One Secret

by Mrs Bridget Orton

STORY RE-EDIT IN PROGRESS! One Secret has made her avoid him. One Secret could in fact lose her her job. One Secret has scarred her life forever. But no one else knows but her. Her reason: Some secrets just need to be kept. RandyOrton/Lita.

38. When We All Get What We Deserve

Chapter 38 - When We All Get What We Deserve

The red head closed her eyes once more as she finally unfastened her seatbelt. She'd been sitting in Dawn Marie's car for the last 10 minutes staring blankly ahead. Dawn's silver lexus had come to a complete stop, yet the thoughts running through the red head's mind were still going at 100 miles per hour. Her mind was running back and forth between putting off and actually following through with what she had come here for in the first place. There was only one reason why she was here and she knew that reason all too well. It'd been far too long already and she couldn't put it off any longer. She had come here to find one person. The man she loved. The father of her unborn daughter. The Legend Killer. Randy Orton.

The red head could hear the voices of her fellow WWE superstars around her in the parking lot as they started to drabble into the backstage entrance to the arena that Monday night RAW was being filmed that night. Though she hadn't been to this arena in months, Lita had been here enough times to know her way around. She watched as she saw the WWE couples start to pile into the arena. Being on the road 300 days a year made it hard to have a relationship outside the WWE. You'd hardly be able to see the person you loved. You'd hardly be able to see your own children grow up if you had any outside the WWE. That was the reason why so many WWE superstars retreated from loneliness and found themselves in the arms of other superstar that was obviously feeling the same. There was Vikki and Christian,who after months and months or flirty behaviour backstage had finally gotten together and had been that way for the better part of this year. Then there was Lillian Garcia and Batista. While so completely different in appearance upon first meeting them, they happened to be one of the few couples Lita knew that had so much in common. Their relationship was drawing on 2 years now and it didn't seem like it would be ending soon. Batista had found his perfect princess and Lillian Garcia had tamed the beast in The Animal. There was also John Cena and Torrie Wilson, who while didn't get off to the most romantic start, had outlasted the expectations everyone in the backstage had had of their relationship. Both had intended it to only be a one night stand at Chris Jericho's surprise birthday party 4 months ago, but things had turned out rather differently and now they were talking about moving in together. Then, of course, there was the relationship she had with the 3rd generation superstar Randy Orton. A story line which had started out as merely a story line had evolved into a resurfacing and facing up to the past which brought Randy and Lita together. It had taken time, effort, patience and belief to get them together, but it was love and their unborn child which was keeping them together. They'd been through hell and back, but it was worth it. For Lita it was worth it to know that someone cared that much about you that they were willing to move mountains to be with you. It was worth it to know that the father of her unborn child was willing to take responsibility of his child, no matter how young he was, and was willing to help the red head raise their child. Nothing and no one was worth it more than Randy Orton.

Checking her reflection in her rear view mirror, the red head pushed the stray strands of her fiery red locks behind her ears before she finally decided to open the driver's door and exit the vehicle. It took her alot longer now to transfer from a sitting position into a standing one, especially when exiting the car. Her baby was due in a couple of weeks now and it was obvious to see that the red head was pregnant, even though her baby bump wasn't as large as most women's at this stage of pregnancy. Lita had noticed the irregular smallness of her baby bump in comparison to some women she'd met and seen at the same stage of pregnancy, yet her doctor had informed her that everything with her unborn daughter was fine. The pregnancy was normal and her daughter was normal. It just seemed that her baby was just a little smaller than most. Lita wasn't complaining though, especially as she could still see her feet and her doctor had informed her a smaller baby would provide for an easier childbirth. That was nothing to complain about.

Finally moving herself into a standing position, the red head steadied herself against Dawn's lexus before she slammed the door shut and placed her wallet in the back pocket of her sweat pants. Straightening out her plain white singlet top, the red head stood still for a moment as she waited for the Hurricane and Rosey to disappear into the building infront of her. It wasn't that she didn't like them or anything, but the red head wasn't really in the mood for idle conversation. Her feet were sore and she had a massive headache from the humidity tonight, so she didn't really feel up to discussing details of her pregnancy at the present. She had more important things on her mind right now.

Walking slowly towards the arena, the red head focussed solely on what was ahead of her. The parking lot was deadly silent and merely full of empty cars. The only sound the red head could hear was that of her flip flops dragging with her feet on the ground of gravel she was walking on and the faint buzzing of the lights from inside the arena. Finally making her way inside the arena, she immediately recognised the place as if it were just yesterday that she had last performed here with the WWE. There was the long stretch of white corridor ahead of her and after confirming her identity with the security guard at the entrance, the red head continued down the long corridor until she came to a cross. Looking to her right and left there were adjoining corridors that would lead her to catering and the other leading her towards the south entrance. Both hallways were scattered with rooms that were no doubt being used as dressing rooms this evening. Lita knew that the Women's locker room would be down towards catering as it usually was and then Eric Bischoff's office would be somewhere along there also. No surprise it was as close to the Women's locker room as possible. Lita's eyes continued to wander as it wasn't the GM's office or the Women's locker room that she was looking for. She was looking for Evolution's locker room, which would no doubt lead her to the connecting dressing room of Randy Orton. The person she was here to see.

"Lita?" a voice called from behind her causing Lita's head to instantly flip around in the direction of the voice.

Lita smiled as she noticed the voice belonged to her fellow diva Candice Michelle.

"Oh my god it is you!" Candice exclaimed excitedly as she quickly hurried forward to lightly embrace her red headed coworker.

"Nice to see you too Candice," Lita smiled as Candice stopped hugging her for a moment.

"How are you?" Candice asked as she started to strike up conversation.

"Yeah, I'm holding up," Lita replied honestly.

Candice's eyes then fell on Lita's baby bump.

"And how's the little one?" Candice asked as her smile grew wider "I bet the baby's due soon right?"
"A couple more weeks," Lita nodded as her hands came to rest protectively across her stomach.

"That's so exciting!" Candice exclaimed "I'm so happy for you. Oh and Randy."

Lita simply nodded, trying to subtly give Candice the hint that she had other places to be.

"You and Randy are still together right?" Candice inquired, taking Lita's silence as a hint that something was wrong with her and Randy.

"On that note actually Candice," Lita replied "Do you happen to know where the Evolution locker room is tonight?"

"So you can go and see your man?" Candice cheekily questioned.

"Something like that," Lita replied with a smile.

"OK, well I think it's just straight ahead and then to the left," Candice replied, pointing down one corridor straight ahead of Lita "I don't know why they're so far apart from the rest of the superstars but you know Evolution. Only the best I guess."

"Thanks Candice," Lita replied "Anyway, I better get going."

"OK," Candice smiled as she waved at the red head "Hopefully I'll see you around. Come and drop by the locker room after you and Randy are done, k? See you later. Toodles."

"Toodles," Lita replied as she watched Candice strut her way down an opposing corridor in the direction of the Women's locker room.

Sighing as she ran her fingers through her mane of fiery red hair, the red head started down in the direction of Evolution's locker room according to Candice Michelle, who unfortunately for her looked alot smarter than she really way, and unfortunately she didn't look that smart. Walking down the empty corridor, the red head took note of the signs on the locker room doors as she passed them. Chris Jericho. Edge. Chris Benoit. Maven. As she passed some of them she was tempted to knock on the door and say hello, but she couldn't resist the burning need she had and the duty she had to see Randy Orton as soon as she possibly could. It she could run now she would, just so she could get to the Evolution locker room faster. Just so she could surrender herself into Randy Orton's arms a second earlier than expected. Just so she could have him hold her in his arms where she felt so safe. Like nothing could hurt her, like nothing could...

"Ah!" Lita suddenly screamed as she felt a large arm encircle her body and then a large hand clamp tightly across her mouth.

The person who had suddenly grabbed her could have easily been a friend, for example John Cena, who was simply trying to playfully scare her, but Lita knew it wasn't. The tightness of the man's grip on her was sure to leave bruises as to where his fingers had roughly and tightly pressed into her skin. This person wasn't trying to be playful or joking, this person meant business and that's what scared the red head the most. Breathing heavily against the large hand of the man behind her, the red head's eyes opened widely as the man behind her quickly started to pull the red head into a closet behind them. Once inside the empty closet the door was shut and the red head squealed as loudly as she could against the stranger's hand as the lights went out.

Meanwhile in Chris Jericho's locker room ...

"Hey, did anyone just hear that?" Chris Jericho suddenly inquired as his eyes darted around the room.

"Here what?" Chris Benoit inquired as he rummaged around in his duffle bag.

"That scream," Jericho insisted as he strained to listen for that same scream he claimed her heard.

"I didn't hear a scream," Edge commented as he looked up from the latest issue of RAW magazine.

"No me neither," Benoit added as he finally drew his eyes away from his duffle bag to look curiously at Y2J "Are you sure you're not just hearing things?"
"No I swear I heard a scream," Jericho insisted "It was a small, short scream. A woman's scream."

"Man don't worry about," Benoit said reassuring his friend as he started flipping through his magazine again "It's probably just the divas mucking around in the hallways again. Test driving their new bikini's or something."

"Divas?!" Edge suddenly exclaimed, dropping his magazine to the ground "Where?!"

"Get back to your magazine ass clown," Jericho said shaking his head at his fellow blonde Canadian.

Edge mocked Jericho as he pulled a face at the young man before returning to his magazine.

"Or that scream you heard could be Lillian and Dave at it again," Benoit added.

"Oh, not again!" Jericho sighed as he smacked a hand at his own forehead.

"Those two are nasty," Edge commented "If there is an empty locker room or closet backstage they will find it and occupy it."

"It was bad enough last time when they managed to find an empty closet next to my locker room," Jericho commented.

All three men shuddered as they remembered what happened last time.

Back in the closet...

Lita's breathing didn't get any lighter when the man she was currently locked in an empty closet with, removed his hand from her mouth for a second.

"Somebody...!" Lita started to scream, before the hand was clamped across her mouth again.

Trying to scream against the man's hand, the red head was suddenly slammed into one of the concrete walls of the empty closet. Wincing and trying to scream from the pain that now coursed through her lower body, the red head suddenly found herself pinned between the wall and the unknown man with her in the closet. She was scared to scream again, in fear that the man might slam her against the wall again, much harder than the first time, or worse yet hit her. Her baby bump might as well have a big red and white target written across it.

Lita suddenly calmed down a little and the grip of the man's hand across her mouth loosened a little before the fluorescent light above her head started to flicker a little indicating that the light had suddenly been switched on, most probably by the man infront of her. Standing completely still the red head tried to relax as much as possible and tried not to stress out but it was a little hard when she was heavily pregnant and locked in a closet with some unknown man who obviously wouldn't hesitate to hurt her.

The suddenly the light above Lita's head fully came on and the red head screamed when she recognised the man that was practically holding her hostage in this backstage closet against her own will.

"Nice to see you too Lita," Hunter chuckled to himself as he continued to cover the red head's mouth and keep her pinned between him and the wall behind her.

The red head continued to scream as her arms suddenly rose and started to hit any part of Triple H that she possibly could. She was still scared of what he planned to do to her in that closet but at the same time she was incredibly enraged that he had the nerve to do this to her especially when he knew she was pregnant. The red head soon found herself pulled away from the wall again as Hunter roughly and harshly slammed her against the same concrete wall, causing her to scream in agony as her spine and back smashed against the concrete.

"Now listen here you whore," Hunter said roughly as he moved his face as close as possible to the red head's "Don't you ever hit me again! You understand?!"
The red head scowled at the man before she felt his other hand connect harshly with the side of her face. Lita could have sworn she heard her jaw crack. Wincing from the pain, the red head held back her tears refusing to show weakness infront of this sadistic asshole.

"Understand?!" Hunter said more harshly and louder than the first time.

Taking a deep breath, the red head's body tensed as she slightly nodded in reply.

"Good," Hunter replied as an evil smile crossed his face.

His face was so close to hers that she could feel his hot breath on her face and she could smell the mint in the gum he was still chewing.

"So, Lita," Hunter said, starting to toy with the red head as his index finger started to stroke her collarbone and shoulder "How is the little Orton baby?"

Struggling to refrain from slapping the taste out of his mouth, the red head simply scowled at Hunter and remained silent.

Hunter then started to chuckle evilly to himself as his hand started to wander down the red head's body. The back of his hand started to brush the soft skin of Lita's exposed arm and shoulders. Hunter's touch making the red head's hairs stand on end. She felt dirty for letting him touch her, but there was nothing else she could do. If she struggled he was going to hurt her and most likely her unborn daughter. Lita couldn't allow that to happen. She was willing to do anything to protect her child. She wasn't going to lose another baby.

"What do you want?" Lita tried to speak from underneath Hunter's hand.

"What?!" Hunter questioned, trying to hear what the red head was trying to say to her.

Lita repeated her question and it was obvious that Hunter still couldn't make out Lita's words.
"If I take my hand off your mouth, do you swear not to scream bitch?!" Hunter asked aggressively, showing the red head he was not messing around.

Lita nodded sincerely. She knew she had to obey his instructions otherwise she was going to make him angry. And when he was angry she didn't doubt that he wouldn't hesitate to hurt her. Hunter slowly removed his hand slightly from the red head's mouth.

"What do you want from me?" Lita softly spoke.

The red head hated that she sounded so scared and vulnerable and she could tell that Hunter could hear it in her voice. She wanted to sound stronger, but the truth was that she was scared. She was scared that Hunter was going to hurt her and she was scared of the answer to the question she'd just posed at the former World Heavyweight Champion.

"What do I want from you?" Hunter inquired.

Lita slowly nodded, trying to maintain her eye contact with Hunter.

Hunter almost laughed as he pushed himself more onto the red head. His forehead now resting on hers.

"I want to get through to your little boyfriend Lita," Hunter whispered in Lita's face "I want to teach him a lesson. A lesson that no one messes with Triple H. No one."

"So, why do you need me?" Lita spoke.

The words leaving her mouth before she had a chance to stop them.

"Because if a teacher's going to teach someone a lesson, they need a teacher's pet," Hunter sadistically spoke, before he roughly captured the red head's lips with his own.

Meanwhile in the diva's locker room...

"That is really cute Torrie!" Christy exclaimed as she and the other divas watched Torrie Wilson model her bright purple lingerie for her Bra and Panties match tonight against Victoria.

"You think?" Torrie said as she looked at herself in the mirror.

"Yep," Christy Hemme commented "Just put your hair in some loose curls and then some light make-up and you'll look gorgeous."

"Thanks!" Torrie exclaimed excitedly as she headed back into the bathroom to put her wrestling attire on over the lingerie.

"So what lingerie have you got lined up for tonight's match Vikki?" Lillian inquired as she put the finishing touches on her mascara.

"Meh, I don't know," Vikki simply replied as she put her feet up on the coffee table in the middle of the Women's locker room with her head buried in a magazine "Whatever I can find."

"OO I just bought some new lingerie from Victoria's Secret yesterday that would look awesome on you Vik!" Torrie suddenly exclaimed from the bathroom.

"What colour?" Vikki yelled out to Torrie.
"Black," Torrie replied.

"Lace or cotton?" Vikki inquired yelling out to the bathroom again.

"Lace," Torrie replied "And it's got the cutest diamontees on it. It'll look fabulous on you Vikki! Trust me!"
"That's what you said last time I wore your lingerie to the ring Torrie," Vikki replied.

"And then she ended up having to walk away from her match with one and a half busted bra straps," Candice commented with a little laugh.

"How was I supposed to know that they weren't suitable for the ring?" Torrie exclaimed from the bathroom in her own defence.

"Just wear then Vikki," Christy finally voiced "You can't go wrong in black lace."

"Exactly," Candice Michelle agreed as she joined the conversation after exiting the Women's locker room bathroom "and even if you do bust a bra strap or two you'll still look fabulous and it'll drive the audience wild."

Lillian and Vikki started to laugh at Candice's comment before all girls turned in the direction of the door to the Women's locker room as it flung open.

Everyone stared at Stacy Keibler in the doorway for a couple of moments before they all turned back to what they were doing.

"Hey," Stacy said offering the room a smile.

"Hi," Candice replied, smiling at the blonde in the doorway.

"Mmmm," Lillian, Christy and Vikki replied effortlessly.

It was obvious to see and feel the tension in the Women's locker room, every time Stacy Keibler walked in. None of the divas were particularly fond of the blonde long legged diva after what she had put their fellow red headed diva, Lita through. Candice was pretty much objective because she didn't really get close to anyone in particular in the locker room, but Vikki, Lillian, Christy and Torrie were all really good friends with Lita, and that used to be the case with Stacy too, until Stacy did what she did to Lita, especially where it concerned Randy Orton.

Stacy sighed as she closed the door to the Women's locker room behind her. She wasn't proud of what she'd done and she was sorry for it, but she knew that wasn't going to be enough to the majority of the WWE divas back on speaking terms with her. It was going to take a miracle for them to lift the grudge their still had against the long legged diva. Dropping her bags on a bench in the corner of the room, Stacy was thankful that Candice broke the silence that was growing in the room.

"Oh guess what?!" Candice suddenly exclaimed as if she had just remembered some exciting news that she wanted to share with the other divas.

"What is it Candice?" Torrie asked nonchalantly as she joined the divas back in the main part of the locker room.

It was then that Torrie Wilson noticed Stacy sitting next to her bag on a bench in the room. Something she hadn't seen when she had headed off to the bathroom. Trying to at least be polite, Torrie forced a smile in the direction of her former WCW Diva.

"Oh hi," Torrie said simply.

"Hey," Stacy replied with a smile.

"Anyway," Candice started up again "Guess who I just bumped into

on my way back here after seeing what we had in catering tonight?"

"George Cloony," Vikki replied, not taking her eyes off the magazine infront of her.

"Britney Spears," Lillian replied as she put her mascara back into her make-up bag.

It was obvious that none of the divas really paid much attention to Candice's regular announcements simply because the fact remained that Candice's announcements were usually alot more dull than she led on, or were completely lies. This one could surely be no different.

"No, guys I'm being serious!" Candice said stomping her feet.

"OK then," Vikki said looking at Candice "I'm gonna say... the Spice Girls."

"No," Candice said defiantly as she turned away from Vikki to face the other divas "Lita!"

"What?!" Vikki and Lillian suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"No way!" Christy exclaimed.

"Are you sure Candice?" Torrie asked, double checking.

"Positive!" Candice said triumphantly, obviously proud of herself that she managed to attract all their attentions finally "She asked me where the Evolution locker room was and said she was looking for Randy. She also said the baby's due in a couple of weeks now and she looks really good."

"When did you see her?" Stacy inquired immediately.

"About 10 minutes ago," Candice replied "She and Randy are probably having some fun in his locker room."

"Are you sure that's where she's going?" Stacy inquired again, a little worry evident in her voice.

"Sure," Candice nodded as she turned to face Stacy with a smile "I don't doubt that Randy'd be the first person she'd want to see."

"No, but Candice are you sure she said she was heading straight to the Evolution locker room," Stacy repeated herself, growing frustrated with the brunette.

"Shesh Stacy, I don't know," Candice replied, looking at Stacy a little strangely.

"Why do you care anyway Keibler?" Vikki inquired, for the first time addressing the long legged since she had entered the Women's locker room "As I recall it you were trying to make Lita suffer, not look out for her."

"Look I know what I did was a mistake and I'm sorry for it," Stacy finally spoke up, defending herself "And I'm not proud of what I did, nor does anything I have to say explain my actions, but I need to know exactly where Lita was heading after you spoke to her Candice."

Candice looked a little confused as she looked between her fellow divas, who all remained silent, before her eyes settled back on Stacy Keibler.

"After I finished talking to her I turned to walk away as did she and she was headed straight in the direction of the Evolution locker room which I pointed out," Candice explained.

"OK, thanks," Stacy nodded in appreciation at the brunette before she practically jumped out of her seat and headed for the Women's locker room door.

"Wait Keibler, what's wrong?" Vikki inquired again, causing Stacy to stop dead in her tracks and turn around to face the room full of divas.

"Yeah, why do you need to know where Lita is anyway?" Lillian inquired, looking the blonde up and down suspiciously.

Stacy took a deep breath and bit down hard on her bottom lip.

"Because I think she's in trouble," Stacy simply said before she disappeared out of the Women's locker room.

Back in the closet...

Lita tried to struggle out of Hunter's grasp as he continued his assault on her lips with his own. His tongue invading her mouth made her want to just throw up on him, which would serve him right for forcing himself onto her. He really was a truly terrible kisser. The red head was scared to make any sudden movements, even though she felt utterly repulsed by what was happening to her. She could feel the filth accumulating on her skin as Hunter's hands wandered her body. It wasn't until she felt one of his large hands on her ass and the other drawn near to her breast that she couldn't take it any longer.

The red head finally started to struggle against the former World Heavyweight Champion, but it was useless as it was obvious he was much larger and stronger than she was. He could have pinned her to the wall with so much as just his hands. Lita soon felt Hunter's hand brush over her nipple through her tank top and she couldn't take it anymore. Doing the only thing she could think of at the spur of the moment, the red head waited until Hunter's tongue entered her mouth again and then she bit down hard on it causing the man to practically jump away from her as he yelled in pain. Backing off the red head a little, the former World Heavyweight Champion nursed his bleeding tongue before he turned his attention back to the red head before him. Lita was frozen in her spot as she watched him fill with rage moment by moment. Not knowing what else to do, Lita started to scream at the top of her lungs.

"SOMEBODY PLEASE..." Lita started to scream, before Hunter quickly lunged forward and clamped a hand over the red head's mouth.

Lita was started to regret her actions as Hunter looked to be completely enraged at the red head's attempt to free herself from him. His brow was furrowed. His eyes were narrowed. His breathing was heavy. His face was so close to hers that she couldn't avert her eyes to look at anything except his dull blue eyes.

"You want and try and be a hero huh bitch?" Hunter interrogated the young woman before him as his hand remained clamped tight over her mouth.

Hunter then used his free hand to roughly and harshly squeeze the red head's right breast. This caused Lita to cry out in pain against Hunter's hand. Her breasts were already sore and tender due to the hormones from her pregnancy, but Hunter's rough handling was making the pain worse as it coursed through her entire body. Smiling sadistically at the red head's reaction, the former World Champion repeated his actions, causing the same cry of pain to leave the red head's mouth. Almost as if possessed, Hunter continued his ministrations of the red head's breast, roughly toying with her tender nipple through her shirt, also causing the red head to cry out in pain at his rough handling. Lita could feel the tears slowly trickling down her cheeks as much as she tried to hold them back.

"Not so tough are we now, huh?" Hunter continued to interrogate the red head as he watched the tears fall from her face, yet not showing any sympathy whatsoever towards her.

Continuing to torture her nipple through her shirt, the former World Heavyweight Champion moved closer to the red head, pressing himself flush against her as he started to speak in her ear.

"You know you want it Lita," Hunter whispered in the red head's ear "You want me to touch you like Orton touches you."

Rolling the red head's nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he started to press himself hard against the red head so she could now feel his growing length brushing against her inner thigh. Closing her eyes and breathing heavily, the red head felt like bursting into tears. She couldn't believe this was happening. She wanted to be able to close her eyes and then open them to find that this wasn't real. She wanted to be able to pinch herself and wake herself up from this nightmare she was in the middle of. But she couldn't move, and even if she could move to pinch herself, it would be no use as she knew that this wasn't her imagination. This was actually happening. She knew what was coming. He was going to rape her. She couldn't stop him.

"Don't fight it bitch," Hunter continued to whisper in her ear "Just relax and enjoy the ride, because I know that after Orton you are dying to play the Game."

Not being able to contain herself any longer, Lita knew she had to do something in order to try and escape. Not thinking of the consequences of her actions, Lita waited until Hunter had attached his lips to her neck before she swiftly and quickly drove her knee hard into the groin of the Game.

Meanwhile...

Stacy Keibler couldn't believe she was managing to run in the heels she had on. They were at least 3 inches high, and heels that were barely make for walking in, let alone running. The blonde's eyes darted to every inch of the corridor, outside the Women's locker room, desperately looking for any sign of her former best friend. It was still evening and RAW wasn't due to start for at least another couple of hours, so the hallways were still basically empty. Scattered with the occasional stagehand. All the superstars were probably getting dressed for tonight, getting their make up done or getting warmed up for their matches.

Stacy turned another corner and started down another stretch of hallway. The blonde started to panic as every inch she searched she wasn't getting any more information about the whereabouts of the red head, and that scared her out of her skin. She'd received a phone call from Hunter a couple of days prior to tonight and he'd found out from 'a source' (as he put it) that had heard her spilling the beans about the plan involving the destruction of Randy Orton and Lita and everything they had between them. The former World Heavyweight Champion had not been happy when he had spoken to the blonde and had actually hung up in anger halfway through his own sentence. Hunter's plan had been ruined on account of the long legged diva, but Stacy was sure that she wouldn't be the one suffering the consequences. She wasn't the one he was after. Hunter was after Randy Orton and was intent on teaching the young man a lesson and making him suffer. The easiest way to do that was to target what the 3rd generation superstar loved the most in life. Lita and his unborn child.

Now that she knew that Lita was in the building tonight, it only seemed logical that Hunter was one step ahead and had already discovered the red head's presence in the arena.

"SOMEBODY PLEASE..." Stacy suddenly heard a voice scream.

The blonde jumped out of her skin as she immediately turned in the direction of where she had heard the scream. It was coming from inside the closet to her right and the blonde knew it. She also knew that the voice she'd heard was Lita's. She knew Lita's voice like the back of her hand, from all the days and months and years on end that Lita and Stacy had been the best of friends. However, in all the time she had known Lita, Stacy Keibler had never heard the red head scream like she just had. There was no doubt in her mind that the red head wasn't alone in that closet. Her worst fear was realised. Hunter was in there with Lita.

The blonde started to panic as she debated in her mind what was the safest option. She couldn't knock on the door because that, no doubt, would only make Hunter madder and make him want to inflict more pain onto the red headed woman. She couldn't ask some random superstar to knock down the door because frankly it wasn't any of their business why Hunter was in the closet with the red head and no one would really believe that Hunter was in the closet trying to rape the red head anyway. Randy.

Stacy Keibler suddenly started running again down the corridors away from the closet that Hunter was currently holding the red head. Searching the corridors up and down and up and down, the blonde finally found the door she'd been searching for. Out of breath and still in a state of panic the blonde didn't think twice before she started pounding on the door. The gold name plate in the centre of the door was almost bouncing out of it's screws, but Stacy didn't notice. She simply kept pounding the wooden door frame with her tiny fists until someone finally answered.

"What the hell do you want?!" Dave Batista suddenly yelled as he flung open the door, ceasing the blonde's insistent banging.

Seeing the long legged diva in such a state of panic and breathless and too shocked to speak, the Animal suddenly started to look concerned for her.

"Stacy, what's wrong?" Dave spoke in full concern of the well being of Stacy Keibler "What's wrong?"

"Where's Randy?!" Stacy suddenly blurted out, her eyes darting behind the large frame of Dave so she could look into the Evolution locker room "Where's Randy?! I need to talk to Randy!"

Before Dave could answer, Stacy suddenly started yelling over his shoulder.

"RANDY! RANDY!" Stacy suddenly started yelling frantically, trying to locate the 3rd generation superstar as quickly as possible.

"Stacy, what on earth is wrong?!" Dave spoke again more forcefully as he took a hold of Stacy by the shoulders to stop her shaking and in an attempt to slightly calm her down.

Ignoring Dave's attempts, Stacy started yelling once more. Her voice more frantic and stressed out as the minutes ticked by.

"RANDY! RANDY! RANDY!" Stacy yelled.

"I'm friggin coming!" Randy Orton suddenly exclaimed in frustration as he finally reached the door "Who the hell..."

The 3rd generation superstar looked very confused and at the same time very worried as he saw the image before him of a pale and scared looking Stacy Keibler being held by the shoulders by a very confused Dave Batista. Dave looked at him in a 'I have no idea what is going on here' way, while Stacy was looking like she was about to hyperventilate.

"What the?!" Randy asked not knowing what else to say at that moment.

"Randy you have to come quick! NOW!" Stacy suddenly exclaimed, getting herself worked up and frantic again as she looked at Randy Orton with pleading eyes

"Stacy what's wrong?" Randy inquired as he looked at the blonde intently "Stacy you have to tell me what's the matter."

"Lita! Lita!" Stacy exclaimed inbetween her breaths "It's Lita."

"What about Lita?!" Randy suddenly exclaimed, his eyes growing wide as he started to join in with Stacy's panic "Where is she Stacy? Where's Lita?"

"Hunter," Stacy managed as she tried to calm down and regulate her breathing "It's Hunter... he... he found out... I don't know... know how... but he... and now... him ... and Lita."

"Stacy!" Randy exclaimed at the blonde, half in frustration and half in an attempt to get her to calm down she could construct a proper sentence.

"Hunter's got Lita," Stacy finally managed, swallowing hard.

"What?" Batista suddenly inquired, still not grasping the situation.

However, Randy's eyes had bulged out of his head as soon as Stacy had uttered her last statement. He knew what was going on. He knew that Hunter couldn't possible mean the red head any good. Lita was in trouble. Her baby was in trouble. His baby.

"Where is she Stacy?!" Randy suddenly exclaimed "Where is she?"

Stacy simply nodded before she released herself from Dave's grip and suddenly started running away from the Evolution locker room with Randy Orton hot on her heels.

Back in the closet...

"ARG!" the former World Heavyweight Champion groaned in pain as he could feel the tears welling in his eyes.

Lita had taken quite a cheap shot, and a hard one at that. Hunter could swear that the room had started spinning. The Game bent over as his hands went to his groin in instinct as he gritted his teeth to keep the pain to himself. Lita hadn't moved a muscle or uttered a word even though the moment her knee had connected with his groin, Hunter had released his hand from her mouth and his other hand had stopped assaulting her body. The red head was frozen in her spot as she realised what she had done. Her mind was screaming at her to move. To kick Hunter in the head while he was down, or scream for help as loud as her lungs would permit her, or even reach for the lock on the door and escape from this confined hell, but she couldn't move. All she could do was try and regulate her breathing as she watched the former World Heavyweight Champion writhe in pain before her.

"YOU BITCH!" Hunter suddenly cursed as he raised his eyes to look into the red head's.

Hunter's eyes read 'payback' and Lita could clearly see it as she started to panic. Her mind was racing, so she did the only logical thing she could do.

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME! HELP! HELP!" Lita suddenly screamed as if her life depended on it.

Realising what the red head was doing, Hunter suddenly stretched out so he was once again towering over the red head and before she could scream or utter another word, his hand connected sharply and hardly across the side of her face.

Lita fell straight to the floor, her head hitting the wall behind her on the way down. Stunned from the slap and in pain, the red head nursed her cheek with her hands and could taste the coppery tang of blood in her mouth. Starting to panic once more, Lita sat herself up as she tried to distance herself as much as possible from Hunter and the more pain he, no doubt, was planning to inflict on her.

"You think you're so smart, huh you cheap whore!" Hunter hissed as he quickly caught up to the attempting to escape red head.

"UH!" Lita yelped as the blonde man lifted her to her feet by her long red locks.

Hunter made the red head look him in the eye once more as he evilly glared at her. Scared and panicked, Lita once again tried to signal someone outside for help. Proving to be another mistake.

"HELP! HE..." Lita started to scream again, before she found herself back on the floor.

The red head couldn't help herself from crying out in pain as her right cheek received another blatant sharp blow. The stinging on her face was so painful that not even the tears that were running down that cheek were soothing the sharp pain. Lita couldn't help herself. She started to cry and she didn't care if Hunter knew it or not. She couldn't take this anymore. She didn't think anyone was coming to help her and she was through trying to show she was strong. She wasn't strong and she didn't think any woman in her position could possibly be. She wasn't half as strong as Hunter and she was with child. She was a blatant weak target and she and Hunter both knew that. She just wanted to close her eyes and for it all to be over.

The red head's thoughts were interrupted when she suddenly found herself pinned to the ground. The hard cement ground beneath her body. Her spin was digging hard into the concrete beneath her and Hunter's size and weight were driving her further into the cold, hard surface. The blonde man slapped her so hard across the same spot on her face again that the red head would have been surprised if there wasn't a bruise forming there already. She could definately assume her jaw was broken. The red head started to sob, not daring to cry out again and provoke the sadistic man before her, as Hunter ripped at her singlet top, shredding it across her body, exposing her lacy white bra and her fuller breasts. Lita wanted so much to slap him hard across the face when she saw the sick, perverted look on his face as his eyes feasted on the vision of her lying before him in merely a bra. Hunter then squashed the red head even more beneath him as he dipped his head fast and hard to capture the red head's lips in a forced and brutal kiss. Refusing to kiss him back, all Lita could do was lie there and cry as he continued to have his way with her. There was nothing she could do. She only prayed that God would get her through this. That God would protect her.

Hunter continued to forcefully kiss her as his hands roughly handled her breasts through her bra before they moved south and started to try and untie her sweat pants. Not being able to see the knot of her sweat pants, and with Lita's habit of always tying them in a double knot before a bow, Hunter frantically struggled with the knot until Lita could tell he was simply getting fed up with it.

"LITA!" Hunter and Lita suddenly heard a voice cry from outside in the hallway.

The pair in the closet froze as Hunter quickly detached his lips from the red head's. His head turning in the direction of the voice. Lita's heart started pounding as she recognised that voice and recognised that the voice was clear and close.

"LITA!" Randy Orton yelled again, his voice getting even closer "LITA! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Lita's mind was telling her to scream out to him. To tell him she was in here. To tell him she needed his help. To tell him to save her, but Hunter's mind was working faster than the red head's as she continued to pin her body to the ground, one of his hands coming to clamp tightly across the red head's mouth. Lita tried to struggle against it, but Hunter's hand didn't budge and his eyes didn't move from the closet door. He remained perfectly still.

"LITA!" Randy yelled once more, sounding more frantic and worried.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lita's eyes almost lit up as she heard the banging on the closet door and saw the wooden frame slightly moving with the force of the banging.

"LITA!" Randy yelled again.

Combining all her will power and courage, the red head knew that if she didn't do something soon she would be trapped in here forever with Hunter. If not forever, until he was done with her. Or until she was done. Almost starting to panic again at the though and acting on impulse, Lita bit down hard on Hunter's hand that was covering her mouth.

"SHIT!" Hunter cursed under his breath as he started to nurse his hand, drawing his away from the red head's mouth, giving her the opportunity she need.

"RANDY!" Lita yelled as loud and as fast as she could "RANDY! RANDY!"

Realising what the red head was doing, Hunter quickly clamped his hand over the red head's mouth again as he used his other hand to draw her into a sitting position roughly by her hair.

"LITA!" Randy yelled, suddenly sounding a little more hopeful, yet also still panicked.

Lita bit down hard on Hunter's hand again as he had the same reaction, which allowed her to free her legs from beneath him so she could deliver a hard and sharp kick to his lower abdomen. Doubling over in pain and slightly winded from the surprise of taking a blow to the gut, Lita quickly got to her feet and gave hi a sharp kick to the head.

"RANDY! HELP ME!" Lita started to yell again as she quickly ran to the door and started banging on the door frame "RANDY! PLEASE! RANDY! HELP!"

"LITA!" Randy yelled again sounding relieved that he had found the red head's exact location "I'M COMING BABY!"

"QUICK RANDY!" Lita yelled again as she continued to bang on the door "RAN... ARG!"

Lita screamed as she felt her legs being taken from underneath her as Hunter delivered a sharp kick to the back of the red head's legs. Lita fell against the door infront of her and smashed her head on the wood as she slowly slid to the floor.

"LITA!" Randy yelled again, sounding panicked from the sounds he could hear coming from the closet "LITA!"

Not being able to scream through the pain coursing through her body, Lita found herself suddenly thrown against the wall behind her before Hunter was right up against her again, holding a handful of her red head against the wall behind her. Lita could see the treacle of blood seeping from a wound on the former World Heavyweight Champion's head as he pushed himself hard and roughly against her again.
"You're not going anywhere pretty," Hunter said sadistically as he slapped the red head twice more in the face before he threw her across the closet by her hair.

Lita was lucky that she had landed on her lower back on the other side of the room instead of her stomach because that would have been the end. Cowering in the corner, Lita held her stomach protectively as she backed herself as much as possible into the wall behind her, trying to distance herself from Hunter.

"There's no where to go pretty," Hunter said mockingly as he approached the red head slowly "No where to go."

Hunter got closer and closer to the red head. Looking into his eyes as he approached her Lita didn't notice his intentions until she heard the crunch of the bones in her foot as the former World Heavyweight Champion crushed her bare foot with his shoe against the concrete floor.

"ARG!" Lita screamed in pain as Hunter kept her foot pinned to the floor.

The tears started trickling down the red head's face again as she gritted her teeth to try and forget about the searing pain in her foot. She had no where to go now.

"You mess with the game whore," Hunter taunted as he bent down to the red head's level "And you pay."

And with Hunter's final words, a loud crash was heard from behind the blonde man and the red head. Lita cowered more in the corner in response to the crash, closing her eyes tight before she started to hear what she thought was a bust up and the weight from her now broken foot was suddenly lifted. She could hear the slapping of skin and the walls around her were moving from something or someone being thrown against them. Still scared and afraid of what she might see when she opened her eyes, Lita eased her eyelids open and the first thing she saw was the concerned and panicked doe brown eyes of Stacy Keibler hovering right infront of her.

Opening her eyes in surprise at seeing Stacy there, Lita's eyes finally found the bust up she'd thought she'd been hearing. Randy Orton had obviously broken down the door, judging by the bits of wood lying around her and the shattered door frame and was now taking it to Hunter. Lita saw Randy and Hunter exchanging blows before Randy delivered a sharp kick to the mid section of Hunter and then threw him against the wall opposite the red head.

"Lita, are you OK?" Stacy suddenly spoke, bringing the red head's eyes back to blonde.

Lita had never been so glad to see Stacy Keibler in all her life and even forced a smile through the tears that were starting to fall down her face. She wasn't sure if they were tears of happiness or relief, or maybe even both, but she just kept on crying. She nodded in response to Stacy's question and soon found herself being enveloped by Stacy into a warm embrace which she gladly returned.

Lita's eyes then found the scene between Hunter and Randy just in time to see Randy throw Hunter through the shattered door frame before Hunter hit the wall of the hallway.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Randy yelled at Hunter as he followed the man through the door frame, mounting him as the blonde man hit the floor.

Delivering sharp straight right hands to the former World Heavyweight Champion, Randy continued to yell at Hunter as a sea of superstars suddenly started to come out of their dressing rooms to see what the commotion was.

"YOU DON'T EVER GET TO TOUCH LITA!" Randy yelled as he continued to assault Hunter "YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU TRY AND RAPE MY BELLA! YOU SHOULD ROT IN HELL YOU STUPID ASSHOLE! YOU SHOULD DIE A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH!"
Lita and Stacy then watched as Maven and Chris Jericho tried to restrain the 3rd generation superstar and Benoit helped to stand Randy up and hold him back from Hunter, who was now practically lifeless and bleeding profusely from the head.

"LET ME GO!" Randy yelled.

"Orton if you don't stop Bischoff is going to have your ass fired!" Batista exclaimed, grabbing Randy's attention as he took Randy's face in his hand "I know that son of a bitch deserves every bit of this, but he's not worth you losing your job over!"
"HE TRIED TO FUCKING RAPE HER!" Randy yelled once more, trying to ignore the reason Batista was presenting him with.

"Orton let it go!" Batista exclaimed once more.

Breathing heavily and practically blowing steam from his ears, Randy was silent for a couple of moments before he started to calm down. His breathing settled and his body relaxed enough that Jericho and Maven could loosen their grip on him.

Then all of a sudden, Randy's eyes darted in the direction of Lita and he immediately brushed off Maven and Jericho as he jumped through the past door frame and into the closet where Stacy was currently dressing the red head into the cashmere sweater she was wearing. Crouching down to the women's level, Randy suddenly realised that Stacy was started to panic again and Lita's breathing had gotten harder and faster, almost as if she were hyperventilating. Not knowing what on earth was going on, Randy was completely still as he gently reached a hand out to stroke the bruised cheek of the red head. Looking up from the ground and still breathing hard, the red head looked blankly at Randy.

"I think the baby's coming," Lita gasped.

A/N: Finally another chapter! Once again, many apologies for not posting this chapter soon, but I've been incredibly busy with work and such and most importantly I was suffering from a case of writer's block. I love this story so much that I didn't want to post a chapter that I just wrote because I felt I hadn't updated in a while. It had to be a chapter that fitted with the rest of this story and after leaving this story for so long it took me awhile to get back into the One Secret universe. Anyway, I hope you all like this chapter and I was going to end this story completely in the next chapter, but that would be too predictable, lol. So I've decided I've got many more twists and turns planned out for the One Secret universe which I'm sure you'll love so expect lots more for this story, before I start on a sequel! Thanks to all my loyal reviewers and readers once more - I love you all! I write for you! READ AND REVIEW PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! God bless, Mrs Bridget Orton xxx