The scene opens to a door swinging open violently and Sara Calaway emerging from it, holding her head and squinting as she walked. We zoom out a bit to reveal that Sara is coming out of Vickie Guerrero’s locker room in which we had saw her speak with her on Meltdown. We zoom out a bit to see The Undertaker standing there waiting for her, leaning against the other side of the hallway.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: I got her in a handicap match next week against Kelly Kelly and Mickie James. But I’ve still got a bad taste in my mouth about this. I don’t want two other divas to do my work, I want my hands on Dawn, she needs to fuckin’ realize that she can’t go around doing whatever the hell she wants.

Taker was silent as Sara went off on her tangent.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: And I have a fuckin’ RIGHT to be angry about this, she’s done it time and time again, she can never face me head on because she learned what happened then. She learned that if she faces me one on one, she can’t take me. She learned that she loses when she fights fair and square. Hell the only way she CAN win is to blind side me and I’m sick of it! SICK, SICK, SICK!

Sara turns around and slams her fist against the wall, nearly breaking down.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: Sara…this is what she wants.

He took her by the arms and turned her around to face him.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: She wants you riled up, she wants you mad, she wants you angry and wants you to nearly break down like this! You have to keep in control of this situation.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: And how do you advise I do that?

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: Well it’s just like we did earlier in the night. You made a statement to that Kelly Kelly girl.

Sara was silent and listed as he continued, letting go of his harsh hold and slinking his arm across her shoulders.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: You’re going to have to talk to these two, they haven’t seen what Dawn has done and I’m not sure if they’re going to do their homework. You have to mentor them, they’re novices.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: I will…and..I actually see something in Kelly.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: You mean there’s something in her head?

Sara rolled her eyes as they proceeded down the hallway.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: I see….determination….almost….I can’t be sure yet thought. She hasn’t lost yet, she doesn’t know what it’s like to give it your all and fail. She hasn’t been brutally attacked yet. I’m not sure if she’ll be willing to stick around after that.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: Dawn did push her around in the locker room.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Oh one little push, has she been hospitalized, run over by a car, has her family been threatened?

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: It’s brutal.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: But we love every second of this brutality, we love putting our necks on the lines…for the enjoyment of those people, and for one little thing.

Sara brings up her title belt closer to her face and looks at it, smiling to see her reflection in it.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: It’s a surreal feeling to have it again yanno?

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: Last time you had that belt you were just getting your feet off the ground.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: I was just like Kelly.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: What? No Sara, I trained you, you had experience, you’re far from Kelly.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: But I needed to work my way up, I needed to prove I was more than just The Undertaker’s wife…and I did prove it.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: Why are you relating yourself to Kelly?

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Because I want to help her more than just this week when she goes against Dawn.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: This business was not made for friendships, this is everyone for themselves.

Taker held open the locker room door for her and Sara proceeded inside.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: I know, but it’s not too bad to have allies on your side when I keep getting blindsided week in and week out by Dawn. She’s going to end up seriously hurting me….

With that Sara flicked on the light switch to see Santino and Tracy intimately kissing on the couch and slowly getting further along; considering Tracy’s blouse and jeans were on the floor and Santino’s shirt was unbuttoned.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: WHATTT! WHOA!?

Sara put her hand to shield herself and fell backwards, Taker catching her off guard. Both looked on, eyes wide and bulging as Tracy and Santino quickly scrambled to put their clothes back on.

Santino Marella[Unlikely Italian Ally]: Sara, Sara, this is not what you’re thinking!

He quickly tried to stand up, but his jeans fell down from his belt being undone and he fell to the floor along with them. Tracy pulled on her shirt, pulled up her jeans and ran to the bathroom in near tears.

Santino Marella[Unlikely Italian Ally]: Because…if it seemed like I was just about to sleep with your best friend….because that’s….actually yes that’s exactly what it was.

Sara could feel the increased breathing of her husband pick up a beat, on the back of her neck. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly because she too was about to attack Santino.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: SANTINO! WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM LATELY?!

Santino Marella[Unlikely Italian Ally]: Whatever are you saying?

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Santino, you’ve just been outrageous lately, really causing problems ever since I won my belt.

Santino Marella[Unlikely Italian Ally]: I know I was a misbehaving at the Hooters, but that’s because I had a bit too much to drink, and then at The July of the Fourth…I was just trying to stand up for myself…and we all ended up having a good fun time anyway…

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Santino…you were just about to sleep with my best friend…IN MY LOCKER ROOM!

Santino Marella[Unlikely Italian Ally]: Was I supposed to wait till later?

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Do you not see the problem with this?

Tracy [The Bestie]: Sara…Sara stop!

Tracy was standing at the doorway of the bathroom, eyes blood red from crying. Her voice was shaky as she spoke.

Tracy [The Bestie]: Please come here.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: Sara…leave me alone with him and I’ll kill him.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: I’m taking the risk.

Sara turned around and kissed her husband’s cheek before quickly walking into the bathroom and closing the door. Tracy closed the toilet and sat on it.

Tracy [The Bestie]: Santino didn’t do anything wrong.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Trace he was all over you…he…..

Sara was silent for a moment and ran a hand through her hair.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Me and Mark were just joking about it…but…you actually…LIKE…Santino? You do?

Tracy [The Bestie]: Yes…I do…I really do…and it’s embarrassing.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: No…Trace…I just wasn’t expecting…that in my…dressing room. I-…look…

Tracy looked up to meet Sara’s gaze.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: I want you to be happy…and if Santino frickin’ Marella, makes YOU happy…that’s what’s going to happen.

Tracy got up and embraced her best friend.

Tracy [The Bestie]: Love comes in strange forms huh?

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Damn straight.

They exit the bathroom to see Santino and Taker facing each other on opposite couches. Taker looks as if he’s restraining himself terribly and Santino looks scared to death.

Santino stands up and walks to Tracy who hugs him in greeting as if they hadn’t seen each other in weeks. Sara rubs her eyes and Taker gets up, with a questionable look on his face.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: I guess we’re ready to get going?

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: Damn right.

Sara picked up her belongings and Taker gently pushed her forward out of the room, ahead of Santino and Tracy.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]:What the hell is going on around here?

Sara[The Center of This Story]: My best friend and partial manager are dating.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: So if I hurt him…or killed him…this would now be a bad thing.

Sara[The Center of This Story]: Yup.

The Undertaker[A Badass American]: Damn.

Sara smiled up at him and the scene fades as Taker closes his eyes, groans and the camera fades as they continue down the hall to the parking lot to leave the arena.

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