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Adam couldn't help but grin as he emerged from gorilla position. SmackDown ring announcer Tony Chimmel had just introduced him - in front of his hometown crowd, at that - and he was practically bursting with excitement.

The blond man was met by a chorus of cheers and applause as he stepped out from the curtain and onto the stage. This was amazing... The fans' reaction to him was nearly overwhelming. He was actually slightly choked up as he made his way from one side to the other, gesturing toward the crowd.

It sure as hell felt great to be back... Even if it was another several long months before he'd return to actually *wrestling*.

As he stepped into the ring, he felt even more emotional. What a rush... To borrow a phrase he and Jay had used when they'd been a tag team, it totally reeked of awesomeness.

The ring announcer handed him the microphone, and Adam made his announcement... He was here to judge a lingerie contest between the divas, but hell - he was *here*, in the ring, and that was what counted.

One-by-one, the tall blond man introduced the current SmackDown divas. Sometime while he'd been out with his neck injury, Rena Mero, better known to fans as Sable - had made her shocking comeback to the WWE. The blonde was the first woman to make her way down to the ring. Next came Nidia, the little brunette smiling and obviously happy to see him. Dawn Marie was next, and just as her typically sultry and sexy self, she smiled and winked at the Canadian.

Adam tried his best to keep a neutral expression on his face as he finally announced Torrie Wilson. The tall platinum blonde was, for some reason, the darling of SmackDown. 'If only the fans knew what a bitch she really is,' he thought bitterly. He hadn't forgotten how Torrie and Matt had tried to break him and Amy up a few months past.

He noted the not-so-veiled disdain with which Dawn and Nidia eyed Torrie. The platinum blonde, however, seemed to play oblivious as she pranced around the ring before Adam and the fans.

And then, as he raised the mic back to his lips to speak again, new music blared. He turned his head toward the entryway, surprised...

... It was Amy. Somehow, Lita had been written into this little segment without him even knowing it. A grin spread across his face as the redhead made her way to the ring, the cheers for her nearly deafening. All he could think as she stepped into the ring was... 'Wow!' She was wearing lingerie that was extremely similar to the teddy she'd worn the first time they'd made love after his neck surgery. He allowed his gaze to sweep over her gorgeous, curvaceous body, his tongue peeking out to lick his lips with desire. And if he didn't get hold of himself now, he was going to be in awful trouble in a few minutes.

Amy smiled as she cocked her head to one side and studied Adam. He seemed surprised to see her out here, and she could tell how much her presence was exciting him. Then, her gaze traveled over to the other women. She didn't really know Rena aside from their brief introduction backstage earlier, but in contrast to what she'd heard about the woman from her last time with the company, she seemed pretty nice. She then exchanged glances with Nidia and Dawn Marie, her two brunette bosom buddies looking plenty amused.

Finally, her eyes shifted reluctantly toward Torrie Wilson. She and the tall blonde woman of course had no love for one another, and frankly, Amy didn't care if it showed.

"Well..." the tall blond man said. "... if you ladies will... you each have one minute to convince me of why *you* should be the winner of this contest."

One-by-one, the divas proceeded. Sable was the first, and Adam played up to her well. Nidia was next and proceeded to give him a lapdance - despite the fact that they were standing. Dawn Marie did the same.

When it was Torrie's turn, the platinum blonde sidled up to him, blue eyes all dewey. The Canadian cringed inside for more reasons than one. He knew Torrie was *supposed* to be the winner of this silly contest, but he thought he might lose his lunch if he had to declare her as such.

"I think," the tall blonde said into the microphone Adam still held, "it's pretty clear why *I* deserve to win." She undid the sash on her pink satin robe, and the garment floated delicately to the canvas floor, revealing the pink bra and thong the diva was wearing. It was all Adam could do to not make a disgusted face at her. He exchanged glances with Amy and saw that she did not look the least bit pleased. In fact, she stood there with her hands on her hips in a very definite posture.

"Um... yeah," the tall blond man said with disinterest. He turned toward the redhead and was unable to keep his true emotions from shining through. "What about *you*, Lita? Why should *you* win this contest?"

"Well, Edge," the beautiful redhead began, a coy half-smiling cocking at her lips. She moved in closer to him, cupped one hand around his ear and whispered into it.

Adam's grin widened even more as he fixed his gaze on her again. He knew exactly who had this contest all won. She had him wrapped right around her little finger, and quite frankly, he *loved* it.