I do not own any of the WWE wrestlers or Divas that are in this story. They are from the Wonderful World Wrestling Entertainment and Vince McMahon.
Tiffany and Jessica and Misty however are mine
Gilbert is Jeff and Matt's father so I don't own him either.
"Misty are you alright?"
"NO, No dammit I am not okay."
"Wanna talk about it?" John Cena asked his girlfriend.
"No, not really. How long have I been in this business John?"
"Three years next month." He replied
"Yeah, and have I ever once done anything that would damage my career?"
"No, Misty you haven't and unless you tell me what is wrong I can't help you."
"No one can John, I'm pregnant." He didn't say anything for a moment. He knew that that was the one thing that would end her career. He ached for her. When Misty said nothing more John left the room.
Misty waited to make sure that John was gone and stood up. She had to find someone to fight for her next week. She found Victoria as she was heading toward the locker room to change after her match with Mickie James. She waited a moment and then caught up to her.
"Yo, Victoria, got a minute?"
"Yeah, what's up Misty?"
"I need you to do me a favor. You hate Orton's wife like the rest of us right?"
"Yeah, who doesn't hate is probably the question you ought to ask."
"That is really true. Anyway, I can't wrestle next Monday. I was kinda wondering if you would go out there and Kick her ass for me."
"Why can't you fight next Monday?"
"Because, I have a problem that can't be fixed."
"Oh… Misty are you pregnant?"
"Is it that obvious?"
"Well that is the only reason I can think of you not being able to fight. Oh girl I'll be happy to fight for you."
"Thanks, don't forget Orton's your partner not hers."
"Hey I heard them arguing earlier. In McMahon's office. Something I remember everything. The good, the bad, and the divorce. You think she filed for divorce before that accident that she had?"
"I don't know but if you find out the truth lemme know." Misty turned and walked out of the locker room.
Tiffany was wondering the halls looking for either Jessica or Matt because Jeff was outside getting some air. He was pissed off at what had happened after Cena had left. She had remembered everything and when Jeff touched her arm, she flinched and walked away from him. She turned a corner and ran into Randy.
"You want that divorce you and Hardy have to beat me and Victoria next week."
"Don't you mean Misty?"
"No, she can't compete next week."
"Why not?"
"She just can't." Randy said rather harshly.
"Oh my god… Is she pregnant?"
"What?" he asked startled because he wasn't expecting that.
"I hope it's yours, I mean hell you only screwed around with her what was it a month and a half ago." Tiffany turned and walked away. But when she rounded yet another corner she ran straight into John Cena. He had a shocked look on his face. Why in the hell was she running into the people she didn't want to talk to? She tried to edge away from him, but he grabbed her arm.
"Do you fucking mind Cena?"
"What in the hell were you and Orton just talking about?"
"You shouldn't be listing in on other peoples conversations Cena."
"Kind of hard not to hear the two of you. You were yelling at him. Did he really…"
"What sleep with Misty a month and a half ago? Yeah he did. I came home and her car was in the driveway and why am I telling you this?"
"Because your not a heartless Bitch like her."
"Gee thanks now you tell me this."
"Sorry, umm Jeff was outside on his way in, he was looking for Orton."
"Shit, Help me find him please, before you go kick Orton's ass. Orton already wants Jeff's head on a platter…" She stopped speaking when she saw Jessica, Matt and Jeff coming toward them. "Never mind, just go pick a fight with my ass of a soon to be ex husband. Keep him away from here for a while."
"Yeah, sure, care if I beat the bastard to a bloody pulp?"
"Go ahead I don't give a shit." He left right before the trio arrived. Jeff looked hurt, Matt looked pissed and Jessica looked ready to kill. "Uh I was just going to come looking for you."
"Save it… Orton." Jeff said vehemently.
"Jeff…" she didn't know what to say. Then to her horror she realized Randy was walking toward them. "Shit"
Jessica saw fear flash into her eyes and the group turned. Tiffany stepped in front of Jeff because she knew that Randy wouldn't hit her.
"Hardy, you ever touch my wife again, so help me god… I will pound you into a bloody pulp."
"I'm not going to be your wife for much longer. So quit with the my wife shit."
"I told you I am not giving you that divorce. There aren't any grounds for it."
"How about the fact that you committed adultery."
"Oh and like you haven't slept with Hardy?"
"Actually she hasn't." Jeff spoke up. He realized at the same time Jessica and Matt did that maybe, just maybe They could help Tiffany and things would get back to normal. Not having a come back for that Orton walked away.
"You and Jeff better kick his ass next week and then hopefully things can go back to the way they were. Just do the world a favor and keep your hands off of one another. That way he can't claim that you committed adultery." Matt said. Tiffany and Jeff nodded.
When the show finally started that evening Randy went out in the middle of the show and called her out.
She didn't know what the hell to do. She was standing backstage with Jessica and Matt. She turned to Matt and he nodded. Tiffany walked to the curtain and the next thing anyone in the arena knew Jessica, Matt, and Tiffany were running to the ring. Matt and Jessica helped her into the ring and stood beside her as Orton stared her down.
"Well, well what's this? You had to bring body guards down to the ring with you?"
"No, they're here because unlike you I have friends. Now what in the Hell do you want?"
"Well I was just thinking that since we have a match next week…"
"We don't have a match next week. Jeff Hardy and I have a match against you and Victoria next week."
"As I was saying I decided to make a deal with you. You win then you get your divorce. You loose than you move back in and the topic of Divorce never comes up again." Tiffany stared dumbfounded at him. She wasn't about to give her reasons for wanting the divorce, because that would mean people would think she couldn't give her own husband enough to satisfy.
"Your on. Be prepared because next week Jeff Hardy and I are going to kick your ass." Tiffany through down the microphone and left the ring followed by her friends. The rest of Raw went off without a hitch. When Jeff walked back to the back however the shit hit the fan. He saw Cena, Orton, and Misty at each others throats and the Randy was also yelling at Tiffany. He signaled Matt, who grabbed Jessica and Tiffany and pulled them to safety. Because Cena was going to lunge. And sure enough he did. The trio looked at Jeff and yelled thanks. He nodded and walked out to the parking lot the others followed him. The group was not happy. They didn't have to be in Cleveland with the rest of Smack down because Matt was making sure his brother didn't do anything stupid. So they would spend a week here and then fly to Chicago. They all climbed into their rental car and went back to the hotel. The drive back to the hotel was silent. They arrived at the hotel and went up to their rooms.
A week passed by quickly and they found themselves on a plane to Chicago. Tiffany was nervous as hell. She had been working with Jeff and Matt perfecting her routine they all thought she was ready. They walked into the Arena all dressed in black clothes to match. Tiffany's Combat boots and black skirt made her look good. Especially walking next to Jeff. They went back to the locker rooms and put their stuff away. Tiffany changed quickly before exiting the locker room. She went to find Jeff and Matt. They told her that the match was first. She blew the hair out of her face and waited with Jeff. Randy and Victoria went out together. Jeff was going out first and then she would. To her own music. She looked down at her black tank top with the green dinosaur on it and her black and white pleated snap skirt. She moved back and forth in her combat boots. She was ready. Jeff went out first. She waited for a minute before she heard her entrance music.
Back off I'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we're Headstrong
Back off I'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can't give everything away
I won't give everything away
Tiffany ran out from behind the curtain and only stopping for a moment as the crowd cheered. She joined Jeff in the ring. Staring down her husband and Victoria, Tiffany grabbed the tag rope and let Jeff started the match off. The two men circled like vultures before lunging at one another. Jeff had Orton down in a matter of minutes because Randy wasn't paying attention to what was going on in the ring. Jeff went to the top rope and pulled off a Swanton bomb. By some miracle Randy kicked out of it. He stood up slowly and pulled Jeff up by his hair. He threw him against the turnbuckles and began to punch him. Jeff ducked the last blow and ran to the other side of the ring picking up momentum as he went. He clothes lined Orton and went to do it again but Orton ducked and went for the RKO. Jeff wasn't stupid. By this time the crowd was chanting his name. He tagged in Tiffany.
Tiffany and Victoria entered the ring at the same time and immediately locked horns. Victoria thought, hello new girl can't fight so lets get this over with. Victoria was stupid to think Tiffany didn't know when to duck. Tiffany dropped down to kick the legs out from under Victoria. Then jumping back up she waited until Victoria was struggling to keep her upright stance and pulled off a perfect Hurricarana. When Victoria was down Tiffany went for the pin and got the three count. The easy part had been on capitalizing on Victoria's knee injury from the week before. Jeff and Tiffany had their hands raised in victory when Orton Attacked. He took Jeff down and then made the mistake of turning his back to the ramp. He advanced on Tiffany and Matt Hardy came running out.
Matt gave Orton the Twist of Fate and Tiffany the signal. She climbed the top turnbuckle and pulled off a perfect Moonsault. Then she and the Hardy Boyz walked to the top of the ramp their hands held high in victory. Tiffany grabbed the microphone that was lying on the stage up and spoke into it.
"I expect you to sign those papers Orton, Because we won fair and square." Throwing the mike down she walked backstage with the Hardy Boyz.
A/N I hope you liked it. The Drama is just beginning. Please Review.