(Ohmigoodness yay, I am so glad people are enjoying this as a read! I love Zack, and I wanted to write something for him. This came to me and yeah, I'm gonna go with it as far as it takes me. It's good to be back and writing again I missed you guys! And I am so glad that you guys are enjoying reading. So sorry for the length of time between updates, I've been away for a while, on vacation with the fam. I'm back now, ready to start posting chapters again. This story's almost at an end, but there might just be a sequel in the future!)

"What the hell do you mean don't panic?" Zara asked as she bit her lip, pacing the small corridor of yet another hotel in a new town. AJ sighed and looking up at her two toned best friend Kaitlyn said "I told you, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did.. Hey, Z? It's going to be okay. You can do this. You have to do this." Kaitlyn said as AJ nodded firmly and Zara turned, shaking her head vigourously as she said "No, no I don't.. If he knows it's me, he'll.." before going quiet, biting the edge of her thumb in thought. The walls were closing in, though, Jack had managed to get McMahon on board with some bullshit match angle, where the winner of got not only a number one contender spot, but also got her AND/OR her sister Eve (whoever they chose) as their valet/manager.

And lately, Jack had been doing anything and everything he could to win, and to make damn sure she knew he was fully intent on winning the match. So much so that Zara was actually sort of sick of this whole kayfabe and ready to get to the part where she told Zack how she felt, and he inevitably shot her down and laughed about it, or something equally bad.

Because she wasn't a blinding optimist, so that was all she saw mentally, when the thought of her eventually coming clean rose in her mind.

"Zara, it will be okay.. Are you even listening?"

"No, I'm just thinking about how wrong this is all going to go.. When he sees his anon face to face and it's me... Ughh. God, why in the hell did I do this? I mean I had to know he'd ask me that at some point, right?"

"Zara, calm down.. Take a deep breath." AJ said as she lightly patted the other slightly shorter female's cheeks to bring her back down to reality, not off in Doom and Gloom land where everything that could go badly, did go badly.

Jack walked over and smiling leaned in, whispered, "One more night, Zara.. And then you and that title shot, belong to me." as he turned to AJ dismissively and said with a grin, "Tell Ziggy no hard feelings, would ya?"

"About that, Jack.. I will, but I'm pretty damn sure he'll tell you to eat shit and drop dead." AJ mouthed back as she glared at Jack, formed a human wedge between himself and her other best friend, Zara before growling at him a guttural "GO AWAY!" making several people look at them with odd expressions.

Jack smirked and trailed his finger along Zara's lower lip and her stomach churned bitterly, as she smirked and snatched his finger, bending it in a painful direction as she said "Jack? You might win me in the match, or so you think.. Because I'm not an idiot, I know Zack will wind up with that bitch I call a sister again.. But you will NEVER have me in real life. I'd just as soon die."

"Darlin, that's not a good way to think." Jack said back in a mock hurt voice as he leaned in and said "And you're damn right Eve will get Zack back. Don't you forget it, either."

"Fuck off already, Thwagger." the normally quiet Zara yelled, causing not only Kaitlyn and AJ, Natalya and Layla to look at her with a concerned raised brow, but several of the males on their roster nearby.

Jack glared hatefully at her, went to grab her for a moment, while holding her gaze, then out of nowhere, he got nailed in the back of the head with a casserole dish from catering.

Zack smirked as he leaned over him, then shouted across the hall to a laughing Randy Orton, "Thanks for emptying out the dish, bro."

"Not a problem, Ryder. Hell, kinda funny watching that ignorant little shit get his ass beaten lately." Randy said as he shrugged, shoved his hands into his pockets and went into the garage for a smoke.

Zack hadn't heard any of the prior conversation, of course, except the part where Jack said what he did about Zack fighting to win for Eve's sake and the title shot. And he was furious. And also curious as to what Zara thought. But he didn't ask her, because he didn't want to make anything in their already awkward friendship even worse.

"Are you okay?" Zack asked as he looked at her with a concerned look in his eye, growling when he noticed that when Jack grabbed her, he'd left an angry red handprint on her arm.

"I'm gonna go kick his ass."

"Zack, don't, okay.. Trust me, I'm not worth it." Zara said quietly, as she looked at him. Zack shook his head and then said "Yeah? Well maybe I don't agree, damn it." before taking off to find Jack.

When he couldn't find where the asshole had retreated to, he walked down to the ring, grabbed a mic and said "Hey Thwagger? This ends now.. Fuck Payback.. I want my match tonight." before stopping to actually think it through. Backstage, Kaitlyn and AJ looked at one another, then at Zara who stood in shock, her hand in her hair.

"Oh now this is just great." Eve grumbled to herself as she stormed out of the room and down the ramp, towards the ring.

She had one shot left, and damn it if she wasn't going to take it. She was going to 'confess' to being the anon.

It was the only way she'd win. She didn't have it all planned out, yet, but she just knew she had to keep her half sister from being happy.. But were things actually going to work out the way she wanted them to, ultimately?

AJ and Kaitlyn looked at one another with wide eyes before looking at Zara who stood there, biting her lower lip.

"DO SOMETHING, Z" AJ and Kaitlyn both hissed as Zara paced, trying to think about the situation as it stood currently.. Parts of her wanted to go down, stop whatever Eve was about to do, but parts of her had to see how he responded to it, to know if he were through with her or not.