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I sighed as I continued to work on paperwork. I was tired and still had lingering effects from the car wreck, even a month after it had happened. I rubbed my temples and heard a sharp knock on the door.

"Come in." I said and a stage hand opened the door. I looked up and they looked frantic. I was going to kill whoever was at the center what ever had just gone wrong.

"You are needed at gorilla." they said and I nodded. I walked to gorilla and realized something must really be wrong... you could feel it in the air. I walked up and my producer grabbed me.

"I have no idea what happened... she just went off script." he said and I looked up to see Nikki out in the ring with everyone begging her to stop beating the shit out of Becky. Charlotte was outside the ring being tended to by medics, Brie was cowered from her own sister... I knew that letting them on this show would end in disaster.

"I am going to deal with this." I said and they all looked at me with confusion. I was in jeans, a tank top, a blazer, and sneakers. I pulled my hair up as I walked to the ramp. I passed various superstars and John was out near the ring begging Nikki to stop hurting Becky. I grabbed Stephen and handed my blazer to a stagehand.

"Run out there to distract everyone." I said and he looked at me strange, but slowly a knowing smile flashed across his face.

"Just don't get hurt." he said and I nodded. He took off running and I took a second to stretch. I saw everyone going to help John and Stephen, so I ran out there. The crowd was just as loud and electric as I remembered. I slid into the ring behind Nikki, and she didn't know what was going on. I had her in a submission hold before she realized what was going on. I wanted nothing more than to break her little arm in the arm bar, but her crying for help was well worth it. I smirked when I realized that no one was coming to help her and the refs didn't dare stop me. I finally let go and she tried to crawl away, but I had her by her hair. I motioned for a mic and someone gave it to me.

"Now, I let you two idiots come on my show for one night and you screw everything up. I don't know what my family lets happen on Raw, but this isn't Raw... you will not do this on my show. You will not act like assholes, you will not beat up my talent, and you will not walk away unharmed after doing so." I said and the crowd cheered. I realized that a lot of the superstars had come out of the locker room and was now at the top of the ramp.

"You are stripped of your title, you are never allowed back on Smackdown, you are suspended for a month de to an unprovoked attacked, and if you are lucky I won't break your arm the next time I see you." I said and everyone was cheering.

"Now, get out off of my show." I said and picked her up. I pushed her over the ropes and she fell to the floor with a thud. I saw the belt in the ring. I picked up and held it up, everyone cheered... this felt kind of good. I understood why Trish and Amy liked being champions.

"Oh, and one more thing." I said as I picked up the mic. They all looked at me, and I smirked.

"Anyone helps her also gets suspended... that includes you, Cena." I said as I saw John reaching for her. He looked up at me in surprise.

"You can't!" he said and I smiled.

"I can do whatever the fuck I want." I said and was insanely glad I didn't have the mic close enough for that to be picked up. I watched with satisfaction when Nikki walked up the ramp, slowly, and pathetic. She was looking for help, but everyone parted when she came near. She turned and looked at me with a scowel on her face.

"Get out!" I shouted and she turned to run back down the ramp. I slid out and held me arms out. She came running and I knew I had to make a statement. I ran and speared her halfway up the ramp. I knew that I needed to thank Paul for making me do certain things when training or I wouldn't have been able to do that. I heard the shocked gasps and murmurs from everyone in the arena. I stood up, grabbed the belt I had discarded, and looked at John. I smirked and started up the ring when a hand stopped me. I realized that none of this had been scripted so who knew what was going to happen. I turned to see John looking at me. He took my arm and raised it high. I heard the cheers of everyone and I looked around. The entire crowd was into this... I had at least made Smackdown exciting for one night.

John offered me his arm and I took it. We walked up the ramp and everyone was cheering. The superstars actually looked like they had moral. I walked backstage and everyone was cheering for me. I was happy, but I felt like shit from that spear. I smiled at everyone as John pulled me into a hug. I saw Stephen come to the back and quickly hugged him.

"I need to go to medical." I said after a few more people thanked or congratulated me on what had just happened.

"WHAT THE HELL?" A voice said and I stopped. I knew who it was without looking. I had forgot that he was going to be coming tonight. I had managed to loose control and regain it within the first hour of the show. I was going to hear about this.

"Don't, Dad, I had to do something; she wasn't going to destroy my show." I said and he was irate with me.

"Your show? I started this damn show..." he was saying and by now everyone was looking at us. I knew that it was rare when the McMahon family fought, but it was happening now.

"And ran it into the fucking ground. You brought me back, made me face my past, and now I am fixing this shit only for you to have a problem with it?" I asked him and had pointed at John when I mentioned my past.

"I am done!" I said and walked away before Dad could say anything. I was done with everything. I walked back to medical. I wanted to check on Becky and Charlotte.

John POV

I was surprised to see Vince and Jane blow up at each other. I knew they tried to keep most of their problems out of the limelight. I had only seen one fight when we dated. I was proud of what Jane had done tonight with Nikki. She had every right to do that because it was her show. I turned to leave, but Vince held up his hand to stop me.

"I want to blame this on you from years ago, but I can't. I also know that right now you may be the only person who will get to her. Go talk to her." he said and I nodded. I knew that if I ever wanted to disagree with Vince this wouldn't be the time.

"Oh, and John..." he said and I turned to look at him.

"I haven't forgiven you for hurting my child, but getting rid of that whore might help." he said and I smirked. I knew what he meant and I had grown tired of Nikki causing problems. I quickly ran off towards the trainers to find where Jane could have gone. I also wanted to make sure that she was alright.

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