w00t! It's chapter four already! I can't say how many more chapters there are going to be--because I frankly don't know. I'm sorry about my spacing in the last chapter. It got a little funky.

An hour later, the three sexy Divas were backstage, huddled around a sheet of paper. Huge, salty tears were streaming down Amy's face. Jade was patting her on the back, and Trish was rereading the note, a nervous expression on her pretty face.

"My Dearest Amy," Trish read out loud, her hands shaking, "You're Adam is gone. I have him, and I know damn well you want him back. Well, I think he's been banging you for too long. Yeah, six years is longer, but no one but you and Edge know how long your affair has been going on. All I know, is it ends right here, right now." Trish swallowed hard, the tears threatening to fall. "Black Hearts from, Matt."

"Damn him," Jade cursed standing up and beginning to pace around the room, "Damn him to hell."

"T-t-that's why we were alone the C-c-cabana!" Lita wailed. "He's goooonnnneeeee!"

"Hmmm," Trish murmured, staring at the message, "There's got to be some kind of trick to this..." Her voice trailed off.

"Yeah," Jade said slowly, blinking in a confused matter, "Wait...trick?"

"Yes," Trish repeated, casting a worried glance towards Amy, "For starters, Matt is well, smaller than Edge."

Jade snickered.

"No!" Trish scolded, shaking her head, "Not in that way. Edge is taller, and has more muscle power; I guess you could say, than Matt. It wouldn't be easy for him to just walk off with Adam. Second of all, Edge wouldn't go without a huge fuss, right?"

Amy nodded, biting her bottom lip with a force. "Then…he has to be in this arena." She whispered, closing her hazel eyes, sniffling.

"No," Jade said slowly, catching on quick, "He'd find a way to get out, or scream, or kick the shit out of someone."

Trish nodded. "That means Matt has Adam at the hotel down the street, were most of the Super Stars are staying this evening. By tomorrow, Matt will have him thrown off a bridge. Or at least put on a plane to somewhere that'd we'd never guess. Does that sound about like Matt, Ames?"

"Not really," Lita replied, softly, "Not the Matt I know. But yes, that sounds exactly like the drugged-out Matt Hardy that's stolen my lover…" Her voice trailed off, and she collapsed into Jade's arms, her shoulders heavy with great sobs.

Jade sighed softly, frowning and stroking Amy's hair.

Trish checked the Rolex on her wrist. "It's getting late. We better head down to the hotel, and start searching for Adam. Ladies, it's going to be a hell of a night."

Jade nodded, helping Lita stand. "Are you going to be alright?" She asked her friend, softly.

"Y-yes," Amy responded, wiping the tears away from her eyes.

Trish shook her head; sending blonde locks spilling over her shoulders. "With our luck, we're going to run into the friggen' Boogeyman or some other crazy shit," she muttered, starting down the hallway.

The trio reached the door, and Trish through it open, coming face-to-face with a grinning John Cena.

"Fuck," Jade pushed past him, chewing on her bottom lip. "Freaking pervert shows up at the god damn wrong time, and he's gonna start hitt-" She gasped, as John grabbed her and pulled her body close to his.

"Ladies, ladies, what's the hurry?" John purred, glaring back at Amy, who was sending a death ray from her eyes.

"Eugh. You're mom's the hurry, Cena. NOW GET THE HELL OFF OF ME." Jade pushed him away, grabbing Amy's hand and following Trish out the door. For extra insult, Jade stuck her middle finger up, making John's grin broader.

"Maybe later, baby. I thought you were 'in a hurry'." John chuckled at his own stupid joke.

Lita giggled, sniffling.

Jade rolled her eyes, muttering a few choice words under her breath.

Trish hurried the other two girls down the street, and soon they came to a large, Holiday Inn.

"Here we go," Lita mumbled, pushing herself against the door of the hotel, "May Ric Flair have mercy on our souls." She chuckled, wiping her face dry with her hands.

The girls entered the hotel, expecting a bomb or something to go off when they did so. No, a bomb did not go off, but something like that did happen. Worse than a bomb.

"TRISHTRISHTRISHTRISHTRISHTRISHTRIS!" A female voice shrieked.

There you go, hunnehs. The fourth chapter. Can you guess who the crazy fan-girl is? XDD I shall be trying to put more wrestlers in this story. A new twistie will be thrown in as well! In real life, Edge and his wife have reconcilied. Ooh! That'll be in this story, also. So drop a review! Oh, and please email me any information on Adam's wife, I'm a little confused! -Hearts-