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Kylie stared up at the tall building in front of her, apprehension slowly spreading through her body. Gripping her purse tightly, Kylie quickly climbed the stairs. Reaching for the door, Kylie was nearly bowled over by an irate John Cena hurrying out the building. Kylie let out a little squeak as she jumped back so she didn't get run over. Unfortunately she forgot that she was wearing high heels and she lost her balance. Arms flailing, Kylie tried to keep from falling on her butt.

"Whoa." An amused male voice said from behind seconds before Kylie felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist, ensuring that she didn't fall.

"Thanks." Kylie muttered, letting her long hair fall to cover her face so that her mystery rescuer couldn't see the blush that stained her cheeks. Without turning around, she pulled out of his arms and hurried into the building, cursing herself for not paying more attention.

With a sigh, Kylie made her way to the bank of elevators on the far wall. Remembering the instructions that had been left on her voice mail, she hit the up button and waited impatiently for an elevator to arrive.

Kylie took a moment to study the reflection that stared back at her from the stainless steel doors. She knew that her skin was drawn and there were bags under her eyes that even makeup couldn't cover. The last couple of days had been more stressful than she had imagined.

The morning after finding Devon gone, Kylie had woken up to find that she had left the TV on and her salad on the table. Quickly disposing of the leftover food, Kylie had set about straightening up the apartment, wanting it to look perfect when Devon returned. While she waited for word from Devon, she had reviewed the package of information that the WWE had sent to her by messenger.

When she still hadn't heard from Devon by the end of the second day, Kylie started to get worried. She had continued her normal training, trying to pretend that everything was okay. On the morning of the third day when Kylie tried to call Devon's phone, she got a recording saying that the number she was attempting to call was no longer in service and to please check the number to make sure that it was correct. Panic began to claw at the back of Kylie's throat as she checked the number before hitting send. When she received the message second time, Kylie dropped her phone, staring at it as if she expected it to come alive and bite her.

Over the course of the next couple of days, the realization that Devon was most likely gone for good began to sink in. Kylie knew that it was pointless for her to keep the tiny apartment since she would be on the road more often than not so she made arrangements with her landlord to get out of her contract early. She had quickly packed up her meager belongings, leaving the furniture in the apartment for the next tenant. The items that she couldn't take with her on the road, Kylie had left at her brother's place.

The dinging of the elevator doors brought Kylie out of her stupor. Stepping into the car, she heard someone call out for her to hold the elevator, reaching out Kylie stopped the doors from closing.

"Thanks." Jeff Hardy said breathlessly with a grin as he rushed into the elevator.

Kylie smiled politely and nodded her head before turning her attention to the numbers that began to flash rapidly upwards. Even though she wasn't looking at Jeff, she could feel him staring at her. There had been a time when she would have cracked a joke but Devon had always told her that her jokes weren't funny and more often than not, just embarrassed her, so instead she held her tongue waiting to see if Jeff said anything.

"Are you okay?" Jeff finally asked, breaking the silence.

Startled, Kylie turned towards him. "Yes." She answered simply, confusion coloring her voice.

"I saw John nearly knock you over earlier. Just wanted to make sure you were okay." Jeff said in way of explanation.

"Ah." Kylie nodded her head. "I guess I have you to thank for not letting me end up on my ass out there."

Jeff grinned. "You sure do."

Silence once again descended upon the car and Kylie was relieved when it stopped on her floor. Without saying anything to Jeff, she stepped off the elevator and hurried down the long hall to the human resource department.

After spending a rather overwhelming hour in human resources, Kylie made her way back down to the main level of the WWE headquarters. In her hand she clutched a copy of her schedule. Since she was new to the Raw roster, Kylie was going to be starting out wrestling at home shows for the first couple of weeks before making her television debut. Even though she wasn't going to be participating in the televised events, it had been made very clear to her that she was expected to be at every event.

Hearing a male voice call her name out, Kylie felt her heart skip a beat. Since no one knew her name, Kylie foolishly hoped that Devon had somehow found out where she was and had showed up to surprise her. Spinning around, a huge smile on her face, Kylie eagerly scanned the crowd, looking for a familiar face.

Finally she spotted Jeff running towards her, waving his arms like a madman. Instantly her heart dropped and she knew that a look of disappointment crossed her face. Quickly schooling her features so that she wouldn't hurt Jeff's feelings, Kylie waited patiently for him to catch up with her.

"Damn woman. You move fast." Jeff stopped next to her, making a big show of being out of breath.

Kylie couldn't help but feel a tiny tug on her lips at his antics since she knew that he was probably in tip top shape. Quietly she waited for him to finally get around to why he had stopped her.

"So I hear that you're our newest diva." Jeff finally stood up straight, breathing with ease, a dead giveaway that his actions before had all been an act.

Confusion once again descended upon Kylie but she kept her facial expression bland. With a tiny nod of her head, she confirmed that she was indeed the new diva. Hoping to keep the conversation to a minimum, Kylie glanced at her watch pointedly.

"We've heard rumors that one of the independent wrestlers was going to be getting an invitation to join the roster. Are they making you go through OVW first?" Jeff was either completely oblivious to her desire to leave or just plain ignoring it. Kylie decided it had to be the latter by the unrepentant grin on Jeff's face.

"I will not be attending OVW." Kylie answered Jeff's question but didn't expand on it.

"So that means you will be hitting the road right away." Jeff nodded his head. "I'm going to guess that they want to start with the house show this Friday."

Kylie was slightly astounded by Jeff's insight. Silently she nodded her head. A couple of years ago, Kylie would have welcomed the excuse to talk to someone. When she had been younger, she had loved meeting new people and learning about their lives. She had always been a very open person, both with her emotions and life. Devon had curtailed that trait very quickly. He had informed her that no one liked a chatterbox and that she needed to learn how not to be read so easily. He claimed that it was for her own good so that some scum bag couldn't take advantage of her. Now it was habit for her to clam up and shield herself from the world. Greg always told her that it wasn't a good thing and that he missed the fun loving girl that she had use to be but Kylie truly believed that Devon only had her best interest in heart.

Kylie's silence didn't seem to bother Jeff though. "Well I must say that I am thankful that we are getting fresh talent. The women's division could use a good shake up." Jeff turned his head as he heard someone calling his name. Waving his hand at the beautiful young lady standing at the top of the steps, Jeff turned back to Kylie. "Well I must leave you know but Kylie Saunders, let me say it has been a pleasure meeting you."

Jeff offered Kylie one more charming smile before bounding back up the stairs. Kylie watched in amusement as Jeff picked the petite brunette up, spinning her around before setting her on the ground and kissing her soundly.

Shaking her head at Jeff's antics, Kylie turned around and continued on her way to the hotel where she had already gotten a room. It wasn't until later that evening when she was getting ready for bed that the question of how Jeff knew her name entered her head. Kylie mulled it over for a couple of minutes before deciding that it wasn't a big deal. Pushing the thought from her head, Kylie looked over her schedule one more time before climbing into bed and turning out the lights.

A/N: Here's the second chapter. Finally the wrestlers make an appearance. It doesn't seem like anyone is reading this story so if I don't get any reviews I'm going to take the story down. If you like the story and want me to continue please let me know. Also the third chapter may be a little slow in coming since I didn't have as much time to write this past weekend as I would have liked but I promise it is on it's way. So please, read, enjoy, and review!