Title: What's hers is hers part 11
Pairing: Mickie/Trish; Mickie/Candice; Candice/Victoria
Disclaimer: I don't own them... any of them... and I'm not affiliated
with the WWE in anyway AND... I'm not making money doing this... lol
most people aren't even reading this...
Rating: NC-17; well later on it will be NC-17
Summary: When Trish decides to go back to the WWE... she reclaims
what's hers meaning way more than the title.

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Victoria laughed shoving Candice playfully. She had been spending the past month hanging out with the younger diva almost everyday and she was really enjoying it. Part of her actually felt like she was falling for her but the other part was totally content with just liking her because of her physical appearance and that part was mad at the other part for thinking that she could actually be falling for Candice; after all, this was all just a plan. A plan to get Mickie back to Trish and Trish was getting restless. It had been a month and Candice was still with Mickie. It was time to push the plan into high gear and get it over with. Falling for Candice was definitely not part of the plan.

Candice giggled; a sound that Victoria had grown to love. RAW had almost come to an end for the night and she and Victoria were talking about some of the ridiculous things that had gone on. They were walking to the locker room and their arms were brushing slightly with each step they took. Victoria couldn't help but think tonight was the night. She would kiss her tonight and the plan would progress. She looked down at their fingers that had brushed once again and could help but wonder if she was excited because the plan was in full effect or because she might have the chance to kiss her today.

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Trish sighed. She didn't know how much longer she could take this. It was like she had Mickie but she didn't. She joked with Mickie, shopped but Mickie, talked with Mickie, just like old times but every time she went to lean in to kiss Mickie, she had to remind herself that Mickie was not hers. She was rethinking the plan… maybe the original 'go rip Candice apart' plan would have worked better.

"Hey Trish… I have something for you" Mickie said walking into the locker room with a little box in her hand.

"What is it?" Trish asked curiously.

"Close you eyes" Mickie instructed. Trish did as she was told. Mickie walked up behind her, opened the box and took out a silver necklace that said the word "Stratusfaction". Mickie put the necklace on Trish and then ushered her in front of a mirror. "Alright… open them" Mickie said.

Trish opened her eyes. She traced the necklace with her fingers.

"Oh My God. It's beautiful… I can't take this Mick" Trish said, turning away from the mirror to face Mickie.

"Of course you can… it's a gift" Mickie said.

"You're so sweet" Trish said enveloping Mickie in a hug. Mickie inhaled the familiar scent of Trish not wanting to let go. She loved having Trish in her arms.

"Trish?" Mickie said softly.

"Yeah? Trish asked, breaking the embrace to look Mickie in the eye.

"I love you…" There she went again; saying things before she could think about them. The three words that she was trying her hardest to repress for the past month. The three words that she was supposed to be saying to Candice not to Trish. The three words that she finally thought had meant something when uttered to Candice.

She had worked on her relationship was Candice over the past month and she finally thought it would work. It was working. She was managing to keep Trish as just a friend. It was a difficult task but she could do it. She had proven she could do it over the past month.

Trish reached up and brushed a stray hair from Mickie face carefully tucking it behind her ear. Mickie's heart beat quickened as Trish's hand lingered on her skin, carefully trailing down Mickie neck and up to her cheek. Mickie missed the feeling of those hands. They felt the same as she remembered, soft, smooth, safe. She looked into Trish's deep brown eyes.

"Mickie… I…" Trish began but cut off. Her finger traced Mickie's lips. Mickie's heart beat kept getting faster. She was afraid she was going to die. What was Trish going to say? Was she going to tell her she just didn't feel the same anymore? Mickie opened her mouth to ask her but before she could, soft lips pressed against hers in a sensual kiss. Mickie felt as if she couldn't breathe. This was Trish… kissing her… again. She couldn't believe it. It had to be another dream.

Trish ran her tongue over Mickie bottom lip and Mickie was sure this wasn't a dream. She parted her lips allowing Trish entrance as the tip of Trish's tongue touched hers. She moaned into the kiss, bringing one of her hands to cup Trish's face and the other one to rest on Trish's hip. She couldn't believe that she was kissing Trish and how right it felt.

"Maybe we co…" Candice cut off walking into the locker room with Victoria at her side. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She quickly ran out of the locker room. She couldn't think straight; couldn't see straight; couldn't even run straightt. She felt as if her heart had just shattered. She had thought everything was okay. Mickie had begun acting normal again, acting like she cared, acting like she loved her and now this! She had asked Mickie from the day that Trish came back, if her odd behaviour had anything to do with Trish and Mickie had lied to her and said no. Mickie could have told her that she wanted to be with Trish and she would have let her go with little or no struggle. She wouldn't have tried to fight what Mickie's heart felt but no… Mickie had to act like she loved her back, like everything was alright and then humiliate her. She loved Mickie, it would have hurt if she had told her that she preferred to be with Trish rather than her but she would have come to terms with it and it wouldn't hurt as much as this. Candice ran out into the cool air. She was still wearing a very revealing ring outfit and she shivered as the cool night's air blew chilling her skin.

Victoria wanted to run after her. She had seen the shock and hurt on the younger girl's face and it made her feel sad. She wanted to run and tell her that everything would be okay but that wasn't her job. She watched as Mickie ran out of the locker room to catch up with Candice. Victoria turned to face Trish who also seemed shocked. She wanted to be angry at Trish. Candice wasn't supposed to get hurt. That wasn't what was supposed to happen. She wanted to be mad but she had no reason to… when she had agreed to this bet, she couldn't care less who got hurt. It was just a bit of fun on her part but dammit this was not fun. Candice was the innocent party; she didn't deserve that. She just hoped that at least Trish would get what she wanted out of this. Maybe this would bring her and Mickie together and they would be happy. At least it would have been worth something. She just couldn't forget the look of anguish on Candice's face.

"That wasn't the plan…" Victoria stated simply looking at Trish.

TBC…. Two chapters in one night… double the comments… I hope so… lol… read and review