AM: Ive always wanted to do a NASCAR/WWE story so came up w/ this. Special Thanks go to my beta reader LionsLady11-09-70 for all the help

CHAPTER ONE: Race to Rescue

"Kyle! Kyle! Kyle!" The crowd chanted. Kyle looked up at all of them and smiled to himself. They wouldn't have been chanting just a few weeks ago. He waved to the crowd and they cheered even louder. His crew was yelling and patting him on the back.

Needless to say, Kyle Busch was on a role. He managed to just barely win tonight at Daytona, which was a dream come true for him. He also was beginning to win his fans back as well. After that incident in Richmond, the NASCAR fans began to treat him like he was the villain. But several weeks later, he began to hear the cheers coming back.

"Hey, Kyle! Awesome driving tonight!" Kyle's teammate Tony Stewart said to him, coming out of his hauler dressed in street clothes. Tony had been one of Kyle's best friends ever since he joined Joe Gibbs Racing last year.

"Thanks, Man. Are you feeling any better?" Kyle asked Tony with concern. Throughout the day, Tony had somehow come down with the flu.

It had been so bad, that Tony had to go to the infield care center during the middle of the race.

"I think I'll feel better in a few days. All I know is I'm glad I

wasn't involved in that madness out there." Tony said with a laugh, referring to the wild finish that saw the race end under caution.

"I know. I swear, every year it gets crazier!" Kyle said with a laugh.

Suddenly Kyle noticed something in the stands. It looked like there was a fight going on, and there was no security to be seen.

"Tony! We got to stop that!" Kyle shouted as he took off in the

direction of the brawl. Once the NASCAR driver got close enough to see what was going on. He couldn't believe his eyes. In the grandstand, a poor, defenseless young woman was being attacked by two much bigger guys. Someone had to put a stop to this.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" Kyle shouted at the top of his voice, causing the

two men to look up.

"Well, well, look who it is! Why don't you go mess with someone else,

Busch." the much larger man said. They both were obviously drunk.

"I'll tell you one more time. Beat it!" Kyle said with anger in his

voice.

"Or what?" One of the drunk men asked, staggering toward Kyle.

"Or I'll stick this crowbar so far up your ass you'll be at the

next race before it even gets here!" Tony said angrily walking up to stand next to Kyle with a crowbar in his hand.

"We aren't finished with you. The worst is yet to come!" The man said

angrily, shoving the young girl into Kyle's arms before they took off.

Once the men were gone, Kyle and Tony proceeded to check on the injured woman.

Oh my god. How can I ever thank you?" was all she could say as she

burst out in tears. All Kyle could do was hold the girl closely in a warm embrace. The woman was about 5'3 and had long blond hair, which was about the length of her shoulders. How could anyone do something like what he had seen to a beautiful girl like her?

"Who were those guys?" Tony asked once she had calmed down.

"I don't know! They were tormenting me throughout the entire night.

When they announced that Kyle had won...I've never been so

terrified!" The woman said breaking down again.

What did they do?" Kyle asked, not wanting to know the answer.

"I…I can't talk about it. All they wanted was to make me miserable just

because I am one of your biggest fans." She explained finally calming down once more.

"Really? Well, thank you." Kyle said with happiness in his voice. Tony just laughed and shook his head at his friend.

"I should be thanking you after chasing away those two morons. I'm Lacy by the way. Lacy Orton." she said, holding out her hand, which Kyle shook. Tony stared at her confused. Her last name sounded very familiar to him. Suddenly it dawned on him. He knew where he had heard that name before!

"Wait a minute. You wouldn't be related to the wrestler Randy Orton would you?" Tony asked. But all Kyle could think about was how beautiful she was. He quickly shook that thought out of his mind. Recently, Kyle caught his girlfriend fooling around with a NASCAR Craftsman Truck series driver, which caused him to end the relationship. He didn't want to go through the pain that she caused him again.

"Yeah, I'm Randy's younger sister," Lacy said with a sigh. "Randy and his best friend bought me tickets to the race as a birthday present." Lacy continued as she interrupted Kyle from his thoughts.

"Dude, were you listening?" Tony asked, smacking Kyle on the back of his head.

"Yeah," Kyle lied. "Where are they now? Shouldn't they have been

here?" Kyle asked.

"I don't know. John said he needed to talk to Carl Edwards. Other then

that I don't know where Randy is. I had just come back from getting a shirt when the two guys attacked me. I don't know what I would've done if you didn't show up." Lacy said sincerely.

"Well, we'll help you find them. You'll be safe with us." Kyle promised. Even if he never seen her ever again, Kyle promised himself he would protect her. He wouldn't let her get hurt again.

"Thanks Kyle." Lacy said Giving Kyle a hug, along with Tony. With that,

Kyle, Tony and Lacy proceeded to search for the former WWE Champion, all the while Lacy pondered what in the world she would tell her brother.