A/N: Btw in this Lita hasn't left.

Chapter 4

The three girls walked back up the ramp, after Nicole and Bailey had shot at Candice, the other girls hadn't dared to question their ability to keep them safe. Vince and the other divas had long since left them to prepare for the show.

"It's been awhile." Nikki smiled.

"Yeah well, if your crazy ass hadn't gone on that mission in Europe without us, it wouldn't have been." Nikki stuck out her tongue at Bailey's comment. Aubrey had gone into a distant state, she stared straight ahead.

"Bree?" Nikki waved her hand in front of Aubrey's face. "Helllloooo, Planet Nikki calling Plant Skank? Can you hear us?"

"Uh guys." Bree stuttered out, she pointed off down the corridor. Stood there were five men, ready to go out to the ring to practise. Bree just stood watching one of them. Bailey and Nikki managed to finally move Bree. Just not in a way Bree thought she'd be moving. Bailey hooked her arms under Bree's while Nikki grabbed her legs.

"Right then, let's go." Bailey laughed as she passed the men, each one of them turning to watch the girls walk by, Bree kicked and screamed while tears of laughter ran down her face. A mess of red hair popped out of a door up ahead, it ushered the three girls in. Nikki followed forcing Bailey and Bree to be dragged in after her. The girls stood in a locker room, big enough for ten women. Nikki and Bailey stood looking around at every face there. Bree saw the view tilted on the side.

"Can I be put down now, please?" Bree asked, looking up at Bailey.

"Yeah sure." Nikki dropped her legs while Bailey dropped her arms, causing Bree to fall in a heap on the floor.

"Thank you." She mumbled, rubbing her head.

"Hi, I'm Amy." The red head that had beckoned them into the room stuck out her hand. Nikki smiled.

"We don't do handshakes." Nikki looked Amy's hand as if it were going to give her some sort of nasty disease.

"Oh, well…" Amy started visibly baffled.

"What Nikki means is that, we aren't here to be treated like outcasts or anything higher or lower than yourselves, we need you to trust us like friends first." Bailey explained. "So, here goes." Bailey cleared her throat, "I'm Bailey Giancana, I'm eighteen years old, and you may think that because I'm younger than you, that you can push me around, but believe me that will be your biggest mistake. I am the only granddaughter of Salvatore Giancana, so naturally it is in my blood in me in this sort of business. I was trained to be a wrestler by Dory Funk after he saw me in a bar fight, in which I caused a girl to get 27 stitches." Bailey bowed, making the girls in the room feel more comfortable; they all let out a sigh of relief as Bailey dropped herself down onto the sofa.

"Fine then, I'm Aubrey Martin. Like Bailey, I'm eighteen. I'm trained in martial arts and can break your arm more times in a minute than you could attempt to in an hour. I've been working with hand guns since I was ten years old; I grew up on a ranch in Texas, hence the accent that will kick in if you get me really mad. Plus I love cookies, so feel free to show me where the cafeteria is." Aubrey sat down next to Bailey, leaving Nikki standing on her own. All eyes fixed on the dark haired punk in the middle of the room.

"Well punks I don't particularly care what you think about me. I don't care what you say, but," Nikki paused taking a deep breath. "I'm eighteen, I skateboard, and I first met Bailey in a tattoo parlour in New York and Bree later that night. I don't have any family left, so to me these girls are my family. You hurt them and I'll snap your neck like a toothpick."


Bree sat on a stack of crates outside the Diva's locker room while they all got dressed for the show ahead of them. Apparently there was to be some sort of diva battle royal later on in the night, with every diva from each brand making an appearance.

"Wooooo!" Nikki yelled in excitement as her and Bailey skated past each other on the skateboards Nikki had in her car. They disappeared around the opposite ends of the hallway, moments later reappearing. They carried on up and down the hallway until Bailey didn't return.

"Bailz?" Nikki skated around the corner to find Bailey flat on her face. She groaned a bit before getting herself up to her feet. Across from Bailey another body groaned and attempted to heave itself to its feet. Nikki stood back to watch the two stand up and face each other.

"Don't you not look where you're going!?" Bailey burst out, yelled in his face.

"I… I… You were the one not looking!" He yelled back after getting over the shock of such a strong voice coming from such a small girl. "Anyway who the hell let you in here?" He continued. "Did you pay off some security guard?"

"Hell no! I am the fucking security guard!" Bailey yelled getting back on her board and skating back to Bree. She slumped down on the floor; suddenly she had no urge to skate. Nikki skated round after her seconds later and sat next to Bailey to hear her whisper, "Stupid jackass. Who does he think he is?" to herself.

Bree leaned into Nikki. "What was that all about?"

"I dunno, but I think Bailey just met her match." Nikki grinned like a Cheshire cat.

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