Disclaimer: I own Lisa, which doesn't really matter anymore, since she's dead.

A/N: Wow, 59 reviews. You guys are the best!! I love all of you (not like that...)!! I am so proud!! My Shawn Michaels fic has halted its progression. I haven't really been in a mood to write or type. School has a really big part to do with that. Damn homework...So, updates for the last part of this story could end up being far few and in between. Or, they could progress like they have been.

XA/N: Where we last left off, a huge battle was about to commence between JB and Stephanie. Shortay was trying to steal the Rock. WTF? Rockie was (is) not happy with that at all. Other than that, everyone is kicking back with some popcorn and soda to enjoy the fight.

"Ok, I want a good, clean fight!" Vince yelled. He had self-appointed himself referee. JB slightly hovered over the ground; her fists were clenched so tight, her knuckles were turning a white color. Stephanie was quite pale looking. The bell sounded.

In the blink of an eye, JB was in front of Stephanie. JB punched her hard in the face, then alternated to her stomach and then back again to her face. By the time that JB took a breath and paused, Stephanie was bleeding.

Vince looked a little surprise that a woman JB's size could do that much damage, but he smiled nonetheless. He enjoyed seeing his daughter get what she deserved, even if it wasn't him dishing it out. JB did something of a matrix-style move and flipped backwards, kicking Steph in the jaw as she went over. Eric Bischoff ran up from behind JB at that precise moment.

Chris and Shawn both scooted forwards in their chairs, as if they were about to get up. Lizzie put a hand on Chris's arm and leaned forwards to whisper in his ear.

"She'll be fine, relax." She said.

Whilist this was going on, Rockie looked like she was about to explode at any second. Rock and Shortay had been flirting for the past 5 or 6 minutes. And it was really starting to piss her off. Although she was sitting a good 15 feet from them, it was evident on their faces what they were doing. Rockie was ignoring the match between JB and Steph, but she could tell that JB was in a little bit of trouble. Other than that, she was kicking ass. Rockie could finally take no more; she got up and slowly walked over to the two of them. Eric wrapped his arms around JB's waist.

"Maybe we should hook up later and talk, and then maybe we could get a little physical." He snarled into her earlobe. JB looked back at him with mock seductiveness in her eyes. The blackness had drained; she had no more supernatural powers. Her eyes had returned to a crystal blue color, and on top of that, she actually looked healthy again.

"How about.....not?" JB said, kicking Eric in the balls. He let go of her almost instantly. JB then returned her focus to Steph. JB managed to get a hold of a chair and began to beat the holy hell out of Stephanie. Vince finally rang the bell to end the match after seeing the way his daughter's face looked.

"Aw, something to match her horrible voice." JB noted. Vince raised her hand in victory and Shawn walked up and kissed her.

"MM, I hope there's more where that came from."

"There's plenty." Shawn said, smiling.

What happened to Shortay, Rockie and Rock?

Will Rockie kill everyone?

Find out in the next chapter of XA/N!!

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Next Week

Chris and Amy walked into the funeral parlor to view Lisa's appearance before friends started to arrive. Chris was her only living relative. As they walked up the aisle of empty chairs, Chris kept having little flashbacks of her childhood, her prom night, the night she'd introduced him to her new boyfriend, and the one that reoccurred the most often, the night she died. They all ended when he got to her casket. He fought back tears again. 23 years old. She'd been 23 years old. He felt guilty that he had told her that Jeff was good for her. But, he hadn't known, so there was no use going on a guilt trip now.

Chris felt like the whole thing was a dream. His friends came to visit. Her friends came to visit. He greeted and hugged every single one of them. After everyone had viewed, he walked over to the podium to speak.

"Although," he started, "Although Lisa lived a short life, she lived a very eventful one. We were practically inseparable throughout her life. She confided in me with many things and I with her. We both, however, shared a very common liking for the band, Creed. We could spend countless hours listening to their songs. There was one song that we claimed to be our song, and we sang it in duet form, even though Scott Stapp is the only one really singing. I'd like to ask the sound crew to play that song now.

You always reached out to me And helped me believe All these memories we share I will cherish every one of them The truth of it is, there's a right way to live And you showed me So now, you live on In the words of a song You're a melody.

Cause you stand here with me now.

Just when fear blinded me You taught me to dream I'll give you everything I am And still fall short of what you've done for me In this life that I live I hope I can give love unselfishly I've learned the world is bigger than me You're my daily dose of reality.

Cause you stand here with me now.

On and on we sing On and on we sing this song Cause you stand here with me.

"You're standing here with me, Lisa. I won't ever forget it!" Chris said, then stepped away from the podium.