Chapter 7

"Here come the Guns. It's been two weeks since the beating they took. Man, Shelley doesn't look like he'll be ready for a match this Sunday." Taz said as the Motor City Machine Guns made their way down the ramp.

"You are right Taz. His arm is in a sling. I heard it is a broken collarbone. It could be a month before he's back in the ring." Tenay said as Alex picked up a microphone.

Alex and Chris walked quietly to the ring. It had been a few weeks since they had seen Maggie and they had done quite a bit of thinking. More than a few times it crossed their minds to just give Generation Me the tag belts, but they both knew that even Maggie didn't want that. The look in her eyes told them they couldn't give up that easily. At least that's how Alex took it two weeks before when the last thing he remembered seeing was his sister's face.

"Max…Jeremy…my sister means more to both me and Chris than these stupid belts, but we don't think that we should…"

"Shelley…" Alex paused when he heard Max Buck's voice echo through the ImpactZone. He turned to see Generation Me come on the video board. "We hear that you are injured. That's too bad. However, we still want our title shot on Sunday at Against All Odds. We don't care if we kick both of your asses or just Sabin's. If this match doesn't happen…if it's cancelled for some reason…well then say good-bye to your sister." The camera turned to Maggie, who was still tied and gagged, but with a few more bruises on her face.

"Did you know that she's a feisty one Sabin?" Jeremy said winking and running his hand down Maggie's face. "Lucky you!" The laugh from Jeremy made Alex sick to his stomach, but he couldn't think about that right then. He was doing everything he could to calm his best friend down.

"Wow, Sabin is pissed after that comment from Jeremy Buck! Shelley is doing his best to calm him down and hold him back." Taz said as Alex held Chris back with his good arm.

Chris could feel his blood boiling. Generation Me had no right to touch Maggie. When he got the chance he would not let them walk away from the ring on their own. He didn't care if they lost the belts…as long as they got Maggie back and beat the crap out of Gen Me. He grabbed the microphone from Alex and pushed him out of the way.

"YOU WANT A FIGHT ON SUNDAY AT AGAINST ALL ODDS? YOU GOT IT!" Chris yelled. But if I win you let Maggie go…"

"Surely you aren't ordering us around...are you Sabin?" Max asked picking Maggie's head up for the Guns to see her tear-streaked and bruised face. With a laugh the video turned off.

"Well Taz, looks like we're going to have a tag match this weekend, but Chris Sabin will probably be on his own."