Brie raked a hand through her hair as she jogged in the park before giving up and decided to put it up in a hair tie. After her hair was secured and she put pins in to keep random pieces of hair from popping up, she began running again. The pulsing in her legs made her temporarily forget everything. Running had always calmed Brie down, and erased all of her thoughts.

She stopped for a minute and paused her iPod and glanced around. She felt a sweat beginning on her forehead so she quickly wiped that away.

I think someone's following me. Brie thinks, blinking a few times, you've been watching too many movies.

Brie plays her iPod once more and continues to jog back to her hotel, she notes a car following her and doubles back until the car has finally disappeared.

She recognized that car, she could recognize it from a mile away.

Why was Vince Mcmahon following her?

Brie grabbed a water bottle from the mini fridge and pretty much chugged the entire thing. She stood in the kitchen in a pink sports bra and shorts as she shook her hair loose from her pony tail.

"Nikki!" Brie called, "Are you here? Or did you abandon me to my impending doom?"

"You hush you little drama queen." Nikki says, walking out of her room, "What's got you so riled up? You only go for runs when you're mad about something."

"Mad? More like frustrated more then anything.." Brie sighs and sets the water bottle on the counter.

"Why? Because of Justin?" Nikki asks, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

Brie shrugs, "Mainly everything. Especially after a disturbing phone call from our COO last night. Also known as our boss."

"Oh yeah? What'd he say?" Nikki asks, grabbing a curler and plugging it into the wall and beginning to curl her hair. Obviously getting ready for a date.

Brie sighs, "You might want to sit down for this one, Nikki." She runs a hand through her hair once more.

Nikki gives her a curious look before taking a seat on the couch, "So? Rip the band aid off, let me hear it." Nikki squeezes her eyes shut.

Brie bites her lip, "Vince wants to break the Bella Twins up."

Nikki gasps and puts a hand to her mouth, her eyes now wide open, "But - he can't.."

"He can." Brie nods and turns to face the counter, "I know, it's awful."

"It really is." Nikki whispers to herself more then anyone, "This is so stupid..ever since that Punk kid came along, he's been screwing everything up for us."

Brie turns around suddenly, feeling as if she was on the defense, "How? He hasn't done anything except pretend to be my boyfriend."

Nikki laughs, "When did you begin defending CM Punk? Come on, Brie, listen to yourself! Do you really think Justin would have kissed you if you weren't in the story line with Punk? He only did it because he was jealous."

Brie glares at her, "Is that what you really think? CM Punk has absolutely nothing to do with any of this!"

"Then why does Vince want to break us up then?" Nikki snaps back, "We've had this gimmick too long for Vince just wanting to blow it out of the water."

Brie shrinks against the counter, suddenly feeling small.

"I don't know." Brie says quietly. Even though the answer obviously hangs in the air. The answer is so obviously there, if only one of them would reach out and grip it by the horns and take off with the idea.

It was so obvious.

It hurt.

Brie sat again at the conference room table, except this time, she had Nikki by her side. And CM Punk, of course, showing up late, or as he likes to call it, 'lost my watch so I just guessed at the time, I was close though wasn't I? Could've showed up a hour late'. Well, that was his typical excuse.

"So Brie, Nikki. I know I've already talked to Brie about this, but Nikki, I thought it'd be wise to speak to you about it also." Vince sat down in a large leather black chair across from the Superstars and Divas.

Nikki didn't stop glaring at Vince, she only stopped when she turned to glare at CM Punk, "Yes." She asks, a slight quiver in her voice.

"We want to break up the Bellas." Vince says, plain and clear.

"No." Nikki shakes her head, "There is no way. Brie won't last as a singles competitor before you cut her string."

Brie glances up at the mention of her name, slightly hurt by her sister's words.

"She's just fine." CM Punk snaps, jumping to her defense, "More then fine. She's a great competitor, with or without you."

Brie stares at him for what feels like forever, before she turns away, her cheeks flushing.

"See, even Punk supports my statement with this." Vince says, "Nikki, you'll be fine without Brie."

Brie bites the inside of her cheek.

"No I won't. What will happen to me? Brie is going places, I'm just getting stuck in her shadow." Nikki says, avoiding Brie's eyes the entire time.

Brie lets her mouth fall open, shocked by her sister's accusations.

"We'll put you two in a feud together. Nikki, you'll turn face and compete against Brie for the Divas championship. We'll put a lot of heat on that feud with adding CM Punk into the mix, and we'll of course find you a manager." Vince grins, "We actually already have someone in mind."

"Who?" Nikki questions, looking honestly curious.

"Wade Barrett." Vince smiles.

Brie's mouth falls wider open, trying to stop herself from swaying and falling over on her chair.

No.

Nikki looks over at Brie, "Can't we make it someone else?"

"Oh yes, I've been notified of previous..events that occurred between Brie and Wade. I thought we could be mature adults about this." Vince pulls his suit jacket up a little more.

Brie glances down at the table, clamping her mouth shut, "He's a ignorant bastard who cheated on me. It's hard to be a adult about something like that." She says quietly.

"Yeah." Nikki nods, "Find someone else."

"Yeah, just make sure he's easy to beat." CM Punk then turns to wink at Brie, "Got to protect my pretty lady."

Brie resists the urge to blush, so instead, she turns away from him before turning a bright red.

Vince nods, "We could swing John Cena.. since CM Punk and John are written to be feuding soon. So boys, could you whip that up for me?" Vince turns to the writers and they scurry over loads of papers before handing them to Vince.

"Yes.. this is great. Just be sure to fit the twins into these." Vince hands the papers back to the writers, "You three may leave now."

Brie stands up immediately, desperate for air, anything to get out of this room.

Nikki follows her, and so does CM Punk.

Brie finally bursts through the exit, cold winter air filling her lungs, when did it begin to snow?

"Brie! It's cold, come back inside!" Nikki shouts over to Brie, "And it's snowing!"

Brie turns to Nikki, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what?" Nikki asks with a frown, taking a few steps away from the door.

"That you hated me so much." Brie whispers, a fog of breath coming out with each word.

Nikki looks shocked, "What? I don't hate you, Brie."

Brie looks down at her feet, which are now being clouded in snow, "Trapped in my shadow? Nikki.. why didn't you just tell me?"

Nikki's eyes seem to be flooding with tears, "You were going places, and I wasn't. I didn't want to take that away from you."

"Nikki." Brie says quietly, "Whatever happens, we're in this together. We went to audition for FCW together we've been together since the start. Did you really think I'd turn my back on you?"

"I know you wouldn't.. but what if the WWE makes you? What if its the choice between WWE and me? Would you really give up doing what you love to come with me to unemployment land when they finally fire me?" Nikki asks, a tone of hurt.

"I would always choose you." Brie says.

"Even with him around?" Nikki asks, jerking a thumb at CM Punk.

"What does he have to do with anything?" Brie asks, confused.

Nikki rolls her eyes, "You really are oblivious aren't you? He changed you from the start, Brie."

Brie licks her dry lips, "No he hasn't, Nikki. This is you and me."

"There is no you and me anymore, Nikki. The Bella Twins are over, next time I'll see you, we'll be in the ring." Nikki backs away towards the door.

Brie takes a few steps towards Nikki, "Nikki!" She shouts.

The door slams and Nikki's gone.

"That was painful to watch." CM Punk comments, "But the snow made it more unbearable. Dramatic things seem to happen while it snows."

Brie stares at the door where Nikki just left.

"Hey." CM Punk walks over to Brie, "You're shivering." He takes off his jacket and wraps it around her shoulders and then stands in front of her, "Well, it'd be wise to put your arms through the holes."

Brie just stares at him, "Let me freeze." She says.

"I wouldn't be a good fake boyfriend if I did that." CM Punk smirks.

Brie's eyes fill with tears, "Next time I'll see her in a ring, how am I supposed to fight her?" She lays her head against his chest as he wraps his arms around her waist.

"Void of emotion." CM Punk whispers against her ear, "Lets go, it's cold." His warm hand intertwines with Brie's as they walk back inside.

"You're right." Brie rasps when they get inside.

"About what? I know I'm right about a lot of things.. but." CM Punk chuckles.

"You wouldn't be a good fake boyfriend if you let me freeze." Brie laughs.

A/N: Really loving where I'm going with this story! Expect more updates frequently! ..I have to say this, I just love the ending so much. Anyways, thanks for reading, prepare for more awesomeness in the next chapter!