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Summary: Kimberley has a dream job, but there is only one downfall. The man she happens to be secretly in love with is also the man she is in charge of protecting. What is a young tough girl supposed to do?

A/N: I thank you all for the support for this story. It is great how everyone is wondering what the heck is going on all the time. You will have the answers to another one of the suspects in this chapter and also get the chance to meet Travis. So have fun with this chapter and as always keep those reviews coming.

"Thank you for meeting with me Mark." Kimberley said as he came into the office Vince had lent her to conduct her interviews with the people suspected in the deaths of the two hottest divas.

"Yeah no problem. I know that you think I might have had something to do with what happened to those two girls and I want to make sure I can clear it up for you."

"Well I have another five people as well that I have to talk too, and I hadn't laid down money on any of them for these crimes."

"Well how can I help you then Ms. Wilson?"

"What were you meeting with Vince McMahon about in the week surrounding Matt Hardys accident and Amy Dumas's death, that is if you don't mind my asking."

"God of course not. I was talking to Vince because I hate this whole Undertaker thing. I had tried to break away from it years ago, and now I am being shoved back into it and I have to be honest, with my career and my Wrestlemania wins, I thought I was due to have something new happen to me."

"You didn't want to be the same until you retired I take it?"

"No of course not. I mean they let Matt Hardy do his Version One thing to get away from Jeff before he left and well I think it happens to be the same thing. Change is good. I mean that one gimmick got me where I was at present time, but I don't want to do it until I retire no."

"Well that makes sense. I have seen what you have done as the American Bad ass and I think you did a good job, but at the same time that ran its course too didn't it? What did you have in mind this time?"

"Haven't a clue to be honest, but this Undertaker shit has got to go."

"Would you have killed to make your message come across stronger?"

"I don't know what you are thinking Ms. Wilson but I take out pain on people in my yard, not in the middle of a parking lot with a bomb. I would kindly like it if you stopped assuming I am a killer."

"I wasn't assuming anything, but I had to ask you see. I need to know the mindset of each of the people I talk too, and whether or not they would have enough motive to want to kill of the two women and do serious harm to Matt Hardy and myself."

"I don't know you well enough to want to kill you Ms. Wilson, and even if I did, I wouldn't actually do it. I wanted a chance of pace in the ring that's all. Is there anything else you need to know or can I go back to getting ready for tonight?"

"You're free to go whenever you like Mark. Just know that I am not finished with this and for the next little while I will be watching you to make sure you are clean."

As Mark walked from the room, she felt a cold shiver come over her body. There was something that he wasn't telling her and at that moment she knew it was anything but good news that she hadn't heard.

"That little bitch had her brother come to town to watch her back. It would be a shame if he met his untimely end as well wouldn't it?" the voice said as his two new lackeys stood before him. He still wasn't allowing his face to be seen and the cloak covered his body and with the help of the famous Kane voice box he had stolen, it was virtually impossible for him to go noticed by anyone.

"Would you like us to take him out of the equation sir?"

"What a silly question you bumbling idiot. Of course I want Travis Wilson taken care of, and in the most personal way you can. Get him at his most vulnerable and make it count. No mistakes or you will end up like Orton did."

"Yes sir."

"Just make sure the two of you don't get caught, because if you do, you won't have to deal with our princess Kimberley, you will have to deal with hell."

"So she won't listen to anything you have to say about this?" Travis asked Matt as he was picked up from the airport. His sister had wanted to do it, but apparently she needed to deal with a murderer first.

"No, she told me point blank that she loved me but she didn't want to hear anything else about her decision and that I was to stay out of it. Oh yeah and she also mentioned you would be watching her back."

"Well someone has to don't they? That girl is a spitfire that's for sure. I have already had about ten calls from Uncle Jim telling me so."

"So you think she needs you as well?"

"No, she can do this on her own, or at least she thinks she can, she is just giving in a little because I am a police officer and she is not. I can tell her what she needs to do, how to talk to people the way a cop needs too, and not to mention I can to get more information then she can as a bodyguard."

"Your sister is more then a bodyguard Travis, and I think you know it."

"Yeah Matt, she is a cop."

Matt didn't think he had heard his friend right. Was Travis telling the truth and Kimberley had been hiding something this important from him all this time?

"What do you mean she is a cop?"

"If she didn't want to beat people up she would want to stop crime is what I am saying. She has passed every test before her in the police education, is in fit form and could do this job, but she chose to do what she is doing now. Just as I chose to pick up the slack for her and be a cop."

"So she is more then what she is letting on?"

"Yes but Matt, if you want to keep her safe, then please do not let this get out or she could be in more danger then she is right now."