They say everything happens for a reason, right? There is a reason that you are put in certain situations where your judgment is tested. You are faced with choices that can effect your entire exsistence. Not just yours, but everyones around you. This happens to at least one person, every day. I realized this just recently, sitting at home writing in my journal. I was watching XWF, a federation I once belonged to myself. Thinking back to what I was like back then makes me smirk. I look back at the image I had tried to maintain. I dyed my hair blonde and wore skimpy clothes. I exploited myself to maintain an image that was necessary to make it in the wrestling business. No, that is incorrect, allow me to rephrase that. I maintained an image that was necessary for a woman, like myself, to make it in the wrestling world. It has been almost a year since I stepped foot in a wrestling ring. No one knows the reason I decided to leave so abruptly. I honestly couldn't tell you myself why I decided it was time for me to leave. I have asked myself so many different questions, perhaps to try and help myself figure this out. Did I feel obligated to play a more dominate role in my sister and nieces lives? Maybe I felt like wrestling was taking over my entire being, and I was neglecting those that I loved most for it. Whatever the reason it, I left without so much as a trace. And not once in 8 months did I ever think of coming back. I was happy in my normal life. I wasn't being recognized on the street, no more people hating me or loving me because of who I was. I was just Heather Halliwell, the country girl with simple taste and an open heart.

But thats about to change. Despite not being in the business, I still followed it loyally. I still have many friends that are getting bigger and better every day. I have lost many friends to the business, more so than I have gained. Why it worked that way, I don't know. Could I have done something to save them? Probably. But anyone who steps foot in that squared circle can tell you that once you are on top, it doesn't matter what it takes. You will fight to the death to stay there. There in lies the problem. Too many people that I have cared about have literally fought to the death. And so many have been on the brink, barely able to save themselves. All because of the glory and the validation that they are the best there is. And thats why it's time for me to step back into the light. Someone that I care about very much, despite our sordid history, is letting his demons consume him. I see him striving to be the best, but he has made a few mistakes along the way. So far,it has gotten him beaten down, defeated, left bruised, bloodies, scarred, almost lifeless. I can not allow that to happen. I won't allow it to happen. So ready or not, I am back. It's time for me to lead Sean back on the right track to the glory and success thats shining so brightly ahead of him. And its time for me to make the impact I never got a chance to make.

--Heather stood next to the dressing room, looking at dresses as she did so. She could hear her friend, Heather Bentley, affectionately known to all he knew her as Heff, struggling with the complicated strings to the shirt she was trying on. Loud obscenities were coming from the tiny square room. Heather smirked and continued to look at the ugly manufactured shirts that hung on the fancy hangers on the racks. She was growing bored, quickly. She turned towards the dressing room when she heard the door open. Heff stepped out, wearing an ice blue colored shirt, that was tied clumsily. Heather bit down on her lip to keep from laughing. Heff let out a frustrated sigh and turned glowing hazel eyes at her best friend.--

Heff Bentley
A little help, please?

Heather Halliwell
Why would I want to do that? You do realize it's extremely entertaining to watch you struggle, right?

Heff Bentley
The sooner you help me with this, the sooner we can do whatever it is you dragged me here to do.

Heather Halliwell
Well, if that's the case...

--Heather walked over to her friend and tied the strings the right way. Once on her correctly, Heff did the shirt justice. Approval lit up in Heather's turquoise eyes. She tugged on one of her midnight colored locks and nodded.--

Heather Halliwell
I love it, that will look great with that black skirt you just bought.

Heff Bentley
Thats what I love to hear!

--Heff skipped back into the dressing room. Heather sat down in one of the big, loungy chairs. The sales woman stared intently at her while she sat. Heather nodded and ignored it at first. But as the womans stare continued to burn into her skull, Heather grew increasingly annoyed. Finally, she got up and walked over to the petit woman.--

Heather Halliwell
Can I help you with something? I couldn't help but notice you have quite the staring issue.

Saleswoman
I'm sorry miss. But I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you are. I was just thinking that you would look perfect in this black dress that was just shipped here. The only one we have, for now, in fact. We've been looking for the perfect girl to model it. If you do that for us, we pay you, and you get to keep the dress and shoes that go with it.

Heather Halliwell
Is that right? Funny you should mention it, I happened to come here today looking for a dress to wear on a da... a get-together with an old friend I'm going on tonight.

--Heff walked out of the dressing room at that moment. She saw Heather talking to the sales woman, and places her shirt on the counter. As she pays, the three of them continue to talk.--

Saleswoman
So would you consider doing that for us real quick? Our photographer is here, actually. He is doing the quick shots for the spring models. He could do your shots really quick, no more than a half hour, and you could be on your way.

Heff Bentley
Heather... Is there something you aren't telling me?

Heather Halliwell
No. Apparently, I have the right look for this dress they have coming into stock soon. I was asked to model for it.

Heff Bentley
Figures you would get so lucky. What do you get if you model this dress?

Saleswoman
We give her $500 in cash, and she gets to keep the dress, and the boots that go with it.

Heff Bentley
That's a hell of a deal. Are you gonna do it?

Heather Halliwell
I don't see why not. It saves me money on buying a dress for tonight... and I make a few extra dollars.

Saleswoman
Excellent! Let me tell Raoul, and he'll whisk you right away to make-up.

Heff Bentley
Dress for tonight? I didn't know you were getting a dress, whats going on tonight?

Heather Halliwell
Well, when I call him, I'm going to dinner with Sean.

Heff Bentley
Sean? As in, Sean Graves? As in, man with so many personalities, he could be Mr. Smooth one second, Devil Incarnate the second? No... NO! I forbid it!

Heather Halliwell
Heff, we've been through this...

Heff Bentley
No, you told me that you were going to go see an "old friend". You failed to mention that it was Sean Graves. That man has done nothing but cause you heartbreak and misery.

Heather Halliwell
Actually, the only person who did that was Destiny. He broke my heart to keep her happy, which I can understand. I forgive him for it. And Destiny, may she rest in peace.

Heff Bentley
You are too soft for your own good.

Saleswoman
Am I interrupting?... If so, I apologize, but Raoul is ready to do her make-up.

--Heff and Heather exchange a hard look before following the saleswoman to where a make-up counter is set up. She introduces Heather and Raoul. Raoul is a middle-aged man with big baby blue eyes and a sweet smile. He observes Heather's face for a moment then nods.--

Raoul
You were right, Susannah. She's got the perfect porcelin doll face. And that body! She'll fill out our little number perfectly.

Susannah
Never doubt a pro, Raoul. Lets turn this girl into a model, shall we?

--Raoul takes Heather by the hand and leads her to one of the chairs. As he begins to work on her face, a young girl comes up and begins primping her hair. Heather, used to the attention, talks and laughs as she's getting pampered. She soon realizes that Heff isn't around and as she gets up from getting made-up, she begins looking for her friend.--

Heather Halliwell
Have any of you seen the girl that was with me? She seems to have disappeared...

Raoul
She's off getting made-up herself. She has the perfect legs for the spring line capris, so we're going to take a few sample shots of her today while we are shooting you. Shouldn't take any longer than yours. Now, take a look at yourself in the mirror and tell me what you think.

Heather Halliwell
Sorry, but I can't Raoul. I never look in the mirror before I'm completely in model form. So before I can look, I need to put the dress on. Even then, I probably won't peak. I trust my looks.

Raoul
You've modeled before?

Heather Halliwell
I'm a wrestler. The girls usually do swim suit, lingerie, and studio photo shoots.

Raoul
That explains the ease and natural grace. I should have figured, a face as beautiful as yours, it would be a shame to see it go to waste.

Heather Halliwell
Aw, thank you. Now, if you'll exuse me, I'll be going to try on that dress now. Give me ten minutes.

--Heather walks towards the dressing rooms. Once she enters, she hears Heffs voice floating cheerfully from the one next to her. Heff appears to be singing. She bites down on her lip to keep from laughing when she hears what her friend is singing.--

Heff Bentley
My bologna has a first name, its name is OCSAR. My bologna has a second name, its name is MEYER. I love to eat it everyday and if you ask me why I'll saaaaay... 'Cause Oscar Meyer has a way with B. O. L. O. G. N. A!

Heather Halliwell
Heff... Explain to me how we became friends again?

Heff Bentley
Because our enigmatic, eccentric behavior was so similar, yet so different to one another, the stars saw it fit for us to meet and become best friends.

Heather Halliwell
Okay... Just checking. Are you going to be done soon? I want us to show off for each other before we show off for the cameras. Just to make sure neither one looks retarded.

Heff Bentley
Why not? We are da Wetards.... yaaaay, wetards, yaaay!

Heather Halliwell
I worry about you, I really do.

--Heather goes over the wardrobe lady. The woman looks at her, smiles, and hands her a black dress and black boots that cut off just below the knee. Heather doesn't pay it any attention as she smiles at the woman. She steps into her dressing room, closes the door and begins to undress. Down to her bra and panties, she turns towards the dress. Her breath catches in her throat. Its a simple black dress, but very tasteful. She wiggles into it, and turns back to her reflection. It comes just above her knees, sleeveless, with a low dip that reveals just enough in a very classy way. She slips on the boots, and looks at herself. Her feathery Southern accent gets thicker as she whispers to herself.--

Heather Halliwell
Wow... This is perfect.

Heff Bentley
If it's so perfect, then come on out. I'm dying to see this dress that they said would look good on you.

--Heather steps out of her dressing room. Heff is standing in front of the tall mirrors, observing herself. Heff looks gorgeous in black and pink capris and a matcing top. Heather steps up behind her and looks at herself from every direction. Heff's eyes bulge out of her head in admiration for her friend.--

Heff Bentley
Wow, they weren't lying. You DO make that dress work. You look absolutely beautiful.

Heather Halliwell
Thank you. So do you, that outfit is perfect for you.

Heff Bentley
Ah, well, what can I say? I know how to make clothes work. But you! My god... Wait, are you planning to wear that tonight... To see Sean?

Heather Halliwell
It's perfect. He'll never know what hit him.

Heff Bentley
Yeah he will. I just hope he doesn't wear tight pants, or it'll show.

Heather Halliwell
HEFF!

Heff Bentley
You know you love me. Come on, the faster we get this done, the faster you can call Sean.

--The girls walk out, arm in arm, to where the photo shoot is set up. There are three different backgrounds. Raoul scans both girls before a smile comes to his face.--

Raoul
The both of you look absolutely perfect! Heather, if you'll come with me, we'll start with you right away. You'll be posing in various spots that we have set up. Heff, you will stay here with Marianne and take the test shots.

--Heather and Heff part ways. Heather follows Raoul to a comfy lounging set up. She sees a big, plush chair and bounces on it right away. Raoul is putting a roll of film into his camera. He looks up and notices Heather lying comfortably on the chair. His eyes light up in excitement.--

Raoul
That is absolutely perfect! Hold that pose, don't move. You do have a natural ability. I can tell that this won't be very hard at all.

--Heather smirks and the photo shoot begins. She poses in as many ways as she can, considering she is wearing a dress. They are still taking pictures when Heff comes up to join them. It's not too much longer that Raoul finally goes through all his rolls and Heather is free to get changed. Her and Heff make their way back to the dressing room.--

Heff Bentley
That was FUN! Now I see why you always had so much fun doing the beach shoots. I would love to make a career out of that.

Heather Halliwell
I could see you doing that. You've got great legs to be posing for shorts, skirts, and dresses. And you have a beautiful face. Go for it.

Heff Bentley
Nah. I wouldn't want to steal your spotlight.

Heather Halliwell
Don't flatter yourself. I will always rise above you, babe.

Heff Bentley
And there's that ego I love so much. Get changed, Tatas, we've got more shopping to do.

--Heather rolled her eyes at Heff. The nickname Tatas had been given to her in high school by their friend Josh. Heff obviously knew it would rub a nerve. Heather slides out of the dress and puts on her blue jeans and tank top. Throwing her Green Day hoodie on over it, she carefully puts the dress and shoes in the bag they came in and walks out. Heff is waiting for her already, tapping her foot. Before Heather can say a word, Raoul pokes his head in.--

Raoul
Ladies, the shots of you both are ready. If you'd like to see them, you may. Heather, I need you anyway. I want you to pick out which ones you want to use in the magazine.

Heff Bentley
I can't wait to see these. Heather must have looked like an Italian goddess.

Raoul
Your friend was very easy to work with. She has natural skills for the camera. She was born to be in front of it.

Heff Bentley
It's all those photo shoots she had to do for her wrestling. They warmed her up for it.

Heather Halliwell
You can stop discussing me like I'm not right here.

Heff Bentley
So sorry.

--Raoul leads them to where the photos of Heather are set up. Heff starts grinning and looks them over, slowly, one at a time. Heather looks impressed so far, but her and Heff notice the same picture at the same time. She is sitting on the chair, her legs crossed.--

Heff Bentley
Heather! That one would be perfect for your wrestling 8x10 autograph pictures. May we have that one, Raoul?

Raoul
Of course you can. Which one would you like to use for the magazine, however?

--Heff and Heather go over the pictures again. Once they have finally chosen one, Raoul pays them both and thanks them for their time. He leaves them both his number and promises to call if he ever needs them for another job. Heather and Heff walk out of the store. Heather checks her watch and cringes.--

Heather Halliwell
Shit! It's already 6:30... I wanted to meet Sean at 8. I better get back to the hotel and call. You coming with?

Heff Bentley
Nah, I think I'm gonna catch a movie. You have fun, wear that dress, knock his socks off and be home at a reasonable hour. I want a full report of the night when you get back to the hotel, got it?

Heather Halliwell
Okay, Mom. I'll see you then.

--The girls do their secret handshake, and Heather walks out. She hails a taxi down, and once inside, she checks her phone. No missed calls. Sighing, she picks up the phone, and dials Seans hotel room number. He answers almost immediatly, but its followed by him pressing buttons on the other side of the phone. She scrunches up her face in confusion.--

Heather Halliwell
Sean?

Sean Graves
Heather? I was just about to call you.

Heather Halliwell
Looks like we had the same thing in mind then. What are you up to?

Sean Graves
Not much right now. Blake is in New York, so I'm trying to keep myself company for a little while.

Heather Halliwell
Well I was calling because I was hungry and I thought you might be too, so I was wondering if you wanted to go out and grab a bite together.

Sean Graves
Yeah! I mean-- Sure, we can do that. I'm up for dinner tonight.

Heather Halliwell
Great. Well let me tell you where we'll be eating...

--Heather told him where the place was and what time to meet. Smiling to herself, she flips her phone shut and sits back in her seat. The cabbie reaches her hotel and she asks him if he can wait an hour. The grouchy driver tells her no. She gives him a sweet smile, pays him his fee with no tip, and struts inside the hotel. The lobby men smile at her as she passes, but she ignores dreamily and heads up to her room. Checking the time, she sees that she has little less than an hour to get a shower and change. She rushes to do everything right before slipping on her new dress and boots. She looks at herself in the mirror. Smiling, she knows that Sean won't have the ability to look at anyone but her. She reaches for her room key and slips on her floor length, red leather coat that her mother made for her. She hails another taxi, and tells them the address to the restuarant. Once there, she tells the host who she is, and he leads her to the table. No sooner does she sit down to wait for Sean, does her phone ring. She checks the ID and sees that it is her sister, Holly.--

Heather Halliwell
Hey sis. Look, right now is sort of a bad time...

Holly Halliwell
Because you are waiting for Sean, I know, I know. Heff called and told me. Are you absolutely out of your damn mind?

Heather Halliwell
Trust me for once, little sister. I know what I'm doing.

Holly Halliwell
No, I honestly don't think you do. This is Sean we're talking about here. He's is easily the most complicated out of any of the guys you've ever been with.

Heather Halliwell
Holly, not now. I promise you, I know what I'm doing.

Holly Halliwell
Just because you still have feelings for him doesn't mean you have to act on them. Don't use him for an excuse to get back into wrestling. Just do what you want.

Heather Halliwell
I'm not using him to get back into wrestling. If I was, I wouldn't bother having this match I have coming up on Assault.

Holly Halliwell
Speaking of, good luck with that. I hope you've been training hard and getting rid of that ring rust.

Heather Halliwell
Of course. Jayda Starr is just a warm-up for me. I've got plans to rock the XWF like no one else. It's only a matter of time.

Holly Halliwell
That's good and well, but back to what I called about. Why are you doing this to yourself? You know as soon as you get close to Sean again, something is gonna come in and fuck it all up for you.

Heather Halliwell
No, I won't let that happen this time. There is no other woman in his life. Destiny isn't alive to come in and come between us... The Black Order can't touch me. And if they try, I'm ready.

Holly Halliwell
Oh, I get it now. You're going back to help him fight a battle he can't handle alone. How very noble and heroic of you, Heather, but seriously. Come home. Tegan misses you.

--Heather's heart caught in her throat at the mention of her year old niece. She loved Tegan to bits and pieces. But Heather stood her ground, knowing what she had to do.--

Heather Halliwell
And I miss Tegan very much. Tell her everyday that Aunt Heather loves her and give her a big hug for me.

Holly Halliwell
Heather, I'm worried about you. Tegan needs you here, you're like her other mother. She's been miserable since you left. Just let Sean fight his own battle. As long as this Black Order has Sean on their list, you won't be far behind by sticking your nose in it.

Heather Halliwell
The Black Order isn't the battle I'm trying to help Sean fight. It's his personal demons... I know he can fight them, but he needs guidence. I can help him, Holly, I know it.

Holly Halliwell
Well, I can see there is no changing your mind about this. Just be careful, okay? Everytime you get involved in someone's personal affairs, you always seem to get yourself into trouble.

Heather Halliwell
I promise I'll be okay. Him and me... We won't be romantically involved this time. It's strictly friendship, it'll be better for us that way. I love you. Tell Tegan I love her and give her a hundred hugs and kisses for me.

Holly Halliwell
I love you too, Heather. I'll call you again soon, okay?

Heather Halliwell
Okay. Love ya sis, see you soon.

--As soon as she had hung up with her sister, she spotted Sean walking towards her. She felt her breath catch in her throat. He looked so different than the last time she had seen him, though she knew why. He was still the most handsome man she'd ever known. She felt herself get up slowly, and they smiled at each other. They embraced, long and tight. Wrapped up in his arms, for the first time in 2 years, she felt safe, right, like she was back where she belonged. As they pulled apart and stared into each others eyes, she was all too aware of the old feelings she had for him rushing back like a dam that had been broken.--