The camera shows an unknown face to the EMF, he grins and says.)

Pete Andrews-Mercedes, I'm glad I finally gotten a chance to meet you in person. I must say...I knew you would beautiful before...but in person...wow is the only word that can express it.

Mercedes: Thank you.. *she smiled back* Security didn't give you a hard time did they?

Pete Andrews-Not at all, they did question me. But once they saw the pass, they didn't give me any more troubles.

Mercedes:Great. So hey I've got to go drop off my gear with the tailor on staff and then I'll be ready to get out of here.. You can hang out right here I'll only be a minute..*She reached into her room and grabbed a bag and smiled at him before walking off down the hall..*

Leaning against the wall in the same corridor just a few feet from this stranger was none other than Eric Bischoff.. He eyed the kid up and down..

Pete Andrews-And....what would you be looking at?

Eric Bischoff: Some punk ass kid who doesn't fit in here.

Pete Andrews-Do I sense some jealously? Because god knows I would be....if I was old, pathetic, and lost his wife like you did.

Eric Bischoff: Well in this business you know that going in. So obviously you are willing to share your life with the world, being you are obviously here for a certain someone.

Pete Andrews-Yeah, I have heard....traveling on the road most of the year. Must be why the divorce rates among wrestlers are so high.

Eric Bischoff: Could be, or maybe people change. So its obvious you aren't here to make friends are you?

Pete Andrews-Well, I just happen to not like people burning a whole through me. Then again, if your into looking at dudes, that's your own perference now a days. I think I saw Barbwire Chris trying to get backstage, maybe you can talk to him about joining that famous Smarterchild company...while I'll just be getting some from your former wife. See you around Eric.

(Pete laughs, and walks off the screen before Bischoff even gets to say anything more. Eric just stood there not amused. He could sense there was something about that boy that wasn't good..)

(Suddenly someone walks behind Bischoff, Bischoff turns around due to the sound from their shoes. It's Stephanie McMahon, she is wearing a black sleeveless shirt and semi-tight black pants. She looks on confused at what she just witness.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Hey Eric...What was that all about?

Eric Bischoff: Just some punk ass kid with no respect for anyone.

(Stephanie shakes her head.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Some people just don't seem to have any respect...trust me...I know.

Eric Bischoff: Kids these days.. *he shrugged* Besides that, what are you doing here?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Well, I was suppose to be meeting up with Mer here earlier. But I was catching up with a few people, and I lost track of time. To be honest Eric...I don't want to hit a nerve....but there was this guy that Mer had met recently. It was an online sort of thing, which kind of got me nervous about the whole thing. So Mer said I could meet him before they went out for the first time, to put my mind at ease. But seemly I missed her...

Eric Bischoff: Well that kid that you saw exchanging words with me must have been him, because he was pretty straight forward about getting what I couldn't keep..

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-That's the Pete Andrews that Mer has told me all about? ...Oh geez...

Eric Bischoff: From what I saw he wears more makeup than both you girls put together.. So how much harm could he be.. Besides, its none of my business anymore what or who she does...I'm out of here..I've got to get home. Amy insisted on having a birthday get together for me. So I want to be home when she thinks she needs to set up for it..

(Stephanie has to bite her lip at the mention of Amy, she and her were not good friends. But she still had to feel sorry for her recently. Stephanie thinks of something, and says.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Alright Eric....but...you know. Mer invited me to tag along, but I didn't want to...but I'm thinking...it might be a good idea to do so. You might think he's harmless, but I'm still a little worried, like I said...I was never much of a believer in net relationships to begin with, and that doesn't help my worries.

Eric Bischoff: Do what you want.. Its not my problem to fix.. I'll see you around..*he turned and walked away from her*

(Stephanie shakes her head, she could only image what it was like to be Bischoff. She had been blessed with a relationships that had few if any thorns, so the whole process of going through a divorce was a bit foriegn to her. She didn't blame him for being a little uncaring. It was only because he really cared for Mer, and she clearly broke his heart for a lack of a better term. She stops thinking, and starts to hurry up to her car as we fade away into the next scene. The scene next opens to a local bar. Mercedes can be seen sitting at a table with Pete. Just talking and sharing a laugh. He soon got up and made his way to the bar leaving her at the table. Ordering two drinks. He got two beers and reached into his pocket pulling out a small packet that had a powder substance in it. He secretely poured the contents in one of the beers and headed back to the table and set them down being sure to give her the beer with the substance in it.

Mercedes: Thanks..

Pete: Anything for you Beautiful.

(We zoom away from a far, as those events happen. Stephanie walks into the bar. Stephanie had successfully followed Mercedes, and had finally saw where Mercedes and Pete sit. She tries to get a better look, when she bumps into someone.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Oops..I'm sorr....*she turns around*....oh....it's you...

(The camera points to the person to show that it's none other than Amy Jericho. Amy's wearing black pants and a black, sleeve-less shirt. That has a regular neckline, she rolls her eyes at Stephanie.)

.::Amy Jericho::.-Nice to see you too Stephanie...

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-If Wasabi were here, the sarcasm alarm would have killed his dog by now...

.::Amy Jericho::.-I wouldn't allow that to happen!

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Yeah...well, you have done a great job at stopping at it before...and what's this...a drink...I knew you haven't changed...

(Amy looks sad)

.::Amy Jericho::.-I am.....just sipping one, my life hasn't been very good right now...ok, I'm not like a drunk again.

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Like I'm suppose to believe that...

.::Amy Jericho::.-What's your problem Stephanie?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-The fact that all I hear about is that you have replaced me as the EMF's favorite diva, when you hardly even act or dress like a woman.

.::Amy Jericho::.-So...I'm who I am...I don't see why we should hate each other so much. Yeah I got sick, big deal..

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-If you are the favorite diva in the EMF now, you're suppose to be a role model to young girls...how are they going to follow a "woman" like you.

.::Amy Jericho::.-Look, I just be myself...look I don't want to argue about this. Can we just act like we didn't see each other or change the topic.

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Well...before we do so, I want to know what your doing here...other than the obvious

.::Amy Jericho::.-Like I said, Cena's been making me work like a slave, and I haven't been feeling very good lately. So I thought maybe a drink might help me get my mind off my problems. Before I a party....with that's said...what are you doing here...is Mrs. Perfect, not so perfect either?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Well if you have to know...I'm worried about my friend Mercedes. She's here with a somewhat creepy guy from the net, and I want to make sure that everything goes ok.

.::Amy Jericho::.-SSSUUREEE...that's the reason.

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-If you want to see for yourself, she's sitting right there

(Stephanie and Amy look to the direction of Mer and Pete, they catch Pete as he gets a drink for Mer. He starts looking very shady, as he reaches into his pocket.)

.::Amy Jericho::.-That guy is doing something...and I don't like it.

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Me either...

(Amy and Stephanie watch him as he puts the powder substance into one of the beers and gives it to Mercedes. We go back to Amy and Stephanie who look on with worry.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-That rat bastard, I'm going to kill him.

.::Amy Jericho::.-Or how about we do something?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-I don't need your help.

.::Amy Jericho::.-Yeah, but Stephanie...what if that guy is more dangerous than he looks. You could be in as much danger as Mer might be right now.

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-I can take him!

.::Amy Jericho::.-Right....anyways, I'm thinking instead of that. Maybe we should stall him, and...

(Amy whispers in Stephanie's ear, telling a plan of action.

Amy and Stephanie watch Mer and Pete. Before jumping to any conclusion as Amy is telling Stephanie what they should do. We zoom in, as Pete grins as Mer takes a drink, and says.)

Pete Andrews-So...it was amazing to be backstage of a EMF show. Although, I have been watching the last few weeks, and notice you haven't been on. Are you still training that girl you told me about online?

Mercedes: not so much anymore.. Me Personally I've just been staying on the downlow, just waiting and trying to pick the right time to get back on tv.

Pete Andrews: Oh ok..well, that's cool. As for going back on TV timing is everything. Although, not sure if you got your eyes on the title at all. But from what I seen...the champion hasn't been looking as strong. I know that if you went after her, she would be easy pickings, got any plans for that?

Mercedes: You know, I just don't know if I want the responsibilty of being a champion again. I kind of like doing my own thing, picking and choosing when and where I wrestle. *she touched her face* Is it getting warm in here?

Pete turns away as if to look around for an excuse, and to hide his grin that his plan is slowly coming together. Then thinks of something, and says.)

Pete Andrews-It might be because it's somewhat crowded in here. Would you like to go outside to get some fresh air?

Mercedes: Yeah, I don't know what my problem is, I just feel a little light headed..

Pete Andrews-Alright, let me pay for the drinks and we'll go outside..

(Away from the crowd, it would seem that Stephanie and Amy had split up. Not being girl with an office job, Stephanie didn't carry a cell phone everywhere she went like Amy did. So she had to borrow Amy's phone, she dials Bischoff's number. It rings, Stephanie is begging for him to pick up, finally he does.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Hey Eric!..Thank god you picked up. I'm down at the bar I said I would follow Mer at...and I know you said you want to stay out of it. But Amy and I think Mer's in trouble.

Eric Bischoff: Stephanie, I told you, Its not my place anymore. I'm not going to stand in her way anymore. She'll have to fight her own battles now.

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Eric! I'm telling you, it's nothing like that...Amy and I think he slipped something in her drink. Were concerned enough that we haven't killed each other yet, you have to help here.

Eric Bischoff: Like I said, I'm not getting involved. She doesn't want me around. So the answer is sorry Stephanie, she'll have to take care of it on her own, without me..*he hung up before Stephanie could say anything else*

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-....ERIC?!....ERIC!?...Great...guess I gotta handle this myself. Eeeerrr...maybe I should send Amy...she claims to be more tougher than me.

(Amy hears that and gives Stephanie a dirty look, but before they can get into it. They start to see Pete and Mer on the move.

(Pete is taking his time, allowing the drugs to kick in and finally decides to go at a normal pace. He pays for everything, he turns around and says to Mer.)

Pete Andrews-Alright, we can go...not a moment too soon, you don't look right.

(Amy and Stephanie look on)

Amy and Stephanie-Aw crap...

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Amy...stall him...I'll be outside....god where's Mike when you need him...

.::Amy Jericho::.-But...

(Stephanie walks off before Amy says anything, Amy shakes her head and walks over to Pete and Mercedes who is slowly growing more and more out of it.)

.::Amy Jericho::.-Oh, I'm sorry, I just wanted to know if you had a cigarette I could bum off you. I really need one....I've been under a lot of stress lately!

Pete Andrews: Umm.. sure I guess..*He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a box of Camel cigarettes and flipped the top open and grabbed a single cigarette out of it and handed it to Amy..* There you go, now I've got to get my date outside she isn't feeling too good..*he put his arm around Mercedes to hold her up* Come on girl, fresh air will make you feel better.*he started walking almost pulling Mer along*

(Amy shakes her head at her pathetic attempt at stalling them, and watches Pete take Mer to the outside. Amy walks out just after them, knowing that Stephanie and her might need to stop this. Amy walks out of the bar, and Stephanie is standing there in disbelief.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Well you sure slowed them down.

.::Amy Jericho::.-Hey, I couldn't think of anything....what are they doing now?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Putting Mer in his car...Maybe to go somewhere?

.::Amy Jericho::.-Think he's just going to take her home?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-nope...

.::Amy Jericho::.-Want to find out...?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Yep..

(Amy walks towards the car noticing that Stephanie is right behind her. Amy rolls her eyes at the bravery by Stephanie. Amy decides to hurry up and approaches where Pete is, she says fairly sternly.)

.::Amy Jericho::.-Hey! What do you think your doing?

Pete had got Mercedes to the car. She wasn't unconscious but she wasn't all there. He opened the back passenger side door of Mer's car and set her back and she just laid there.. He looked around and not seeing anyone started for her belt.

(Amy looks at Stephanie, and goes closer)

.::Amy Jericho::.-Hey, I was talking to you!

Pete Andrews: *he looked over his shoulder* What? I'm not giving you anymore cigarettes. I'm trying to get my girl in the car..So leave us alone.

(Amy grins as she takes out the cigarette, holds it up)

.::Amy Jericho::.-But the cigarette you gave me...it's broken

(She breaks it in her hand, as Stephanie smacks her forehead, embarrassed.)

Pete Andrews: Too Bad. Go Away..*he turned his back to her again and started fumbling with Mer's belt again

.::Amy Jericho::.-To tell you the truth, I'm not a smoker. Maybe a drunk in my day, but not anymore. Actually that is our friend, and we saw you put something in her drink, so if you think your going to do anything with her, your crazy.

Pete Andrews: *he stood up straight and turned around looking at Amy* You and what army are going to stop me? Since you are making things difficult I just might*he turned around and Pushed Mer's feet in and slammed the car door and started walking around to the driver's side when someone came out of the shadows and took him to the ground. There was sounds of a scuffle and the occasional sound of someone getting thrown into the side of the vehicle. The smaller figure managed to get up and take off into the darkness as the other figure got to his feet and walked around the car closer to Amy and Stephanie and they realized who he was. His left eye was already starting to turn black, and his lip was bleeding slightly and swelling..He stood there looking at the two ladies..

.::Amy Jericho::.-Just in time, I didn't want to kick his ass myself. I can't risk going back to prison...

Eric Bischoff: Yeah well one of you make sure to get her home.. I'm going home...

Stephanie smiles at Bischoff, then she nods and says.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-I'll do it.

Eric Bischoff: Good..

(He turned and walked away from them. Getting on a motorcycle and riding off..Stephanie is carrying Mer inside her home. Mer is still very much out of it, and fell asleep. Which is the reason that Stephanie had to carry her. So but suddenly it seems like Mer she is coming to as Stephanie is helping her through the home.)

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Man...I think I'm getting out of shape.

Mercedes: *she realized she was being carried and by Stephanie* Stephanie?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Yeah Mer, it's me.

Mercedes: Why are you carrying me?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Mer...you were drugged by that guy you were with, and I can only assume his intensions...

Mercedes: How did you know?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Well....I had followed after seeing him make a few comments that made have a real bad feeling. While I watched from a far, I just so happened to bump into Amy, after we almost killed each other. We just so happened to witness him put the drug in your beer...so...we decided to do something about it. Amy being the hot head was going to kill him, but luckily she didn't have to..

Mercedes: So how did you get him away from me?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Well, to be honest...it wasn't us at all. Before we could, Eric showed up..

Mercedes: Eric? Why?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Well, he didn't stick around. But I can only guess he still cares about you, and didn't want to see anything happen to you.

Mercedes: I don't know what to say.

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Well, I can't answer that...that's only for you to decide. Here I'll leave you here to think, I was invited to go to a party for Eric. If you need me, call Amy's cell phone. For at least this evening, we aren't going to kill each other, alright?

(Stephanie puts her down in a chair, and assured that she'll be ok. Stephanie walks out of the room as we fade away. After the events of the previous evening Eric was in no mood for a birthday party but Amy insisted it would make him feel better. After his fight with the punk kid, Eric's left eye was very black now and slightly swollen but not too bad and his lip was still a little puffy. The party was at his place in Cave Creek. Amy had come over early and set everything up. There were a few people around in the backyard. Amy, Eric, Stephanie and a few other random people.

.::Amy Jericho::.-So Eric, how are you doing?

Eric BIschoff: I look worse than I Feel.. *he looked over at Stephanie* So did you get her home okay lastnight?

Stephanie McMahon-Walker-Yeah, she started to come out of it just as we got there. She'll be just fine, probably just feeling a few after effects right now.

Eric Bischoff: good.. So Amy I suppose thank you for throwing this little get together.Generally I don't like to make a big deal about my birthdays now that I"m getting well..Older.

.::Amy Jericho::.-*Amy smiles at what Eric said* Your welcome, and don't worry, I kind of know how you feel.

Eric Bischoff: You are all just kids.

.::Amy Jericho::.-Yeah I know, I don't know. I guess I felt that ever since I got married, when I realized that my primetime to have children was slowly running out. Thanks to John Cena...he kind of took away anymore time that Jericho and I could have had the chance to have more. I guess that's why I feel that way.

Eric Bischoff: You've got plenty of Time Amy. *he heard the doorbell ring and started to get up..*

.::Amy Jericho::.-I'll get it Eric, it's ok.

Eric Bischoff: No, I'll get it..You sit..*he got up and walked in the backdoor and headed through the house to the front door. He opened the door and was surprised at who he seen..*

Mercedes: Eric... I'm sorry for everything..I've been stupid..I love you..

She didn't give him a chance to speak she just reached up and touched his face then put her other hand on his chest and pushed him back against the door and kissed him..He put his arms around her and turned her around so she was against the door..

Suddenly Amy starts walking towards the door, after being concerned after Eric not coming back.)

.::Amy Jericho::.-Eric...is everything ok...WHOA!

Eric turned looking over his shoulder and Mercedes stood there and smiled at Amy waving cutely..

Mercedes: hey Amy..

(Amy stands there still not knowing what to say still, but she smiles.)

.::Amy Jericho::.-Maybe I should leave you two alone?

Mercedes: No no..Its Eric's birthday, you set this get together up, so lets go out back..Thats if he wants me here..

Eric Bischoff: ofcourse I do..*he put his arm around Mercedes and as he walked past Amy put a hand on her shoulder and kissed her on the cheek just out of appreciation, then put his arm around her too heading back outside..*

(we fade away with that)