Unfinished Business – part 3

The Fight That Ended It All

A/N: This story takes place immediately after chapter 2, so to refresh your memory, Alex just signed up to the WWE, and saw Taryn signing up too. Haylie is recovering from her accident, and Alex is supposed to meet Amy and Matt for lunch soon.

"Well, well, well… Look who we have here… Alexis Christine Hardy. Never thought I would see you again…" Taryn sneered. She had grown about 2 inches since Alex last saw her, which made her look even more like her mom. Obviously, being short ran in the family. She had long blonde hair, with red tips, and white-blonde streaks. She wore a revealing red V-neck, sleeveless, top, with a black mini skirt, and black high heels. She had on a touch of make-up, and a black choker.

"Yeah, well, same goes to you too, whore." Alex glared. She had on simply a baby blue short sleeved aeropostale top, with khaki Capri's, and white tennis shoes. Her auburn hair was pulled up in a loose ponytail, and she had no make-up on. She was always told she didn't need make-up to look pretty, and that was definitely true. She had surely inherited her mother's looks.

"Well, I would rather be a whore than a bookworm."

"What are you doing here, Taryn? Trying to sleep with Vince McMahon so you can get a job? Or are you just sleeping with him for the hell of it, because you are so desperate, you can't get anyone else?" Taryn gasped. She was speechless.

"Ladies? Is there a problem?" Vince McMahon questioned when he walked in the door.

"No, sir. We were just introducing ourselves again," Taryn assured.

"You have met before?" He sounded surprised.

"Yes, sir. We…knew each other when we were children…" Alex sighed.

"Unfortunately…" Taryn whispered.

"Well, I think all we need to do is sign a few papers, I'll explain a few things to you, and then you can meet the superstars! They should be arriving shortly, because we have to do a practice show before the real one starts."

"Ok, but are we required to have any costume, or gear we need to buy, or do you supply it?" Alex questioned.

"You are signing up to be a real wrestler? I thought you wanted to be a diva?"

"Um…no sir. I am signing up to actually wrestle…"

"So am I…" Taryn announced proudly.

"Oh…Okay, well, I guess I can supply it then…" He smiled. "You both are so much like your mothers…It is like the Lita/Trish feud all over again. This will make a fantastic storyline."

Taryn and Alex glared at each other as they signed the papers.

ONE HOUR LATER

"Mr. McMahon!" Alex yelled. Vince was walking out of the conference room, with Taryn hot on his heels.

"Yes, Alex?" He turned around. The meeting was over, what more could she want?

"Taryn, can you excuse for a second? Thanks." Taryn walked away.

"Mr. McMahon, I need to ask one more favor… Can we go somewhere private?"

"Sure." They walked to the conference room again, and closed the door.

"Mr. McMahon, I have something very important to ask you…"

"If you are asking me to sleep with you, I can't. I am married! And besides, Taryn asked me already."

"Ew! NO! I mean, that's not what I am asking. You see, my best friend Haylie, Haylie Orton, wants to be a wrestler too."

"Orton…Is she Randy's daughter?" He asked, sounding amazed.

"Yes, sir. Randy and Stacy's daughter. They have four kids."

"Stacy Keibler and Randy Orton has four kids? This is wonderful, is it just Haylie that is interested?"

"Yes, sir. Haylie is 21 like me, and her younger siblings aren't old enough to be signed. The twins, Kimberly, and Carly, are 15, and Tyler is 8. But my point is, is that Haylie wants to be signed up…"

"Well then why didn't she come herself?"

"She…She was in a car accident. She was hit by a drunk driver…This was like, a year ago. She was told she would never walk again, but today, she walked her first 2 steps…On my birthday! Everyone has faith that she will walk again, and I promised her I would get her a job here. This has been our dream since we were kids. She doesn't want one man's mistake to drink and drive ruin her dream.

"I understand that you can't sign her to wrestle now, but I still would like you to please consider her situation, and sign her when she is healed. I told her that I wouldn't get in without her, but she wouldn't have it any other way. She said that if her career was ruined by that man, and she could never wrestle again, she wouldn't want me to go down with her."

"Well, Alex, that was a very moving speech, and you're right. I cannot sign her now. I haven't even met her! But, I will, however, consider her situation, and when she is all better, she can meet me in person. As for the time being, I think you should head over to the locker room, and pick out a uniform style, or pick out some clothes. Once you have something, go to the first door on your right as you are heading towards the garage. That is hair and make-up. They will find your size of the outfit, and do your hair and make-up.

"As for me, I am going to write you and Taryn into our script, and get your storyline settled. If you need anything, ask one of the people who work backstage and they will know where I am." They both smiled.

"Thank you, Mr. McMahon. I really appreciate this. And I am sure Haylie does too…"

"Anything for my superstars and their children." They smiled once again and departed.

This is going to be a long night…Alex thought.

LUNCH

Alex slowly walked towards the Olive Garden, the place she was meeting her parents for lunch. She felt nervous, and afraid. Things had gone somewhat well with Mr. McMahon, and even though she couldn't wait to tell her mom, she was afraid of what her father would say. She was still wearing her outfit from earlier, but she had decided she would let her hair down. Her father always said he loved her hair down, because it made her look like her mother. Not in any perverted way or anything, but in admiration. Growing up, Alex was close to her dad, but ever since that spaghetti dinner, when she made the announcement that she wasn't going to college, did they being to resent each other.

She took a deep breath, and opened the door. Her parents were sitting at a small table close to the door, but over by the window. She spotted them easily, and when Amy and Matt saw her they both got tears in their eyes. They had flown to D.C. a day after Alex, and left 8-year-old Sammy with the Orton's.

As Alex stiffly walked over to their table, Amy stood up, and met her daughter half way. They embraced in a heartfelt hug, and Amy stroked her daughter's hair.

"I missed you so much, Lexi. You have to tell us how it went today!" She pulled away and smiled. The girls sat down, and Alex and Matt just stared at each other. They were so distracted they didn't even notice the waiter ask for their order.

"Alex – You with us?" Amy asked. Alex nodded, and ordered her food. Once the waiter was gone, Matt spoke.

"Um, Allie, I uh… I just wanted to say sorry. I… I am very sorry. I know it's your decision, and I respect that…It's just… I worry about you and your brother. You grew up with parents who were constantly injured from their jobs, and I didn't want that for you. If I could have it my way I wouldn't let you have pain. I just worry about you, you know?"

"I know daddy. I was kinda surprised when you threw me out, but it wasn't all that bad. I loved living with Haylie and I am eternally grateful for all the Orton's have done for me. Let's just forget about it, and hopefully you will forgive me…?" She looked at him hopefully, and Matt, holding back tears, leaned over the table, and hugged his daughter. Amy sighed happily, and with their issues settled, the threesome ate their lunch, with hardly any moment of silence. The first topic of discussion – Alex's new job, Haylie's future job, and the job that unfortunately was shared with Taryn Stratus.

2 MONTHS LATER

"Well folks, looks like The Great American Bash is finally here! And boy do we have a great line-up of matches tonight! My personal favorite so far, is the long awaited No DQ match for the Women's title, currently held by Taryn Stratus. Alex Hardy challenged Taryn not even 2 weeks after being signed! Taryn must be good to have gained the Women's title so quickly!" said one of the announcers.

"I agree, and I must say, Alex must really step up her game if she wants to defeat Taryn, and follow in her mother's footsteps. Lita is sitting in the audience right now, just to cheer her only daughter on. (The camera is fixed on Amy, and the family.) And would you look at that! She brought along the whole family!"

Backstage, Alex is stretching, when Taryn casually walked up to her.

"Good luck tonight, Alexis. Break a leg. Or better yet, be like your mother and dislocate your knee!" She snickered, and then walked off. Alex just glared at her, and continued to stretch. Her match was coming up in a few minutes, and she needed to concentrate.

She was so in the zone, she didn't hear Haylie walk up behind her. "Hey." She said.

Alex jumped ten feet out of her skin. "Oh my god, Haylie! Don't scare me like that! What are you doing here?"

"Alex…I just got signed!" They both squealed.

"Are you serious?" Alex hugged her best friend so tight, Haylie couldn't get air. They laughed.

"Yes. Vince just hired me, and told me to find you." She smiled.

"Your dream is coming true, Leelee. Now, I think this calls for a celebration. Let's go out tonight, just the two of us, unless you want to bring Jake and Brandon…?"

"Well, they have been our loving boyfriends for what…two months now? I'll ask Jake and see what he thinks, and you can ask Brandon. But don't worry about that! You need to focus on your match. Your mom, dad, and Sam are out there cheering for you. I am too, and so is my family. You have gotta beat Taryn. For the both of us…" The girls smiled once again, and after a brief hug, Haylie walked off.

Haylie still looked the same. She had shoulder length, layered blonde hair, and brown eyes. She was really tall, just like her mother, and had her mother's build: Long legs, skinny waist, and tanned skin. She chose not to appear tonight, because she wanted all the focus to be on Alex and her match, so all she wore was a pair of baby pink shorts, and a white tank top.

Alex continued to stretch, and drank about half her water bottle. Why am I stressing? I have gone against her before, and won 2 out of 3 times. Why am I worried? Was all that passed through her mind. Minutes went gone, and Alex got more pumped by the second.

Before she knew it, the match was starting. Taryn's music blared throughout the arena, and she walked out slowly, with a smug look on her face. The crowd booed, and she just rolled her eyes. Once she was in the ring, she glared at the ramp, just waiting for Alex to come out.

"Well, it's now or never…" Alex said softly to herself. Alex's music began to play, and she came out. She nonchalantly walked towards the ring, cursing Taryn out on her way. Once she was in the ring, and the bell was tapped, the match began.

Alex started out with a few slaps, and in return, got a few punches. Taryn kicked her between the legs, as Alex fell down. The fight went on and on with equal amounts of pins. They couldn't make it past two. Taryn's head began to bleed, and Alex's knees were torn open.

Taryn did a high kick to the head, which knocked Alex down. Both of her families were in the audience cheering her on, but for some reason, that wasn't enough. Knowing Alex was down, Taryn got out of the ring and grabbed a chair. She threw it in the ring, picked it up, and raised it high over her head. She slammed in down with such force, she could have knocked an elephant over. A wave of gasps swept over the crowd, and everything went quiet. It was so silent, you could have heard your heart beating.

Taryn smiled, and went for the pin. 1…2…

EPILOGUE COMING SOON