Chapter 7:
"Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen to Monday Night Raw. I'm J.R here with my broadcast partner the King, and what a show we have tonight"
"J.R, what a way to kick off Raw, I mean look what's in the ring; PUPPIES!"
"You mean Lita. And King, try to control yourself, this is a family show."
"J.R please, you're making me sound like some horny teenager!"
"Horny, yes, but teenager, I don't think so.."
As the two men on the outside of the ring continued to argue, Lita began to speak.
"It feels so good to be here in Detroit tonight! I don't have a match so I figured I'd come out and spend a bit of time with my fans! So how are you guys tonight? Having fun?"
The diva smiled as the crowd began to cheer and chant her name. Her smile was soon gone however, when she heard an all to familiar music blast through the speakers. None other than Matt Hardy himself stood at the top of the ramp. A smug smile spread across his face.
"Lita, how are you tonight? You look great, as usual!" Matt found himself receiving a death glare at that last comment from the fiery red head, but he continued to speak. "Don't go getting all angry now Li! After all, that's not what I'm here to talk about. I'm here because last week, I was to make my return to Raw, but that didn't happen. And you guys want to know why! Because that slut there in the ring had Evolution take me out! And that's not going to fly with Matt Hardy! So in return for Lita doing this, I promised her a surprise! And it's one of many to come!"
Lita stood in the ring, waiting to see what Matt had up his sleeve. But he done nothing. He just stood there. And that's when everything went dark. Lita didn't move. She stood in the same spot, frightened. Finally the lights turned back on, but once Lita seen who stood before her, she wished they hadn't. She stood face to face with the Deadman himself. She quickly tried to flee the ring, only to have Taker stop her and pull her back to the middle of the ring by the hair. He then wrapped his huge hand around her ting neck as the fans booed ferociously.
"God damn it Taker, put her down. She's a poor helpless woman. King, this is despicable! What kind of man would do such a thing!"
"PUPPIES! Don't hurt the puppies!"
"Is that all you think about! This man could be about to end this woman's career and you're worried about puppies!"
"NO, it's not actually! Well, maybe! And I hate to agree J.R, but by the looks of things, Lita's a goner!
Matt stood, his smile still in place, as he watched the Undertaker lift Lita into the air, ready to choke slam her to hell. This was prevented however, as the lights went dark for a second time. This time when they returned, it was the Legend Killer that was present in the ring. He stood behind the Undertaker, who was unaware of this. He dropped the red head however once he felt someone tap on his shoulder. He turned to be greeted by an RKO! The crowd erupted into cheers. Randy then helped the diva to her feet. She looked up at Matt who stood shocked at the top of the ramp, shouting and cursing at the diva. Lita responded to this with a salute from her two middle fingers 'Stone Cold style!' And to piss Matt off even more, she locked her arms around the Legend Killer, and pulled him into a strong kiss. This sent Hardy over the edge. He began to make his way to the ring. He stood at the apron, locking eyes with Orton, and trash talking him, but when Orton invited him to enter the ring, he didn't move. Then out of nowhere, Jeff Hardy emerged from inside the crowd and threw his brother into the ring. That's where he was met by a low blow from Lita, who signalled Jeff to the top rope. The roof came off the arena when he hit the Swanton bomb on his older brother. The three superstars in the ring raised up their hands in victory. They hand won this round, and there wasn't a thing Matt, or Taker could do about it. They quickly exited the ring and made their way to the backstage area.
"This is amazing J.R! Jeff Hardy back on Raw, and no injured puppies!! Wooooooo!"
"Yes King, but what about that kiss between Orton and Lita? Are those two an item?"
"I was trying to forget that actually!"
Backstage...
"Jeff, what are you doing here? I mean I taught you weren't coming back for another month?"
"Well, I figured, I'd come back a little earlier! Shock everyone like I always do! And I wanted revenge on my brother too. What better way to do that then giving him a Swanton bomb! It felt great! Anyway, enough about me, what about you two? Are you guys dating?"
Both Lita and Randy smiled when asked this. Jeff just shook his head at the two.
"Alright then, well I'm just going to go catch up with a few people. So I'll talk to you later okay?"
Lita nodded as the superstar began to retreat down the hall, but before he went completely out of sight, Lita called him. He quickly turned around as the diva answered him. "For the record Jeffy, yes, we are dating!"
Jeff smiled and gave the diva a quick wink, as he turned around the corner.
"So are we an official couple then red?"
"Maybe, maybe not. I haven't decided if you're worthy enough yet!" Lita gave Orton a seductive smile as she waited for his reply.
"Well since my match isn't until later on, how bout we go back to your locker room, and I can prove my worthiness to you. Sound fair?"
"Very fair!" the diva then led Orton down the hall towards her locker room. .
Elsewhere...
Jeff continued down the hall in search of none other than Trish Stratus herself. He was a nervous wreck. They hadn't seen, or spoken to each other in over a year, so he didn't no what to expect when he finally found her. And that's when he noticed a big purple star on one of the locker rooms, with Trish Stratus wrote across. He laughed slightly at this. She was like a little four year old girl, but Jeff loved that about her. He stepped up towards the door, taking deep breaths, he knocked it. After a few minutes he heard a faint 'come in'. He did so. He closed the door behind him. Trish had no clue who was behind her, until she heard his voice. Her eyes widened, and she felt her heart beating out of her chest. She turned to face him, and when she did she felt all of her feelings rush back to her. He flashed her a cheesy smile, and that was all it took for her to be hooked once more.
"Hey Trish. Long time no see. How've you been?"
"Ya, I'm alright, can't complain I suppose. What about you? Li said you where coming back in a month."
"Well, that was originally the plan, but I decided to surprise everyone. And I taught if you knew I was coming back tonight, you'd try avoid me."
"Jeff, I'd never avoid you. No matter what happened in our past, I still care about you."
"Well, I more than care about you Trish, I love you."
Trish felt herself blush as a smile slowly crept its way on her face. She also felt a bit of a sting in her eyes as tears began to build up. Finally, she couldn't hold them in any longer. The flowed freely down her cheeks as she embraced Jeff in a huge hug. Jeff felt his spine tingling at her soft touch. She was so loving and caring, he loved that about her, as she did him. They finally broke apart.
"I love you too Jeff. Never stopped."
"So, what now? Do you want to try again? I understand if you don't, we can still be friends right?"
"No, we can't. Because I want to be more than your friend Jeff. Yes, I will give us another try."
Now Jeff felt his eyes water. He picked Trish up and twirled her around the room. Once he put her back on her feet, her captured her lips with his, into a soft and gentle kiss. Neither of them wanted the moment to end. But it did. They still however, stood, arms wrapped around each other in the middle of the room, resting their heads on each others shoulders.
Meanwhile, in the other side of the arena, a very pissed off Matt Hardy paced around his locker room.
"I can't believe it! That's the second week in a row that nothings gone to plan. And better yet, that bitch has Orton on her side, as well as my punk ass brother."
"Listen, you need to calm down. You're not helping the situation by getting worked up. You think I'm not pissed with how things went out there. I should have sent that slut straight to hell, but I couldn't, because that no good pansy Orton had to stick his nose where it don't belong. Don't worry though, next week, he'll get what he deserves, bank on it!"
"You know what, I like the sound of that! I'll also like the sound of that bitch screaming next week, when you give her the choke slam, but we'll have to plan this better. They're expecting us to take them out, so we have to do it when they least expect it."
"That's why I'm here." The two men turned their attention to the woman standing at the door. They eyed her curiously, as she made her way across the room to have a seat.
"You see guys, the thing you are missing is the support of a good, strong woman behind you. And that's why I'm here. To help you. Because like you two, I want nothing more than to see Lita suffer. She took Randy away from me, and I want him back. So, if I join you two, everybody wins. I get Randy back, and you get Lita out of the picture for good. So, what'd you guys say? Are you in, or out?"
"In" was all that the two men said, before the diva smiled, and exited the room. Now there was no way Lita stood a chance...