Title: What's hers is hers part 4
Pairing: Mickie/Trish; Mickie/Candice
Disclaimer: I don't own them... any of them... and I'm not affiliated
with the WWE in anyway AND... I'm not making money doing this... lol
most people aren't even reading this...
Rating: NC-17; well later on it will be NC-17
Summary: When Trish decides to go back to the WWE... she reclaims
what's hers meaning way more than the title.

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"Is this about Trish?" Candice asked breaking the silence.

"Trish? No… I'm just tired… why would you think this is about Trish?" Mickie lied, asking a question to avoid going back into silence. She knew if they did happen to fall back into silence then Candice would keep analyzing the situations until she was 100 percent sure that this was all about Trish.

"I don't know… it's just you've been acting…" Candice paused pondering on her words. "…different since we left the locker room" she continued.

Different was an understatement. The girl in front of her wasn't her usually bubbly, overly-ecstatic self.

"Just tired… that's all" Mickie lied once again felling the need to make her lie more believable. She was never particularly good at lying, especially to Candice.

"Come on" Candice said getting up from the table and leaving two hundred dollars to cover the bill. It was way more money than the bill actually added up to but Candice was always generous and that was something Mickie loved about her.

"Where are we going?" Mickie asked, quite nonchalantly. She wasn't really in the mood to go anywhere else.

"To the hotel… it's obvious you don't wanna be here so let's go" Candice answered. Mickie smiled. Candice was very understanding, that was yet another thing that she loved about her.

The ride to the hotel was virtually silent. The only sound that could be heard was the soft buzz of the radio which was so low the words or song were indistinctive and the quiet purr of the car's engine.

As soon as Mickie got into their hotel room she sighed. It was a cozy room with one large bed covered in comfy cotton sheets. The walls were painted a beige colour that reminded Mickie of a documentary she once watched about palaces in India. There was a medium sized television and a large glass door leading to a balcony from which one could view the lights of the illuminated city at night. There was also a door that led to a luxurious bathroom. In all, the room was pretty romantic and it reminded Mickie of her last night with Trish when they had spent the whole night just exploring each other's bodies. Mickie sighed again. This was all becoming too much for her to handle.

"I'm gonna go for a walk" Mickie said, dashing out of the hotel room before Candice could object or offer to go with her.

Mickie walked out into the cool evening air the scent of the near by beach's ocean reaching her nostrils immediately. She could remember her last night with Trish perfectly. She could almost feel Trish's hands and lips on her like she was right there with her.

This was insane, Trish had been back on the WWE roster for mere hours and she was already turning Mickie's life upside down. She didn't even know if Trish still wanted or if Trish would take her back. It shouldn't have even mattered if Trish wanted her anymore because she had Candice now.

Mickie paced outside the hotel; ignoring the odd looks she was receiving from people walking by. She was almost resolved in her decision; If Trish did in fact want her back, she would surly rush into her arms and act like she had never left. After all, Trish did usually get what she wanted and who was Mickie to change that.

Mickie walked back into the hotel lobby, inhaling heavily before opening the door to her hotel room.

"Candice?" Mickie called softly.

"I'm in here baby" Candice called back from the bathroom. Mickie walked into the bathroom to see Candice in a gold robe that was open just a tiny bit but enough to see that she was naked underneath. "I set you a bubble bath because you said you were sore earlier" Candice said pointing to the big bathtub filled with hot water and a lot of bubbles.

Mickie smiled. Maybe she wasn't so resolved in her decision. She just couldn't imagine leaving Candice.

TBC….

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