After what had happened between Alexandra's longtime friend Andrew Morrison and JTC, her ex boyfriend and father of her child, she thanked the powers that be that her children didn't have to see what happened. She hopped on her motorcycle and headed out of the arena to seek shelter in a bar in the middle of nowhere. A good stiff drink, that's what she needed. Or she needed a good fight. Something to dull the sting she felt in her chest. What she really wanted to do was go back there and beat the living hell out of JTC, but she would save that for another time. There would be plenty of opportunities for that in the end. She put her bike in park and killed the engine. As she walked inside her footsteps fell on the concrete making a sound she had grown up hearing. Once inside she made her way over to the bar and ordered a drink.

"Jack and coke." She nodded to the bartender.

It was clear she didn't want to be fucked with. She simply wanted to disappear into her drink and not deal with anymore drama tonight. She leaned against the bar, waiting for her drink when...