Stephanie leaned her head into her hand as she peered through her glasses at the women in the ring. She looked down at the clipboard in her lap and sighed, then turned her attention back to the action in the ring…if you could call it action. The empty arena was filled with the women trying out for the WWE, grunting and crying out in pain, when they landed a move incorrectly. Stephanie herself couldn't wrestle well, she'd be the first one to admit it, but these women were downright pathetic. Not one female yet, out of the hundred that had been through Stephanie's tryouts, had proven themselves or impressed Stephanie. She shook her head and glanced at her watch as she heard Trish nearly screaming as yet another did a move erroneously. Stephanie watched as the diva stood up dusting herself off from a nasty fall and left the ring, wiping tears from her eyes. Stephanie rolled her eyes and crossed out another name. She watched as Trish grabbed another girl from outside the ring and showed them all the proper way to execute a snapmare. "Did I miss much?" she heard from behind her.

Stephanie turned around and smiled, hugging her friend. "Amy, thank god."

Amy giggled and set down her bag. "That bad, huh?" she asked while taking a seat next to Stephanie and watching Trish working with the hopefuls'.

Stephanie nodded. "I bet Trish that she would lose her cool with the divas before we finished."

"And?"

"Well, I must thank you."

Amy raised her eyebrow. "What for?"

"Because you're late Trish is already pissed," Stephanie smirked as Amy groaned. "So, thanks."

"Yeah, yeah," Amy grumbled.

"So, why were you late?" Stephanie asked, looking at Amy.

Amy suddenly smiled. "Traffic," she said a little too quickly.

Stephanie stopped herself from laughing. "Oh really?" Amy nodded and bit her lip to hide her smile. "And I'm assuming that the road you were on had a name? Say like…Adam?" Amy looked at Stephanie shocked then blushed several different shades. Stephanie laughed and went back to her list. "So things are good with you two then?"

"Yeah, things are great," Amy answered.

"That's good." Stephanie bit her lip and began twirling her pen in her hand, suddenly nervous. "Look," she began, not looking at Amy. "I need to tell you something before anyone else."

Amy frowned as she looked at Stephanie who was purposely avoiding looking at her. "Okay."

Stephanie sighed and turned to Amy, concern showing in her eyes. "Matt's back." Stephanie watched as Amy shifted in her seat but her face was expressionless. "I didn't know until last night and I wanted to tell you before you saw him wondering in the hall or something."

"I appreciate it Steph, really."

"Okay."

Amy stared straight ahead staring off into space when she suddenly asked, "Did your dad hire him back?"

Stephanie turned to her and shook her head. "No. Matt asked to come back."

"Oh."

"My dad wanted him on Smackdown but he insisted to come back to Raw," Stephanie told her.

Amy turned towards Stephanie. "I'm not ready to face him. Not yet."

Stephanie nodded. "I'll talk to him, okay?"

Amy offered a small smile. "Thanks."

"Amy!" Stephanie and Amy turned at Trish's voice as she left the ring and walked over to them. "I am done!"

Amy stood up and put up her hands. Stephanie wasn't sure if it was to protect herself or an attempt to calm Trish. "Okay, okay. I'll finish the tryouts."

Trish nodded and attempted to calm herself down as Amy entered the ring. Stephanie handed Trish some water, which Trish quickly took, watching Amy. As Trish drank the water, she noticed Stephanie had not taken her eyes off her. "What?" Trish asked self consciously.

"You owe me fifty bucks."

"What?"

Stephanie smiled. "You lost the bet."

Trish rolled her eyes and sat down next to her. "This is torture, Steph. What have Amy and I done to you that you have to put us through this?"

"Um, excuse me, but you two volunteered," Stephanie reminded her.

Trish shook her head in disgust. "I can't believe this is the talent your father wants," she said pointing at the women.

"I could," Stephanie scoffed.

Trish turned back to Stephanie. "Who do you think your father is going to bring back?"

Stephanie shrugged and crossed off another name. "Honestly, I have no idea. He hasn't even told my mother, and they share everything together."

Trish thought for a moment. "Hmmm…that's gonna bother me all night now."

"What is?"

Stephanie and Trish turned around to see Paul standing there, looking at both of them intently. "How long you been standing there?" Trish asked him.

Paul shrugged. "Not long."

He leaned down and kissed Stephanie. "How was lunch with the guys?" she asked.

"Good. So, are these the tryouts?" he asked.

"Yep," Trish answered.

"Found anyone yet?"

"Nope," Stephanie said throwing her clipboard down and taking off her glasses. "This is exhausting."

"Hey, Paul, do you know who your father-in-law is bringing back?" Trish asked.

Paul shook his head. "No…but me and the boys got a pool going."

"Really, for who?"

"Terry, Dwayne, Hot Rod, Irvine…"

Trish held up a hand. "Wait. Irvine? As in, Jericho?"

Paul nodded. "Yeah."

"I thought he was doing the rock star thing?" Stephanie asked.

Paul shrugged. "I wouldn't know."

"He is," Trish said. "The last time I spoke to him he said he wasn't thinking about coming back."

"Well, you know how convincing my father can be," Stephanie told them.

"True."

Stephanie glanced at her watch and stood up. "Alright, we should pack this up because the guys should be here any minute."

"Alright."

"Oh and Trish," Stephanie said. "Don't forget that money you owe me."

"You're not going to let that go, are you?"

Stephanie smiled. "Nope."

Trish rolled her eyes and grabbed her bag. "As if you don't have enough," she muttered.

She giggled as Paul wrapped his arms around her waist. "Cash or check only!" Stephanie called out as Trish walked away.

"Okay, so how about a tag match against DX tonight?" Shane asked as he, Randy and Adam walked into his office.

"Again?" Randy whined. "I don't know man. We've been doing that for weeks and every week we get our asses kicked."

"Dude, why can't we do something this week that can show the fans that were serious?" Adam asked.

"You guys are the tag team champions," Shane pointed out. "How much more serious can you get?"

"Serious like Rated RKO kicking DX's ass," Adam said. "I'm tired of Randy getting his ass kicked too."

"Yeah," Randy agreed. Shane smiled in amusement as Randy did a double take and turned around to Adam. "Hey!"

Adam laughed and patted Randy on the back. "You're right though, bro."

Shane nodded. "Alright, then for the main event tonight it will be you two and DX and will make it a no hold barred tornado tag match."

Randy and Adam smiled. "Now that's what we're talking about."

Both men turned around as J.R. walked in the office. "You wanted to see me, Shane?"

"Yeah," Shane motioned for him to come in as the other two left. Shane picked up the script from his desk and handed it to J.R. "Here's the script for tonight."

"Alright."

"The main event will be DX versus Rated RKO in a tornado no holds barred match."

J.R. frowned. "Uh, did you run that by Stephanie?"

Shane shook his head. "I'm the GM too."

"I know that, but Stephanie made the main event for Cena and Umaga," J.R. told him. "Their rivalry is starting to heat up."

"Yeah, I don't care, I want my event as the main event, got it?"

J.R. nodded. "Sure thing boss."

Shane nodded and watched as J.R. left the room. He ran his hand through his hair and sighed. Shane had no idea that Stephanie had already booked a main event for tonight. First thing first, he needed to find her before someone else did or he was going to hear it from his little sister.