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Summary:Through a crazy turn of events Amy Dumas (Lita) is going to return to the WWE. The first chapter contains only hints of wrestling but we'll get to the whole "wrestling scene" soon.
Italics are thoughts now.
Notes:
Trish Status is still in the WWE
I'm ignoring the split between ECW, Smackdown, and Raw just because it's easier for me to write this
I'm treating Adam Copeland and Vickie Gurerro as an on and off screen relationship
Because this my first story any criticism is welcomed even if it is mean!
A week later...
"Will you guys just tell me where we are going?" Amy said feeling a little bit uncomfortable walking through the crowded streets of New York City pushing past the three piece suits. Shane and Troy each had an arm linked in her and Jay was tagging behind poking her in the back every time she tried to stop and beg for information. She sighed dramatically hoping tonight would end the weird behavior the boys had been displaying for the past week. You couldn't have wiped the smiles off all three of their faces. Shane slid Amy's cell phone, which he had been holding captive ever since that night Matt had called her, back into her hand. She leaned up and gave him a soft kiss before they rounded the corner.
"That's where we're going" Troy told her pointing to an over packed night club that had a line stretching around the opposite corner and seemed to never end.
"So the big surprise is that we're going to a bar that will take us all night to get into?" Amy asked quizzically. Shane just nodded at her and continued to tug her toward the door. They reached the bouncer and she thought they were not nearly famous enough to get into clubs just because they walked up, but when he spotted Amy the bouncer lifted the rope and the boys pulled her into the bar. Instantly a rush of air conditioning hit her barely covered body and she shivered. Troy let go upon seeing the same girl from the hotel lobby sitting at the bar and rushed over to her. Amy rolled her eyes immediately and Jay and Shane continued to push her toward the back of the club. What seemed like hundreds of hot, sweating, dancing bodies flowed around her to the high powered techno beat, and Amy couldn't help but move with a hip that pushed against her every few seconds. The trio slid their way through the crowd without being noticed by a single music crowded brain and were dumped out in front of another bouncer with a closed door at his back. The huge black man stared down at them through his dark tinted sunglasses and straightened his black "macho" suit before pointing to the sign that stood next to him.
"What now genius? The sign says VIPs only!" she said into Shane's ear getting as close as possible so she could be heard over the loud music.
"Show him your driver's license", Shane commanded so she decided to give it a shot and pulled her license out of her cleavage. She handed it over to the bouncer and he just laughed. For a moment she thought he was going to kick them out but instead he handed back her id and opened the door moving to the side. Amy, Jay and Shane slid into the lavish room only to be awed instantly by their surroundings. It was like the door had opened up into a whole other world where everything was draped in silver. Every surface gleamed and sparkled and there were diamonds lodged into the walls everywhere to add a little bit more sparkle. Suddenly a rather large body pulled Amy into a crushing hug. She screamed in shock and the person immediately let go thinking that he had hurt her.
"MATT HARDY!" she screamed once she got a look at the Carolina boy's face. They both laughed and she jumped back into his arms hugging her friend, who she hadn't seen in months, very tightly. As soon as she let go of Matt she made a beeline to the couch and pounced on Jeff who had previously been talking to yet another familiar face.
"Ooooof!" was all Jeff could say as he wrapped his arms around Amy. After a solid minute of bone-crushing hugging Amy turned to the blonde Canadian who had previously been talking to Jeff.
"Trish, I can't believe it's really you!" Amy said as tears of joy began to well up in her eyes. These were the people she used to spend every day with, but since leaving the company she had only been able to see them three times in the past two years!
"Amy, is that you?", came yet another familiar voice from somewhere down a short hallway.
"No way!" she squealed as she ran down the hall and into the waiting Glen "Kane" Jacob's arms. His tough attitude disappeared as he held his fiery red headed friend in his arms and spun her around. She went around the room hugging everyone including Stacy Keibler, Mark "Taker" Calaway (and his wife Sara), Victoria Varon, Paul "Triple HHH" Levesque, Stephanie McMahon, Shawn Micheals, Torrie Wilson, Carlos "Carlito" Colón, Jr., Mickie James, Melina Perez, Christy Hemmy, Randy Orton, Maria Kanellis, Ken Kennedy, and Ashley Massaro. Even the newer wrestlers she hadn't wrested against Amy knew from her visit last year to Wrestlemania, and the newer ones even showed respect to the former Diva. The events that ended Lita's wrestling career had not been forgotten by anyone, but looking back everyone in the room knew the creative team had taken it too far. They had turned a woman's champion into a heel and into a whore hated by even her fans. As she looked around at the faces of her past all the bad memories came rushing back to her. Suddenly she recognized an absence from the room and turned to Kane with a quizzical look on her face.
"Where's Adam?"
"Uh well we're not allowed to call him that anymore", Glen said as he rubbed the back of his neck with one of his massive hands.
"Ok then where is Edge?"
Torrie giggled and made a ' wahpoosh ' sound and everyone in the room started laughing...well everyone but Amy. Ever since she had retired from the WWE watching it had not been one of her favorite past times. She was so afraid if she watched the feeling of loss would only get stronger, and going back was not an option. After much trying she finally had convinced herself that if she went back she would have no fans and it would be worthless. The confused look on her face while everyone muttered about Edge lead to Glen pulling her down the hallway into an empty room that branched off from the VIP area.
"Amy, I take it you haven't been watching lately"
"No not really, Kane. I saw enough of people getting the shit kicked out of them while I was in the company."
"Well since you left that jerk he started smooching up to Vickie Gurerro."
"Why would he do that?"
"Wow you are really out of the loop! Vickie is the new general manager of Smackdown, and now she is favoring Edge in the worst way. Every match Edge is in has more bias than Vince McMahon and Eric Biscoff ever gave out combined!"
"Oh my god!"
"Yeah they created another alliance called La Familia. Edge, Vickie, the Edgeheads, and Chavo are capitalizing all of Smackdown! It all makes me so angry!"
Kane's famous anger flared up and his face began to turn red. Amy backed away from him slowly knowing all too well how dangerous it was to be around Kane while he was angry. It took him a few minutes, but eventually he calmed down once more. He swept her into another hug squeezing her gently.
"We need you back, Ames. Maybe you can save us from this mess"
She slid out of his grip and stormed out of the room slamming the door as hard as she could. It infuriated her that not only did he want her back in the company but she wanted it for herself. After the entire trauma they had put her through something in her heart wanted to return to it. How could you even think like that, Amy! They killed your reputation! You DON'T want to get back into that! She kept telling herself. Not even knowing where she was going and forgetting all her friends she ran for the back door of the club. Amy wasn't even looking where she was going and ran smack into a solid body. He caught her just as she was about to fall, but as soon as he noticed who it was he dropped her on the cement in shock.
