Amy sighed as she entered the arena with Adam.  Her mind was consumed by a myriad of thoughts and concerns about what could possibly transpire that night.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" the tall blond man asked, and he gave the hand that was in his a gentle squeeze.  "You've been pretty quiet for the last little while..."

The redhead looked up abruptly at his question and statement, meeting his emerald eyes.

"Um...yeah.  I was just thinking."

Adam nodded in understanding.  He knew exactly what was going on in her mind.  She was consumed by worry, as tonight would mark Matt Hardy's return after his two-week suspension.

"About Matt's return tonight?" he suddenly questioned, causing Amy to look up at him again, this time sharply.

"How...how did you know that's what I was thinking?" she asked.

The blond man gazed at her tentatively, stopping for a moment now that they were in the arena hallway.

"I know you, baby...believe it or not, even though we've been a couple for only a week now, I know your thoughts and feelings..."

The diva managed a tiny trace of a smile, a burst of tenderness running through her as she gazed up into his beautiful, intense eyes.

"Maybe I should be the one with the theme song that goes, 'You think you know me,'" she quipped, her smile widening despite her reservations about the evening's event.

Adam smiled at her, tenderly reaching out to caress her cheek.  His expression turned serious as his gaze locked with hers.

"Ames...are you afraid he'll try to come after you again?  Because if you are, maybe you should use my and Rey's locker room tonight..."

The redhead big her lip, her gaze slowly wavering down, and, nervously, she thought about something that had happened two weeks previous.

She'd never told the handsome Canadian about the second incident with Torrie Wilson.  She recalled how the tall blonde diva had charged into the women's locker room on the night Stephanie had informed Matt of his suspension.  Torrie had attacked her, and Amy had returned the favor in kind.  Although the platinum blonde had certainly deserved it, the redhead was worried about the possible repercussions.  For Christ's sake, the last time she'd had an altercation with the bitch, Matt had physically attacked her.

She sighed, running a hand through her long hair.  She knew she should tell Adam what had happened those two weeks ago - that she had to.

Her mind made up, Amy steeled herself as she looked up, her gaze meeting his again.

"Adam, I have a confession to make," she revealed, and the blond man arched an eyebrow in surprise.

"Something happened between Torrie and me again...a couple of weeks ago - the night Matt found out he was getting suspended..."

"What?" he asked, his handsome face displaying further surprise.  "What happened?"

"I was in the locker room with Dawn Marie and Nidia," she explained ever so reluctantly, knowing he wouldn't be happy about this.  "And then Torrie stormed in, and she got in my face.  She started yelling and screaming about how Matt got suspended because of me, and..."  She stopped at the abrupt change in Adam's facial expression.  By now, he was looking furious.

"Then what happened?"

"I...I hit her," Amy said, her voice lowering to nearly a whisper.  "But that was only after she attacked me first.  And then I literally tossed her out of the room."  She winced at the growing anger on her new boyfriend's face.  Damn it... He was so angry with her for this - and, in a way, she couldn't really blame him.

After a moment, his features softened.  He shook his head as he spoke.

"Oh, Ames...I don't blame you for what you did to Torrie.  She's such a bitch, and she deserves whatever you give her.  But..."  His green eyes actually looked a bit sad all of a sudden.  "Why didn't you tell me about this before?"

The redhead managed to keep her gaze on his but blinked as she replied.  "I...I didn't think it was really worth mentioning," she said.

Adam sighed again, raking a hand through his hair.  "Don't worry...Matt's not going to do a damn thing to you," he said firmly.  "I doubt Torrie even has the brain power to remember to tell him about it."

Amy managed a small, sly smile at that remark.  She was visibly more calm as she eyed him appreciatively.

The blond man smiled softly at her.  "Do you know how very beautiful you are?" he asked, completely changing the subject.

The redhead blinked with surprise, not having expected such a turn.  She smiled almost shyly at him, and Adam raised a hand back up to her cheek again, lowering his head to hers for a kiss.