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A/N: Sending out big thanks to The Reba Stangs, Devina1980 and MarTW for reviewing I'm so happy you reviewed (does happy dance) Now on with chapter four.

There was complete silence in Cenas locker room, nobody spoke, nobody moved because nobody knew what to say or do after Torrie and Jackie had finished screaming at each other. Looking from Cena to Eddie to Rey and back to Cena, Jackie tried to control her breathing, giving all three men a look that told them she was doing her best not to start yelling at them too.

Cena nervously looked around him before clearing his throat and bringing attention to himself, " Um, Jacks, I don't wanna be screamed at or anythin' but you gotta realise that we ain't sayin' this for the good of our health or anythin', we doin' this coz' you're our friend you hearin' me? We care for you an' all we doin' is lookin' out for you K?"

"Oh I get it," Jackie answered, "You're just looking out for me huh? Lookin out for me my ass. You're just jealous that I'm happy, that I have somebody who loves me. Bet you wish you were in my place don't you Cena? In a relationship, but you don't know what the word relationship means do you hey? I mean you haven't known a girl longer than one night to be able to have a relationship. Let me tell you this Cena, there is more to life than sex with ring-rats."

Cena stared open-mouthed at Jackie before regaining his senses, "That stung Jacks, and I thought that you would actually listen to me, but it seems that you're happy to ignore me and believe rumours that you know ain't true. Listen sweets, when this thing with you and Charlie goes up in smoke don't come cryin' to me coz' I won't wanna hear it."

Jackie glared at Cena before turning on her heel and stalking out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Looking around and finding she was alone in the corridor, Jackie stormed towards catering, paying no attention to the whispers of the backstage crew as she passed.

"Stupid Cena thinking he knows everything, he knows nothing, why do they all have it in for me and WHERE THE HELL IS CHARLIE!" Jackie screamed.

"Whoa I'm feelin' some real tension in this area," a Canadian accented voice said.

Spinning around, Jackie whipped her head in the direction of the voice, finding the owner sat on a box with a smirk on his face, his blue eyes looking straight into her brown ones.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Jackie asked suspiciously.

"Hello to you too," he replied sarcastically, "What a nice way to greet the King of the World, the Ayatollah of Rock 'n' Rolla, the King of Bling-Bling Y2…"

"Ok, Ok, geez Jericho how many nicknames have you got? What I meant was why are you here? Why aren't you with RAW?" Jackie questioned.

"Well somebody decide that I was causing waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much trouble on the red side so they sent me to the blue side, which I don't see the point of coz' I'm just gonna cause the same amount of trouble here," Chris finished with a grin.

"Whatever, have you seen Charlie?" Jackie asked impatiently.

"Nope, why? You lookin' for him?" Chris asked.

"Well if I wasn't looking for him then I wouldn't ask would I?" Jackie said, "If you see him tell him I'm looking for him," with that she turned and carried on to catering, leaving Jericho standing in the hall with a twinkle in his eyes.