I'm too tired to care that Rob has my notes. Besides that I always have a back up on PC. I always entered my notes and such on my laptop and transfer it to a disc. Mr. Big Stuff, think faster next time.

"Tonei how are you holding up?" Matt asked glancing in his rear view mirror.

"I'm good Matt, thanks." I told him when actuality it was a miracle to even me that I was still upright.

This has literally been the day from hell. Though I must admit it was rather fun to play with Rob as he teased me about a towel. I have to remember to lock the hotel doors behind me. We pulled in behind Jeff's black Corvette, sexy car I must admit. I have a car fetish and I'll be the first to admit that his car was hot, no wonder Casey loves it like she does.

"We're here," Matt announced turning off the engine.

I hopped out the car immediately grabbing my bags. I had to go set up with all the directors and such so that I knew what segment to do what.

"Catch up with you guys later," I called over my shoulder to everyone. And then remembering I ran up to Rob and quickly took my tablet from his hands before he could think about it. I jogged away from him with my bondage boots jingling with each step, "Think faster next time," I called over my shoulder disappearing into the building.

"Damn Tonei," the stage manager commented, "these notes are excellent. And the questions for Rob's formal are great."

"Thank you." I was popping yet another pill. I would have to up my dosage or something. This was the forth one yet.

"Okay, so you meet with Shane and Glenn in the forth segment, right before they are up to defend their titles, okay?"

"That's fine, but I have an idea, what if it's like Syren sneaking into the 'boys' locker room?"

"Wonderful idea, I like it. Let me just run it past the boys and I'll get back to you before the segment."

"Good deal." I said. Halfway through the worse part Tonei, I chanted to myself, halfway through the worse part.

I walked over to refreshments for my umpteenth cup of coffee and a lemon swirl Danish.

"Hey Tonei," Tazz called out. Tazz was one half of the announce team on SmackDown! and a well accomplished wrestler.

"What's up T," I called back.

"The boys in the back have approved," his informed me with his thick Brooklyn accent. "So you can do your interview there."

"Good," I sipped my coffee, "Thanks."

"Hey, you doing okay kid?" Tazz asked. He had a knack for sensing when something was wrong with me. I swear most of them were like fathers to us.

"Yeah, I'm fine Tazz, I'm probably just coming down with something."

"Well put that damn coffee down and drink some hot tea and lemon."

I swear they were just like mothers too sometimes. "Will do Tazz, thanks." I kissed him on the cheek.

"Have a good one." Tazz said walking pass me.

Okay it was becoming obvious to a few people that I was off. If I could just make it through tonight, I would have a good nights sleep.

"Hey has anyone seen Mark?" I asked around. I needed someone at least halfway sane to talk to.

"Yeah, he's in the back."

"Okay." I walked toward the back of the arena and knocked on the door. "Mark are you there?"

"Sure darlin' come on in." he looked up from his magazine. "Time for one of our world famous talks again huh?"

"No, not really," I lied shutting the door behind me, "Just came to shoot the breeze."

"Oh," he said, his green eyes focused on me, "Well I hear Syren is one of the hottest new journalists on the scene,"

"Really?"

"Yeah, and Torque I have a feeling will follow suit,"

"And how do you get this feeling?"

"The votes on According to them Torque is coming right on up in the world."

"Then I'm flattered."

"Good you should be. What are you doing tonight?"

"Syren interviews the tag champs tonight," I said.

"Is that all?" he asked.

"Well that and Torque will accompany RVD to the ring tonight."

"I see. Is that bothering you?"

"Nope," I shook my head.

"Then what is it?"

"Nothing really," I said, "Except I think I'm losing my mind Mark." I swallowed back tears.

"This wouldn't have anything to do with Rob would it?"

Damn what was he psychic?

"You know you can't hide anything from me," he said patting the chair next to him. "Come sit down, tell me about it."

"Well I like him," I started.

"But?" he prompted.

"But you know what happened between Keith and I,"

"More than you know," he said quietly.

"I don't understand." I said. No one knew all that happened between Keith and I. Not even Casey.

"I know that it goes deeper than you are telling everyone," he said softly, "and now what you need to do is sit down and tell Rob about it. He has to understand how deep the wounds really go."

I sighed, my whole body heaved as I did. I was so tired, and what Mark was saying was making sense.

"What's wrong with you darlin'?" he asked me holding my face in his big hands. "Did you sleep?" Damn it, I hated it when he knew I hadn't slept. I always got a lecture afterward, it never failed.

"Hell no," he raised his eyebrow, "Casey and Jeff had a fight last night." Mark threw his hands up in agitation, "Yeah I know."

"What the hell could they possibly have to fight about? What colors to dye their hair next?"

"Tell me about it. Well anyway I was up all night with Jeff trying to get him to go talk to her." I shook my head, "I've slept maybe a half an hour, if I slept that long. Which was all well and fine because I needed to get at least halfway through Syren's Lair."

"Oh shit, baby, go home somewhere."

"I can't Mark, I have a job to do."

"I know, hell we all have a job to do but damn, this is getting to be a routine. And if I see you pop another pill,"

"I'll be fine, I'm on caffeine out the ass."

"I can tell your pupils look like saucers." He turned my head from side to side; "and that isn't healthy. Look, as soon as you get out of here, I want you in bed. If you don't I'll kick your ass from here to Virginia, got it?"

"Is that a threat Mark?" I asked a smirk tickling the sides of my lips.

He smiled that devilish grin of his, his green eyes sparkling, "That's a promise young lady." He paused as I got up to leave, "Rob is a good guy, just give him a chance, k?"

I look back and give him a slight nod; it's about all I can do. I don't have the energy to do much else.

I think about it and then I run back to kiss him on the forehead, "Thank you Mark, best dad a girl could have."

"Please girl, between you and the other girls here, you guys are some of the best daughters a guy could have." He chuckled, "Now go on. The quicker you finish interviewing people, the faster you can get out of here."

"Right." I said as I made my way out of his section and down toward the tag champs. I was dizzy as hell but I was able to focus with a few deep breaths and a few swings of my head to get the cobwebs loose.

"Ready Tonei?" the director called into my headset.

"Whenever you are." I called back.

"Good then you're on in 5...4...3...2...you're on."

"I think we have the lovely Syren with the freaks of the WWE." King announced.

"Yes, let's move to Syren where she is standing back with WWE tag team champions. Syren," J.R. cued.

"Thank you J.R. I'm standing here with Kane and the Hurricane, current Tag Team Champions. Guys as you are ready to take on the challenge in the form of Y2J Chris Jericho and Christian, what comments do you have for them?"

"Well Citizen Syren, Kane and I didn't become champions for no reason. I'm sure we will have no problem keeping our tag team titles," Hurricane answered me, "Isn't that right Kane?"

Kane just nodded his head, he didn't take well to talking too much lately; he just let stood there and let The Hurricane run his super hero mouth.

"I know you aren't concerned, but as you know Christian is a former 7 time tag champion and Y2J is no push over," I blinked, I was dying here. "Is there any respect there?"

"Sure, there's respect for their ability to perform in the ring, and let's face it, as of late they have been successful which is why they have this shot at our titles. But let's see what happens when they get out there against the Hurri...Kane."

"And you're off," the voice rang in my headset.

It's hard to say what happened after that. For a second I was dead on my feet. I thought I was blacking out but I wasn't. Wow, Mark wasn't kidding, it might be in my best interest to get some sleep.

"Tonei, you're okay?" Glenn asked as we were off the air.

"Oh yeah, dude I'm fine. I have to go, Rob will be asking about me soon, we're up next."

"You take care of yourself out there Syren." Shane called after me.

"It's Torque." I said with a grin.

I tightened the tie of my crisp white shirt, ran my hand down the pleat of my plaid skirt, and swung my hair once more for body.

"And trust me," I said to myself, "I will."

Tonight was my try out. Try as they might they couldn't keep it from me. Tonight, Christian was going to cost Rob a match by super kicking me for costing him the Intercontinental Championship on Raw. If I made this look good then I was meant to wrestle, and I was meant to wrestle. We walked through the curtain together; this was going to be my night.

"The following non-title match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Torque, from Battle Creek, Michigan, weighing in at 237 pounds, he is the Intercontinental Champion, Rob...Van...Dam." We did his patented double thumb pose together, then as with any man he had to show off his prized possessions, first holding his newly one title belt in the air, then twirling me around. I bent over slightly for the audience, because this one as with all my skirts was super short.

"And his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 275 pounds, Rhyno."

You know what many people don't realize is, these guys are huge, monstrous even, but as big as they are, they are big old puppies. And Rhyno is no exception, he so soft spoken it's ridiculous, he winked at me as he entered the ring, he was my buddy.

The two men locked it up in the center of the ring. I walked around to stand near Casey who was as usual snapping pictures at ringside. I, like her, loved to watch the boys perform because it was often times so graceful especially when either of our boyfriends, wait did I just say that? I looked up because it was that time, it's showtime.

Did Christian just kick her? I smiled. This was cool how they were really getting Tonei involved in the development of this story. I looked up again. Did her head just hit that canvas with a blood-curdling thud? Better yet, is an EMT team carrying her out of the ring? I looked up at Christian, he was trying his best to stay in character, but his eyes were giving him away. He didn't mean to kick her that hard. But it didn't look as if he'd kicked her hard at all. He barely touched her. Oh my God. No one told me about this, and I take by the look of sheer horror on the face of Rob that one no one told him either. Oh this is bad, this isn't good at all, I thought.

I snapped pictures of the Hurricane and Kane as they made their way to the ring. Just then someone was speaking through my headset.

"Casey?"

"Yeah," I said as I snapped a picture of the man that kicked my best friend in the skull. The bastard!

"Don't worry, it was all for show,"

"Oh, cool."

"How's everything out there?"

"Great, getting some great shots out here."

"Good glad to hear it."

Then I heard some rustling, and a lot of panicking backstage.

"What's going on back there? Somebody talk to me." I demanded.

"Casey has Tonei been sick lately?"

"Not to my knowledge. We've been together all day and she's been fine." I told him, "Why? What's wrong with her?"

"Well she just fainted in Sean's arms."

"Sean O'Haire?"

"Yeah,"

"What the fuck?"

"Hold on for me, the EMT's are checking on her."

"Tell me what's wrong with her."

There was a long pause and then they finally came back on line.

"They say she's exhausted and she's dehydrated to say the least. "

"What?!"

"Has she slept here lately?"

"We split up around 3 or 4 this morning and she was fine then. I assume she just went to sleep. What are they saying? What are they doing to her?"

"They say they are going to have to set her up an IV and see to it that she's admitted for observation. Now Casey I know you are upset, but can you answer me a few questions?"

"Yeah what's up? What do you need to know?"

"Does she have any sicknesses that you know of?"

My head was spinning as I snapped the next picture of Y2J with the Hurricane in the Walls of Jericho.

"She has an anxiety disorder." I told him.

"Okay is she allergic to any meds?"

"She's allergic to morphine,"

"Okay," he said.

"Who's going with her?" Tonei needed someone to go with her. I didn't want her to be in that hospital alone and not have anyone there with her.

"Don't worry we'll take good care of her."

"Someone needs to go with her," I reiterated.

"We'll make sure someone accompanies her."

"Yeah, you do that."

Just then out of nowhere, Rob came bolting down to the ring chair in hand. Somehow I knew it had Christian's name on it. In the lightening quick way that made him who he is, he gave Christian a spinning heel kick smashing the chair back into his face. I snapped the picture as Shane pinned Christian. Rob just cost Christian and Jericho the tag team titles. But the tag team gold may not be nearly as much as Christian cost Rob, this is personal I thought as I snapped a picture of Rob as he walked back up the ramp backwards. His eyes spoke volumes. I know what he was thinking; I was thinking the same thing. She had better come out of this okay.

I looked up at the Oval-Tron and saw as Josh Matthews got an interview with Rob.

"Rob, Rob," Josh Matthews pulled his arm, "any word on Syren's condition?"

Rob eyes look hard as bricks, "No, no word yet. But I'm going to that hospital, and I'm going to sit with her. And I'm going to nurse her back to health, and when I get back, Christian, your tall, lanky, string bean ass is all mine."

Damn, that was quite the promo there. But that was for show; inside I know he had to be a wreck, him and Jay both. I mean don't get me wrong, for the EMT's to come out and put Tonei on a gurney and everything, it was good for show. And the fans wouldn't have to know that it was real. But it was, it was more real than anything.

The show ended finally with these angered remarks from Michael Cole and Tazz.

"How badly hurt is Torque? She was wheeled off on a gurney for God's sake. That Christian is nothing more than a damn bully. That young lady didn't deserve that." Michael Cole yelled.

"I know her as Syren. But Syren, Torque, whatever you want to call her, she's a good friend of mine, a colleague of mine. I took her under my wing when she first got here. You're right Cole, no female deserves to be treated like that."

"Well certainly no lady." Michael shook his head, "I just hope she's okay." And we were off the air.

I rushed right into Jeff's arms, "What do you know? Where is she?" I was hysterical with tears.

"Providence Hospital." Jeff told me, "Casey I need you to calm down. Rob's a wreck, you're a wreck, and I can't possibly do this without you. I can't."

I just collapsed against him. There was no way this could be happening. They said she was dehydrated and exhausted to say the least. Her head hit that canvas hard as hell too. She might've collapsed as Jay was kicking her. And speak of the devil, just as I thought of him Jay ran up to us.

"Guys, Guys, where's Tonei?" he asked.

"She's at the hospital."

"Why? What's wrong with her? There's no way she should have needed to go to the hospital for that kick. I barely connected with her."

"It wasn't the kick Jay," Jeff told him. I was too far gone to tell anybody anything.

"Oh God, then what was it?"

"Jay, don't you go crazy on me." Jeff commanded. "I need you. Casey isn't going to be much good right now, and Rob, we don't even want to talk about the rampage he's on."

"Rampage?" Jay was frantic, "Well where is he? Is he with her?"

"No, I'm right here."

"Rob," we all said as we turned around to him.

"I don't understand, she was fine. She was fine."

"They say she's exhausted, they say she's dehydrated, and they say that's the least of her worries," I said screaming, "what the hell is going on?"

Jeff held me close, "Please Casey, I need you. Please. I can't do this without you."

Well he was going to have to, because I couldn't do it. My best friend was in the hospital and I didn't know why so he was going to have to learn how to deal with a very hysterical Casey.

"Come on," Matt called out. "Let's go."

"Thank God," Jeff looked up at the sky, "I needed another calm one. Because between this one, and that one over there," he nodded his head toward Rob who Jay was trying to calm down.

"Yeah, well Rob, you and Casey ride with Jeff, Amy and Jay will ride with me."

Jeff perked, "Let's ride."

Normally that would make my skin crawl but thinking of what Tonei could possibly be going through I could only get into the car feeling rather numb. Now I'm not normally one for praying, in fact it's a rare occasion, but I was hoping that she was okay when I got there.

We drove in silence; Jeff held my hand the whole way saying reassuring things the entire time.

"Casey, she's going to be okay."

He didn't know that for sure, and neither did I. But I was glad he was with me, otherwise Lord knows what would be going on now.

"Poor Rob, he looked like somebody shot him." I said whispered.

"He's going to be okay," he whispered back, "So is Tonei, I feel it."

I squeezed his hand, "I hope you're right Jeff. I've known this girl since I was 2. She's my best friend, I don't know what I'll do without her."

He kissed my hand, "Casey, I promise you nothing is going to happen to Tonei."

For the first time, Rob spoke up.

"She's strong, whatever it is, she'll beat it." He said so quietly I had to strain to hear.

She'd better be. I turned to him holding his hand with my free one.

"I told her, I told her to sleep." He kept saying.

I turned to him full circle then.

"What do you mean you told her to sleep? Since when does Tonei need anyone to tell her when to go to sleep?"

Jeff looked up at Rob through the rearview mirror, "Yeah Rob, what are you talking about?"

"Well after she took you to see Casey,"

"Yeah but when she left me she said she was going to bed."

"When did she leave you?" Casey asked.

"Around 7 I should say. She left right before you answered the door."

"Yeah then she came back to my room to get her T-shirt she left."

"Yeah, so now all I'm getting is like 7:05-ish." I said.

"Yeah something like that, well I tried to get her to sleep in my room, and she did lie down for about 10 minutes. But then she jumped up saying something about how she would much better if she slept in her own bed."

"Sounds like Tonei." I said.

"Yeah, well anyway, she went to her room, and then when I came to check on her about an hour later, she was gone."

"Oh, I went to check on her about 10 after 8. She just wanted to know if Jeff and I had made up." I said softly.

"Yeah, because she was up with me all night. But I had no idea she hadn't had any sleep." Jeff said.

"But when I called her from the car, right before we hit the MCI center she had been asleep,"

"Let me call Matt to make sure." Jeff said whipping out his cell phone. "Hey Matt, Jeff. Yeah, umm, when Tonei rode with you today, did she sleep at all?" He paused, "Oh she didn't, huh?" he looked up at Rob through the mirror. "Okay, see you in a few." He hung up.

"Jeff," I started.

"She didn't sleep the entire time. Which means she's been up for at least 12 hours." Jeff said.

"More like over 24," Rob said, "She'd been up since 5 yesterday."

"I know that. That's what time she always gets up in the morning." I told him.

"But this has to be an everyday sleep pattern. They say she's exhausted to say the least." Jeff said pulling into the driveway.

"Well we live together, Tonei sleeps." Well at least I think she sleeps. She locks herself in her room so often until you never knew what was going on in there.

Rob was shaking as we walked up to Mark. I had a feeling I wasn't going to like what he was about to tell me by the look in his eyes. Mark was more or less like a father to us since Tonei's never gave a rat's ass about her.

"What's the verdict?" I asked.

He looked down, this wasn't a good sign.