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'Are you ready?' The blue haired younger Hardy Brother asked me as we stood outside Mr. McMahon's office. I nodded in response as he knocked on the door. We stood there staring at each other for a moment, staring into a face that I feel like I know more than anyone else's. Look, I know you think I'm a total slut. I don't mean to do the things I do with Jeff, but being around him and with him is like a drug addiction – I just want more and more and can't keep myself away, although I know it's bad for me. I've never been more obsessed with something or someone since my stuffed Barney the Purple Dinosaur Doll I had when I was five. It's plain addiction. Let's just hope I don't drop Jeff in the toilet as I did to my Barney Doll.

I know weird comparison, right? But it's not like I could actually leave Adam for Jeff even if I wanted to. Jeff told me himself he doesn't believe in love or marriage. You were there, you heard him. Or, you read it. Depends how you view the situation here. It would just be a long, colourful, lust-filled road leading to heartbreak, and could even result in Hunter possibly ending his life.

But lastly, you all know how the company feels about back stage drama, and what would happen if I broke it off with Adam. Do I need to say more?

I guess I'm also scared of losing the Adam that was once my friend, and potentially losing Jay too, who was almost like a brother to me.

'There's no answer.' Jeff spoke as he stared at an A4 timetable sticky taped to the wall next to he door. 'His timetable says he should be here. What's this schedule? Cat Angel & Team Extreme: nine thirty pm.' I shrugged curiously as I knocked even louder, just to see if the man inside the room were going deaf. Gently, I turned the handle and peeked into the room.

'No one is here.' I turned to Jeff who handed back a look of disappointment. 'Maybe we can come back later?'

'Hey did you not get the message?' I heard Trish's voice yell out to us. She was on the other end of the corridor, walking towards us. 'Emergency staff meeting before we go to air. Right now. It sounds like something big.'

I turned to Jeff and gave him an apologetic look. 'I know you were excited but we can talk to him later.'

'It's in the main conference room. I'm on my way there now if you want to follow me.' She spun as she walked in the same direction she came, blabbing on about something. Jeff and I followed behind her. She wore shiny, rubber black pants that were tight around her ass and thighs. I turned to Jeff who I caught staring right at her ass. I don't blame him. I was looking too.

We arrived at the room and walked in. There were seats all lined up facing a small stage area, with a podium in the middle. Not a stage area that you would have a concert or play on, more for conferences. Steve, Dwayne and Hunter had taken seats right in the middle with their clan. Lisa was in her Right to Censor outfit, and had her Woman's Championship gold over her shoulder. Of course she did, she couldn't be without it. She was seated with Joan at the front of the room, who I could hear was having a bitch about the lack of female talent on the roster.

'Maybe we'll actually get a chance to wrestle with proper female wrestlers. I mean, Amy is great, but Trish and Cat are just pathetic.'

'Those two should just stick to being a Valet.' Lisa agreed. My blood boiled in anger. Ever since Hunter left Joan she had been nothing but bitter toward me. It's not like I was the one who cheated on her, and this made me angry as we were quite close, and I thought so much of her ring work, and was a big fan of Chyna, the 9th Wonder of the World. This must be the universe's way of punishing me of my sins. Jeff grabbed my hand to get my attention as he heard what she was saying. I turned to him and he shook his head and rolled his eyes, telling me silently not to worry.

'Valet's are ridiculous. Have you ever seen a man Valet a woman?' Joan said even louder, realizing I was now in the room. 'No, so why should women Valet men? They are just a bunch of talentless, pathetic, whiny whores.' Trish gasped at what she's just heard.

That's it, no more.

'And how many main event matches have you been a part of Joan?' I asked candidly from behind her. My hands were on my hips and an eyebrow raised. I was not impressed.

'Well when the WWF decide to give women a chance…' she started.

'They do give us a chance, you just have to be smart about it.' I stated bluntly. She looked at me with an expression of pure disbelief, like she couldn't believe what I had just said. She knew what I was talking about, the fact that she was a Valet for Eddie Guirrerro but fucked that up with all her complaining. He's almost a main event wrestler and she could have gone many places but clearly she wasn't impressed. 'Women don't receive as much popularity, money or ratings as men. So to be in the biggest parts of the show, being a valet is a great option. It's what got Amy and I in the match at last year's WrestleMania that had the highest ratings this company has seen in a long time.' My comments seemed to anger her.

'Valet is not regarded as main event wrestling.' She spat out at me.

'No, but it's about being a part of the supposed climax of the show.' I explained. 'It's about being a part of the planning process, of the way it's set up, performed and presented.' I sounded like Jeff. 'It gets you places. Look at Amy.'

As if planned, Amy walked into the room, followed by Matt, Jay and Adam who gave me a small smile. We aren't happy, are we?

Joan let out a small laugh of amusement. 'We didn't need to work that hard to get to the Women's Championship division.'

'No, you didn't.' I admitted. 'There isn't really a Women's division. You dominate the whole female roster with your steroid rich body. We look ridiculous in the ring against you! And this one here was only given a long term championship reign because she joined the most ridiculous faction the company has ever seen.'

'I'll drink to that last part.' Lisa admitted, and then looked away shamefully as Joan scolded her. Joan looked at me like she was about to kill me. I probably shouldn't have said anything about steroids, that was just a rumour.

The room started to fill as I took a seat at the back of the room in-between Adam and Jay. Of course they wanted to sit in the back, just like the cool kids in high school.

It turns out the meeting was about the whole WCW/WWF situation. Vince confirmed rumours and told us that the roster will be growing – dramatically. Jeff caught my attention; he was seated in the row in front of us a few seats over, giving me a concerned expression. I smiled at him to calm him, stopping when I noticed a frown grow on Adam's face who was staring directly at me.

'What?' I whispered, but I knew what.

'Are there any questions?' The owner of the company asked from the podium. 'And please, raise your hand and I'll point you out. Let's be mature about this... Fozzy?'

'You talk about storylines, can you elaborate?' Chris asked.

'I can, but to save time we have organized a schedule that has been posted on the wall next to the door of my office. Creative and I will go through your storylines with you tonight. Yes, Dwayne?'

'So will our current storylines now be voided?' He asked. 'Fans seem to love the Austin vs Rock rivalry.' Suddenly, Adam who was sitting quietly next to me stood up.

'And affiliations: Factions, Valets and what not?' He added, uncharacteristically stressed and serious. He was raising his hand. 'Will they just be disbanded?'

'Thanks Adam for your input but one at a time.' Vince reminded. 'Now, with storylines, it depends if we can rekindle them smoothly. Factions shouldn't be too affected like the storylines, but most will be expanded.' Adam seemed relieved. I on the other hand felt a little bit annoyed. I had been with Edge and Christian for a year now, and although I love working with them, I feel like it's time to spread my wings. 'Next, thanks Jeff.'

'Are our job's safe?' He asked the question everyone was thinking. 'If our roster is expanding so much, are we safe if we aren't as popular as them?'

'Jeff, I feel in your case, you have nothing to worry about.' Vince said, raising both his hands in defence. 'You are very popular with the crowd.'

'No, I mean.' He looked up to the roof in stress. I had to resist the urge to go and comfort him. I knew how he was feeling, super popular and never given a proper chance. He told me all the time how he felt. 'Let's say, Rob Vam Dam jumps over to us, who knows what stunts I'm going to have to pull off to beat his aestheticism?'

'In order to ensure the popularity of original and current WWF performers, we will have WWF superstars as babyface and WCW stars and heel. They are invading us. The storylines will lead to a Pay Per View event called Invasion. There is more work to be done surrounding this theory, so please just hold off worrying about this. Trust that we have your backs.' This actually brought a wave on relief on Jeff's face, but I could tell he was still slightly worried. 'Amy?'

'If we get more girls, will this expand our women's division?' She asked enthusiastically, seated in front of me.

Before Vince could reply, Joan stood up in the front row. 'There is nothing wrong with the woman's division.'

Trish now stood up. 'It's all gimmicky!' she yelled, jumping up and down. 'There are no wrestlers and I'm sick of being in mud fights and silly segments. I want real matches and real storylines!'

'Keep her jumping.' I heard Shannon say quietly from the row in front of her, staring directly at her breasts. Pervert.

'There will be an expansion to the woman's division.' Vince answered. 'That is certain.'

No one else seemed to have any more questions so we were all dismissed. I headed back to the locker room I shared with the boys.

'I think we need to talk.' I told Adam quietly, although I knew Jay could hear me.

'Yeah Cat - I'm not going to be reachable for a while. I'm going away with mum for a few weeks to rest my neck. We'll be quite rural so I'll have no signal.' He said this like he would tell me we were out of coffee.

'Rest your neck?' I asked urgently, confused.

'Yeah, it's being a pain.'

'For how long has it been in pain?'

'Only a month or so.'

'Why didn't you tell me?'

He shrugged. 'They're writing me out after No Mercy for two weeks.' And with that, he left the room. Love you too, baby.

It was at this moment I realized I have never used the love word with him. It also occurred to me, that in a few months at WrestleMania, I will have been with Adam for a year. I wanted to say those words to him, especially before our one year, but do I feel it?

There's only one person I think of when I think of Love, and unfortunately, that person will never feel that for me.

Who was I kidding anyway? I wasn't in love with Jeff Hardy! That was complete and utter lust… right?

'What is going on with you?' Jay asked me as he sat reading the newspaper, snapping me out of my trail of thought.

'Nothing, you?' I asked casually.

'No, Cat.' He shook his head, not tearing his eyes from the newspaper. 'You and Adam used to be inseparable and I used to be the goofy third wheel. I miss those times.'

'Nothing has changed. You're still my goofy third wheel.' I laughingly defended in complete denial as I bent over the couch behind him to give him a hug. I honestly believed that until I let my mind wonder. He suddenly broke out of my affectionate hold, standing up and facing me. He had his hair down with a yellow bandana tied over it. His giant, goofy sunglasses were on top of his head.

'Are you serious? You and Adam barely speak anymore. Do you even love him?' He asked. I stared at him speechless at the accusations, quite shocked that he was even asking me this in the first place. But then it got worse. 'Are you sleeping with Jeff?'

'No.' I lied, holding back the tears. He couldn't see me cry at his accusations, he would know right away I was lying. Lucky I was a master at the talent of hiding how I feel. If he was Jeff however, I would have broken down by now.

'Are you?'

'No!' I felt like the whole relationship with Adam was kind of forced on me anyway. He just told the media at the WrestleMania after party that we were together. I had no choice. I just went with the flow.

'He's pretty convinced you are.' He spat as my phone beeped. 'Who is that?'

'It's Jeff.' I said truthfully, knowing how bad it looked.

'Of fucking course it is!' He cried. 'You two used to hate each other, now you spend every waking moment together. Don't you think it's inappropriate?'

'You're exaggerating.' I shrugged him off. 'He's actually reminding me to be at Vince's office in five minutes. He's all business. Always work related.'

'Sure he is.' Jay softened his tone. 'Later.'

'You probably noticed that I did not involve Adam and Jay just of yet.' Mr. McMahon started as we all sat down getting comfortable in his office. I sat on a single black leather couch as Jeff rested his back on my knees. Matt and Amy sat on the love seat. Vince Russos sat on a chair opposite Jeff and I, while Mr. McMahon was sitting on his desk. 'This is because of the Video that went viral on the internet.'

'Hold on, we are supposed to be talkin' storylines here.' Jeff frowned, crossing his arms. Like I said, all business.

'Well, the reason I bring this up is because it's our inspiration for your next storyline.' He explained. 'It's fucking genius.'

I was confused. 'How? Wasn't it posted by someone maliciously?' I asked.

'No..' Mr McMahon said awkwardly. 'That was uhm. Uruhm... whrm... crewative...' Was all I heard from him as he pretended to cough.

'What?' I asked sharply with ignorance.

'It was posted by us,' Mr. Russos announced. 'By Creative.'

'Why?' We all asked in unison. What on earth would they post it for?

'Because, quite frankly, we need Jeff and Cat back together on screen.' Mr Russos said confidently. 'You and Adam aren't as popular as the reactions you and Jeff were getting a year ago.'

'No shit, I'm heel.' I commented matter-of-factly.

'Well this needs to change. We need you baby face for the Invasion. Which brings us to your storylines.' Mr. McMahon explained, not as confident as the director of creative.

'It's going to be more... romantic.' Mr. Russos added.

'More cat fight-like!' Mr. McMahon yelled enthusiastically. I shot a look at Amy who looked unimpressed.

'I'm confused.' She declared. I nodded in agreement. Jeff and Matt had big grins on their faces. Boys will be boys, I guess. 'Start from the top.'

The director of creative sighed as he looked at Mr. McMahon. 'May I take the honour?' Mr. McMahon just nodded in blessing.

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