Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own any of the WWE superstars! I do own the characters Becky and Ravyn.

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All Loss and No Gain

What a nightmare…what a total mess! We lost, and now it is me who will have to 'face the music' and be scorched by miss banshee for the rest of the night. I just want to go back to my hotel room, have some peace and quiet, and sleep. But no, instead I have to have an ear aching for the next two hours and why? Because I have to travel with my so called tag partners.

By the time we reach the rented car, Melina has already been screeching at me for one hour solid. I would usually just turn my head and not listen, but once we are in the confined space of the rented car the voice volume now sounds like a fog horn being blasted down my ear.

"You cost us our reputation again! How many more times are you going to mess up? I told Theodore Long this was a bad idea, but did he listen? As always, no! And now we are stuck with you for five months! I mean, five months! I'm not going to be able to cope with anymore losses!" Melina ranted, her face now a beetroot red colour. In between I had tried to correct her that it was only four months, but she still didn't hear me. I wasn't surprised of course. I had also tried arguing that our loss wasn't my fault! But once again, she didn't listen to a word I had to say.

As the car pulled out of the parking lot I stare out of the window, the street lights flashing as the car passed them. The match started off so well, Nitro and Merkury had isolated Brian Kendrick, and everything seemed to be going okay…until total disaster struck.

FLASHBACK

It was too perfect, they had no chance now! Nitro smirked as he raised his foot and kicked Brian hard in the side of the head, leaving him on his back, motionless in the ring. Paul London watched as Nitro teased him by making the gesture of MNM's finishing move, 'snapshot'. Paul jumped into the ring, only to have his path blocked by the referee. Melina saw her chance, climbing into the ring and jumping on Brian, pulling his hair and hitting him several times over. Now things were really starting to get out of hand, with Paul straining against the reff and Nitro continuing to tease him, it went un-noticed as Jillian quickly moved into the ring, grabbing hold of Melina's hair and pulling her off of Brian. The two girls began to scrap, scratching and pulling each others hair as the audience cheered them on, Merkury stepping in and attempting to break them up. Now Brian stood, rather dazed. Ravyn saw her opportunity, now she to entering the ring, waiting until Brian turned before she brought up her foot to kick him forcedly in the head…but Brian moved, her foot connecting with the back of Nitro's head. Before Ravyn could react, and stop Brian from pinning Nitro, Ashley came out of no where, tackling her to the mat. The next thing that was heard was the audience counting along with the reff, '1, 2, 3!' Cheers erupted, Brian and Paul's music hitting.

"And here are your winners…Brian Kendrick, Paul London, Jillian Hall and Ashley!"

FLASHBACK END

Okay…so…maybe it was my fault that we lost, but it was an accident! Brian moved before I hit him!

"Ravyn! Are you even listening to me?" Melina's protests returning quickly, I sigh heavily as I continue to stare out of the window.

"I guess not," I answer simply, a feeling of relief washing over me as we pull up in front of the hotel.

"Well you should be! You cost us the match!" Melina screeched, I picked up my duffel bag from the seat next to me, quickly opening the door and jumping out.

"Bye Melina," I say boredly, ignoring the protests as I slam the door shut. I walk into the calm and quiet of the hotel lobby, feeling the on coming headache, my ears ringing.

"Ravyn!" comes the cheery voice, the sudden sharp clap on the back making me turn.

"Hey Becks," I say, my friend beaming at me.

"Sorry about your match! I hope you aren't too disappointed!" Becky said in a rather loud voice, either her voice was louder than usual or it was just a symptom of the headache. I make to speak, but Becky cuts me off before I can speak. "Me, John and some others are going to the nearest club for a drink! Want to come?" I make to answer, but I once again get cut off. I really need to tell John to stop feeding her sugar. "I can see your down! So come and have a drink and celebrate!"

"Celebrate what?" I question, surprised Becky let me get a word in.

"Your match! I know you lost but…what the heck! Celebrate and have a drink you moody git!" Becky laughs, I look at her strangely.

"But isn't drinking when you're down called 'drowning your sorrows'? Not celebrating…" Becky thinks this over for a minute, then smiles widely again, shrugging.

"Same thing!" Becky smiled, once again having one of her moments when she made no sense whatsoever.

"No it isn't Becky," I sigh heavily.

"In my world it is!" Becky announced, "now come with us?" Before I have chance to decline Becky has taken hold of my arm and is now dragging me out of the hotel lobby, where John was waiting with some of the others. Seems I have no choice in the matter, not really looking forward to the pounding beats of the club, and shouting just so that we can hear each other speak. I suppose it's better than staying in all alone all night…