Personal Evidence, Personal Ride

Adrenaline rush was an understatement for what Akasha was feeling after that match. The fear Taker would show up at any moment and try to kill her just excited her more. She headed back to her locker room and just as she was about to open the door Lita burst out with open arms, "Are you ok!?" She asked, hugging Akasha tightly, "I will when you let me breathe!" Akasha replied, laughing a little, "We should go out tonight." Lita said after the two talked about the match and how pissed off Undertaker was going to be later on, "I don't want to go out." Akasha replied while packing her stuff into her bag, "Why not?" Lita asked with concern, "I just don't feel like going anywhere tonight. I'm not an outgoing person." Lita rolled her eyes at her, "I'm going to see where my car is." Akasha told her, "I'm coming with you." Lita replied eagerly, "You're not going to convince me to come with you." Akasha muttered as the two grabbed their bags and headed towards where the night's activities had started, "But there's a club just for wrestlers that was opened like three weeks ago. It's called WWExcellence. I want to go check it out." Akasha shrugged, she was busy looking around for her car and found police tape around it with a few police standing about, "What are you doing!?" Akasha demanded. One policeman stepped forward and kept Akasha away from her car, "I'm sorry miss, we took all personal items out of the car as evidence and we are towing the car in a few minutes." "You took half my collection of CD's out of my car for what!? I didn't kill Undertaker, not here anyway." Akasha demanded, "I'm sorry miss, it must be done for legal reasons. Mr. Flair has offered you one of his cars." He handed Akasha a set of car keys and pointed down the corridor, "It's the red car at the end." Akasha rolled her eyes and stormed off, eyes to the ground with Lita hot on her trail.

"Akasha, it's not all that bad. You will get your car back. And at least Ric gave you a car." Lita said, trying to cheer her up, "Yeah and it's probably a bloody Toyota Camery!" Akasha shouted at her, "Why are you so angry at me?" Lita asked as they continued across the area of equipment, trucks and rental cars, "I want to be on Smackdown with Matt and Jeff! I want us to be together and I want Hunter to quit trying to save me!" "Save you?" They heard a familiar voice say and both girls spun to face Jeff, "Jeff! What are you doing here!? You could get fired." Akasha whispered harshly, "I came to see if you were ok. I know how much you love your car." Akasha's frown lifted and Lita was relieved he was there, "Lets hurry up and get out of here before someone sees you." Lita said quickly. The three ran down and stopped suddenly, "So much for a Toyota." Lita muttered as the three stared at the Red Porsche Boxter. Akasha held up the keys and the Porsche symbol was on the keys, "Ric Flair, owner of RAW just gave you the keys to his Porsche!?" Lita demanded, laughing as well, "He mustn't know how she drives." Jeff added in with a laugh, "Very funny guys." Akasha grumbled, still staring at the shiny machine in front of her. She unlocked it and opened the driver's door slowly. Lita opened the passenger side and pulled the seat forward to get into the back. Jeff pushed the seat back and got into the front seat, "Where's Matt?" Lita asked suddenly, wondering how Jeff had got to the arena, "He went out to that place called Excellence. I wanted to stay and watch the matches. I caught a cab here after I saw your head get smashed." He finished, looking to Akasha who was adjusting mirrors, "Hey yeah, how is your head?" Lita asked, leaning forward between the two, "Fine." She replied, starting up the sweet sounding engine, "Can we please go to Excellence?" Akasha, revving the engine turned and looked to Lita who had asked it, "Lita, I'll go anywhere you want in this."