A/N: It makes me ecstatic to know that, even though I don't post for a while, there are people who still read what I have so far. I'm coming back to this story, trying to remember where I wanted to go. If I didn't mention this before, I will now: For the purposes of my story, Jeff Hardy is not together with Beth. (I love them as a couple really and their beautiful girl Ruby. I'm usually heartbroken when I find out my favorite actors/entertainers are dating or married. But for some reason, I wasn't for Jeff and Beth.). I hope you enjoy this chapter :)

Disclaimer: I do not own WWE or TNA nor do I own any of the wrestlers or anything else associated with the two companies that are mentioned in this story. I do, however, own my character Emily Audrey Pierson any other characters that I will state are mine throughout the story.

Emily had just finished filming for her first promo in front of the live audience. It went smoothly and she tried hard not to smile when she could hear some of the fans' scream loudly as it went on the jumbotron or TitanTron as WWE liked to put it. She felt her heart beating fast, filled with the adrenaline that she missed so dearly. She leaned against a wall, smiling to herself as she waited for either Mark or one of the other Knockouts to change so that she can have someone to talk to before heading back to her apartment. Oh, she thought to herself. Note to self: before leaving, check with Kurt on what to do next. She made a mental note and smiled to herself.

"There she is!" She heard down the hall of backstage. That fun loving Southern accent made it clear who it was. Jeff smiled at her as he approached her.

"How's it going Emily? Or is it Ember now?" He said jokingly. She smiled, standing up straight.

"Careful what you say Jeff. I may just set you on fire," she said. Jeff chuckled, leaning against the wall opposite her, watching her.

"So, how do you like my home, huh? Pretty good, eh?" Emily nodded, smiling brightly.

"It's great," she said with a happy sigh, "Feels nice to remember what it's like to be back in the business."

"It's nice to have you back. TNA is gonna be 10x more badass with you." She laughed.

"Hell yeah it will be." There was a silence between the two. But, thankfully, it wasn't an awkward pause, just a pause to reflect and reminisce. There was a happy feeling in the air, Emily noticed. This was what she missed from her life. The old friends, new friends and new experiences, this was just what she needed.

"So, how has the Charismatic Enigma been doing since WWE?" She asked. Jeff shrugged, smiling brightly. He told her of the things in his life that have happened since leaving the WWE, including the drug problems but also his happiest times, most doing with the TNA. Emily watched as he smiled through the entire telling of the story.

"It's been good, real good, you just need to persevere and-" Suddenly, a head popped out from a corner near them, and a voice followed.

"Hardy, you're up," one of the staff said, gesturing with a cock of his head. Hardy nodded and looked back at Emily.

"Well, its time for my match," he said. Emily nodded.

"But hey, when are you leaving?" He asked.

"Whenever one of the girls or Mark finishes up," she replied. He nodded, reaching into his pocket and taking out his cellphone, and fiddled with the screen. He handed it to her and she looked at it curiously. The screen was set up to input in a new contact, she looked at him, smiling.

"We gotta keep in contact you know?" He explained smiling, "It's not everyday I see a familiar face from back in the day." As she was putting in her phone number into his phone, Gail Kim walked out of the locker room, in her street clothes and carrying a duffel bag. Emily handed back the phone to Jeff, who smiled at her and said he would text her as he rushed off to the stage after being told again by the staff. She turned to Gail, who smiled at Emily with a suspicious gaze on her.

"What?" Emily questioned. Gail shook her head, smiling to herself.

"Don't worry about it, babe," she teased, putting an arm around Emily's shoulder and leading her forward toward the parking lot. As they reached the end of the hallway, Emily stopped in her tracks

"Shit," she cursed, "Sorry Gail," she began to explain, "I wanted to see Kurt really quick, I hope you don't mind." Gail smiled, shrugging it off.

"It's alright," she said, "I'll wait for you in my car. Follow me to the hotel so we can party," she said, with a goofy smile and headed forward toward the lot. Emily giggled and as Gail turned the corner, she tried to remember where Kurt's office was. After a bit of a wandering, she gave in and asked a staff worker nearby. She pointed her in the right direction and finally Emily found the office, knocking on the door. She heard his deep, confident voice on the other side, telling whoever it was on the other side to come in. She opened the door and stepped in. Inside were his Olympic medals behind him in the large shelf filled with some books stacked neatly but for the most part, there were pictures of his friends and his past achievements. It didn't matter that this was just his temporary office, he didn't mind setting it up before recording. He likes it, Emily knew it.

"Hey Kurt," she greeted. Kurt looked up from the paperwork he was receiving.

"Hey Emily, what's up?" He crossed his fingers, resting them on top of his desk. He watched her, his full attention on her, something she loved about her friend.

"I just have one question," she paused and then with an embarrassed chuckle accompanied with a smile, she asked, "What now?" Kurt gave a deep laugh, with white teeth shining against his tan complexion.

"That's a very good question," he said with a warm smile, "Well, it's good that you're here. I just finished looking at your contract," he explained, sliding it across his desk to stepped forward toward his desk, taking the contract in both hands and looked at the first page of the multi-paged contract that she had seen before.

Contract for Employment

She read along the first few lines, which included her personal information and the general guidelines of the company. Most companies, in the general aspect that is, are all the same, Emily noticed. Regular drug tests, and the usual copyright crap that Emily skimmed since she knew like the back of her hand from the WWE. She read the rest of her contract that contained a few places for her signature and initials as well as those of her employer. Standard, she thought. She got to the end of the contract, satisfied with it and looked at Kurt with a warm smile.

"Do you have a pen?" She asked. Kurt grinned ear to ear, picking up one that laid near the edge of his desk and handing it to her.

"You think you're ready to get back into the business again?" He asked. Emily paused, thinking of a response.

"Yeah," she replied, "I do. I didn't realize how much I loved the audience, the adrenaline, and the experience until today. I missed it a lot. I think I'm ready," she said, looking down at the contract with pen in hand. Kurt nodded and then Emily signed where she needed to. After Kurt signed as well, he pulled her into a hug. She returned his hug, enjoying the brotherly warmth. Kurt stepped back, keeping his hands on her arms smiling as he looked at her.

"It's nice to see you back, Em," he said. Emily nodded.

"It's good to finally be back, Kurt," she replied, stepping towards the door, "Now if you'll excuse me, Gail's waiting for me outside so we can go get shit-faced drunk." Kurt let out a loud laugh, sitting back down at his desk chair. Yeah, Emily thought as she headed to her car and see Gail blasting the latest song in her rental car. That's definitely what I need right now. Officially apart of TNA, what she damn right needed were a couple drinks in celebration.

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