*disclaimer* I don't own any WWF Wrestlers, personas, whatever. Do I look like Vince McMahon? I hope not, so don't sue me because I'm not making any money on this.

One way or another, Chrissy was going to murder. Today was already going downhill. First, Basi called her at the crack of dawn. Then she couldn't seem to find anything towaer and she had to look around for 2 hours to get a ride to the next arena. Lastly, she could only get Lucy.

Chrissy had to beg, litterally on her knees, to even get Lucy to consider giving her a ride. It was humiliating and Chrissy thoughfully considered walking 100miles to the next arena. While in the car, Lucy played sweet classical music. Chrissy liked classical music, but this was the type , "If you listen to while driving, you're probably going to die" of classical music. Too many cannons to keep someone's eyes on the road. And they almost did die.

Twice.

The woman forgot to drive on the right side of the road and almost crashed head on into a semi. But that wasn't the end. As she sped over, she almost side swiped a car. As soon as she got out, Chrissy wanted to fall to the ground and hold tight . Never to get in another car with that insane woman for the rest of her life. She might just take up running instead.

She gripped her purse and bag tightled and entered the arnea. She was met with a beaming smile from Hunter. "Hello Hunter." She said dryly.

"Hey, Chrissy, what's wrong?"

"Drive from hell with the bitch herself." Chrissy shook her head and slowly strolled along.

Hunter laughed quietly. "That must have been very interesting. Ah… how'd you sleep?"

"My friend Basi woke me up at the crack of dawn."

Hunter grinned. "Ah… not a morning a person? I love them."

"I hate them. I hate the birds, the sun. Everything in the morning just, ugh, I hate it." Chrissy muttered. "I'm a night freak." Chrissy turned to him a grinned mischievously.

Hunter whistled.

"Hmm… not like that, or at the least, you're not going to find out." She used her free hand and shoved his shoulder.

He laughed. "You're breaking my heart, Doc." He was quiet for a moment. Then a second later, he asked, "How's Glen?"

"Good, Gwen is staying with him, so I feel better about leaving him there." Chrissy yawned for a moment and looked over at him. "Why're you so concerned with me, Hunter?"

"Well, ah, see what I figure is that if you're happy, then you won't kill anyone while trying to help them, or destroy my quad."

"Ahh…" She grinned. "So you're just trying to make sure I'm not going to go Lucy on you?"

"Basically." Hunter laughed, a smile on his face. "I've gotta' go get ready for warm-ups. I'll see you later tonight, Doc."

"Sure thing, Hunter." Chrissy smiled and walked off. She didn't have to be nervous around Hunter, and she, well, she loved it. She loved that sense of ease that he had around him, even though he could command authority when he needed to. She strolled down the hall, idly thinking of Hunter, then Raven.

Raven was a different case. Chrissy wasn't exactly afraid of him, she liked him. Thought he was a sweet man, but she didn't know his intentions, and that made her nervous. She liked everything set on the table so she could see what she was dealing with. Behind the scenes people confused her; not knowing was something Chrissy was afraid of and couldn't deal with. Not knowing what was going on was the worst fear she ever had.

"Well, how did your trip with Lucy go?"

"Raven?" She turned around and saw him sitting on a box, one leg swinging off. He looked comfortable in the darkness that surrounded him like a cloud.

He pulled up his leg and sat, leaning forward. " he didn't kill you, since you are standing before me here."

"Close, twice. That woman is out of her fucking mind." Chrissy bit off, glaring at her shoes. "Who in God's name gave that woman a liscene to drive?"

He cocked his head sideways. "You were the one who got in the car with her."

"Don't tell me you're siding with her." Chrissy frowned at him, a little bit upset that he would be against her on the strained topic of her boss.

"No, I'm not, Christina. I'm just saying you did get in that car with her."

"Stop playing the Devil's advocate Raven. I'm having a bad day, please don't make it worse?" She pleaded with him.

He nodded slighty and apologized. "Have you talked to Basia lately?"

Narrowing her eyes, she watched him. "How do you know about Basi?"

For a second, he stopped. "You mentioned her once while we were talking."

"No… no I didn't… I never mentioned Basi, how do you know her?" Christina stepped forward, trying to ring the information out of him.

"You told me once in the car how she was watching your dogs."

Shocked. Scared. Confused. Had she told him about Basi? It seemed likely, but him asking now was not just a coincidence; it was something else and Christina knew it in her blood. "How do you know who Basi is Raven?"

His eyes turned downcast, and his hands started to play with his shoelaces. Fiddling with them, he didn't speak.

Her body stiffened and she grumbled. "Fine, Raven, don't tell me. It's not like you're my friend or anything." Wonder if the guilt card will work with him… could be, he's a sweet guy, or so I thought.

"I…" He bit his lip and closed his eyes. "You don't want to know."

"It can't be worse than what I'll probably think." Probably sleeping with her, or stalking me. She shook her head, knowing that Basia wouldn't leave her husband for the world. So where did that leave Raven in on that?

Raven grimaced and debated for a few moments. Chrissy would be angry, initially, but after at least she wouldn't think him a bad person. The pro's and con's were close. Raven sighed and leaned down, shaking his head. "She's my sister."

Chrissy laughed. "Yeah, yeah, and I'm Hunter's cousin. Really, what is it?"

Raven looked up at her, straight in the eyes. "I am Basia's sister. Her family adopted me when I was thirteen."

"What… why… if that's true Raven, why didn't I ever meet you? Why didn't her family mention you?" She peered at him intently. His story didn't sound likely, and it was odd that Basia would hide something like that. She didn't remember seeing him back at the wedding when Basia got married either.

"Always training or working in ECW. I had to miss her wedding. I was just never around when you were." He said quietly.

" So you knew who I was before." She glared at him.

"Vaguely, I heard your name a few times, but not with Jacobs, she called you by your husbands name. Glen never mentioned having family much either, except when he married Gwendolyn." Raven explained, trying to not to anger Chrissy. He knew that she got angry, and quick.

Keep control, don't harm him, not yet. "Oh really…" She muttered, and paced for a second. "I don't like this, Raven. It's too weird."

"You haven't known Basia that long either, Christina. You haven't done anything with her for, what, five years now?" He said quietly, not watching her for a reaction; he already knew this was going to end up in a huge fight.

"I've known her for 20 years, Raven, and let me tell you that I KNOW Basia, I just don't know why she felt like she kept this from me."

"Maybe it didn't come up in conversation." He offered quietly.

She glared at him. "So what, my best friend would lie to me all this time?"

"Everyone hides something from someone, it just depends on how much it matters. Like your husband, John, I bet he hid something."

Chrissy felt cold. Her blood stopped cold and she turned on her heel, her hands desperate to grab something, to keep herself from strangling him. "You don't EVER suggest that John was a bad person. John was a perfect man and he never did anything wrong." Her eyes narrowed on him.

He shivered inwardly. Raven had found her nerve. Her family, the one thing she was truly protective of over everything, even herself. "Christina, you only knew him about five years."

"I knew him for fourteen, but I was married to him five years, yes." She paced back and forth. "Stop it, you didn't know John, you don't know my family, they weren't bad people."

"Everyone is Christina, it just depends on what their bad is defined as."

She screamed at him. "Shut up, SHUT UP! You didn't know him, you'll never know John. John loved me, he would've never done anything to hurt me so you stop hinting at it you goddamn bastard. Get the hell away from me!" Christina screamed at him and almost ran away, leaving him there.

Raven sat there, surprised. Perhaps, perhaps… that didn't go the way he wanted it to, or how he planned it to. Somehow, he hoped it would blow over. He liked Christina, and he didn't mean to hurt her, he just wanted her to let go. Shaking his head, he idly twirled one of the braids around his finger for a moment. That didn't go how he wanted at all, maybe he could call Basia to get her to talk to Christina. He knew that she wouldn't be talking to him for awhile.

TBC…

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