Ana woke up and looked around the room slowly, realising she had no idea where she was. She opened the door and walked downstairs, where Hall and Nash were watching TV.

"Why am I here?" She demanded.

"You passed out last night after you had a fight with your ex." Nash answered.

"A fight? Who won?" She asked.

"No idea."

"Great." She said walking towards the door.

"Ana," Hall said pulling her back. "Why are you dating guys like him?"

"Why? Run out of soap opera gossip and wanna talk about my life?"

"I don't want you around guys who are gonna hit you."

"Daddy," She said with fake sweetness "I'm training to be a wrestler. Guess what happens to them?"

"They get hit." He said before punching her. "Tell your slut mother that I don't want a reminder of my mistake."

"That implys you've only made one, you pathtetic, drunk loser."

Nash jumped up to pull Hall away from her.

"You know, the only reason people still know your name is cos you hang around with him." She glanced at Nash. "And he doesn't know when to quit." She left the house and Nash let Hall go.

"That little bitch!" Hall shouted.

"Yeah, she's the bitch, it's all her fault." Nash said, Hall glared at him. "Come on Scott, she has a right to be mad at you."

"Where were you?" Bischoff demanded.

"I went out, met my ex boyfriend, apparently passed out and Nash came along to play hero."

"You were with your father?"

"No, I didn't even know what was going on until I woke up this morning." She smirkied. "Might have talked to him a little though."

"Get out!"

"What?"

"I don't want Hall's brat anywhere near me, get out!"

Ana picked up her bag and left the room.