Title: An Angel Gets Her Wings
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 5
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me. Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns either of us).  And I use the wrestlers wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing me...all you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know yet *L*.
Summary: New Story
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Jaylynn felt nervous butterflies flying around in her stomach. Tonight, on Raw, she would get to wrestle in an actual match. The doctor had declared her physically fit and she had declared herself mentally and emotionally fit. So she was scheduled to wrestle Torrie Wilson in the first hour of the show. Jaylynn was excited. Bra and Panties matches were no longer cutting it. Any amount of time out of the ring was to long.
 
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Torrie Wilson sauntered around the ring as the fans cheered for the blonde playboy bunny. Moments later Angel's Entrance music hit the speakers and the fans cheered again. It was slightly unusual for the diva's to wrestle in a face vs face match, but they weren't about to complain.
 
Angel grinned as she waved to the crowd, making her way down the ramp and into the ring. Torrie stepped back to allow Angel a chance to pose for the crowd. Angel wore her white halter top, only it showed off more of her stomach. And instead of pants, she wore short, white shorts. Her dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail.
 
The women shook hands before locking up. Torrie gained the early advantage after a series of arm bars. Angel grimaced with each wrenching of her shoulder.
 
Angel reversed the arm bar and applied her own painful series. She pushed Torrie down onto the mat and pushed the stray hair back form her face, shooting a confident smile to the crowd. This was all it took for Torrie to capitalize and sweep Angel's feet out from under her.
 
Moments later it was a cat fight as the girls rolled over each other, slapping and pulling hair. Finally the referee pulled them apart and both women regained their composure.
 
The women locked up again, and this time Angel shot Torrie into the ropes before flipping her over her back and onto the ring mat. Angel dropped an elbow into Torrie's chest before getting up and dropping another one. Then she switched to doing leg drops onto Torrie's throat, her concentration obviously being on keeping Torrie from getting her breath back.
 
Angel moved to climb the ropes to the top turnbuckle and the fans thought for sure that she was about to hit the Angel's Wings. The moonsault that she had refused to perform since she had injured Ivory with it.
 
But before Angel was all the way up at the top, the crowd spotted Sinful rushing down to the ring with Shannon behind her. Angel saw them and quickly scrambled down from her perch, waiting for her sister to make it to the ring.
 
Sinful slid in the ring as Shannon stood outside, making it obvious that he was there to keep anyone from interfering. Torrie slid quickly out of the ring, wanting no part in what was about to happen.
 
The two women stood in the center of the ring, glaring at each other.

Chapter 6

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