[A/N: Oh, yay. Another chapter up tonight. Everyone who wanted a new chapter tonight can thank CenaCandiceFan4Life for the first review that prompted me to put this chapter up. So. If I can get at least one more review, then you'll get chapter five tomorrow, after I get off work. And as an incentive, chapter five has a LOT more Matt in it.]
After they all wished her luck, Kim slipped out of the locker room, and made her way to Gorilla position, holding the towel tightly around her, her head down as she tried to remain inconspicuous.
As she leaned against a wall in Gorilla position, she heard Jerry 'The King' Lawler announce the rules for the bikini competition. In the middle of his sentence, the opening chords of 'Every Rose Has It's Thorn' sounded, and the lights dimmed as strobes flared. The crowd began to scream and cheer as they recognized several of the pictures flashing on the screen of Kim. In the ring, all of the Divas and the King stared, in shock and speechless as Kim made her way down the ramp, holding her towel around her, smiling at the fans.
She easily climbed into the ring, and smiled at Victoria and Molly Holly, both of whom looked extremely surprised to see her, but genuinely happy that she was back.
One by one, the Divas dropped their towels to the shouting approval of the fans. And by the end of the competition, when Kim dropped hers, the crowd seemed to roar it's approval.
"I think it's very obvious who our winner is- Kimberly Rose!" The King announced.
Just as Kim's name left the King's mouth, a female's voice crooned "You think you know me…." Kim groaned a bit, and kicked off her heels as the other Divas and the King slipped out of the ring. Adam and Amy walked down the ramp hand in hand, a microphone in Adam's hand.
"Hang on just one damn minute." Adam said. "You people want a skank like that to win? Why not something like this?"
He spun Amy in a slow circle as the fans chanted 'Slut! Slut! Slut!'
"What's wrong, big brother? Upset that I'm back? That I'm better than ever? That your little ho is the first on my list for a total ass kicking?" Kim said after getting her own microphone.
"You can't beat her and you know it, Kim. You lost your job to her last time, you'll do it again, I guarantee it." Adam retorted.
"I'll tell both of you right now, I'm a lot tougher than I ever was, and in a lot better shape than I ever have been, and I could kick your ass, Lita, any day of the week." Kim said coolly.
Adam dropped the microphone as he and Amy reached the ring. Amy climbed in first, and Adam was about to climb in the side, but a blur tackled him. Kim focused on Amy, rushing forward, and knocking her off the ring apron and onto the floor.
Before she could launch herself over the ring ropes, security had flooded the area and was dragging someone off of Adam, as Amy tried to help. Kim craned her neck a bit, trying to see who had attacked her self-centered older brother, and gasped when her eyes met a pair of dark brown ones so much like her daughter's. It was Matt Hardy.
Matt's dark eyes gazed up and down Kim's body appraisingly as the security guards tried to drag him up the ramp, where Adam and Amy were walking backwards, shouting all kinds of things at Kim and Matt.
Kim slipped out of the ring, and as soon as Adam and Amy were backstage, she hurried back, ignoring Bischoff's shouts of her name. Her pace quickened as she neared her locker room, and threw the door open, relieved to see only Jason.
"Kim, baby, are you alright?" Jason pulled her into his arms.
"Yeah… I think so, Jay." Kim leaned against him, her head buried in his shoulder. "I wasn't prepared to see him."
"I know you weren't, honey, but you handled it good." He stroked her hair gently.
"Jay, I freaked the minute I got through the curtain. Bischoff was yelling for me, but I just ran here. I can't think." Kim started to calm down a bit.
Jason nodded a bit, still holding her.
"Trish and Jeff took Mackenzie to Trish's locker room when Adam and Amy came out. They didn't want her to see that. And then when Matt came out, I wanted to come out and help you so bad, Kimmy." He said.
"Thank God. I wouldn't want her to see me like this." Kim pulled away from her brother finally, taking a couple deep breaths.
"You gonna be okay, Kimmy?" Jason asked softly.
"Yeah, I think so. At least I'll be prepared if he attacks Adam again." She nodded.
"I hope he does attack Adam again. He's a jerk, and deserves it." Jason said.
"And I'll give Amy what she deserves next week. I'm going to call her out and challenge her." Kim told him.
"Are you sure that's smart, Kimmy? Amy's just looking for a reason to try and injure you." Jason looked a bit worried.
"Jay, I've been retraining since Mackenzie was eight months old. I knew that one day I would return to wrestling, whether it be with WWE or TNA. I got lucky, being resigned with the WWE. And the only thing I've been training my body for is to take more punishment and absorb more blows, and deal better ones. Bret used to make me stay in his sharpshooter for minutes at a time, with me fighting against the pain." Kim told him. "After Mackenzie was born, I told myself to forget everything that you and Adam, and everyone else had taught me. I had Bret and Scott and Sean, and Tommy completely retrain me."
"You told me about this before, Kimmy, but it's still dangerous, willingly stepping into the ring with someone who really wants to hurt you." He said.
"I know what I'm doing, Jay, and if I don't call Amy out, she may try and jump me from behind. And you know Bischoff will find a way to stop you from helping me. I have to rely on myself for now." Kim said.
"I know you can beat Amy, Kimmy. I just don't want you risking getting injured, or losing this job." Jason replied.
"If I get injured, I'll deal. And Stephanie swore that they weren't going to make the mistake of losing me. Because they know the minute my contract is up, TNA is going to swoop down on me." Kim said.
Jason just shook his head slightly.