A/N: Mass updating spree part deux.

I'm really not in a good mood anymore. As I said in my other update today…I guess I have to riot. I read the spoilers.

Unforgiven

"You do realize that you're in for a world filled with hurt, right?" Bri asked, tapping her pen on her clipboard.

"Shut up, you Traci Brooks wannabe," Beth growled, placing her silver headpiece on her forehead.

"I don't know why you wear that thing, Beth. You aren't a Greek goddess or anything. And for the record, Traci Brooks wishes that she was me," Bri grinned, scribbling on her clipboard.

"What are you writing?" Beth asked, putting the finishing touches on her ring attire and makeup.

"Just some notes," Bri lied. She was currently scribbling on a picture of Beth with black ink, notably putting a moustache on her and giving her missing teeth like a hillbilly.

"Oh. Anything I should be aware of?" Beth pondered.

"Well, obviously Mickie James, and the fact that Chris Jericho is a guy and much more powerful than you," Bri smiled, now giving the picture of Beth a pair of black eyes.

"Anything else?"

"Nope," Bri said. Just don't be surprised when I don't have your back, she thought.


"He is the Intercontinental Champion, Chris Jericho!" Lillian announced as the Canadian RAW Superstar strutted down to the ring with an attitude and a swagger in his step, Mickie James skipping at his side. She's a girl. I can beat her. This is going to be a piece of cake, he thought as he stood on the apron and launched his back into the ropes, then entering the ring.

He stared down Beth, who was already in the ring. He glanced over at Bri and winked at her. She rolled her eyes at his antics.

Once the bell rung, the match started. Mickie really wasn't interfering as much as Bri had anticipated. After the match went back and forth for about ten minutes, Bri got bored with just standing there and doing nothing.

Then the thought hit her. Damn, Chris Jericho isn't that bad looking. After surveying the man she was supposed to hate, her admiration of the man grew. Shit, he's fucking gorgeous.

To fight for Beth or not to fight for Beth? That was the question of the moment.

But she already made up her mind while she and Beth were preparing for the match.

Mickie grabbed Beth by the leg, making the stronger Diva fall down. Bri ran over to Mickie from behind and smacked her in the back of the head with her clipboard, knocking her out. Jericho didn't seem to notice. He currently had Beth in the Walls of Jericho, but she refused to tap out to the strong submission move.

Beth managed to grab the ropes, but Jericho refused to break the hold. The referee got him to break the hold, but Jericho decided to argue with the referee. Beth clutched onto the ropes as she tried to pick herself up. It was now that she finally realized that maybe she was in over hear head with the whole "going after the Intercontinental Championship" thing.

The next thing she knew, she was knocked out.

Beth had suffered the same clipboard induced fate that Mickie James had. Bri smacked Beth with it, but the referee didn't see. Jericho finished his little argument and dragged Beth into the middle of the ring and pinned her to retain his Intercontinental Championship.

"What did you do that for?" Jericho asked Bri as he grabbed his title belt from the ringside table.

"You looked cute tonight."

A/N: Above author's note was written before RAW. NOWHERE in the spoilers did they say that Cody WOULD be on.

And even though I knew Mickie was going to win, I still cried. Ashley and Maria totally ruined the moment.

Edge should be in the King of the Ring.