, but she cut him off, shaking her head.

"Don't get involved. You just concentrate on the US title for now. Stay out of his way. Please."

He studied her for a moment, brow drawn before nodding a little "Okay. But if you do need help, at least ask Mark."

"I will. I promise." She said, leaning in to kiss his cheek before tentatively walking back to the locker room while still holding her ribs. Evan probably would have walked her back to the locker room if his match wasn't coming up next.

She took a long hot shower after making sure the bathroom in the locker room was indeed locked as otherwise Montel (or worse, Hornswoggle) was likely to walk in on her. Her ribs were already bruising, but she'd had worse before and so simply shrugged it off, relaxing for a bit before turning the water off and getting changed into some more casual clothes. Shiloh planned on going back to the hotel to sleep, even though she wanted to see Ted to reassure him she was okay. However, she was careful to leave before the show was entirely over, knowing Randy would be there for the duration and not wanting to risk seeing him again, though she left a note on Evan's bag to tell him she'd gone back to the hotel.

What a day.

Author's Note: Ok so this is a little better length wise. I would write more but it's nearly midnight and I wanted to put it up for you. I feel like I should say a couple of things. So I apologise ahead of time for the length of this note.

One, the reaction to this story has been amazing and thank you so much!! I appreciate every single review, every favourite, every story alert. It means so much to me that you're enjoying it, and although I don't have any kind of review "requirement" to post another chapter, I hope you do review because I love to know what you think.

Secondly, I can't believe that Eddie "Umaga" Fatu has passed away. I saw him here in Australia LESS THAN A WEEK ago and it is so surreal to think that he is gone now. I feel privileged to have seen one of his last matches and my heart absolutely goes out to his family.

R.I.P
Eddie "Umaga" Fatu
1973-2009