Kerrianne got to the arena early the next day. She was sitting in her dressing room reading a book when there was a knock on the door. She stood up and answered it. It was Vince.

"Yes?" she said moving so he could enter the room.

"I know you are enjoying your time with Kane and Paul Bearer, but," started Vince.

"But what?" asked Kerrianne.

"In the next week or two you will be leaving them to join with the Undertaker," said Vince bracing himself.

"WHAAAAATTT!" shouted Kerrianne. "I'm doing what?"

"Turning on Kane," said Vince. "It is only until Bragging Rights ."

"What if I don't want to?" asked Kerrianne.

"You don't have a choice," said Vince.

"I can walk. I don't have to be here, Vince," said Kerrianne.

"You don't have the heart to leave," said Vince.

"We'll see about that," said Kerrianne.

Kerrianne walked out of the room and down the hall to wardrobe. She picked up her outfit for the night and walked back to her dressing room. She was about to close the door when Glen walked in.

"You okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine," said Kerrianne. "Why?"

"You seem distant. Any other time you would've heard me and not tried to close me in the door," chuckled Glen.

"Sorry," said Kerrianne smiling weakly.

"Okay. That's it. What's wrong?" asked Glen.

"Nothing," said Kerrianne.

"Bullshit. Vince told you, didn't he?" asked Glen.

"Told me what?" asked Kerrianne.

"Don't play dumb with me. You're not good at it," said Glen. "Told you about your turn to the Undertaker."

"Yeah, he told me," said Kerrianne.

"Then what is wrong? You have to get over this thing you've got going on," said Glen.

"I don't have a 'thing' going on. I just don't want to work with him. Had I known about this before I signed the contract I would've never agreed to come back," said Kerrianne.

"That's what Vince was counting on, Kerri. You know that," said Glen. "Suck it up and take it like the Hart I know you are."

Kerrianne smiled at the reference Owen used to use with her. She nodded her head in agreement before Glen left. She picked up her outfit for the night. It was a pair of red shorts and a red and black top. She got changed and walked down the hall to the makeup room.

"Well hello," said Tara the stylist.

"Hey," said Kerrianne sitting down in the chair.

"Same as last time?" she asked.

"Yup," said Kerrianne.

Tara got started on her hair. She was half way through curling it when Michelle walked in. She smiled at Kerrianne and sat down in the other chair. The other stylist walked over and started on Michelle's hair.

Occasionally Michelle would glance over at Kerrianne, but wouldn't say anything. Kerrianne could see her trying to be inconspicuous, and failing miserably.

"If you have something to say to me, say it or stop looking at me," said Kerrianne.

"Sorry," said Michelle. "So, you used to work with Mark?"

"Yeah…back in the late '90s," said Kerrianne. "Why?"

"I just think it is odd that you re coming back to work with him again," said Michelle.

"The jealous wife is not a good role for you," said Kerrianne standing up and walking out.

Michelle sat there awestruck. As soon as her hair was done, she made her way to Mark's dressing room. She knocked on the door, but didn't wait until he let her in. She opened the door to find him lying on the couch. He looked up at her confused.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I want to know everything that happened between you and Kerrianne!" said Michelle.

"Nothing happened between Kerrianne and myself," said Mark.

"Liar!" said Michelle.

"Excuse me?" he said eyeing her.

"She wouldn't have called me a jealous wife if something hadn't happened," said Michelle. "I want to know what happened!"

Mark didn't answer his wife. He got up from the couch and walked out of the room leaving Michelle in there. He walked down the hallways until he found her room. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Kerrianne got up from the couch and walked over to the door. She barely had the door opened when Mark pushed his way through. She stumbled backwards a few steps before she caught herself. She turned to face Mark; he looked livid.

"What did you tell her?" he boomed at her.

Kerrianne flinched slightly, but answered back calmly; "Tell who what?"

"Michelle. You told her the jealous wife isn't a good role for her. What the hell did you say that for?" shouted Mark.

"If you will stop yelling at me I will tell you!" shouted Kerrianne.

With them both shouting at each other, they were starting to draw a crowd of superstars, Michelle included.

"I have the right to yell at you!" shouted Mark.

"Like hell you do!" shouted Kerrianne. "Besides, I didn't mean anything by it. She is jumping to conclusion about shit! I didn't want to work with you! If I had known that I would be, I wouldn't have come back. So go tell that to your wife, and get the hell out of my dressing room!"

Mark stood there almost flabbergasted. She didn't want to work with? How could that be, they were great friends before. Mark shook his head and walked out of the room. Kerrianne grabbed the door and slammed it closed and locked it. She walked back over to the couch and sat back down and tried to calm down.

Mark walked past everyone, including Michelle, and headed towards Vince's office. He bypassed knocking on the door, again, and walked in.

"Yes Mark?" asked Vince looking up at him.

"Kill the storyline," said Mark.

"And why would I do that?" asked Vince.

"She doesn't want to do the storyline anymore," said Mark

"Oh really? And you know this how?" asked Vince.

"Because she shouted it at me in front of half the locker room," said Mark.

Vince looked taken aback by the fact that Mark and Kerrianne had spoken, and he didn't know about it. Let alone she expressed that she didn't want to do the storyline.

"I can't just kill it," said Vince. "Something has to happen to her."

"Fine. I will hurt her tonight," said Mark.

Mark turned and walked out of the room. He walked back to he dressing room and got ready to change for the night. It was up to Vince to tell Glen and Kerri the new direction of the storyline before the start of the show.