Jeff grabbed the phone as it rang. He had no idea who would be calling him at the gym. "Yeah?"

"Jeff it's Chris."

"What happened?"

"She was attacked twice today."

He kept a poker face on as Matt approached him. "I see."

"Is Matt there?"

"Yeah."

"I'll take her to the airport."

"Sounds good to me." He looked at Matt and smiled. "See you there and thanks."

"Hey Bro, what's up?" Matt asked.

"Chris is bringing Alisha to the airport."

"That's nice of him. It will be awesome to be back in New York."

"Yeah it should be fun."


Chris helped Alisha finish packing up. They got everything onto the baggage carts that everyone shared. They kept their carry-ons and headed for the airport. They arrived as everyone else did. They all sat in the terminal. Alisha had managed to patch herself up again and actually looked rather stunning in Chris' opinion. She had drawstring khakis and a tanktop on. They all boarded the private jet and prepared for take off. Alisha took her assigned seat. The company always had assigned seats, until they were allowed to roam the cabin. It let people meet others in the company. No one sat by the same people. Alisha was sitting across from Joanie and Paul. The seat next to her was empty. She was looking forward to when they were able to wander around the cabin. She found that Joanie and Paul were both really nice and they both asked a lot of questions about family and friends back home. They also shared some of their stories. People were beginning to walk around the cabin. Jeff came and sat next to her. He chatted with Joanie and Paul for a few minutes, but then brought Alisha to another part of the plane. Dwayne, Steve, and Chris were sitting at one of the rectangle couches on the plane. Jeff and Alisha sat across from everyone. She answered all of their questions, but one. Who the person was.

Alisha was getting sleepy and headed back to her seat to catch a nap. Jeff followed her. He needed to talk to Paul about one of the new moves that the Hardyz were introducing. Alisha curled up in her seat and her head was laying in Jeff's lap. He stroked it as he chatted with Paul.

"You guys make a cute couple." Joanie replied after Alisha fell asleep.

"We're not together."

"Why not?"

"It's a long story. Now just isn't a good time." Jeff sighed and turned his attention to playing with her hair.

"At least give it some thought man." Paul replied.

"I do just about every moment of the day since we met. She just isn't ready yet."

"I would give her some time. She seems really sweet. She's adorable, too." Joanie inputed. She felt that she was looking at her new pet project. Getting them together.

The stewardess came by and handed Jeff a blanket that he threw over her. She snuggled into the mounds of fabric and fell further back into sleep. They hit turbulence suddenly and Jeff through his arm around Alisha to keep her from falling out of her seat. "Alisha, you need to wake up. We have hit a bit of turbulence." She looked at him sleepily and sat up. They both put seat belts on and braced themselves for the continuing wave of bumps.

The flight was long and everyone was happy to be getting off the plane in one piece. They all headed to the hotel. The rooms were adjoining this time and there were long corridors of rooms with connecting doors. Alisha was next to Steve and Dwayne. She was sharing with Amy. They all unpacked and people began drifting through. Paul stopped in looking for Joanie, but then moved on. Everyone could hear Chris and Jeff down the corridor. The three guys were sharing a room. Everyone ran to watch what was going on. Chris had Jeff in the walls of Jericho on one of the beds. Alisha heard a knock at the door and answered it. She immediately wished she hadn't. It was Mike and he didn't look very happy.

"We need to talk!" he growled.

"Is there a problem son?" Steve wandered over as soon as he heard the tone in the man's voice.

"No. I just need to talk to her." he replied through clenched teeth. "We have a lot to catch up on."

"Then ask the lady nicely."

"Alisha can we talk?" he asked. His voice was unusually void of emotion.

"Sure. We can chat in my room." She replied.

"How about in the hall?" He asked and was already headed back out the door.

"What is it?" Alisha hissed after they walked out into the hall.

"Don't take that tone with me!" He raised his hand to smack her, but she blocked it.

"Enough is enough." She replied and back-handed him.

"You're gonna pay for that!" He tried to tackle her, but missed. She hit him square across the jaw. This infuriated him even more and he delivered a blow to her already injured ribs. She kicked him in the stomach and was about to tackle him to the ground when he pulled a knife. She felt it slice her before she ever saw it. Right across her side. She kicked the knife out of his hand and delivered another kick to the head and Mike went down. She went down as well. She put her hand over the cut, but blood was already seeping through her fingers. Jerry Lawler was coming out of his room with his son Brian behind him when they stumbled upon the two of them laying in the hallway.

"Alisha!" Jerry ran over to Mike and kicked the knife away from his grasp and Brian went to Alisha.

"Dad. Call for an ambulance." Brian yelled. By this time people were coming out of their rooms to see what was going on.

Jeff finally walked out to see what Brian was yelling about. He thought his legs would give out when he saw the sight before him. There was a growing pool of blood around Alisha and she wasn't moving. "Oh God!" He put his hand over his mouth. He was afraid he was going to be sick at the sight. Both Brian and Jerry were attending to her. Jeff finally made his way to Alisha and crouched beside her. He looked Brian straight in the eye. "How bad?"

"It's definitely not good bro." He replied as blood was seeping between his fingers.

The paramedics arrived and Alisha was rushed into surgery.