Fiona was on her feet by the time Tanya neared her, but she'd needed to crawl slowly to the ropes and pull herself up to make it to that point, her body language giving her fans little confidence that she was ready to fight off the next attack from Tanya. Dan Rich was right in his observation, Fiona's legs were unsteady beneath her, the fatigue and pain teetering on the point of being too much. She had to find a way to get control back and fast, give herself more time to recover, or Tanya was surely going to find an emphatic way to finish her off.

As she turned around, her back to the ropes, Tanya was right there, filling her vision and taking hold of her wrist. Before she could do anything Fiona was sent running across the ring with an Irish Whip, turning around just before she hit the corner occupied by the table. Her back [i]clanged[/i] against the edges of the folded legs, making her cry out again and nearly fall. Tanya wanted to make sure it was extra painful, apparently.

"Tanya immediately putting that table to use," said Dan, wincing. "And here she comes! Look out!"

Fiona knew it would be coming, a charging attack of some kind to blast her through the table and end the extreme rules match in chaotic style. [i]Now or never. Have to give it everything to get back in this match.[/i]

Half-turning, Fiona grabbed the top edge of the table propped against the corner as Tanya charged. Her opponent went for a leaping attack, looking to bodyslam and crush her into the corner. Pulling up her legs, Fiona twisted sideways and out of the way, letting Tanya slam right into the table. It almost gave from the impact, but stayed together with Tanya plastered across it, Fiona hanging on by her fingers.

Her boots found the ropes, and in a moment of improvised brilliance, she pushed hard, pulling herself around to the flat side of the table as it tipped over. Tanya fell to the mat on her back, and shortly after the table came down hard and sandwiched her, Fiona adding extra weight to the impact.

"What an escape!" Dan Rich exclaimed, the crowd going nuts at the sudden turn of events. "Fiona managed to spin that to her advantage!"

"I love the creativity!" Rhonda hat to shout to hear herself on the mic. "She's got some fight left in her!"

Fiona could hardly believe it when she found herself on her knees on top of the table, Tanya trapped and reeling underneath it. She spied Tanya's left leg sticking out from beneath the wood, and quickly ensnared her foot. Staying on top of the table, Fiona pulled Tanya's worn down leg up and twisted it towards her, driving the edge of the table into the inside of the knee. It was going to be tough to maintain her balance kneeling on a table, but every second she could hold this would do serious damage to Tanya's already battered leg, and give her more time to recover and stay in the fight longer.