Trish had locked Chris out of his locker room, and was huddle up against the door sobbing nervously, refusing to take any involvement in that match tonight.

*Bang Bang Bang*

''C'mon Trish, open the door.'' He called out from the opposite side, ''You honestly have nothing to worry about. I promise I won't let her put a finger on you.''

''Chris, I… I am not a freaken wrestler! And there is no way in hell that I'm stepping anywhere near that summersaulting, suicidal freak!'' She yelled back, between sobs. ''I refuse to go anywhere near that ring!''

''Trish calm down, it's not even that bad.'' He replied, jiggling the door handle in hopes that she might open it ''Plus I promise not to tag you in, so you won't have to be in the ring with her.''

''I am not going out there period!'' She replied, not feeling very convinced that he wouldn't have to tag her in, ''You can go face those two, in a handicap match or something.''

''I can't lay a hand on Lita or I'll be suspended Trish!'' He replied in frustration, knowing she probably wasn't going to open the door, ''Trish, listen. If you go out to the ring with me, I'll-'' He took a second to think, before continuing, ''I'll make sure that Test is out at ringside, managing the match to practically make you untouchable.''

Trish knew Test had a thing for her, and wouldn't want anyone to mess-up her pretty face. So she'd finally decided if Chris could have him out at ringside then she'd do the match. So she finally decided to open the door, ''Okay.'' She nodded in agreement, ''But only if Test agrees to be out at ringside.''

''Okay, good.'' He smirked, as he walked passed her into his locker room, ''Just let me get dressed, then I'll go have a word with him.''

Meanwhile

''Thanks for agreeing to this Lita.'' Dwayne smirked over at her as he began to put on one of his boots.

She couldn't help but wonder about him, ''Hm… No problem, as long as you don't let Trish distract you again, it'll all be pretty much worth it.''

He shook his head at that, as he finished lacing up his boot, ''Don't worry; I know her game this time. Plus she'll be too distracted by her fear of you to try any of that stuff tonight.'' He grinned.

''Well you never know with these new Diva's, she just might frankly be more of a threat than what we're making her out to be.'' Lita said in all seriousness, bursting out laughing after rethinking about Trish being an actual threat to anyone.

''That would be something to see,'' He admitted, as he finished lasing up his other boot and got up off the bench to stretch.

''Ready?'' She asked, as she picked up her woman's championship and swung it over her shoulder.

''Yeah, let's go do it.''

Before the Match

Lita and Dwayne started off in the ring, walking around with such purpose. Knowing that they had this match in the bag. Watching as Jericho's music hit and Trish appeared from behind the curtain unfazed. Figuring out why, a few three seconds afterwards as Test appeared behind them.

''Can Chris do anything without some kind of assistance?'' Lita wondered, still not being too worried about this one.

''Watch your back.'' Dwayne leaned over and whispered to her, ''I can do my best to try and make sure that Test doesn't interfere in this match, but just to be on the safe side make sure to keep an eye on him.''

Lita nodded in agreement, and smiled over at Trish who was wearing a cocky smile on her face. She just loved the thought of being able to be the one to wipe it off, as she slowly climbed in between the ropes to stand out on the apron, her smile only grew because she knew eventually she'd get her chance at Trish.

The match started off with Dwayne throwing a few right hands, then Irish whipping Chris back into the turn buckle, charging at him with a full speed close line only for him to duck and quickly counter it with a neck breaker sending them both down to the mat. Chris quickly tried to go for the pin, only for The Rock to get his shoulder up on the two count. After they both had gotten to their feet, Jericho quickly knocked him back down with a kick to the ribs and DDT. Smiling on impressed with his work, he stepped on Rock with one foot and flexed his muscles, as the ref began to count. ''One… Two…'' The Rock then got his shoulder up again. Frustrated, Jericho pulled him up, and Irish whipped him into the ropes, only to end up getting a close line that almost knocked his head off. He got up feeling a bit dazed, turning around receiving a monkey flip, and as Trish looked on she began to feel more and more nervous. As the match went on Chris ended up getting back the upper hand when he heel kicked Dwayne and then quickly went for the lion sault, knocking the wind out of him. He then quickly went for the sleeper hold, Lita watched on as Dwayne seemed to fade, after the ref dropped his arm the second time she was sure he was out. But just as the arm was about to touch the ground the third time, he caught it, and quickly began to fight back. Throwing quick right hands and Irish whipping Chris into the ropes catching him for the spine buster dropping Chris right in the center of the ring, quickly gaining momentum as the crowd chanted his name. He stood above Chris head, slowly sliding off one of his elbow pads, then throwing it out into the crowd. He crossed his arms over the other and bounced off the ropes landing the peoples elbow to Chris. He then went for the pin, surprised when Chris kicked out of it. He looked over at Lita, who couldn't believe it either. He then pulled Chris up by his hair, only to receive an elbow to the jaw and an unexpected DDT. Out of breath Chris used the ropes to help himself up, taking a moment to catch his breath he looked over at his partner, who seemed relieved that he now had the upper hand, he hated to admit it, but she was absolutely breathtaking. Remembering he needed to focus on the match, he then took his attention off of Trish, and looked back over to Dwayne who was now crawling back up to his feet. Prepared for him, he readied himself, quickly rushing over to try for the spear, when Dwayne had turned towards him, only for Dwayne to move out of the way and his shoulder to go plowing into the ring poste. Trish began to panic when she saw Chris in so much pain as he staggered out of the corner holding his shoulder, as he cried out in agony. Both men were exhausted, and as Dwayne made his way over towards Chris, Chris quickly crawled in between him quickly running over tagging Trish, as he rolled out of the ring, still crying out in pain holding his shoulder. Trish couldn't believe it, as she slid in between the ropes Dwayne angrily walked towards her. She pleaded with him, not to hurt her as he slowly walked towards her backing her into the corner. She didn't know where Test was and when she found out, she saw Jeff performing a moonsault off the announcers table onto him. ''Rocky, you really don't want to hurt me. You... You... Really don't want to do this.'' She pleaded, knowing she was cornered; she quickly wrapped her arms around him and gave him a mind blowing kiss. It being the only thing she could think to do right now, everyone looked on in disbelief, after the kiss broke and Dwayne stood still for a moment, just staring down at her, as the crowd chanted his name, excited for what was to come next. Dwayne could admit to himself, that he just wanted to scare her a bit, just yell out warnings of what he could do to her. But the kiss had left him completely speechless. This girl had a weird effect on him, the kind that definitely couldn't be good for your health and at this point he just needed to get away from her. He watched her for a moment, as he began to slowly climb in between the ropes. Lita looked on in pure shock, not being able to understand what he was doing. She then watched him, as he paused for a moment with one leg hanging in between the ropes, he then look from Trish over to her, and climbed back into the ropes tagging her in before taking his leave. Lita had been waiting for this moment the whole match, as Trish's eyes grew bigger in disbelief, as Lita performed the Lou Thesz Press, sending her down to the mat, Lita gave her hard right hands to the face, before she climbed from over her and dragged her to the center of the ring, then climbed up the rope performing a moon sault from the top rope, earning them the win.

After The Match

''You said you wouldn't tag me in! What the hell happened out there Chris?'' Trish yelled pushing Chris out of frustration, as they walked down the hall towards his locker room.

''You shouldn't even be angry Trish! Lita did what, two moves on you?'' He retorted, pushing passed her as he gained speed so he wouldn't have to hear her nag. ''Besides, I wasn't the one that was supposed to be babysitting you.''

Test then let out a deep sigh, ''Does it even really matter? It was a bad day, every one of us have one of those every once in a while. Besides if Trish lets me give her some fighting lessons, I'm sure she'd have no problem taking on Lita.''

Chris just rolled his eyes at Test, and began to unlock his locker room door.

''You know what, maybe Test is right.'' Trish agreed, ''I mean, I'm pretty sure if I had a little bit of training then I could totally kick Lita's ass.''

''So you're saying you want to be a wrestler now?'' Test asked, as they all began to walk into the locker room. ''I mean, if you're sure then we can start the training tonight.''

''Pretty sure.'' She nodded, ''But not tonight, I really have something I want to do before we leave Miami.'' She grinned, causing them both to raise a brow at her.

''Oh, what's that?'' Test asked, putting his arm around her, ''Maybe, we could do it together.''

Chris practically vomited in his mouth, at the conversation.

She shrugged, ''Well, it's nothing big just really have to make a stop before we move on to the next city.''

''Oh, I see. Well nobody's going to be heading out till around 10 tomorrow, so we should have plenty of time to do whatever it is that you want to do.''

''Um, of course.'' Trish agreed, not wanting to be rude, ''So anyways, I really should be heading out, so I'll see you guys tomorrow around 10ish?'' She then quickly grabbed her hat and walked out the door before Test could have anytime to reply.

''Looks like whatever she's planning to do, you won't be having any involvement in.'' Chris smirked, receiving an annoying look from Test.

Two hours later

Dwayne had just gotten relaxed, watching one of his favorite movies Rocky, when he heard a knock on the door.

''It's freaken 12'o clock at night! Who the hell could that be?'' He mumbles to himself, as he gets up off the couch pausing his movie, going to answer the door.

Trish was freezing her ass off outside, now figuring it might have been a bad idea to wear a mini skirt in 40degree weather. She honestly felt crazy for even coming to his house at all. She knew it was wrong on so many levels, but she liked him. For some odd reason, she was crushing on him. She'd driven a whole 30minutes to get to his house, just to see him. But she didn't understand what was taking him so long to answer the freaking door, or maybe he wasn't home? ''What a waste.'' She sighed, as she began to walk back down the steps, only to turn around to the door opening, revealing a surprised Dwayne.''

''Trish?''

That's chapter two, I'm really going to try to get a new chapter in like every other day or so. :) Trying not to make them too long this time, and I'll try to throw in some really unexpected curve balls. I hope you guys like it so far. And tell me if I need to take it in another direction.