Disclaimer: I don't any of the characters that appear in this story. They are Vince Mcmahon's not mine.
Summary: The draft picks have been chosen. Edge is now on Smackdown! leaving Amy's character Lita alone against the angry and upset Red Machine. After being tossed into yet another storyline, she learns that friends can come from anywhere. Will she be able to get rid to the feeling of abandonment she once felt? Or will it follow her throught out her life.
Pairings: Hmmm...I don't know if I want to tell you yet or not. Or if I should just make you guess. Although I'll tell ya one thing. It's not going to stay an Adam/Amy for long.Maybe I'll tell you later.
Characters: Lita, Edge, Kane, Trish Stratus, Chris Jericho, Christian, Eddie Guerrero, Randy Orton, John Cena, Dawn Marie, Victoria, Torrie Wilson, Rey Mysterio and possibly a few more.
Notes from the Author: There are no spoilers in this, unless I'm psychic which I'm not. So the picks are what I choose except John Cena and Chris Benoit. It's slightly AU, although knowing me that can change. This is my first Wrestling fanfiction. So please when you review don't be to harsh on me. I'm ignoring the whole Adam/Amy/Matt situation. What happens in their personal life is their own business. So what this means is, Amy and Adam being together happened while she'ssingle and Adam's not married. Ok? Good so no flames about it please and thank you. Also Edge and Kane's match at Vengeance was never assigned. Trish and Randy are not out because of injury. I heard some where that Dawn Marie is pregnaut, whether this is true or not I'm not sure. But if it is, for the sake of the story she isn't. If not then ignore that little note.
Anything in Italic are thoughts.
Ok well enjoy...and please review! Thank you!
Prologue
The words spoken moments before didn't help to ease the feeling the young woman felt at that current moment. Those words just kept repeating within her mind. Ok, so the month long draft was just completed. However, did that really require for her boyfriend to leave. A hand reached up gently moving away a stray strand of red hair that had managed to fall over the woman's' face. She sighed sadly, knowing the answer to the question she had previously asked herself. He had no choice in the matter and neither did she. What made it worse was she had this odd feeling that something like this were to happen.
Amy Dumas ran a hand through her red hair as she looked up at her boyfriend. "You were drafted to Smackdown!" the red haired woman said. A sigh escaping the tall Canadian before her.
"Yeah, Bischoff called me not long ago and told me. Long drew me for the draft."
"But...Adam." the redheaded Diva started to say only to be cut off by her blonde companion.
"Amy I can't do anything about it. You know how Bischoff is." Adam Copeland looked down at his girlfriend. His gunmetal gray eyes watching as she let out a soft sigh.
"I know but...this means we won't be able to see each other as often. I don't want something to happen to out relationship." Her hazel eyes bearing a hole into the floor beside his boots.
Callous fingers gently wrapped around her chin, tilting her head up. "Amy nothing is going to come between us." The blonde haired Canadian slowly lowered his head, capturing the red haired woman's' lips for a soft kiss.
Amy closed her eyes, trying to block the tears that were threatening to fall. You say that now, Adam. But who's to know for sure.
The red head stepped out of her rental car. After making sure the doors were locked, the red haired woman leaned back against the white rental. I can't help but feel like something is going to happen. Gently she wrapped her arms around herself, feeling the sudden cold. I'm probably just over reacting. The woman shrugged her shoulders lightly, as she moved to walk into the arena for that showing of Raw.
The moment she stepped away from her position against her car, a white mustang quickly turned the corner and made its way to the empty parking spot beside her rental. With seconds the young woman jumped out of the way as the car parked. A deep frown crossed the face of the red head as she stood from the ground, angrily dusting off her jeans, waiting for the person to exit the car so she could give them her piece of her mind.
"I don't know who the fuck taught you how to drive but you seriously might want to consider retaking a few lessons. The way you drive, you'll end up killing someone." Amy growled as the door to the mustang opened.
"Listen woman. I'm sorry. I didn't see ya. It ain't my fault if ya just walk out in the middle of the fuckin' parking lot. Where cars actually happen to drive through." the man yelled back as he tugged his hat on.
The red haired woman glared at the man. "Jackass." She muttered under her breathe. "I'm not stupid Cena."
The brown haired wrestler rolled his eyes. "Coulda fooled me with the way ya just walked out of no where."
Amy crossed her arms over her chest. "Excuse me?" Her eyebrow rose slightly. "Like I just figured...oh why don't I just walk out in front of this car and see if I can get myself killed."
John Cena smiled slightly. "Hey whatever is goin' on in that little head of yours, is all your business. It ain't mine." Amy glared up at the brown haired wrestler. "Whatever Cena. I need to go." She turned on her heel, quickly walking towards the arena. Shaking his head slightly, the brown haired wrestler started to head toward the arena.
"Well that was interesting." John turned to see a familiar face behind him.
"Hey Randy."
Randy Orton stood with his arms crossed over his slightly un-tucked shirt. His eyebrow raised ever so slightly. "What was that about?" he asked his best friend as they slowly made their to the entrance of the arena.
John sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Almost ran her over." Randy looked over at his friend curiosity running through his light blue eyes. John rose his hands defensively. "Hey! It's ain't my fault, I didn't see the woman moving from her car."
Randy laughed. "Man, just watch what you say to her. Amy's a little spit fire." John shrugged lightly. "Whatever you say man."
Amy stormed back into the women's locker room, slamming the door behind her as she entered. "Geez someone's in a bad mood." The red haired woman turned to look at the other occupant of the room. Amy's mouth drop at the site of one of her best friends. "Dawn Marie?"
The brunette smiled. "The one and only Ames." The brunette opened her arms, engulfing the red head into a tight hug.
Amy returned the friendly hug. "When did you..." Dawn playfully flicked the red haired woman's forehead. "Girl, you have a bad memory. I was drafted to Raw remember, tonight is the night I make my actual appearance."
The red head nodded. That's right. I forgot all about that stupid draft. She sighed looking up at her brown haired friend. "Sorry I've been a little out of it." Dawn Marie smiled sadly, placing her hand gently on her friends' shoulder.
"Amy it's not like he just up and left you. He only got moved to Smackdown."
"I know that. It's just that...it's going to feel weird not being able to see him all the time." Amy moved to her locker, throwing her stuff into it. "I mean sure I'll see him and I know that he will call all the time but..." The redheaded Diva chewed lightly on her lower lip.
She could trust Adam right. Granted the man didn't need to have someone watching over him twenty-four, seven. But she just couldn't get rid of the feeling that something was going to happen. Maybe it was just her being paranoid. After all Amy wasn't used to being separated from him for too long and now that the pair were on different shows. It simply meant that they would be in different cities.
Dawn patted the redheaded woman's shoulder. The New Jersey native knew how much this little fact bothered her friend. "Don't worry too much about it hun. Or else your going to give yourself wrinkles." The brunette scrunched her nose up at the thought, drawing a laugh from her long time friend. "That's my girl. See no need to be sad."
"Thanks Dawn I need that." Amy smiled at her friends' contagious smile. Dawn Marie shrugged playfully. "Hey what are friends for."
"Driving people insane." A giggling voice said from behind the two.
The red head and brunette greeted the new arrival. "Welcome to Raw Dawn!" The blonde Canadian pulled the surprised brunette into a hug.
"Thanks Trish."
"You know Dawn." Amy started as she sat on one of the benches in the woman's locker room. "Now that you've joined the Raw crowd, maybe you'll be able to put your wrestling abilities to good use instead of all those bra and panties matches and whatever else they made you girls do on SmackDown!." Dawn Marie visibly shuddered.
"Don't remind me." the brunette said as she took a seat next to the redheaded Diva.
"Hey now ladies, their is nothing wrong with a bra and panties match." a male voice spoke from the doorway, causing the three Divas to jump slightly.
"You know there's a thing called knocking Chris." Amy said, annoyed.
Chris smiled. "Now where is the fun in that?" the blonde Canadian questioned. Trish rolled her eyes at his comment. "Your something else, Irvine."
The blonde haired man smiled widely at the trio, winking playfully. "Don't you know it." The girls' rolled their eyes choosing not to comment.
"Was there something you needed Chris? Or just here to hang out with us ladies?" Trish asked as she looked through her bag.
"Actually, I did come here with a mission." the blonde laughed as he stepped into the women's locker room.
"Well hurry and deliver it before the other girls' show up." Chris waved his hand at the redheaded Diva.
"Chill. I was getting to the message." Chris turned to look seriously at Amy. "Bischoff wants to see you in his office right now."
"What does he want her for?" Dawn asked, an eyebrow raised in question glancing to her friend. Chris shrugged. "I'm only the messenger. If you really want to know ask her when she comes back. See you after the show ladies." The Canadian turned, waving over his shoulder, as he left the room.
"Well I better get going then. I'll see you two in a few." Amy walked quickly out of the locker room, leaving two curious Divas behind her.
What could he possibly want with me now? Was the first thought to cross the redheaded woman's mind. He couldn't want to fire her. She did nothing worthy of getting fired or suspended. Maybe he was adding a new plot twist. She sighed, as long as she didn't have to make any trips right now she was happy.
Amy knocked lightly on the door marking Eric Bischoff's current office. "Come in." she heard the gruff reply. Turning the knob, the redheaded Diva walked into the man's office.
"Glenn." She smiled her greeting at the tall man seated at one of the chairs.
The tall man smiled and waved at the young woman. " Hey Amy."
"Amy take a seat please. Where just waiting for two more people and we can begin this little meeting." Bischoff said as he looked through a few papers on his desk. The fiery Diva shook her head slightly, keeping her mouth closed as she took a seat beside Glenn Jacobs.
The tall man looked ready to laugh. He could tell that the young Diva was ready to open her smart mouth at boss. Glenn opened his mouth to spoke to her when the doors to the office opened once more signaling a new arrival.
"Ah gentlemen. I'm glad you can join us. Now take your seats so I begin telling you about the new storyline you four well be participating in."
Final Notes: Well I hope this came out ok and doesn't draw too many people away. I hope you liked the prologue. Please read and review. Any good critizism is welcome. Bye all.