Disclaimer: I do not own John Cena, Trish Stratus or any of the other WWE superstars in this story; they are all owned in and by themselves and the World Wrestling Entertainment franchise.

A/N: Since I seem to have all my other fictions on my other account under control, I think it's time I came back to this one so that I don't give anyone enough time to leave it like what happened before. I wanted to thank all of you for the reviews and I hope I can deliver another good chapter.

"Trish, you're wanted in Stephanie's office." the tech said lightly, opening the door a smidgeon.

"Did she say what she wanted? I mean I am scheduled to be out there for an interview in about five minutes right?"

"She didn't say anything, just told me to come and get you and that it was important. As far as the interview goes, I think that is still going down, in about four and a half minutes. You sure you can still make it?"

"God I hope so."

Making her way out of the locker room, following the tech to where she was supposed to meet with her boss lady, she saw her standing by the wall, looking deathly serious.

"Stephanie, you said you wanted to see me?"

"Yes, do you have any idea on Jeff's condition? Like is he going to be alright?"

Trish had to admit she looked like death. There was something not right here and she wanted to find out what it was before she went out to the ring.

"Jeff is doing alright the last I checked. He is at home and getting back to basics so he can come back here as soon as possible."

"So he won't be out forever right? I mean he can come back from this?"

"Yes. Stephanie, you wanna tell me what's going on here? I mean I can tell there is something more then just concern for your business here. What's wrong?"

"Oh it's just my father is all. He had me do that to Jeff so that we could teach him a lesson about leaving the business again. I didn't want to go along with it, but you can't argue with him if you want to somehow have his business one day."

"Don't worry about it Stephanie, I get it. I remember back on Raw when Shane had all the issues with your father. He wouldn't give in and Shane couldn't go against him on anything otherwise he was out. I get it and I am sure Jeff would too."

"Really?"

"Yes really, now is that all you had to tell me? I have this interview with Michael Cole in about 2 minutes and I don't want to mess up the guys in the back that have matches."

"Yeah that was all, and you think if I paid Jeff a visit he would mind?"

"No, after what you have told me I am sure he is going to love to see you. Maybe you can tell him who did this to him."

"I sure hope I can. Thanks Trish."

Shaking her hand, Trish smiled. Maybe the McMahon's weren't all bad after all. Waving as she went to the gorilla position, she began to think about what this meant for Jeff. Did Vince not really want him back at all? And if that was the case who did he hire to take him out.

As soon as her music hit she felt ready for anything. All thoughts of Jeff and who really had done it to him, and if it was intentional was all put away and now she was ready to focus on the scripted questions she had to answer from Cole.

She waved as she walked down the ramp and shook some hands. Since she had become the women's champ on Smack down it looked like everyone was even more into her. It wasn't just because she was a pretty face anymore. These fans really took to her because no matter what the people in the offices wanted, she would always remain real.

She stepped into the ring and Michael Cole being the professional he was kept the ropes open for her, and shook her hand as he prepared to ask her about the previous week.

"Thank you for taking some time for this interview Trish."

"Thank you for allowing me to come out here and answer for what happened last week."

"What did happen last week Trish? We saw you get hurt in the ring, you were taken out at the hands of Noble, but what happened next no one could predict. Jeff Hardy came to your rescue and found himself on the other end of a vicious attack by an unknown assailant. Do you have any idea why that happened?"

"Contrary to what the word in the locker room is, and I do believe I have heard them all, I didn't have anything to do with it. Jeff and I have some pretty rough history, but not to the point that I would have him attacked in such a way. He was coming to my rescue which means that he cared about as much as I did about our past."

"Who do you think did it?"

Trish tried to remember who she was supposed to say, and then remembered that they wanted to make a situation between John and Jeff when he returned, so he remembered she had to implicate John. She had to admit this part would come to her a lot easier then if it was someone else because for a little while she had assumed that John had done it.

"Honestly, you know how much John has been on my case trying to get me to join up with him whenever his ego strikes. I have to say that it was John, without a doubt. What I want to know now is why? Was it really all about me?"

As if it was on cue, the music blasted through the arena and John made his way out through the curtain on onto the ramp. Smiling as he often did when in character, he pointed to the ring and motioned for a microphone from the ringside attendants. As soon as he had it in his grasp he began his speech.

"Yo Yo Yo, Trish baby, you know I didn't have a thing to do with Jeffy and his accident."

Michael Cole, looking stunned as per the script, passed the microphone to Trish to let them get this out in the open. He moved to the corner ring post as Trish turned to face John.

"That's not what I hear from your friends."

"Kurt don't know no shit. I had nothing to do with it. I make no secrets about wanting you in my corner, where the women belong, but that don't mean I am gonna beat down a harmless fly."

"Jeff would have ruined your entire get up John. I just want to know why you did it?" She looked straight up the ramp and awaited his explanation. What she didn't realize was that the plan called for an unknown person to jump out of the crowd and get her.

When she turned her back on the part of the crowd that the person was lying in wait in, it set the scene perfectly.

"Oh bitch, who needs you!" John screamed through the microphone, and with that last word, this woman jumped out the crowd and took her out with a spear to her back. Knocking her down to the ring with a sickening thud, the woman, who at this point no one had known, stood to her feet and looked out amongst them.

She wasn't an unknown Amazon anymore, and now the women of the WWE would feel her pain worse then ever. Starting with Miss Trish Stratus.