Chapter 2

Trish couldn't have been happier with the turn-out of her meeting with Vince. Though, she would have preferred to work only one brand, she can't really complain. It will mean more traveling, but it's a welcomed distraction. Regardless, there really isn't enough competition that can keep up with Trish on one show. This way, she can have the best of the competitors. She starts on RAW after Survivor Series and the storyline is that she's back and she wants her belt. Of course, the fans will be so excited that she's back, it would be extremely hard to come back as a heel, so she's set to be a face. It didn't matter how she came back, she just hoped she could hold her own in the ring. But after looking at the competition, it shouldn't be too hard. The only thing these girls have on her is age. The divas have turned into more of a modeling cat fight than actual female wrestlers. Hopefully by getting in the ring with these women, they can actually learn a few things.

"Hey honey, it's me. I was hoping to catch you before you went to the site, but I must've missed you. Anyway, call me back when you get this. Vince negotiated a year contract with me. I'll tell you all about it when we talk later. Love you." Trish ended the call and spun around to notice a long missed friend.

"Well, my eyes must be deceiving me….cause there is NO WAY Trish Stratus is standing in front of me! Brunette and all!"

Trish giggled and ran right into the open arms. "Dwayne! It's so good to see you! How have you been? God, it's been years!"

He lifted her into a hug, "Yes, it has been years…way too long! I see you're finally representing your Greek heritage and ditching the blonde! And congratulations on getting married…I'm still upset I couldn't make the wedding. It looked like a great time! So how many years you working on now?"

He put her down and she nodded, "Well, a little over 5 years, but who's counting? Want to go catch up somewhere?"

He grabbed her by the hand and led her towards the empty arena, "I thought you'd never ask."

"I heard you would be gracing Boston with your presence. So I'm not going to lie, I was very hopeful that I would run into you. So can you catch me up in an hour or less?" Trish asked, opening a bottle of water and taking a sip.

Dwayne laughed, "I'm not going to lie, you were the last person I expected to see. John didn't mention you were going to be here. I'll have to knock him for that one."

She shook her head, "No, John doesn't know I'm here. No one does really. It was an extremely last minute decision."

Dwayne looked at her inquiringly, "So why so last minute? And why come back? I thought you had this new yoga studio you've been promoting…"

Trish looked down, her eyes were starting to water. Pull it together Trish…you can't break down in tears any time you tell people the reason your back! "Well, Ron and I have been having some problems lately…serious problems. It's like we fight all the time. The only time we get along with each other is when we are at work it seems. So, I just thought back to the years when I was here and realized how perfect we were during those times….anyway, we both agreed that we needed some space. So, I decided to come back here for a year and maybe we can work through everything."

Dwayne nodded, "Well, I'm sorry to hear that Trish. I'm not a marriage counselor by any means, I mean, obviously not…considering me and Dany didn't seem to work out either. But from what you're telling me, do you think the reason why you're fighting so much is because you aren't used to spending so much time with each other? I mean, you made your relationship work based off of seeing each other maybe 5 times a month. And now you're with each other every day for about 16 hours a day."

Trish sat there, taking in everything he said. He had a point. It seems to make sense. They weren't used to spending that much time together. And granted, things were great for the first year or two. But maybe that was simply because it was new. It was new to be able to spend that much time with each other. And now, they were used to each other and almost getting sick of one another. "So can I ask what happened with you and Dany?"

Dwayne smiled, "Once I left the WWE, the movie roles started rolling in. I was jet setting all over the place to film. And granted it was very similar to the life we already knew. And we were good at making it work. However, it was such a job to make it work. It became a monotonous routine…to the point where we felt like robots. And slowly, any passion, any spontaneity, just faded away. We still loved each other, but the big things you crave for in a person were gone. And the physicality of our relationship was left in the past. That was when we realized things weren't working out. I mean, we never fought, but it was like I was raising my children with my best friend…not my lover."

"I wish you were back for good…there are few good ones remaining." Trish sighed, "Maybe this was a mistake. I'm 36 years old, competing with 25 year olds. What the hell am I thinking?"

Dwayne wrapped his arm around Trish's shoulder and pulled her into a one armed hug "This is not a mistake…you are doing what you love. And for the record, you can kick any of the 25 year olds candy asses!"