Chapter Seven: Jessica's P.O.V

Randy was right. Dave did ask me out again. I put off decision, hoping that he'd forget by the next day. Highly doubtful, but you never know.

After the show, Adam and I met each other in the parking lot before driving to the hotel.

"So how does it feel to be head writer?" Adam asked me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, completely unaware of what was going on.

"You haven't heard?"

"No, heard what?"

"Stephanie isn't writing anymore. She's going to have a baby and doesn't want to hassle with both a job and a family. So you're in complete control of whatever happens on the show, with Vince's approval of course."

"Oh my God! Are you serious, Adam?"

"No, I made it all up," he said, sarcastically. "This is so great. Now you can give Evolution exactly what they deserve…nothing."

I smiled at the thought of doing whatever I pleased for the show. Then it hit me. I now knew why Dave was asking me out. Because Evolution needed to keep their titles. Because they knew that I would come in and change everything.

"Jessie, what's wrong? I thought you'd be more excited about this," Adam asked.

"Nothing. I'm just a little tired, that's all."

"Well, hopefully not too tired because tonight we're going to celebrate your so called 'promotion' and the end of Evolution's reign as champion."

"Adam, what if I told you that I wanted one member of Evolution to lose their title to another?"

He gave me a puzzled look. "Why would you do that?"

"Think about it. If one member had to go up against another, it would be the ultimate end to Evolution."

Adam drove for a couple of minutes in silence before speaking again. "But in order for one champion to lose to another member, the member would have to lose his title too, unless you want a double champion in Evolution."

"That won't happen. I'm thinking that I want either Orton or Batista to be the next World Champ but somehow I have to see who wants it more. Then once I do that, I'll make sure that their title goes around your waist. Whether it be the IC title or a tag title, I don't know yet."

A sly smile grew on Adam's face. "Has Batista talked to you anymore today?"

"Actually, he asked me out again after his match. I told him to give me until tomorrow, that I'd have to think about it."

"Don't say no."