Disclaimer: I only own Nero Anthony Hardy, Jessica Danvers, Courtney, Misty, and Melinda. WWE is owned by Vince McMahon.

Chapter One:

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"Mom! Mom!" called 11 year old Nero Anthony Hardy, breaking his mom out of her thoughts. He ran into the living room.

"Wha—What?" Jessica asked

"Phone!" Nero handed his mom the phone. She smiled at him and took the phone. He looked so much like his father; Nero had blonde hair and green eyes. He looked nothing like her; all he had of her was his attitude and her bluntness. His creativeness and the fact that he likes doing crazy things and taking risks reminded her of Jeff. She always had a part of him.

"Hello?"

"Ms. Danvers?"

"Yes…may I ask whose calling?"

"This is Vince McMahon with the WWE. Lately I've been watching a lot of Indie tapes looking for new talent. I've seem to have found one of you wrestling Rio Storm."

"Yeah, Rio's very talented." Jessica stated, she'd been doing a few Indie stuff lately.

"Yes, she is. However, I was wondering if you'd like to join the WWE."

Jessica froze. Would she or wouldn't she?

"That's a very nice offer Mr. McMahon believe me. I'm not qualified to travel, though."

"Really, why not?"

"It's none of your business, but I have a son."

"Well it's only March, so how about for now we can talk about a contract, for the summer only. Bring him along. It's just until I can find some new talent. Then and only then will we decide If you want to sign a full term contract."

"Mr. McMahon." I paused. "The road is no place for my son."

"It'll be a good experience, and he get's to see there is more than just New York City."

"How do you know I live in New York City?" I asked. "Forget it." I responded.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"WAIT! Not forget the contract, forget the NYC question. Mr. McMahon, this is a great opportunity for me. I can't believe your offering it to me, but I have a son. I can't leave him, he needs me. I know what it feels like to get left behind by someone you love. It's not a good feeling. "

"It's just for the summer. Bring him with you. You'll get paid what we pay the other divas."

"I don't even watch the WWE anymore Mr. McMahon. Seriously, besides I don't want to be eye candy."

"You won't Ms. Danvers."

"How can I guarantee that?"

"It'll be in your two month contract, starting in June, you won't have to pay for hotel, traveling cost, or food expenses for you or your son. That will be given to you. Trust me," Vince spoke. "This is a family business."

"Family? Hmm, I'm not all about family Mr. McMahon as my mother and father abandoned me when I got pregnant. Family doesn't do that. How do I know you won't lie and betray me? My 'family' if you will, betrayed me in my time of need. Why wouldn't you?"

"Sorry to hear that, Ms. Danvers. I am a very noble man. I can assure you."

"Funny, I don't feel assured." She heard Mr. McMahon sigh.

"Sorry for wasting your time, but if you change your mind let me know." Then he hung up.

She glared at the wall and slammed her phone down. It than rang, she jumped. Taking a deep breath she answered the phone without looking at the caller ID.

"WHAT!"

"Chica, I don't know why your so heated. You need to chill before I make you. I aint done nothin' to you."

Jessica smiled. "Sorry, Melinda." Melinda always got her to smile even when she wanted to kill someone. She was her best friend.

"Guess what!"

"What? You got another boyfriend?" Melinda was good for having boyfriends. She was basically a player.

"Nope, I'm setting you up on a blind date!" Jessica almost dropped the phone, she stood up.

"WHAT? NO!"

"Yes, Chica and ya goin'. Nero is eleven and he needs a father."

"We're happy thank you!"

"Never said you weren't." Melinda replied.

"Then let us be happy."

"You need a man! You need SEX!"

"I've had sex."

"In the last year?"

"…yeah..." Jessica replied, lying.

"Chica, you're such a bad liar." Melinda laughed, "His name is Bryan, he'll pick you up at 7:00 and you're going to a WWE RAW event. It's live so look cute. Also Misty is going to come by and watch Nero."

"You have this all figured out don't cha?" Jessica asked. Her door bell rang. "Wonder who that can be."

"Don't wonder." Melinda replied. "It's just Mist." She said. Jessica rolled her eyes and answered the door, indeed it was Misty.

"Hey, Missy."

"Don't call me that!" Misty smiled, she was Melinda's little cousin, younger by two years making her 26. Misty was the only one of them who actually didn't need a blind date, not that she would go. Her boyfriend wouldn't like that.

She stepped in the house. "I take it Melinda just told you about your date."

"How in the hell did you guess?"

"Psychic."

"Hey!" Melinda called from the end of the receiver. "Don't talk about me like I'm not here!"

"You aren't." Jessica hung up the phone. Misty laughed as her and Jessica embraced.

"Bryan is really cute, if you wanna know."

"I don't because I don't even wanna go."

"Then don't, cancel it."

"I should, do you have his number?"

"No, sorry. Oh, Melinda wanted me to tell you something you might not like." Misty said as she and Jessica began to walk to the kitchen.

"And, that is…?"

"Melinda has a ticket and she's sitting in the seat behind you!"

"WHAT!" Jessica stopped and turned towards Misty. "How did she get a ticket?"

"Melina got all the tickets." Jessica rolled her eyes at Melina's name. Melina was Melinda's half sister and when Jessica got to meet her she had been pregnant and Melina called her a slut.

"FUCK!"

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A/n: Enjoy!