"Oh my God, what happened?" Trish asked as she came running up to Chris and Lita who was unusually pale.

"I'm ok Trish; I just haven't eaten today so I was feeling a little woozy. Chris had to practically carry me back.

Trish placed her hands on her hips and Benoit helped Lita into a chair. "That's what you get for running off on us like that. I mean that was just kind of rude you know."

"What can I say we're just rude people I guess?" Lita laughed as she accepted the bottle of water Chris was handing her.

"If you both will excuse me I'm going to go see if I can get this woman some food." Chris walked away leaving the two women to discuss whatever women discussed.

Trish pulled a chair up next to Li and with a smiled on her face stared at the red head.

"What?" Lita asked sharply. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Trish tapped a perfectly manicured nail against her cheek. "Oh I don't know, maybe it has something to do with the way you and Benoit are being so friendly."

"What?" Lita practically shouted. "Are you insane? Maybe you've been in the sun too long."

"I'm just saying."

"Trish, have you forgotten that Chris and I go way back before our time in WWE?"

"No I haven't forgotten."

"Ok then. We are friends and have been for years. He's like a brother to me."

"Sure ok. Sorry I said anything."

Lita leaned her head back against the chair and closed her eyes against the sun. Trish always was one to let her imagination run wild but the thought of her and Benoit was crazy. Sure, he was a nice person and fun to be around but she was with Jericho and even if she wasn't Benoit was and always had been like a big brother to her. Lita tried to shake the thoughts from her mind because it was stupid to even be entertaining the ideas that Trish had put in her head.

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Chris took up residence in the chair vacated by Trish and handed Lita a plate of fresh fruit, grilled veggies and a tofu dog. "I wasn't sure what you wanted on your tofu so I just left it plain."

"That's fine, thanks Chris."

"Are you feeling better?"

Lita popped a piece of watermelon in her mouth and nodded her head waiting until she swallowed her bite before speaking. "I feel fine but I'm afraid I'm not really in mood for the whole beach scene."

"Why did you come then?"

Lita picked over the food on her plate as she took time to ask herself the same question. "I guess I thought it would take my mind off of Jericho. Instead, it almost makes me miss him more, you know seeing Trish and Jay together, Billy and Torrie and the other couples. I really didn't know this many people would be here and while I love all you guys I just really like time to myself when I'm off the road."

"In other words you would rather be at home sulking because Jericho is touring and maybe you could eat a pint of ice cream, watch a chic flick and cry yourself to sleep?"

Lita shot him a look of disbelief. "Like sitting here eating this crap with you in the hot sun is so much better."

"Well, I can always leave you her to eat alone without the presence of my company, which I might point out, will leave you open for anyone one of them to come chat it up with you." He nodded towards Stacy, Torrie and Trish who were in a deep conversation. "Or I can go get us a couple of beers and we can start all over now that you've had something to eat."

Lita seemed to mull it over in her mind. Maybe she was being a little too bitchy but honestly, it was really hot and she found the combination of heat and alcohol making her tired. "Sure but first I'm going to get in the water. What about you?"

"I'm with you." He sat aside his plate, peeled off his shirt and held out a hand to help her up.

She laughed and stood up slipping out of her skirt, top and he took off running, and she chased after him. They ended up in the cool Atlantic water oblivious to everyone's eyes on them as they goofed around in the water, each trying to take the other down in various wrestling maneuvers. Finally, after about an hour or so Lita decided to grab a couple of air mattresses and Chris grabbed a floating cooler and filled it with beer. Chris tied both of their mattresses together will the cooler in the middle and they set a float hoping they didn't drift too far out.

"You know when we're at work you are so serious and intent. But today you've shown me more fun that I could have imagined." Lita raised a beer in a toast.

Chris popped the top on his beer and tapped hers in acknowledgement. "I guess I'm pretty serious about my work. I think we have that in common but I do know how to have fun, it's just usually away from the arena."

"Yeah, I guess I can see that. I remember when you did karaoke at that bar last month. Pretty funny."

Chris shook his head. "That wasn't supposed to be funny; it was honestly some of my best signing."

"No!" She threw a chunk of ice from the cooler at him. "Nice Chris, really nice."

"Sorry, but I guess you know I'm a horrible singer although I love to sign the Canadian National Anthem in the shower. I miss home. I love the tropics but you know some snow would be nice for a change but you guys love your beaches."

Lita polished off her beer and put the empty bottle back in the cooler. "Hey, don't group me in with the rest. Lilian, Torrie and I are always up for a ski trip but you know how your fellow Canadians are."

"I guess. Maybe we can talk everyone into going to a ski resort in Colorado, Washington or even Canada."

"Maybe." She mumbled as she cracked open another beer and laid back on her air mattress. They settled into an easy conversation and drifted peacefully out to sea but both aware of just how far as they drifted out too far and paddled back. Neither aware of their friends scrutinizing looks.