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Chapter 10

"And then Matt'll get the pin. Match over." Joey concluded. He had been sat in the middle of the ring with Nitro, Melina, Jeff, Matt and Kizzie for over an hour, figuring out how the match was going to go. The actual match part was easy, they would call most of it in the ring, the tricky part was figuring out a cue for Melina to try and interfere with the match so Kizzie could come down and beat on her. They had played with the idea of Kizzie accompanying the Hardys to the ring, but had eventually decided that the match would be better if Kizzie surprised the audience.

After much debating, it was decided that it would go like this. The beginning of the match would be called in the ring, until Matt gave Nitro a Twist of Fate, and then got distracted by Mercury. The pair would distract the referee, while Jeff went to the top rope to perform the Swanton Bomb. Melina would grab Jeff's foot, stopping him from performing his finisher, and that's when Kizzie would run down and pull Melina off the ring apron. They had decided on Melina slapping Kizzie, and then Kizzie bashing Melina's head into the steel steps in retaliation, and then nothing more as they didn't want to overdo it. Jeff would then land the Swanton and quickly step out of the ring. Matt, being the legal man, was then to toss Mercury over the top rope, and cover Nitro for the three count. Kizzie, Jeff and Matt would then head up the ramp together, silently declaring the beginning of the new Team Extreme.

"Sounds like a plan." Kizzie said, standing up from her cross-legged position on the canvas. "Is that all we need to discuss?" She glanced at each of them, including Jeff. After her talk with Ashley she was thinking a lot clearer, and she had decided that she was going to be civil towards Jeff rather than avoiding him all the time, seeing as they were going to be working together a lot.

"The only thing now is that we need someone to find out which referee is taking our match and to tell him when he needs to be distracted and stuff." Matt replied.

"Well, I can do that, I have some free time." Kizzie stepped onto the apron and jumped to the floor. "If anyone needs me before the show I'll more than likely be in the locker room." As she started making her way up the ramp, the others took as their cue to leave and do what they need to do before the show. MNM made their way up the ramp next, Matt and Jeff not far behind them. As the brothers walked through the curtain, they found Ashley waiting for them.

"Hey baby." She said to Matt, kissing him on the lips. She turned to Jeff, who was sure she was giving him a somewhat cautious look. "Hey Jeff." Jeff nodded in return.

"Oh yeah, you said you needed to talk to me about something." Matt remembered, thinking of their phone conversation earlier. He turned to Jeff. "Wait here for me bro."

Jeff did as he was told as Ashley took Matt about twenty feet from where he was standing. He heard Ashley say "I think there's been a bit of a misunderstanding" and became curious, but knew that Ashley's business was her own. That was until he saw the punky blonde and her boyfriend glancing at him a few times. He had a feeling he knew what they were discussing.

Matt kissed Ashley goodbye and made his way towards his brother, a stern look on his face, while Ashley walked the opposite way towards the locker rooms. Jeff walked to meet his brother halfway.

"You didn't tell me you slept with Kizzie." Jeff's heart dropped. He usually told Matt everything, but something told him not to tell him this. It was probably because he knew he was going to get a lecture off his older brother.

"I take it she told Ashley." Jeff replied simply.

"Yeah, because she's so upset about it." Matt looked at him accusingly. "You told her it was a rebound thing."

"It was." Jeff really didn't want to discuss this with Matt.

"Are you crazy? Is that why she's been avoiding you the last couple of days?"

"I guess so."

"Jeff, what on Earth possessed you…"

"We were drunk, ok?"

"That's no excuse!" Matt began to scold his little bro. "You still had sex with her, and then you told her it was because you were on the rebound from Beth! That's not something you say to a woman!"

The realisation hit Jeff like cold water on a fevered mans face. "Dude, that's not what I meant."

"Excuse me?"

"When I said it was a rebound thing… I was talking about her and Derek!" He couldn't believe he hadn't understood it all sooner. "But she thought I must've been talking about me and Beth."

"Well you know what you gotta do now don't you?"

"Call my cell if you need me." And on that note, Jeff made his way towards the diva locker rooms.

Kizzie sat down on the bench a leaned her back against the wall. She had just gotten to the locker room after telling the referee what he needed to know about the match. She looked at her watch, and saw that she had four hours to kill before she actually needed to start getting ready for the show. She was at a loss of what to do. She was normally with Ashley, but she was probably with Matt somewhere. She didn't particularly fancy going anywhere on her own – it bored her. She was debating whether to go back to the hotel or not, when there was a knock on the locker room door.

'At least this'll be someone to entertain me.' She thought as she made her way over to the door. She pulled it open and looked up. 'Ok, just be civil.'

"Hey Jeff." She said, almost reluctantly.

"Hey Kizzie." He seemed quite uncomfortable. "Can we talk?"

Kizzie thought about it for a second. "Sure." She stepped aside to let him in and closed the door behind him.

"About the other day-"

"The rebound thing." She might be letting him talk to her again, but she wanted him to know that she hadn't forgotten.

"Yeah, I think you might have taken it the wrong way."

"Really?" Kizzie strutted across the room and sat down on the bench she was on before. "I don't see what there is to take the wrong way."

"Kizzie-" Jeff began, sitting next to her.

"No, I get it completely, you'd just split up with Beth and needed some comfort, and we now know that it was comfort in the form of sex, comfort sex as I call it. I understand, it was just a one off thing, I mean you haven't got Beth to shag anymore so you need someone else-"

"Kizzie." Jeff interrupted, hearing enough of what Kizzie thought. "When I said rebound thing… I meant you."

"Me?" Kizzie asked, clearly confused.

"Yeah… you and Derek… I thought that you were using me as a replacement for Derek."

Kizzie sat silently for a few seconds before merely muttering "Oh." She suddenly felt ashamed. Ashamed of ignoring Jeff, and ashamed of hurting herself. It was all just one big misunderstanding.

"I… er… I'm sorry for being a bitch the last couple of days…"

"Don't apologise. It's not your fault, I should've explained…"

"No, I wouldn't let you talk, it's my fault."

They sat silently for a few more moments, before Jeff decided it was time to move.

"Yeah, so I just wanted to clear that up." Jeff said standing up, starting to head towards the door.

"Yeah, I'm glad you did." Kizzie said, following him.

"So I'll see you later then." He said, opening the door and leaving the room.

"Yeah." Kizzie said, watching him leave, then thought that she should clear something up herself. "And I think you should know…" Jeff stopped and turned. "It wasn't a rebound thing." She saw Jeff taking in the information, before silently turning and walking away. Kizzie went back into the locker room.

'What the hell just happened?' she thought. 'I just told him it wasn't a rebound thing, and he just walks away? Knobhead!' The situation might've been cleared up, but she was still not entirely happy with the younger Hardy. Then her cell phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.

"Hello?" She said, answering the call.

"Hey, it's me." It was Ashley. "I have some big news for you."

"Oh yeah?" Kizzie was intrigued. "Spill."

"Next week I have to drop the title to Melina."

The next three weeks passed smoothly. Kizzie's first night working with the Hardys went exactly as planned, and the fans cheers were deafening as Lillian Garcia announced "Team Extreme" for the first time the following week. Melina won the Women's title from Ashley, who then started a rivalry with Victoria, everything was perfect. But something was bothering Kizzie. There was something Vince had mentioned at the meeting they had before she joined Team Extreme that hadn't happened yet, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was actually going to happen. She didn't mind if it wasn't going to, she still couldn't shake that feeling of annoyance.

She was walking along the corridor of the hotel they were staying before Raw the next day, when she heard someone calling her name.

"Kizzie! Kizzie I have something for you!"

Kizzie turned around to see Maria jogging along behind her, a package in her hand.

"I just came out of a meeting with Vince, and he asked me to give this to you." She said, handing the package to Kizzie.

"Thanks." Kizzie looked at the large brown packet with mild curiosity. "What was your meeting about?"

"Oh, just my new storyline, nothing that big." Maria looked at the floor. Kizzie knew that Maria had been trying for a long time to try and get rid of the dumb bimbo gimmick, but she could never say no to a good storyline. Maria looked back at Kizzie. "I gotta run, see you tomorrow night."

"See you." Kizzie watched Maria as she waved and started back down the corridor. Then, entering her hotel room, she hastily unwrapped whatever it was that Maria had given her. At first, she thought it was a large, yet thin book. Then she looked at the front cover – it was the script for the next nights show. She felt the butterflies in her stomach go. Vince only gave scripts to people he really thought needed them. They had everything about the entire show in them – what order the matches were in and stuff like that – but they were mainly for the wrestlers who had promos to shoot. She looked down the list in search for her name or a mention of Team Extreme, and found why she had been given the script.

Promo 2. Kizzie Dale and Jeff Hardy.

Kizzie closed her script and put it on the desk, knowing what the promo was going to be about. She started making her way to the bathroom, when curiosity stopped her.

'What if I'm wrong?' she thought to herself. She knew that in this business, anything could happen. She started to walk towards the desk. 'I'd better check.'

Kizzie picked up her script and flicked through it, finding her section. She rolled her eyes and threw the script onto her bed. Tomorrow, she was starting her romantic angle with Jeff Hardy.

A/N: I know, I know, I cheated a little bit and used the last chapter preview at the very end of the chapter, I'm sorry, but as I was writing it seemed better to use it there. Besides, now at least you're guaranteed to find out what happens in the next chapter! Please review :)

CHAPTER 11 PREVIEW

"Kizzie, I have to compliment you." Vince said with a twinkle in his eye. "This storyline couldn't be going any better! You and Jeff just know all the right things to say and do, it just seems so natural."

"Yeah, it's going well." Kizzie replied awkwardly.

"Yes, it is. I believe that to be a great wrestler, one does not only need great moves and technique, but also great character. I believe you have both Kizzie." He leaned towards her slightly. "That's why I want Melina to drop the title to you at Vengeance."