CHAPTER TWENTY SIX; NO MERCY

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     Logan felt ten times better since Nia had apologized to her face about her reckless actions, and injurying her back a few weeks ago. She hated other girls disliking her, and now she felt her confidence rise in her and the weight of fear had been lifted from her shoulders. Her group of friends had only consisted of six people, who she could truly allow herself to call them her true friends, was now growing. 

 She knew that this business had their grudges, and amounts of gossip coming from the Women's and Men's locker room, people hating each-other because they were simply jealous from the pushes that other people were receiving.  It could get ugly, and she knew that friendship in a place like this would benefit on both sides.

 "Hey Lo." Dean approached her from the back, while her head was down into her phone that was sitting on her lap. She was currently sitting down in Hair and Makeup, her hair getting curled as he approached her. 

 Logan couldn't raise her head, since Lindy was curling her bottom pieces of her black hair, instead her eyes looked to the side, seeing some blue jeans come into her line of vision, and she smiled. "Hey Deano." She greeted him, her painted fingers resting on her bare thighs.

 "Have you seen what's been floating on twitter?" Logan questioned him, now scrolling through her phone to find one specific photo that had caught her attention. Dean's blue eyes caught glance of the screen as she passed it over to him. 

 Dean's eyes widened in surprise as he looked down at the picture of her and Seth, kissing on the sidewalk. The blue lights from the club that was installed behind was illuminating both of their faces. It was no doubt in his mind that this was taken when Seth had confessed that he still had feelings for her. Logan's hand was still fisted in the picture, but Seth had enclosed his hand over hers to stop the slap. 

 "Why is this now trending around? This happened weeks ago?" Dean questioned her, his blue eyes briefly looking away from the picture that was re-tweeted from a fan, with the caption, 'They say they are over, but they're looking cozy to me..' 

 Logan shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, maybe it had just been found.." She didn't really want to worry about the picture but she knew that if Finn happened to see it, he wouldn't be angry since they've talked about it, but it would resurface the upset feelings he had when she had told him about it. 

 Dean shook his head at the picture. He wasn't sure what he felt about it, scratch that, he did know. He was disappointed in the both of them, more at Seth than anything since he knew better than to go after her when she was with someone else. Dean knew how broken Logan had felt when it happened, and how she still haven't forgiven herself when Fergal has. 

 She didn't need this on her mind tonight, not when she had a big match in just a few hours. Dean pushed on the power button, letting the screen go black and then his blue eyes found Logan's confused brown ones when she met with his stern face. "You don't need this right now."

 Logan's eyes fluttered down towards the black screen, not fully understanding what he has meant by that. "You have a big match happening, and you certainty don't need to have this.. situation floating in your head right now." He added upon seeing her confused expression scrunch at her softened features. 

 Her shoulders were now tense, and her body posture had slouched down slightly. "I can't just forget something like that, Jon." She shook her head, her brown eyes gazing back into his icy, but warm inviting eyes. 

 "I know you can't, but you don't need to worry about it anymore." He told her, leaning forward in his own seat, that he had taken from the table. His hand was now resting on her bare thigh, coming up to lace in-between her fingers as he looked at her with a softened expression. "Finn forgave you for what happened, and I swear on your life, I won't let this happen again." Dean shook his head when he felt her small hand squeeze his. "I promised your mother that I would protect you, Logan. And if that means I have to protect you from Seth, then I will." 

 "Dean-" 

 He shook his head again, a warning glare made her shut her mouth and allow him to continue with his words. "You deserve to be happy, and Fergal makes you happy." He started running his thumb across her ring finger, feeling the absence of the ring. "What happened with the ring?"

 Logan was taken by surprise, not knowing that he knew about the whole ring situation. Yes, he knew when Seth had promised to marry her one day, but she didn't know he knew that she was still wearing the ring from time to time. "How did you.."

Dean let a soft smile slip onto his lips. "I know everything, Lo."

 "I stopped wearing it, I still carry it in my bag.. I just don't know what to do with it." She told him truthfully. She didn't know if she should just throw it away, or just give it back. 

 "Sell the fuck out of the ring." 

 Logan rolled her eyes at his words, a playful smile coming onto her lips as she leaned back into the seat as Lindy started assembling the curls on her head. "I love you, you know that?"

 "Of course I do, and I love you too." Dean smiled back at her. 

Logan's eyes smiled along with her lips, until her eyes flickered to the figure that was making his way over towards the both of them, a smile on his face as their gazes locked onto each other. Finn Balor was making his way towards the two friends, his eyes looking down at their hands that were joined together, and he shouldn't of been jealous of the gesture, but he was.

 He knew that he didn't need to worry about anything happening between her and Dean, since they were strictly friends, or so Logan told him that. But sitting here, seeing them with a sort of loving gaze in both of their eyes, had him on edge. 

 "Hey babe." Logan greeted him as soon as he was standing next to Dean, his eyes had darkened into a more royal blue color as he stared over at Dean, with a sort of tense posture. Her eyes traveled down his covered torso, a grey jacket hiding away his stomach, but still letting a bit of his skin peek through from the undid zipper. Logan admired his toned body, and how meaty his muscular legs looked in those grey shorts that he wore. 

 Dean could sense the hostility that slowly made it's way into their space, and slowly took his hands away from holding Logan's. He knew that switches had flipped inside Finn Balor, and the tension that filled up the room and took his breath away. Finn Balor was not only standing beside him in that moment, but also the Demon King was standing in their presence. 

He heard Seth talk about how the tension would suffocate you when the Demon was standing just mere inches from you. He didn't really believe that Fergal Devitt could change in an instant, and that the Demon actually took over his conscience. 

Upon noticing that Lindy, who was doing Logan's makeup for tonight's paper-view was working on another client, she stood up and reached out to pull his jacket. She had a couple minutes to spare before she was needed back in the makeup chair. "I'll see you later, Dean." Logan looked back at the Lunatic Fringe, who shuffled uncomfortably in the chair, but nodded at her. 

  The flip switched as Logan started pulling him along with her, together walking down the busy hallways of the backstage corridors to find a private spot to talk. "Where ya taking me, love?"  The deep, but loving sound of his voice made Logan bite down on her bottom lip as they turned the corner to were plenty of equipment boxes were stacked up in the corner of the squared off room. 

 Logan pushed him against one of the boxes, and immediately captured his lips in a desperate and needy kiss. The short and sweet kiss that Logan had planned for, had turned into a heated make out session in a forgotten hallway when Finn slipped the switch, and grabbed her thighs, turning the tables when he sat her down on the equipment box that was behind him just mere seconds before.

 Logan moaned in the kiss as Finn's lips descended down her neck, and her hands went behind Finn's grey leather jacket to pull him closer into her. He knew he had to stop with his match coming up in just twenty minutes, but with the touch of her soft skin, and her leg wrapping around his thigh to push his lower region into hers had him craving more than just her kiss. 

 "As much as I would love to take ya right here and now," Finn's heavy breaths were broken apart as he reattached his lips to her jaw, sucking on the tender flesh but not hard enough to leave a mark. "I have a match coming up."

 Logan watched with lust filled eyes as he pulled his pouty lips from her heated skin, the familiar look in her eyes, were now clouding over his. "I just miss you." Logan's breathless reply had Finn's lips coming up in a smile. 

 "I miss you too." He replied back, pecking her lips that were begging for attention. His attention. 

 His hands trailed up her thighs, the feeling of the lace beneath his fingers clouded his senses. His eyes dropped down to admire her ring gear that she decided to wear tonight. He started to love the way Logan would go all out for the paper-views, her usual shorts would be changed into some tights. He noticed how her ring gear started to get decorated with more color, and the all black gear would only show up one a month if possible.

 "I didn't take you for the type of guy to fuck a girl at work." Logan's statement took him completely by surprise, the lust laced in her voice had his eyes darkening by the second as he looked down at her, tongue darting out to wet her lips.

 Finn's head cocked to the side, a smirk of his own decorating his gorgeous face. "You expect me to be an Angel?" He asked her. "I'm the Demon King after all, and he likes ta play sometimes."

Logan's lip curved up into a playful smirk as her hands played with the bottom of his jacket. "I really like this color on you." Logan told him, her brown eyes flickering up to look into his slightly dark gaze. "I want to wear your jacket sometime."

 Finn let out a breathy chuckle. "I bet it looks better on you than it does on me." He winked at her and started stripping his jacket off his shoulders and then holding it out to her. 

 Logan's face lit up slightly and she grabbed the leather in her hand, "You have to take a picture of this." She smirked at him as she hopped off the crate and started putting the jacket over her shoulders. 

 Logan passed Finn her phone after she opened her Instagram App, and setting up the camera to post the picture on her story. Finn's lips turned up into a smile when Logan turned her body, her hands gripping the edges of the jacket the way he did it. Her hair was swept to the left side of her shoulder, and her head turned to the right as Finn snapped the picture. 

 She happily turned around and grabbed her phone back from his extended hand. "You're so right, it does look better on me." Logan joked and Finn pushed her arm slightly which made her chuckle. 

 "Logan supports the Balor Club, eh?" Finn read out the caption that was typed out and placed on the picture. 

 "Does this make me a member of the Balor Club?" She asked, looking up at him with wide eyes, and a smile decorating her face. 

 Finn smiled down at her, tucking his hands underneath his jacket and started sliding it off her shoulders. "We might have room for you." He shot her a cheeky grin as he leaned in to capture her lips once more.

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The rest of her free hours were spent talking with Sasha and Bayley, who were sitting down in the makeup chair and to her surprise, Nikki Bella decided to join them. Logan knew of Nikki Bella, but since she had been injured before she arrived in the Main Roster, she didn't get to meet her in person. 

 Logan smiled as she extended her hand out to the Latina, "It's nice to finally meet you." Her brown eyes wrinkled at how wide her smile extended, her purely whites shinning. 

 Nicole looked at her with appreciation. She herself had watched several of Logan's matches since she had moved up into the Main Roster, and there was no surprise that she was an excellent wrestler from the years of experience she had from past companies, and her trainer, Jeff Hardy had added to it. "You look amazing!" 

 Logan smiled at compliment at the new gear she was rocking. Her white bralette that was decorated with gold colored gemstones complimented her white tights embellished with golden lace detail, with fringe hanging down from the sides of her legs. Her tanned complexion peeked out from the mesh vertical lines sown into the tights. "Thanks, you too. I love the dress."

 "Brie would totally love you, we should go out for lunch together sometime." Nicole replied, taking out her phone to add Logan's number into her contacts. With a nod of her head, Logan started punching in her number into Nichole's phone. 

 "Your boyfriend is getting the shit beat out of him," Bayley's eyes flickered towards the television and Logan's attention was brought towards the huge monitor, showing that Finn was on top of the announcement table, hand clutching at his side after Bray Wyatt slammed him down on top of it.

 Logan's happy expression soon turned upside down as she looked on with a worried look on her face. Finn was now holding his side, squirming with pain while Bray hyped up the crowd. 

 "Shut up Bayley, now you got her worried!" Sasha scowled at her best-friend, hitting her arm and letting a pop sound from behind Logan. 

 "Ow!"

 But Bayley and Sasha was the least of Logan's worries now that Bray was inside the ring, and Finn had rolled off the announce table. Several referee's were rushing over as the camera was zoned in with Finn gripping his right side of his ribcage.

 Sasha's eyes flickered towards Logan, her worried expression only grew when Finn started getting escorted up towards the stage. "He's going to be okay," Sasha tried to comfort her. 

 Logan shook her head and her eyebrows furrowed when Bray started talking with the universe, playing mind games with Finn; calling him a coward. 

Logan smirked as Finn began peeling his jacket off his shoulders, even though the chance that he could be injured, she knew he wouldn't back away from the fight after the strong words from Bray.

 Once the match had officially begun, Finn started dominating at the start of it, slamming Bray into the barricades around the arena. But soon, the adrenaline was dying down, and Bray got the upper hand. 

 She didn't loose faith on Finn, knowing that he wouldn't let Bray pick the win tonight after the shot of toxic words that were spat from his mouth. 

 "He's pretty good in the ring," Nicole commented from beside Logan, her brown eyes looking up at the monitor as Bray slid between the Ring Apron. 

 "He is." Logan glanced over at Nicole, a smile dancing on her lips. 

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Logan was standing in an empty hallway as Dean and Seth's match was coming towards the end, and after checking up on Finn to see if he was okay, she needed a few minutes to help calm her nerves.

 Logan sighed out as she stretched her neck out on both sides while her left leg extended out as she squatted in the hallway. Her Women's Championship glimmering in the dim lighted hallway, catching her hopeful eyes.

 She vowed to win tonight, and make history for herself. Her first ever fatal-five way was happening tonight, and that she still couldn't wrap her head around that. 

 The call of Dean's music echoing throughout the arena had her snapped out of her thoughts, and a small smile slipped onto her lips. 

 Dean had won tonight and he and Seth were still the Tag Team Champions. She let out a sigh, and stood up straight. Taking her championship off of the floor, her white leather jacket dangling from her forearm; she started making her way towards the gorilla.

 When Logan reached the gorilla, Dean stepped through the black curtain and his blue eyes instantly went to her frame. A smile coming onto his lips. "Your turn." 

 Logan breathed a chuckle as Dean wrapped his sweaty arm around her shoulders as Seth's eyes trailed over towards her. Logan only let her gaze hold his for seconds before awkwardly adverting it, and looking back up at Dean. 

 "Your boyfriend okay?" Dean questioned her. He remembered watching the match while he was still getting dressed in the locker room, and the conversation he had with Seth while watching it. 

Seth had mentioned that he had noticed the lack of a pink band decorating Logan's finger, to which Dean shrugged it off.

 Logan nodded. "Yeah, he's going to be fine." She told him truthfully. Logan's eyes flickered towards the monitor as the promo for her storyline started playing out, showing that Bayley had returned last week.

Dean's blue eyes went to the monitor, that was now showing Logan defending her friends from Nia. He took his arm from her shoulder, and grabbed the jacket that was draped around her forearm. "You're going to do great out there." He told her with confidence, knowing that she was beyond nervous for the match to take place. 

 Logan had never doubted herself in a match before, and now, that was happening in her head tonight. 

 Dean opened the jacket for Logan to put her arms through the sleeves as Bayley and Sasha had walked towards the gorilla together, Alexa and Nia trailing behind them. 

 Sasha's eyes caught onto Seth's who was standing awkwardly at the side, waiting for Dean. Her eyes immediately adverted his as she walked up to the opposite side of Logan.

 "Bout to take that from you." Sasha smirked over at her as Logan laughed at her nervously. 

 "You can try." She shot back at her, confidence starting to rise within her. 

 Dean placed his hand on her shoulder and Logan's attention was brought onto him. "Good luck." Dean smiled down at her and she nodded with a smile. 

 "Good luck Logan." She heard another voice, and her eyes caught onto Seth's brown ones. Her eyes trailed to the floor but she nodded anyways.

 "Fair game, ladies." Logan scanned the four girls that were standing around the gorilla, her opponents she was facing tonight.

 Alexa's gaze went down to Logan's waist, or more so, what was wrapped around her waist. The red belt that she treasured. She was happy for Logan, of course, but she couldn't deny the fact that she was cut out from her championship rematch when Sasha took the championship from her. 

 Bayley slapped Logan's hand that was extended to her, and she disappeared behind the curtain as her music began playing. The crowd cheered for her with a roar.

 Next, Alexa Bliss made her entrance and the sound of booing filled the arena as she made her way down towards the ring. Logan's eyes didn't leave the monitor. Sasha stood next to her as Nia disappeared behind the curtain. 

 "You're not feeling confident tonight." Sasha whispered over to her, now that the rest of the girls were gone, and just the two of them remained. 

 Logan's eyes caught onto Sasha's gaze, "Is it that obvious?"

Sasha shrugged. "To me it is, I know when something is bothering you." 

 Logan copied her shrug. "The nerves die down as soon as I get in the ring." She told her, and Sasha agreed with that. 

 "You're a great wrestler, Logan. I might not be voting for you to win tonight, but don't doubt yourself." Logan turned to the side when Sasha put a comforting hand on her shoulder. 

 "Bayley and I made a truce. We're taking down Nia but the truce is over if we're the last ones standing in the ring." 

 Logan was alone again, with the confidence eating thoughts as Sasha had to leave to make her entrance. "Glad I caught ya before you went out." 

 Finn rushed to her side, and Logan smiled when she turned her head at the sound of her boyfriend's voice. Sasha was just at the middle of the ramp, so it was just a matter of a few seconds until she was called out. 

Finn leaned down to kiss her lips, capturing them with nothing but love and passion. "You'll beat them tonight." Finn reassured her after he pulled away from her, his forehead resting against hers. "I know ya will." 

 Logan nodded and closed her eyes. She leaned back into him, her lips molding with his as his arms wrapped around her waist. When Sasha's music faded out, she was forced to pull away from Finn. 

  "I needed that." Logan whispered as their lips parted and now only their fingers were touching as the arena lights briefly shut off, leaving the crowd in utter darkness. 

"I'll be waiting back here." Finn told her while giving her hand a squeeze before she left his hand feeling cold, and the empty feeling between his fingers settled in. 

 Logan let out a breath she didn't even realize she was still holding in as she pulled the curtain out of her way. She briefly looked back for the comfort of Finn's smile and his eyes still lingered on her frame. 

 She licked her lips and started walking towards the stage, swallowing the built up nervousness that dropped to the pit of her stomach as she turned her back and the lights began to flicker.

 As soon as the lights went on, Logan turned around and her eyes immediately went towards the four women who were waiting for her in the ring. Logan lifted her chin, allowing a smirk on her face as she made her way down towards the ramp, her eyes scanning the screaming fans, and winking at a couple of men who were gawking after her. 

 She allowed the doubts of tonight to the back of her head, she couldn't afford to doubt herself with her title on the line. 

Logan slid into the ring, Sasha and Bayley moving apart from each other to allow her in. Logan lifted her foot up, looking up at the opponents in the ring before fully standing on her two feet, and unhooking the title from her waist and raising it high. 

 The crowd went insane and started chanting her name, and Logan focused on that. Her heart, and her brain focused on the cheering crowd, the crowd that had hope for her to retain the title. Her boyfriend that was standing back behind the curtain.

 He had hopes for her.

 "The following contest is a Fatal-Five way match for the Raw Women's championship!" The voice of JoJo Offerman roared through the arena as Logan began pulling her jacket off her shoulders, her title gripped tightly in her left hand.

Introducing the challengers, first from San Jose California, Bayley!"

 The crowd had mixed reactions for her, and to that, Logan couldn't understand why. "Next, from San Deigo California, Nia Jax!"

JoJo went down announcing the girls in a line, until Logan was the last one to be announced. She stepped forwards, "And from Cuidad Victoria Mexico, she is the Raw Women's Champion, Logan Perris!"

 Logan turned her back towards the girls, holding her title up high and scanning the crowd with a smile on her face. The crowd cheered but a mix of boo's were sounding as well and Logan bit down on her bottom lip as she turned her back towards the crowd. 

Logan handed her title to the referee, who held it up in front of the universe. It wasn't long until the bell rung for the match to get started, and Logan bent her knees, her eyes scanning all of the competition in the ring.

 Alexa made the first move, going straight for Logan and throwing punches near her face forcing her towards the turnbuckle. She could only guess that Sasha and Bayley were helping each other to take down Nia Jax. 

 Alexa hit the Champion with a few boots to the mid-section and then moved out of the way for Nia to hit Logan with her whole body, sending her rolling out the ring. 

Now it was just Alexa, Bayley, Nia, and Sasha who were left in the ring, and Logan was able to regain herself outside. Her head turned to look towards the ring, her eyes fluttering open as her breathing was quick. 

 The whole weight of Nia Jax splashing her in the corner had taken her breath away, and for a second there, she couldn't breathe. Still sprawled over the floor, Logan rose her head; her eyes looking towards the announce table as she heard people behind the barricade yelling for her.

 Nia was taken out of the ring with a timed dropkick from all three ladies in the ring, and it wasn't long until Alexa was taken out as well. The two friends, the only two individuals left in the ring were forced to lock-up. Sasha had gained the upper hand on Bayley, hitting Bayley down with a boot to the jaw as she charged towards her while she was leaning against the ropes.

 Nia Jax had grabbed hold of Sasha's boot when she was about to bounce off the ropes and dragged her out of the ring to fight her on the outside; sending her straight into the barricade.

Logan was almost on her two feet, seeing that only Bayley was in the ring, herself struggling to gain her footing from the kick to the head from Sasha. Upon seeing Nia Jax enter the ring, Bayley was quick to react, hitting her with a series of punches to the head but that only took her so far, receiving a head-butt to the shoulder and then a close-line. 

 Logan rolled back into the ring while Nia's back was facing her and upon hearing the crowd get louder, Nia turned her head and smirked upon seeing the Champion. 

Logan sickly smile back at her, and challenged her on with a gesture of her fingers. Nia charged and Logan ducked under her raised arm, bouncing off the ropes and hitting her with a drop-kick to the face. But that wasn't enough to take Nia Jax off of her feet, Logan hurried and rose to her feet, sending series of punches to her head. 

 Turning around, Nia Jaz grabbed a fistful of Logan's black hair. The crowd 'oohed' upon seeing the fight played out before them, and Logan slammed her elbow back, her bone hitting Nia near the temple. 

 Again, she repeated the action, and then bounced off the ropes. About to jump, Nia had caught her in mid-air and then slammed her down on the matt. The Referee slid down towards her when Logan's hand went for the back of her head. "You okay?"

 Logan's eyes flickered open, blinking several times before she nodded. He stood back up, and then Nia's attention was brought to Alexa Bliss who had hit her from behind as Nia grabbed Logan's leg, going for a pin. 

 "What the hell is wrong with you?" Logan could hear Nia Jax yelling at her, the sound of the crowd almost drowning it out. "You can never let me have something, can you?"

 Nia charged at her, but Alexa's swiftness was the advantage for just a second as she set her up for a DDT, only to have Nia Jax catch her. A loud thud sounded from beside Logan as she rolled towards the corner, her eyes catching Alexa flying down to the matt with a slam from Nia.

Logan grabbed the bottom rope to hoisted her body up with the help of the ring corner, seeing Alexa get thrown in the opposite corner, and then receiving a body splash later.

 Twenty minutes into the match, Logan was back on the outside of the ring, sprawled out on the floor after receiving a deadly punch to the face, and then a pin from Bayley just five minutes ago, almost picking up the win. 

 The pulsing in Logan's temple pounded in her brain, and the roaring of the crowd had only made things worse for her. Her vision had blacked out for just a few seconds, and only a nod of her head let the Referee know that she was still  in this match.

  Alexa and Sasha were now competing against each other in the ring, and Nia Jax had been put out after having a sleeper hold around her from Bayley, for how long? No one knew, but Logan didn't particularly care.

 Logan was trying to get to her feet upon seeing Nia reaching for the ropes to help her up onto the ring Apron, Bayley sprawled out next to her. Logan slid into the ring, Nia Jax's eyes was quick to land on her, and only quickened her pace to mount on the ring.

 Logan beat her to it, sending a fury of punches to Nia's head, only to get shot back down after receiving a head butt. Nia grabbed hold of Logan's hair, lifting her off the ground, and then looking behind her as she got the idea to throw her off her shoulders and down to the floor.

 Logan could only see the sick smile on Nia's face as she lifted her arm up to wrap around Nia's neck. On a 90 degree angle, Logan was lifted into the air, but caught herself with the help of the rope. 

 Lifting her back down, Nia received a thigh to the face, and then slid in-between her legs to lift her off the ring. The crowd burst into a series of roars as Logan's legs lifted off the ground, trying to get her whole body weight to lift Nia off the ring, but Nia hung onto the ropes. 

 Bayley lifted herself off the ground, walking towards Logan. "I got it." Bayley took hold of the other thigh of Nia, and together, trying to pry her hands that were holding her up. 

 Sasha and Alexa hit Nia down with a combined kick, and then Nia was back on the floor, Logan and Bayley falling along with her.

 Logan rolled onto her side, her gaze holding Bayley's as they made their way back into the ring. And in just a few seconds, bodies were flown across the ring, a series of suplexes delivered to the four women who were left standing in the ring. Logan hit Alexa, went for the pin, and the vise-versa. Bayley catching hold of Logan and throwing her over her shoulder, and then turning her attention back to Alexa, who caught her by surprise.

It wasn't long until Nia Jax was back, and then throwing bodies across the ring, pinning Sasha Banks until Logan broke the pin. She wasn't even sure where half of the girls were at this point, after receiving a Bayley to Belly, and then getting locked in the Bank Statement, and the pure adrenaline that was building inside her tired body.

 Gripping the ropes, Nia had charged and Logan moved out of the way just in time for Nia to hit the ring post. Logan looked back, her eyes catching Bayley who was making her way towards her, and seeing the flash of magenta hair behind her. 

 Logan grabbed hold of Bayley's arm, throwing her towards Sasha and making her fly off the ring. Logan was quick to her feet, bouncing off the ropes just in time for Bayley to turn over and getting greeted with her boot. 

With the Kiss of Death performed, Logan pinned Bayley and the bell sounded after the count of three.

 "Here is your winner and still the Raw Women's Champion, Logan Perris!"

 The Referee handed Logan her championship back, and Logan struggled to get to her feet, falling onto all fours as she was completely exhausted. The red mark grew onto her face and around her eye started to swell up, and blueish tints decorated her skin.

  Logan held up her title while leaning against the ropes as her feet were turned to jelly, unable to hold up her body weight as her music sounded in the speakers, and cheers erupted throughout the stadium. 

 Logan started making her way back up the ramp as Renee Young walked out, holding a microphone in her hand. "Logan Perris, congratulations."

 Logan breathed while the microphone was brought down to her lips, waiting for her voice to sound through the speaker. "You know, I might've never made History for the division, but I made history for myself tonight." Logan looked back up at Renee who nodded. "My first ever Fatal Five Way match and I won." Logan looked down towards her Championship that sat on her shoulder. 

 "The Queen is here to stay!"

A/N;

Ah! I just want to say thank you for 400 votes on this story. I honestly didn't think I would get this far, and this truly means the world to me. This chapter is super long, and I hope that makes up for the waited time. (: