Pairing(s)/Character(s): Lita/Christian (eventual), Edge/Victoria, Randy, Cena, Tomko, Mickie, Melina; Appearances by many from TNA, the WWE and formerly with the WWE.. this is probably the biggest 'cast' I've yet to work with.

Dislcaimer: I own not. Title lifted from the song- And All That Could Have Been by Nine Inch Nails.

Rating: T (for now)

Summary: In the war between the WWE and TNA, the lines have been drawn.. Where does she stand? See my author note, keep it in mind. Still don't like it? Don't read it.

Spoilers: Some current angles/storylines from the WWE/TNA are being used, most will be ignored eventually, as the plot is all mine.

Author Note: Right so.. it's expanding (and greatly modifying) the attempts of the VKM to start a war with D-X, just using it as TNA vs. WWE but like the Invasion angle (ECW/WCW vs. WWF). For purposes of this story, Lita is still in the WWE, still managing Rated RKO and is the current women's champion. Better yet, starting this right after Survivor Series so.. She never lost, never left. Lita and Edge are friends, only friends.. capiche? I will be using real names here and there, just because I feel like it. Anything that is real life related (marriages, triangle) is being ignored. Making this a mix of present and flashbacks to explain a few things, tweaking some older storylines but just trust me- It will all make sense. Pretending that Adam and Jay have grown apart and that Matt and Lita have never dated. Either in storyline or real life. So, just keep all of my tweaking in mind while reading this story. Enough rambling, on with the story!

Lita frowned as she walked into the living room of Adam Copeland's home, the Women's Champion bearing a tray of popcorn and soda while they waited for the tape to rewind. The blonde man had invited a few people over, a pity party of sorts over the disaster that was recently Survivor Series.. Well at least for most of the present company it had been. Randy Orton was currently seated on the recliner, Victoria occupying the couch with Adam, Lita re-seating herself with them as they settled in to watch the movie. And really, the redhead didn't overly mind these occasional trips down memory lane but.. It always left the native Canadian in a mood. Usually in a foul mood, though.. Perhaps that was to be expected. Adam's best friend, or was it former best friend now? Whatever the case, his then tag team partner.. When they had teamed together, Adam would always say it was one of the best times of his career. And then Christian had been drafted to Smackdown, competed for a little while and then he had left. Lita knew without a shadow of a doubt that bothered Adam..

Victoria pressed her lips into a thin line, "Ads.. Honey. If this bothers you so much, why watch it?"

Adam shrugged it off, "it doesn't bother me. It's like a highlight reel of my tag team career... With that crazy little--"

"And that's exactly my point," Victoria cut him off before he could say another word. "You and Christian used to be so close, what gives?"

"He left, that's what." A frown marred the green eyed man's face, "and he gave me no advanced warning, no reason as to why."

Lita shook her head, "that's still no reason to hold such a grudge, Ads. So what if he left, big deal.. Maybe he wanted something different, something new instead of the same crap day after day."

Adam arched an eyebrow, "and there you go defending him, again. You said you understood me, Leets.. So why are you still taking his side?"

Lita rolled her eyes, "this isn't about taking sides, Adam. This is about viewing this from his perspective. You used to claim that you two could read each other's minds, why shouldn't this be any different?"

"And here we go again," Randy commented with a shake of his head, "everytime we get together like this, you two always have the same argument--"

"That's because she can't understand where I'm coming from. And yet, she seems to understand perfectly well where that little rat is concerned."

A frustrated sigh escaped the redheaded diva, "fine. If you want to talk about this more? Let's take this to the kitchen."

Adam shook his head, "there's nothing to discuss."

Victoria, who was seated between the two, pointed to the kitchen. "You two have been going on about this long enough. Either it ends tonight or you two promise me you aren't going to bring this up every damn time we get together." An eyebrow arched, "so what is it going to be?"

The blonde man held up his hands in mock defense, "fine. If it's bothering you that much, we'll go talk about it now."

Lita crossed her arms, a frown on her face once more as she exited the living room.. Following her friend into the kitchen.. "Adam.. Look, you're my best friend and you know that. Why is it--"

"You're always defending him, Leets. You're always taking his side. Even before? You always took his side and yet you claim to be my best friend?"

"You're acting like a child! He's my friend, Adam and you're his childhood best friend." Lita canted her head, "has it always bothered you or are you just deciding that now is a good time to throw a temper tantrum."

Adam frowned, his green eyes bright with emotion.. "Did he tell you why he was leaving? Did he let you know he was leaving? Because, my supposed good buddy Christian never said a word to me."

"Then call him and ask or go visit him and ask." The redhead made an open gesture with her hands, "it's not like he's that far away from you."

He shook his head, "I have nothing to say to him. If he wanted to leave things like that, fine.. It'll be left like that."

"Adam Joseph Copeland, grow up!" Lita put her hands on her hips, "you and Christian never let anything get between you before. Why is this any different?"

"He shut me out, Lita. Not the other way around. I would never do anything like this to him." Adam crossed his arms, "which still begs the question, why are you so set on defending him?"

"Is it a crime to be friends with both of you?"

"I just don't understand why you're still friends with that little traitor."

"Adam, he's not a traitor, he just works for a different company. Why should that make a difference?"

"He left me behind, Lita. I didn't even get a phone call from him to congratulate me on my winning the WWE Title."

"Did you call him when he won the NWA Title?"

"Did he call you when you won the Women's title again?"

"You didn't even answer my question, Adam, so I'm going to assume that you didn't." Lita pushed away from the counter, "look.. I really don't know why this is such a big deal to you, I've tried to be understanding and you are my best friend... But, I don't think I can deal with you right now."

Adam gestured plainly to the kitchen door, "then don't let the front door hit your ass on the way out."

Lita pinched the bridge of her nose, squaring her shoulders before she left the kitchen in a huff.. Her jacket and car keys grabbed before either Randy or Victoria could say a word.

"Okay. What the hell just happened?"

Victoria sighed, "you get used to it after awhile.. They argue about Christian, one of them gets really pissed off and leaves.. Give them a day and everything will be back to normal." A beat passed, "it was actually quite amusing once.. Adam ended up leaving his own house, came back five minutes later."

Randy nodded shortly, "I'll take your word for it then.. Could you pass the popcorn?"

While she couldn't very well leave Tampa just yet, Lita did at least leave the house... Not sure of where she was going, just that she needed to put some space between herself and Adam. She knew everything would be fine once they'd had that time to cool off. Usually they got along so well, he was her best friend and it went both ways. They'd always been there for each other, but.. Well maybe Adam did have a point. Whenever it concerned Christian, Lita was always in the middle. Heaving a sigh, the redhead pulled her car into the first convenient location.. Not taking much notice of her surroundings, just that she had put that needed distance between herself and Adam. After a moment, she exited the car, her jacket shoved on haphazardly as she started to walk..

"Lita?"

The redhead's forhead furrowed, she knew that voice.. "Chris?"

"Damn girl," he wrapped her up for a quick hug. "What are you doing in Tampa?"

"Visiting Ads actually," she wrinkled her nose, "well I was.. I kind of am.. I don't know."

Chris nodded in understanding, "the usual, eh?"

Lita sighed, "more or less.. I just don't understand why he and Christian hate each other so much, when they used to get along so well."

"I know girl," Chris ran a hand over his now short hair, "listen.. I'd invite you over for coffee but, I have none at the house.. Do you want to go find some place? Have a cup and hash it out?" He wiggled his eyebrows, "I'll even call Adam and let him know you're safe."

"I'd like that," a genuine smile touched her face. "Thanks Chris."

The blonde man winked, "it'll just make up for the thousands of times you've been in Tampa and haven't called me."

She rolled her eyes good naturedly, "yeah well.. Usually when I'm here, I'm either helping Adam clean his house or re-living the glory days via home video tape. Next time I come down here, I'll call and we'll get together."

"I'm holding you to that," Chris replied, his tone joking.. "Every time I try to hang out with you, you're always monopolised by Adam or Christian... Or both, once upon a time."

"I know," she swept her hair back from her face, "and speaking of Christian.. I haven't talked to him recently..."

"My neighbour is doing wonderfully," he informed her, then paused as they finally reached a cafe.. Chris holding the door open for her. "Goatboy is set to make his debut in TNA soon."

Lita grinned, "are you serious? Last I knew, he was working the Japan circuit.. But, that's great news."

Chris nodded as they entered the line, "yeah.. Christian was pushing for it, as you know how he can be."

"As you all can be," hazel eyes twinkled with mirth, "must be something in that Canadian water."

"We'll convert you yet," a beat passed, "come to think of it.. From this day forward, I Chris Jericho... being the King of the World and all ... Declare that you are an honorary Canadian." He tugged playfully on her red locks, "we'll just take care of your hair some other time."

"Comforting, that." Lita rolled her eyes, another sigh escaping her. "I don't know how much more of this I can take, Chris. There are times that I feel like locking them in a room or something."

Chris' eyes sparked with amusement, "you could do that.. And if that doesn't work, just bash their heads together. Well, at least that's what I would do."

"You were always more prone to violence," a voice commented from behind the pair. "Not that I'm against that with those two.."

"Terry?" Lita squeaked when the man in question gave her a bear hug. "How are you?"

Terry, or Rhino as the world now knew him, grinned. "I'm good. Getting ready to feud with Styles, once the current feud with Christian ends anyway.. And a belated congrats on defending your title successfully. Even if your two 'bodyguards' did have to get involved."

The redhead blinked, "do you watch the pay-per-views or something?"

"Or something," Chris stated with a smirk, "Christian tries to find out about these things and if he can't, Lance keeps us up to date, being the ever proud big brother.. We do watch on occasion though."

Terry looked amused, "I just have to know.. How do you manage to stay sane working with both Adam and Orton?"

"Who said I was sane?" Lita sent a smirk towards Chris, "in order to hang out with any of the Canadian Contingent, you can't be completely sane.. Surely, you know that by now."

Chris let out a huff, "I know you don't really mean that, so I'm willing to let it slide." He turned his eyes to the menus behind the counter, "now come on.. We're here to have coffee, not bash the Canadians."

Terry laughed outright, "I think bash the Canadians is a perfectly fine game.. But, if you two are here alone--"

"Not like that," Chris put in with a roll of his eyes. "I'm just looking after Leets. And making sure she doesn't run into trouble here in Tampa." A beat passed, "and what are you doing in Tampa?"

"Visiting Christian," Terry motioned to the coffee menu, "I was only supposed to pick up coffee because the lazy bastard didn't feel like getting it himself."

Lita tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "well.. Tell him I said hi and that I'll call him soon. McMahon seems to think a string of appearances for me, Adam and Randy is a good thing, or I would've called him by now."

"I'll pass the message on," Terry promised easily enough. "Tell the other lazy bastard I said hello."

"Will do," Lita offered him a quick hug, Chris opting to let Terry get his order first. "Take care."

Chris paid for their order before she could protest, "so.. What happened this time?"

Heaving a sigh, Lita stirred the contents of her coffee cup.. The pair heading to a table in the cafe to talk.. Chris listening to everything patiently and offering his own advice when all was said and done. Of course, he still stuck by bashing their respective blonde heads together.. Or having Lance try to talk to them. Whatever the case, talking to Chris always helped... Lita feeling somewhat better by the time they left the cafe. And after he had called Adam to let him know that Lita was all right.. She ended up at Chris' house for the night.