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Author's Note: It is at this point that I will be taking poetic license with the events that have and will take place on Monday Night Raw. Up to this point in real life, Beth Phoenix successfully won the Women's title from Mickie James at SummerSlam and is in her full Glamazon glory. The Triple L's version of events begins with Beth's match versus Kelly Kelly on August 25th. I hope you enjoy.


Now… You're a Diva

Chapter 9

A Star is Born

Monday, August 25, 2008 – Wachovia Arena – Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania

Mickie was smack dab in the middle of things. Her reputation as a budding matchmaker was on the line. She was nervous about whether or not her storyline idea would go over with the fans. In her mind, she figured that it wouldn't take much for even the nastiest of the Divas to be cheered by the fans. After all, they were Divas. She had seen some of the better face turns in wrestling history and was sure that this one would be a piece of cake. She remembered when The Rock, Mankind, The Undertaker, Shawn Michaels, Triple H and Chris Jericho as well as her good friend Trish Stratus became fan favorites and was sure that Kat could pull it off. Now, it was just a matter of executing the program.

"Are you sure this is gonna work?" Beth asked Mickie.

"Did you ask Richard or Stephanie or Dusty (Rhodes) if a match would work?" Mickie countered.

"Between them, they've booked more matches than you've wrestled in for your entire career so excuse me if I'm more than just a little skeptical." Beth said.

"Look. You are my friend. And I would never damage your professional reputation. I know what's at stake professionally and personally. I promise you, this will put her over and help to deliver her to you at the same time." Mickie said.

"By kicking her butt?" Beth responded.

"She knows what her part of the big picture is. Just trust me. Okay?" Mickie said.

"Only because you're so cute." Beth said.

"I get that a lot." Mickie said with a smile. Mickie then suddenly found herself in darkness as two hands covered her eyes.

"And for good reason. You are cute." Mickie spun around with her mouth wide open in shock. Her baby was in the arena.

"MEL? MEL!" Mickie threw her arms around her girlfriend's neck, careful not to be too amorous with staff and other wrestlers walking around backstage.

"I thought I'd surprise you." Melina said as she hugged Mickie, who looked down at Melina's walking cast boot. "It's not Manolo Blahnik. But it'll do. Hey Beth." Melina embraced Beth.

"Come on back to the locker room." Mickie said.

"I'm actually gonna hang out in the production truck. I wanna see this go down from the inside. Just come get me when you're done." Melina said. "Good luck Beth."

"Thanks Mel." Beth said as she watched Melina turn and walk down the hallway. Several moments later, Mickie and Beth saw Kat stop Melina in the hallway and greet her before making her way toward them. "Is my heart supposed to start racing like this?"

"If you're madly in love it is." Mickie said.

"Then I'm okay." Beth said just before Kat got within earshot.

"Kat, you ready?" Mickie said.

"I think so." Kat said.

"Just because you're my girl, that doesn't mean I'm gonna take it easy on you." Beth said.

"I like it rough." Kat replied almost immediately. "I'm a big girl. I can handle it."

Beth then took a step forward and got nose to nose with Kat. "But you're not as big as me. Remember that." Beth snarled causing Kat to pause for a moment, not realizing that Beth had already put her game face on.

"Take it easy Beth. We don't go on for a few more minutes." Kat said, glancing over at the monitor where CM Punk and JBL were battling in the ring.

"Just make sure you bring it, baby." Beth growled.

It was then that Kat decided to slip effortlessly into her Katie Lea persona. "Consider it brought, sweetheart." Kat purred as she glared at Beth with that combination sexy-deadly gaze before retreating. "Mick, I'll see you over at the ramp." With that, Kat walked away.

"Turning it on a bit early, don't you think?" Mickie said to Beth.

"She's always been on the good side of the Glamazon. She needed to feel the bad side before she stepped out there." Beth said.

"I didn't know the Glamazon had a good side." Mickie joked.

"Kiss my ass." Beth playfully shot back as she headed for the backstage area behind the curtain and ramp known as the "Gorilla position", named after legendary wrestler and announcer Gorilla Monsoon who would give wrestlers about to step into the arena last minute advice and pep talks.

"I wouldn't wanna make Santino mad!" Mickie replied with a smirk as she watched Beth walk away.

Moments later…

The ring entrance music for Kelly Kelly began blaring. "Holla, Holla, Holla… So all my girls in the back say ho, cause you know just how we do…"

Lillian Garcia was in the ring making her announcement for the Divas match. "The following contest is set for one fall, making her way to the ring, from Jacksonville, Florida, Kelly Kelly!"

Beth was standing at the bottom of the stairs that led up to the top of the ramp behind the curtain with Mickie standing beside her. "Remember, this is the beginning of your path. And at the end are you and Kat living happily ever after."

"It better be. Because I'd hate to have to cry in front of you… and then kick your ass." Beth deadpanned before giving Mickie a wink and jogging up the stairs as Kelly's music continued to play.

In the moments before her music started, Beth always said a small prayer for the health and safety of herself and her opponents. Just as she lifted her head from her prayer, the opening notes of her music began to play. With championship belt in hand, she made her way out into the arena to the raucous boos of the Wilkes-Barre crowd.

"And from Buffalo, New York, she is the WWE Women's Champion, Beth Phoenix, the Glamazon!"

The match went smoothly for the first two minutes or so until Beth whipped Kelly off of the ropes and telegraphed a back body drop, bending over several seconds too early and allowing Kelly to land a perfectly placed boot on Beth's nose. When Beth stood up after grabbing her nose, the fans could see that Kelly had drawn blood. It was then that Beth's face grew dark with anger and she set out to make this blonde Barbie doll (ironic because Kelly's real-life nickname is Barbie), pay for what she had just done.

The next two minutes were a Glamazon clinic on how to beat another Diva down in every conceivable way. Kelly regained the upper hand after Beth caught her foot in mid-kick, enabling her to do her signature back flip away from Beth who charged right into a drop-toe hold from Kelly that made her land face first on the mat. As Beth staggered to her feet dazed, Kelly came up behind her and rolled her up from behind pinning her shoulders to the mat for the shocking 1-2-3, all, minus the bloody nose which was not planned, according to the storyline, of course.

As Kelly's music played, Kelly staggered to her feet and had her hand raised by the referee, still in shock over her win against the Women's Champion. She began walking around the ring with her arms raised overhead, pointing to the fans in celebration of her win, when a chain of events that would alter the landscape of the Divas division began.

Beth came up behind Kelly just as she began to climb the turnbuckle to celebrate, pulling the smaller Diva back down into the ring. Beth then began to savagely beat Kelly, pummeling her with every hard shot she had in her arsenal. The fans gasped in horror as Beth was in the process of destroying Kelly. Just as the fans thought that the beautiful blonde had suffered more than enough by daring to defeat the Glamazon, Beth added to Kelly's suffering by motioning toward the back for someone to join her.

"And the Glamazon is calling for somebody from the back…" Raw announcer Michael Cole said. "OH MY GOD! Katie Lea is headed out here!" Kat ran down to the ring and slid underneath the rope. It was now a two-on-one mugging of Kelly Kelly. She didn't stand a chance. Kat and Beth continued their heinous beatdown of Kelly unchecked until the opening beat of another Diva's music signified that the odds were now about to be even.

"MICKIE JAMES! MICKIE JAMES IS COMING OUT TO SAVE KELLY KELLY! NOW THE SIDES ARE EVEN!" Michael Cole screamed.

"IT'S A DIVAS BRAWL, MICHAEL COLE!" The color analyst, Jerry "The King" Lawler, added.

Mickie began clearing house as she went back and forth between Beth and Kat, delivering blow after blow until the numbers finally caught up to her and Beth leveled her with a right hand. After several foot stomps from both women, Kat called for Beth to pick Mickie up. Beth picked the near-limp Mickie up from the mat and held her for what Kat intended to be the knockout blow. With Beth holding Mickie, Kat charged with her right hand ready to unload. She swung and at the last possible second, Mickie wiggled out of Beth grasp and Kat's thunderous right hand crashed against Beth's cheek, sending her crashing to the mat. A bewildered Kat looked on in horror for a second before Mickie planted her foot into Kat's midsection and delivered a standing Mick Kick that sent Kat to the mat for good. Mickie's music began playing as she scooped Kelly up and helped the listless Diva back up the ramp to the locker room.

As both Kat and Beth recovered, Beth, seeing that the woman that knocked her out was still in the ring confronted her, in character of course.

"What the hell was that? You hit me!" Beth yelled as she shoved Kat with both hands in the chest, their shouting match being picked up by the in-ring camera's microphone.

"Why didn't you hold her longer?" Kat responded, shoving Beth back.

"Do you know who you're putting your hands on?" Beth screamed as she shoved Kat again.

"Yeah! I do! Beth Phoenix, the Glamabitch!" Kat spat before delivering a slap across Beth's face that echoed throughout the 8300-seat arena in Northeastern Pennsylvania. The crowd roared its approval of Kat's slap as Beth responded by pouncing on Kat. The two women began rolling around on the mat trading wild blows before Beth took the upper hand with her power and began beating down Katie Lea. She managed to get Katie Lea in position to deliver her classic Glam Slam when Kat managed to somehow reverse it and deliver her signature Kat Nip finisher to Beth as the crowd cheered. As much as they disliked Kat, they hated Beth even more. Mickie had counted on that and the crowd in Wilkes-Barre delivered.

On that night as her music blared in the arena, Katie Lea Burchill was over with the fans who continued to cheer as she jawed at a fallen Beth, picking up her title belt and mocking her with it before holding it up to the crowd who cheered her again, before she finally threw the belt down in disgust near Beth and began making her way up the ramp. In the ultimate sign of her being over with the fans on that night, as she made her way to the ramp, dozens of fans at ringside held their hands out for Kat to slap. With adrenaline coursing through her veins, the woman behind Katie Lea Burchill, Katarina Waters, soaked up the adulation of the crowd and slapped some of those hands that stretched in front of her.

As Kat glared at Beth in the ring, who was now on her knees glaring back at her, both women had the same thought. "I hope Mickie knows what the hell she's doing."

Backstage, Mickie and Kelly received congratulations from the other Superstars for a good performance. As they made their way back to the locker room, Mickie, who watched the Kat-Beth encounter from a monitor near the ramp, was confident that her plan was working flawlessly.

"Thanks Kell. I owe you one for this." Mickie said.

"Taking an ass-whipping from Beth? You owe me two and a beer." Kelly joked causing Mickie to laugh.

As Mickie and Kelly neared the locker room door, the saw their match booker, Richard Blood, on the receiving end of a one-way conversation on his cell phone.

"Would… Would you… Just calm down…" Richard said. It was obvious to Kelly and Mickie that whoever was on the other end of the phone was very upset. "I… I know it wasn't what we discussed… I understand… But…" Unable to get a word in edgewise, Richard put his hand over the mouthpiece and rolled his eyes. "Mickie, could you help me out here please?"

"What's wrong?" Mickie asked.

"Candice is furious. She thinks that she's being replaced in the program by Kat." Richard said. "I didn't know she knew that many curse words."

Candice Michelle was the former Women's champion and GoDaddy dot com spokesmodel that had been out of action for several months with a broken collarbone. She was normally one of the sweetest women in the Divas locker room, always willing to listen to and dispense advice and encouragement at every turn. However, the last minute change in the program that she had been told about had her enraged.

"Lemme talk to her." Mickie said as she reached for his cell phone. Mickie took the cell phone and put it up to her ear, only to swept up by Hurricane Candice.

"DO YOU FUCKING HERE ME? I DID NOT COME BACK JUST TO BE EYE CANDY! I DESERVE TO BE A TITLE CONTENDER!" Candice screamed into the phone.

"Candice?" Mickie said as Candice was still on full boil. "CANDICE! It's Mickie. Talk to me."

"Mickie? What the fuck is going on around there?" Candice spat. "I get injured and get promised a top spot when I get back and now I'm sitting here watching Kat get my spot?" Mickie then heard a male voice in the background that she assumed was Candice's husband; tell her nicely to calm down. "No Ken, I will not calm down! I am not gonna be treated that way!"

"Candice, if you hold on for a second, I can explain everything." Mickie said calmly. "Kat is not taking your spot. You are still gonna be Beth's number one challenger. Look, Richard and Stephanie are doing a favor for me."

"A favor? What kind of favor?" Candice asked sharply. Mickie stepped away from Kelly and Richard and explained most of what was going on with Beth and Kat and her plan to get them together. She also explained that Kat was only temporarily working with Beth until the plan has been completed.

"So you will still get your title shot against Beth. It'll just be at No Mercy instead of Unforgiven." Mickie said of the pay-per-view show, No Mercy, scheduled for October. Mickie said.

At this point, Candice was considerably calmer and back to her normally sweet and cheerful self. "Beth and Kat? Really?" Candice asked. "Well, I wouldn't have guessed that you and that other chick would have gotten together so I guess I can believe those two."

"Candice, are the two of you ever going to bury the hatchet?" Mickie said of Candice's off-screen feud with Melina.

"Only if I can bury it between her eyes." Candice said with venom.

"Watch it. That's the woman I love you're talking about." Mickie said just as Melina walked up. "Hey babe." Mickie whispered to Melina.

"Oh! Is that her? Tell the skank I said hi!" Candice said.

"Candice!" Mickie exclaimed.

"Oh, you're talking to the Slut Daddy dot com girl? Tell her I said drop dead." Melina spat, mocking Candice's former job of the spokesmodel for GoDaddy dot com.

"Would you chill, please?" Mickie asked Melina.

"That's okay. I don't feel like getting into it with her right now." Candice said. "I gotta go. Thanks for calming me down and I'll see you in St. Louis."

"Okay. Take care." Mickie said.

"Bye bitch!" Melina said with sing-songy sarcasm as Mickie snapped her phone shut. Mickie looked incredulously at Melina as the beautiful Latina had a smirk on her face. "WHAT? You know I don't like her."

"That whole move-stealing thing was over a year ago. Give it a rest." Mickie said with exasperation about the argument that started their feud. Candice claimed that Melina had stolen one of her signature moves and passed it off as a Melina original. "Anyway, you were the one that said she had a spare tire."

Melina chuckled to herself. "Pillsbury Dough Girl." She snickered. Mickie opened her mouth in exasperation again. "All right! All right! I'll lay off her. She's your friend."

"Thank you." Mickie said. "Now let me go get a quick massage and we can get out of here."

Melina stepped up to Mickie and whispered in her ear. "Why don't you let me massage you and we can get out of here now."

Mickie let an impish grin slide across her face. "Give me fifteen minutes to shower and change."

Melina looked at her watch. "Fourteen fifty-nine. Fourteen fifty-eight…"

True to her word, Mickie emerged from the locker room freshly showered and changed and ready for her night with Melina. With her bag slung over her shoulder, she began heading for the exit walking next to Melina. On their way out, they ran into Layla.

"Mickie, not sticking around for the end of the show?" Layla asked.

"No. I need to get some rest." Mickie said. Layla shot a look at Melina standing next to her and recognized the gleam in her eye.

"I wouldn't count on that happening tonight." Layla said with a smirk. "See you two later." Layla said with an airy voice and a cutesy wave as she walked away.

Monday, August 25, 2008 – Hilton Garden Inn – Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania

Mickie and Melina spilled into the room frantically kissing each other. Following the slam of the door, gym bags and purses were thrown to the floor with reckless abandon. Barely taking a moment to breathe, the two women engaged in a fierce battle to see which one could undress the other first. Clothes were shed at a lightening pace as the two women panted and gasped during their full-bore make out session.

Melina made the first big move as she spun Mickie around hard enough to make her momentarily lose balance causing her to grasp the edge of the table in front of her to keep her on her feet. That was exactly what Melina wanted. The fiery Latina pressed herself into Mickie and began roughly fingering her causing her to cry out. Mickie arched her back and reached behind her head to cradle Melina's as the injured superstar continued her rough lovemaking. To Melina's surprise, the normally quick-to-cum Mickie held out longer than anticipated despite her best efforts to bring her to climax. It was then that Melina decided that she would have to pull out the heavy artillery; her mouth.

"Cum for me, baby." Melina whispered with intense eroticism. "I need it so bad. You need it so bad. Cum for me." Melina knew that her words were working as she felt Mickie's body begin to tense up; a sure fire signal that Mickie was begin to ride that most magnificent wave. When the recently-dethroned Women's Champion finally climaxed, she did so with a sexy growl that emanated from the back of her throat that sent a charge straight through Melina. With a fresh supply of adrenaline coursing through her, Melina spun Mickie around again to face her, crushing their lips together in an almost violent kiss. She then began working her way down Mickie's collarbone, stopping as she latched on to one of Mickie's erect nipples and sucking deeply. As Mickie's head fell back in ecstatic bliss, Melina seized the opportunity by pushing Mickie down with her back flat on the table and descending upon her center in cat-like fashion.

Mickie grabbed two handfuls of Melina's hair, pulling hard as Melina's mouth went to work on her. Melina let out a grunt that went with the quick flash of pain that shot through her head with the roughness of Mickie's hair pull. That grunt was quickly replaced by a grin of satisfaction when she heard Mickie breathlessly and profanely cry out moments before another orgasm sent her into near-hysterics. After taking a moment to catch her breath, Mickie sat up and placed both hands behind Melina's head as she launched into another round of erotic kissing. Mickie then stood to her feet and, in a quick and powerful move, picked Melina up underneath her butt and began walking over toward the sofa. Melina was bracing herself for the fall she knew she was going to take when Mickie threw her down on the sofa, but was surprised when Mickie turned around with her back to the sofa and sat down with Melina on top of her, straddling her.

There was more panting, sweating and giggling in between kisses. Mickie and Melina were in love and it showed when they made love to each other. It was the perfect combination of sugar and spice, nice and nasty, sweet and libidinous. On this night, both women opted for the spicy, nasty, libidinous option. Mickie turned her body slightly and began to recline. Melina attempted to lower herself to join Mickie but was rebuffed.

"Stay right there." Mickie purred as she maneuvered herself to slide underneath Melina. The former Women's Champion knew what was coming next. Mickie placed her hands on Melina's butt and pressed Melina's center into her mouth and began to bring the same intensity to Melina's doorstep that she had received earlier. The flicks of Mickie's tongue were devastating in their impact, given Melina's seemingly extra sensitivity on that evening.

"Ohmigod, baby!" Melina cried out.

"Un-huh." Mickie grunted as she continued. Moments later, she felt Melina's body jerk above her followed by a long, loud groan that signaled the throes of Melina's orgasm. Always one for a spirited competition, Mickie was not going to be outdone by Melina as she set out to even the score. Without warning, as Melina recovered, Mickie seized Melina's clit, covering it with her mouth and sucking it with steady pulses that made Melina's eyes stretch wide open.

"AY DIOS MIO! FUCK!" Melina bellowed, followed by a sexy grunt as she reached down and grabbed Mickie's hair. Mickie knew that when Melina started crying out in a combination of English and Spanish that she had the Latina right where she wanted her. Even though she was on top, she was completely at Mickie's will. Through gritted teeth Melina cried out, "Oh God, Mickie, you're gonna make me cum again!" Mickie went into overdrive in her attempt to bring Melina's words to rapid fruition. Moments later, Melina felt something inside her about to erupt like never before. "Baby, lemme up! Lemme up!" Melina panted.

"No." Mickie said. "Right here, right now."

"But baby I…" Melina never finished her sentence as her body tensed up moments before the wettest, most Earth-shattering orgasm of her young life consumed her.

Mickie held on for dear life as Melina screamed and bucked as her climax made her violently spasm. The wonder of the situation was that Mickie had managed to keep Melina astride her during the erotic endgame. Mickie began to slide downward as Melina collapsed forward in a breathless, panting heap of wild, matted hair. Mickie slowly licked her lips and wiped her chin as she sat up and turned around to watch a woman that thrived on total control of herself both inside and outside of the ring curled up on her side and slowly brushing the hair out of her face.

"You win." Melina said breathlessly. "I can't compete with you… I never came so hard in my life." Melina said as she squirmed. She then drew breath between her teeth. "Damn, that shit felt good!"

"You were pretty good yourself, baby." Mickie purred softly.

"If Kat makes Beth feel half as good as you just made me feel, Beth will be hooked for life." Melina said, her breath still trying to return.

"They just need to tell each other how they feel first." Mickie said.

"But not until Unforgiven." Melina said.

"If Steph can deliver, then yeah." Mickie said. Just then, her cell phone rang. It was the familiar ringtone, All Grown Up by Jacki-O, also known as Stephanie's ring entrance music. Mickie hopped up and picked her jeans up off the floor, fishing her phone out of the pocket and answering it.

"Hey Steph!"

"Hey Mick. Good news. My father signed off on the contract about an hour ago. Your plan for Unforgiven is a go."

"You are the best! I don't know how to repay you." Mickie gushed.

"How about some of your dad's chili? Paul and I loved it." Stephanie said referring to her real-life husband, the WWE Champion Triple H, by his real name.

"Consider it done. Kiss the baby for me."

"I will. I'll see you in Cleveland."

"You're coming to Unforgiven?"

"For what you're planning? I have to see it in person. I've been there before myself. I can't wait."

"All right Steph. Take care."

"You too."

"That's that, huh?" Melina asked Mickie.

Mickie smiled. "That's that. The wheels are in motion. Let's just hope the train doesn't run over Kat and Beth."


Sunday, September 7, 2008 – 11 am - Quicken Loans Arena – Cleveland, Ohio

The two weeks since Wilkes-Barre went smoothly in Diva land. Fans in the arenas for house shows and Raw as well as fans on the Internet were really starting to warm up to the idea of the good girl Katie Lea Burchill. If the episode with Beth got her over with the fans, then the open-handed slap she delivered to her on-stage brother, Paul Birchill, the following week in St. Louis solidified her standing as the newest "face" Diva. She was enjoying the new dynamic of wrestling with Mickie against Beth. For the last house show, they even brought out Victoria, a WWE Diva from the Smackdown show, to try to "talk" some sense into Katie Lea. That encounter devolved into a shoving match that turned into a Katie Lea rout.

On the personal side, Kat and Beth were maintaining their friendship despite the tension that existed between them. With Mickie coaching them from inside the locker room and Melina coaching them from afar, the two best friends were able to maintain their cool by avoiding the subject of relationships altogether. Both women had their secret parts of Mickie's plan to get them together to play out, and both would play out inside the cavernous arena in downtown Cleveland. There was tension in the air, not only from the three Championship Scramble matches taking place later that evening, but also from the rumors circulating that Vince, Shane and Stephanie McMahon would be in attendance backstage.

With all of this swirling around in her head, Kat decided that she needed to go to a comfortable place to think. For her, comfort was most readily found in a WWE arena. After gaining entry into the arena, she walked around the bowels of the facility for a few minutes before making her way to the thick black curtain that separated the backstage area from the arena. As she approached, she noticed that there were no stairs. There would be no ramp, no elevated stage from which the wrestlers would enter the arena. After a moment or two of confusion, she remembered why there was no ramp and smiled to herself.

She stepped out into the empty arena. The place was dark, save for a few spotlights that shone down into the ring. As she walked slowly down the entrance aisle, she turned around and looked up at the massive set piece that was the Unforgiven video screen. She had been involved in pay-per-view cards before, but this one felt different. It felt like everything was about to change. Her professional and personal life was about to undergo an extreme makeover. She reached the ring and climbed inside. She was supposed to meet Beth backstage around two o'clock to go over the spots for their match. Kat was booked to lose her match to Beth. The Glamazon was scheduled to drop her title to Candice at No Mercy. But that didn't matter to Kat at that moment. From the moment she discovered that Beth was in love with her, the perspective that she had changed. Wrestling was still important to her. The Women's title was still her ultimate professional goal. But it wasn't everything. She valued the friendship that she had with Beth and given Beth's feelings for her and the feelings that had manifested inside her for Beth, she was ready to take things to the next level. But first came the payoff for Mickie's plan.

It was going to be fun, Kat was sure of it. She was nervous, yet excited. Over the past two weeks, Beth, along with her on-screen boyfriend Santino Marella, had been teasing and taunting Katie Lea mercilessly and this night was designed to be Katie Lea's payback – and what a payback it will be. Everyone involved agreed that at the end of the night, Katie Lea will either be the most popular Diva in the WWE or second behind Mickie.

All of these things flooded Kat's mind as she stood in the middle of the ring and looked around at the empty arena. Twenty thousand fans cheering with their signs. The bright lights. The announcers calling the action. The Superstars in the back watching.

"Kat."

Beth watching Kat soak in the empty arena.

"Katarina."

"Huh?" Kat snapped out of her trance. She heard her name called. She twirled around in the middle of the ring but didn't see anybody.

"Over here." The voice sounded like Beth's but her identity wasn't confirmed until she stepped out of the shadow that enveloped the announcer's table she was sitting behind. "Looks like we had the same idea." Beth said as she climbed the ring steps and stepped into the ring.

"I was going batty in my hotel room." Kat said with a nervous chuckle.

"Me too." Beth said quietly.

"Arenas are so much larger when they're empty." Kat observed.

"There's an eerie beauty inside an empty stadium." Beth said. "When I was in college, I would sometimes watch the basketball teams practice. When they got finished I would just sit there in the stands and look around. It was kind of peaceful."

"Well what we're gonna do tonight is anything but peaceful." Kat said.

"It never is Kit Kat. It never is." Beth said.

"That's the first time you've ever called me that." Kat noted.

Beth paused for a moment and shrugged her shoulders. "You just… feel like a Kit Kat to me today."

Kat looked at Beth intently for a moment. She felt like she couldn't contain herself any longer. She wanted to kiss her, she needed to kiss her. She had to touch her. So Kat did the one thing in the situation that would keep her from cracking. With lightening quickness, Kat advanced on Beth, picking her up by the butt and carrying her over to the corner, stopping about a foot short of the corner before tossing Beth into the turnbuckles, her golden blonde mane splaying in different directions. Beth was stunned, shaken and aroused at the same time. Kat stepped forward getting nose to nose with Beth.

"Well I feel like tussling around in this ring for a bit. Are you up for it?" Kat asked in that sultry way that, now that Beth was coming to terms with her feelings for Kat, drove Beth crazy.

"Middle of the ring, collar and elbow lockup. After you." Beth accepted Kat's offer.

It was a brilliant move on both of their parts. Both women desperately needed to burn off some of the sexual tension that had built up between them and this was the perfect way to do it. Both knew that nothing would come of it, knowing that anyone could walk into the arena at any moment. Without a word, they began practicing the spots for their match. Each woman savored the close quarters contact as they wrestled, secretly hoping that Mickie's plan would unfold successfully and that they could begin to work on close quarters contact of a more intimate nature.


Just like a good boxing match, this story will end up going ten full rounds. Chapter ten is the payoff chapter and the last chapter in our story. I've got lots of Triple L goodness in store for the finale.

WWE Unforgiven 2008, LaughLoveLive-style, live from Cleveland, Ohio, USA is next!

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