“Why might I have wasted time away from the ring for someone so… well… Chase…?”  She stated looking over her shoulder and shaking her head while she watched Chase sitting there on the couch, and getting his fix for the day.. or maybe the hour, she lost track or it really. “Simply put… he needed a helping hand.”

“I knew you would come around!” Chase yelled as he sat up excitedly and quickly lifted himself from the couch enough to drop his pants.

“Wait what?” Kay stated before rolling her eyes. “Jesus, that will never happen Chase!”

“But… you just said…”

“I said you needed a helping hand…”

Chase cut her off quickly. “See! Said it again. Come on! Don’t deny it anymore.”

“Chase, No… I meant to say I am here to steer you straight..”

Once again she was cut off. “I am straight! Here and there with a man doesn’t count!”

“Chase! Damn it! Let me finish!”

“But, we didn’t even get started yet! Damn, you got it for me that bad?”

Aggrevated, Kay shook her head before walking away from him and into another room. Having Chase in her personal space was definatly something she had not yet gotten used to. It was something she could never get used to. Hell, how could anyone get used to the way he was? Grabbing a hoodie off the back of a chair she pulled it over her shoulders before sitting down and going to move the mouse to bring the computer to life. No sooner did her hand touch said mouse she jumped back screaming. “CHASE! GET IN HERE!”

Within seconds the door opened and leaning against the door frame was said man with a smirk on his face. “I knew you would change your mind. So lets get to this. I went and took some Viagra just incase!”

Kaylyn was not in the mood for this. Not dealing with the viagra thing she went on for the reason she called him into the room. “Chase.. were you in my room today?”

“What? No… well… I mean.. I came in too look for a picture, but I couldn’t find one..”

“Chase.. why the hell is there a dead rat sitting on the desk?”

Chase stood there dazed for a second thinking back to why exactly the dead mouse was sitting on Kaylyn’s desk.

Standing there in the pet store Chase was looking at tanks before turning to the man who was speaking. 

“Sorry Sir, we don’t have any mice.”

“Well, what’s that than?” Chase stated pointing at the tank in front of him.

“That would be a rat.”

“Close enough. I will take one of them.”

A smirk was forming on Chase’s face while he was in a daze and he only snapped out of it when Kaylyn shoved him back.

“Damn it Chase. Why the hell is there a dead rat on my desk!?” She stated once more crossing her arms in front of her.

“Well, since I couldn’t find a picture, I went to the IWF website to pull up the shots of you there. I mean, I had to get off somehow, and I was too lazy to pick up the phone and call someone at that point. But, the mouse was not working… so I got a new one.”

“You got a dead rat for the computer? What the…”

“Well, he wasn’t dead at first.. I kept trying to push the buttons, but when his eyes …”

“Chase… just… stop. Okay? Enough. I told you before, my room is off limits.” Kaylyn said before looking back at the desk and shaking her head with a scowl on her face. After a second her eyebrow raised and she turned back to Chase. “Do you want to explain why there is a tampon under that rat?”

“Oh. I couldn’t find a mouse pad, so I used a human one instead!”

Kaylyn shook her head before pushing past him to leave the room. When Chase went to follow she stopped him. “Oh no. You’re going to get in there and clean that up.”

“But.. you said you didn’t want me in your roo…”

“CLEAN IT!”

A while later Kaylyn was in a furniture store looking at a few desks that were around. Obviously she did not plan to keep the one she currently had. “You know… people have been running their mouths since day one of me coming to IWF, and I have to admit, one that has pissed me off the most… is none other then Neville Sheldon. This guy does not know a damn thing about me, yet he runs his mouth thinking he knows it all. Week in and week out when it comes to Neville opening his mouth about me, I can always expect the same thing to come from it. That just goes to show that everyone is wrong about him. Why? Because nerds are smart, and Neville is everything but that.

You see Sheldon, I have had it with all the bullshit you have been saying about me. I want nothing more than you shut you up once and for all. It’s no wonder you have never had a woman in your life. You don’t know how to treat one. I am not asking you for praise, but I damn well deserve some respect. Just because every got damn prostitute you go after turns you down does not make every woman you come across one. The sooner you get it into your head that I am not, and will never be any of the shit that comes out of your mouth.. the better off we will be.

But this match… it’s not even about you Neville. Not you. Not Dynamite, and not Simon. This match is about moving on towards the Invasion Match. Week in and week out I have been thinking about returning to the ring. Have been waiting for the right time, and what better time then now? What better match to have been put into on my return to in ring action? Hell, everyone here knows my record is not great, but that makes not a damn difference to me. The fact of the matter is, not matter how many times I lose, I keep coming back. I don’t stop… and I won’t give up. Before… I had a feeling everyone was looking at me, and wondering how the hell could I lose so much when the one I was with was at the top of the roster? People are probably thinking that now too… How the hell can I be managing Chase? He is at the top, working his way higher… on the roster that is… and here I am.. someone who can’t always cut it in the ring.

From day one I said it.. this is not about wins and losses for me. Its about showing what I can do in the ring. Each time I step into the squared circle I show that I have grown with my in ring ability, and that will not change when I get into the ring this time around either. I don’t have to worry about anyone but myself when it comes to matches now. Chase? He does his thing in the ring without interference. Myself? I don’t need, nor did I everwant any help in any way. When I step into the ring… wether a one on one, or as it is this week.. a three on three match up… Those are the only faces I want to see. No one else had better step into the ring or there will be problems.

I plan to prove to everyone that I don’t need someone by my side in this business to get things done. Brooks was nothing when it came to me being in the ring. Business got in the way in the end, thats all there is too it. Hard feelings? I sure as hell hope not. See though, I can’t worry about the past… or what happened there. Brooks. Black. All of that is behind me. Right now I have the present day to worry about. I have my career to focus on again.

Everyone might be thinking that I have too much going on when it comes to keeping an eye on Chase to worry about what I have to do in the ring, but that is far from the truth. Ya see, PCP and Quang might be my partners this week, but that doesn’t mean a thing. I am not saying they can not get the job done.. but I don’t count on anyone but myself. Dynamite and Simon, I am sure you could try to put your differences aside for a few seconds, long enough to get a win for the team, at the same time I have seen plenty who cost themselves the match because they can’t push anything aside. I guess it all comes down to if you two can be the bigger men and wait until the match is over.

Myself.. I have no problem with those on my team. If they have a problem with me… well, its just that. Its their problem. My focus is making it past this week. My goal… is to make sure Neville does not advance. Sadly, Dynamite, and Simon… that means you two will be held back as well. Neville, you ran your mouth once too many times when it has come to me, and I can not wait to make you eat your words. 

One way or another.. you wont be having any fun after Warzone Neville Sheldon, so you had better make sure John is ready to pamper you back to health.”

Motioning a store worker over, she pointed at the desk she wanted before walking away as he got it ready for her, after handing her a ticket to be scanned at the register. Pulling her phone out she dialed a number before waiting for a response from the other end.

“Please tell me you got that dead thing out of my room.” A raised brow came before Kay bit down on her lower lip. “Chase… I did not tell you to lay in my bed and wait for me. Get that dead thing out, and then get out yourself. Another thing… If I make it to the Invasion Match… you had better not even think of touching me the wrong way!”Before he could respond she closed the phone and shook her head. “Damn it. I might need a new bed as well now…  Is it even worth getting into that match after all?”