Title: Catching Feelings

Characters/Parings: Lita/Edge; Lita/Hunter (eventually); Rock/Lillian (established); Trish/Test (established); Melina/Nathan Morris (established); Edge/Torrie (eventually)

Rating: PG-13/Strong R for smut, language, violence, angst, fluff and loads of drama

Disclaimer: Don't own them. Can't sue me. You know the deal. I'm just playing with them for a while.

Setting: Late 2006

Spoilers: Based loosely on the 11/16/06 episode of RAW.

Summary: What happened if Triple H didn't squirt mustard in Lita's face? What happened if he did something completely different that would cause her to question her current relationship with Edge?

Author's Note: My Hunter/Lita muses are back with a vengeance (LOL)! I have been playing around with this idea for a while. Since I saw the episode, I thought it would be a good idea to put it down on paper!

On a side note: Lita and Trish never left. Test moved over to RAW. The DX/Edge/Orton feud still exist. The Matt/Lita/Edge drama never happened; in fact, Matt dumped Lita for Ashley. Rock came back after a long hiatus. Nathan's taking time off from his singing career.

Enjoy and happy reading!

Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!

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11/16/06

Monday Night RAW

Amy Christine Dumas a.k.a. Lita was getting frustrated. She had Mickie James right where she wanted her to be, but thanks to those jerks (meaning Triple H and Shawn Michaels) her patience was starting to wear thin. Somehow, someway, they ended up sitting in the front row: yelling out things like 'Lita is a hoe' among other things. She was getting sick and tired of people making fun of her. She decided to put a stop to this nonsense once and for all.

After kicking Mickie in her head, Lita climbed out of the ring and stormed over to where Hunter and Shawn was sitting at.

"You son-of-a-bitch! Why don't you shut the hell up!" she screamed at Hunter before she pushed him. He looked a little disturbed for a moment as he looked at the mustard bottle he was holding. He was about to squirt her with it when he had another idea. Lita was still yelling and screaming at him, so he dropped the bottle, grabbed her by her arms, pulled her against him and did what she didn't even expect:

He slanted his mouth on hers ruthlessly.

Shawn was shocked. Mickie was shocked. The arena was shocked. For a few seconds, no one said a word. They were in complete and utter silence. Lita was shocked because her enemy was kissing her! She struggled to break free from him, but it was no use. She gave in and kissed him right back.

Hunter didn't know why he did it, but he did. It was better for him to do this, rather than giving her the pedigree. Before long, he helped her climb over the barricade so he could wrap his arms around her waist. She melted right into his arms.

What the hell am I doing? I'm supposed to hate him! But, he's kissing me. Hunter Hearst Helmsley's kissing me! I can't do this to Adam. I have to stop this!

Gathering her composure, Lita managed to pull away from him. She looked into his chocolate brown eyes and saw something she'd never seen before:

Love.

She was getting scared. She climbed back over the barricade and climbed back into the ring. Mickie quickly took advantage of the distraction and sealed the match with her tornado DDT. Lita didn't even bother lifting her shoulders up when the count was made. When it was over, she just laid there for a moment, thinking about what just happened.

Thanks to Hunter, I lost the match! I can't believe this! Oh, God, Adam's not gonna be happy about what happened!

Speaking of Adam, his entrance music began playing. He and Randy Orton ran out through the curtains and practically slid in the ring. They wanted DX to leave the arena immediately because they weren't about to ruin their game plan. Not this time.

Adam Copeland a.k.a. Edge was definitely pissed. Not because DX caused his girlfriend to lose, but he saw Triple H kissing her! He felt sick to his stomach when he saw it. Now, he's gonna have to keep an eye out on Hunter to make sure he doesn't go too far.

He wasn't about to lose the woman he loved over some washed-up, buffed-up, has-been wrestler.

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2 hours later

After the show

Adam and Amy's locker room

"What the hell was that?!" Adam screamed.

Amy was too busy packing her things together. She was in no mood to get into an argument with him tonight. Oddly enough, she was too busy thinking about the kiss.

"Adam, don't yell at me. I'm not in the mood," she mumbled.

"You're gonna be in the mood! What the hell was that?! Hunter's kissing you?! I can't believe this shit!" he screamed.

She stopped packing and turned around to face him. "It was nothing. I tried to get away from him."

"You didn't try enough! Fuck, Ames, how can you be so blind?!" he snapped.

She rolled her eyes and groaned impatiently. "What the hell is your problem, Adam? It just happened, okay? I was too shocked to do anything."

"You were not shocked, Ames. Especially since he had his big arms around you. And, you were way too relaxed. And you stopped fighting!"

"Sometimes, you're impossible to convince. I'm not in love with the man, all right? I love you. I'm with you. Can't you see that? I'm not going anywhere."

"I don't know, Ames. I'm beginning to think you're not the woman for me after all," he came out and said.

Her eyes were wide open in shock. She couldn't believe he said those words. Didn't he know she loves him? Amy felt hot tears forming in her eyes as she stood in their dressing room, her hands at her sides, her shoulders hung low and her face registering in disbelief.

"I-I can't believe you said that, Adam. You know I love you," she whispered softly before she turned on her heel and walked out of the dressing room, leaving him behind.

"Ames, wait, I'm sorry!" he called out to her, but she was long gone.

Walking down the hallway, she was basking in her own tears before she heard footsteps approaching. Growing fearful, she quickly turned around, only to find Hunter approaching her casually.

"What's up, Ames?" he asked smugly.

"You son of a bitch! I can't believe you kissed me!" she hissed.

"You didn't stop me, beautiful. As I recall, when I wrapped my arms around you, you relaxed. Furthermore, you kissed me back," he reminded her.

"You know I'm in a relationship with Adam. How could you do this? Did it ever occurred to you that maybe I'd rather get squirted with mustard?" she snapped.

"I have way too much respect for you to do that. Plus, you hate mustard, remember?" he countered.

"I remember. But, you could've done something else," she replied, glaring at him.

"Maybe I don't wanna do something else. Maybe I wanna do this." he pushed her up against the wall. She didn't have time to react because he leaned over and slanted his mouth on hers once again. She struggled to break free from him, but she eventually gave in and kissed him right back. This time, she wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth; moaning when she felt his tongue slip inside her mouth. He lifted her up in his arms, pressing his growing erection between her legs.

I'm slipping. I'm falling. I can't believe it's happening again. I'm kissing Hunter and I can't stop him. God, he feels so good...no, No! Mind out of the gutter, Amy. You're with Adam, remember?

Amy just pushed the thought of Adam further away in her mind. Right now, all her focus was on this handsome man who took her breath away in a short matter of time.

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20 minutes later

Adam and Amy's locker room

Holding his face in his hands, Adam paced around his locker room and thought about what happened moments ago. As soon as he said those words, he immediately regretted it. He knew Amy was not a cheater and she was just trying to defend herself. Realizing this now, he needed to make things right.

He was about to go and find her when he heard the door open. To his surprise, it was not Amy, but it was the beautiful and sensual Torrie Wilson strutting herself inside.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, looking shocked.

"I wanted to see you," she purred seductively. She strutted over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I told you not to come here. We have to keep this under wraps. I'm with Amy and I can't take that risk of her walking in on us," he reminded her.

"So, does that mean you're coming to my hotel room later tonight?" Torrie asked excitedly.

"I'll try. But, I have to make sure Amy's asleep. Now, get out of here," he snapped before he pushed her out the door, just as Amy started coming back in.

"What was she doing here?" she snapped when she closed the door.

"Torrie was looking for her dog, Chloe. She ran away again. She asked if I had seen her," he lied.

She sighed. "I'm telling you, Torrie really needs to keep her at home."

Adam breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't believe he lied to his girlfriend, but she believed him. He quickly gathered his stuff and walked out of the locker room, leaving her alone and confused.

What's going on with him? Why was he acting nervous? Why did he leave without saying a word? Something's not right.

Shrugging her shoulders, she grabbed her things and left. Hopefully, Adam will show up at their hotel room before this night was over with.

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1 hour later

Torrie's hotel room

Wearing a black lace bra and matching thong, Torrie laid on the bed, waiting anxiously for Adam's arrival. She's been dying to get him alone forever and the anticipation was killing her. She was beginning to wonder what was taking him so long to get here.

Suddenly, there was a knock on her door. Jumping up and down on the bed excitedly, she regained her composure, took a deep breath and went to the front of the room.

"Who is it?" she purred seductively.

"It's Randy. Open the door," he answered.

Groaning with impatience, she quickly grabbed her robe, put it on and opened the door. It was Randy, all right. And he was wearing a smug smile on his face.

"What are you doing here? I'm expecting someone!" she lashed out.

"Oh, were you?" he smirked.

"Yes. So I appreciate it if you leave right now!" she growled.

He didn't listen to her. Instead, he went inside her room. Torrie was about to close the door when Adam showed up.

"What's going on?" he whispered to her.

"Your buddy is here. I can't get rid of him," she whispered back.

Just then, Randy appeared and saw them get cozy with one another. He knew something was not right.

"What's going on here?" he asked, snapping them out of their trance.

"Nothing," they said in unison.

"Whatever. I'm going to bed. I'll see you tomorrow, man," he said before he left, only looking back once at them still being cozy. He shook his head and continued walking to his hotel room.

If something's going on between them, Amy's not gonna like this one bit.

And that's the first chapter! I have every intention of making this into a short story! I have some other stories to work on, but my muses begged me to make a comeback. I couldn't let them down.

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