Melissa 

I am at the Performance Center, getting checked on by Tara. "Do you feel any pain in your neck?" Tara asked. "No," I said. 

"Okay. You are cleared to get back in the ring," Tara said. 

"Thank you," I said. 

"Just sign here and I will give this to Hunter," Tara said. 

I signed the document to let me compete again. "Thank you. Now you can go back to training," Tara said. 

I nodded, getting up and leaving the medical area. I see Bobby and Kyle standing there. "Well?" Bobby asked. 

"I got cleared, so I can get back in the ring again," I said. 

"Thank gosh," Kyle said. "That's awesome. You want to train with us?" Bobby asked. 

I nodded. "Sure," I said. 

Kyle 

We went over the train with Melissa. She's doing kicks and all but she was doing wrong. "Miles, stop, you don't want to hurt yourself again," I said. 

"I'm cleared," Miley said, continuing. 

I stalled her and I adjusted her hands and arms. She looked at me. "Now," I said. 

Melissa started doing it right. She continues to do it right. "Okay, lets teach her strikes and submissions," Bobby said. 

I nodded, Miley did as well. We lead her to the ring, we got in. "Alright, Miles, you are gonna pretend Kyle is Shayna and you are gonna learn how to defend yourself and counter her every move," Bobby said. 

She nodded. "Okay," she said. I put her in the submission move that Shayna does. "Now, put your hand under his arm to prevent the hold being locked. You are gonna try to encounter once he takes you down," Bobby said.

She put her hands under my arm and I pull her down, she kicks up and rolls through and puts me in the armbar. "There you go. Just keep practicing and you'll get it," Bobby said. Melissa nodded, she got up, holding her hand out. 

I sit up and grab her hand, she helps me. I stare at her and she moved away. 

NXT Taping

We are at taping in Atlanta, GA. Melissa was preparing for her return. She taped her hands and fingers up and fixing her attire. We stared at her new look. "Looking bad ass for your return?" Bobby asked. 

"Yeah. I'm bring the real Miley Erickson to Miley Masen. Shanya has no idea who's she's messing with," Miley said, putting her sunglasses on. She follows producers on where she'll be hiding. 

Miley 

I sneaked over into the crowd, hiding behind the barricade. I peaked through and Shaya was attacking Ember's arm and I shook my head. I stood up, taking my sunglasses off. I grabbed a kendo stick under the ring and I sneaked up behind Shayna and hit her with it. 

(Mauro: Ohh Miley Masen's back!) 
(Percy: Miley's back!) 
(Nigel: Where did she come from?!)

The bell rings but I continued to hit Shayna with it. She got back in the ring. I got in too, picking up the kendo stick. She attempted a clothesline but I did a ninja roll and hit Shayna with a kendo stick again, repeatedly. 

Shayna rolled out of the ring and walked away. I huffed at her. I turned around to check on Ember. I turn my eye to the side as Shayna got in. I turned around and did a superkick to Shayna. 

Shayna leaves the ring, I held the kendo stick and climbed the turn buckle. "I'm back, bitch!" I said. 

(Mauro: Miley Masen has not forgotten what Shayna did to her a month ago after her loss to Lacey Evans) 

(Kayla: Ladies and gentlemen, winner by disqualification Shayna Blazer, however, still the NXT Woman's Champion, Ember Moon.)

As Shayna walked away, I went to check on Ember. 

Couple of Days Later

I was out with some girls from NXT for Bianca's Bachelorette Party. We are clubbing and dancing it out. I was drinking soda because  I don't drink but I wasn't feeling it. I called Kyle to see if he could get me. "Miles, is everything okay?" Kyle asked. 

"Yeah but I'm not having fun. Could you come get me?" I asked. "Girls pressuring you to drink?" he asked. 

"Yeah, I don't drink. You're the only person that understands why I don't," I said. 

"Okay, I will be there. Just text me where you are," he said. "Okay. See you in a bit," I said, ending the call. I texted him where I was at.

I paid my for soda and went outside. "Melissa, where you going?" Bianca asked. 

"I'm not feeling it. I was being pressured to have one drink when I don't drink any alcohol," I said. 

"You know I don't pressure you to drink. Thank you for coming to my Bachelorette Party," Bianca said. "No problem. I'm glad I made it," I said, hugging her. 

A few moments later, Kyle pulls up and I went inside the car. "Thank for getting me," I said. 

"No problem. You okay though?" he asked. 

I nodded. "For now. No one understands why I don't drink alcohol except you," I said. 

"Your best friend, her boyfriend and you were heading home drunk and her boyfriend was driving. He lost control of the car and a truck his the car and it rolled in a ditch," he said. 

I nodded, sighs. "At the time, the police and EMTs thought all three of us died but I was in a coma for a month and some how I survived," I said. 

"Atleast your still alive. That's why you don't drink anymore and always refuse," he said.

Kyle and I made it back. I went upstairs to change into hoodie and shorts. I headed back downstairs and went to get a soda, taking an ibuprofen. I went to sit on the couch with Kyle.

"Hey, you feeling better?" Kyle asked. I nodded, sitting next to him. "Much better," I said. 

"That's good," he said. "So when is Stacy coming back?" I asked. 

"She'll be busy with school. Finals and all. Why you asked?" he asked. 

I shrugged. "Just wondered," I said. "Well, we could you know," he said, putting his arm around me. I looked at him. "Well, um," I paused. He looked at me, stroking my hair from my face. 

"Go ahead, I won't stop you like you didn't stop me," he whispers. I looked at him, cupping his face. I kissed him softly. He kissed me back. "I knew you want to," he whispers. "Shhh...," I shushed him, kissing him again. 

He pulls me over him as we kiss more and we both fall off the couch. I started groaning as we fell to the floor.  

"Oh, Melissa, I am so sorry," he said, helping me up. I groaned a little. "Its okay," I said, smiling. "Lets just go upstairs," he said. I nodded, he puts me over his shoulder, carrying me upstairs. 

"Oi, you always did this in the indies," I said. "I'm glad you remember," he said, spanking my butt. "Hey now!" I said. He got to the guest room and I wrap my legs around him and does the guillotine hold. 

He grunted as I did that, sitting down on the bed. "Amazing hold," he said, tapping. "I learned from the best," I said, smiling. I sat on the bed. "I am the best," he said, smiling. "Want to?" I asked. "Oh please," he said, kissing me. 

I moan into the kiss, pulling his shirt off and throwing it on the floor. I continued to kiss him more, he pulls my hoodie off.