Chapter two Disclaimer: Krys is my property only. Alexandra Calloway and Kat/Kitty Kat own themselves. Kira Alexis Summers is the property of Ember Evans. Matt Hardy, Adam Copeland, Amy Dumas, and other WWE Superstars and Divas you recognize are their own property, and possibly the property of the McMahons, Titan Sports, and World Wrestling Entertainment. Anyone you don't recognize, unless stated otherwise, are my property.

"What the HELL were you thinking?" Alexandra Calloway yelled at the young woman as she made her way backstage. "You know Kat was cheering for Adam, and you pull THIS bullshit! Honestly, what the hell goes on in your mind sometimes?"

Krys still hadn't come down off her high of finally giving Adam what had been coming to him, and she wasn't about to let Alex bring her down. "Sorry, Alex, had to do what had to be done. I'm too happy to have you bring me down tonight, I'll see you, Kitty and Kira tomorrow. Later!" she squealed as Matt took her hand again, and left off to go to the locker room.

As they walked hand in hand back to the locker room, they spotted Adam coming back into the arena from being escorted out by security, for the show's sake. He took one look up, spotted Matt and Krys, and immediately made a beeline for the redhead.

"You bitch!" he snarled, having to be held back by security. "You ruined my match! Now this asshole's gonna make my woman's life a living hell, and it's all YOUR fault!"

Smiling calmly at him, she said, "Well, it's all your fault this happened. If you never put the moves on Amy while Matty was away with his knee injury, she would've never opened her legs to you. And your wife would've never found all those texts back and forth between you two confessing your love to each other, and she would've never asked Matt if anything had been going on, which wouldn't have led to all of this. So, in a way, Adam, all of this was your fault, so YOU have to reap what you sow. Have a nice time being subjected to mid-card hell on SmackDown again."

With that, she walked off on Matt's arm, leaving Adam cursing and hurling insults at her the whole way back to the mens' locker room. "I'll wait out here," she told Matt as he went in to change.

He nodded, and walked inside. As the door closed, Krys smiled comfortably to herself, waving to her friends and fellow wrestlers as they walked by. She saw a red top, and a flash of dark auburn-red hair, and leaned back against the wall as Amy came up to face her.

"Amy," she said cordially, nodding politely to the other redhead. "Anything on your mind?"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why would you help Matt when you knew Adam was supposed to win? Why did you break script?"

Krys shifted her position against the wall, and stood to face the redhead. "Well, Amy, you want to know why I did it? Because I myself am a victim of infidelity. You know what happened with Shelton, and when I saw what it was doing to Matt, I felt obligated to help him any way I could. It just so happened that tonight was to be marked as my return from my broken ribs injury, so I talked to Eric and Vince, and they changed it at the last minute. In some ironic way, you and Adam deserve everything that's happening, and more."

Shaking her head, more in pity than in anger, Amy sighed and walked off. Alex and Kat's adopted cousin, Kira Summers, came walking up while Krys had been watching Amy head to the Divas' locker room, and tapped Krys on the shoulder. "Hey Krys, great ending to a great match," she said kindly.

"What's up, Kir?" she asked, pushing a stray lock of red hair out of her face. "I'm guessing I'm... not too high up on Alex and Kitty's happy list, am I?"

Kira shook her head, letting her brown hair fall into her face. "Nope. Kat's mad as all hell, and it seems she's looking for you, so I'd suggest you get your gear and Matt, and get the hell out of the city before she finds you."

"Nah. I'm gonna have to face her anyway, so I might as well face the music and bear the brunt of her fury." As Matt came out of his locker room, Krys slapped hands with Kira and walked off. She made a quick stop in the Divas' locker room, grabbed her gear, and left on the arm of the Sensei of Mattitude.

A/N: Okay, so this second part didn't exactly live up to my expectations of the first chapter, but anyway, before I get too whiny about it, I hope you guys liked. :)