Chapter 53 – A Long Time Coming

"Tell us again about the moonlight dinner cruise again Vikki," Maria Kanellis sighed as she looked off into the distance dreamily, resting her head on Lita's shoulder.

Lita simply rolled her eyes at the blonde as she continued to lace up her wrestling boots. The divas locker room was almost piled full tonight as all of the divas were present, despite the fact that most of them were not on the line up for tonight. All of the divas knew that tonight was the first night that Vikki would be back on RAW after having the last 6 weeks off for her honeymoon. It had been scripted 6 weeks ago that Vikki's ankle had been injured during her match with Lita which allowed Vikki and Christian to head off on their honeymoon to Fiji as well as for the couple to settle into their new home in Tampa, Florida. Now that Vikki was back she was being inundated with question after question after question from each and every one of the WWE divas who wanted to know each and every detail about the romantic Fiji getaway. That was the way the divas worked. They had to know absolutely everything and anything all the time. Lita thanked her lucky stars that she, Randy Orton and their 9 month old daughter Heidi Maree were old news. She officially had the night off in that department.

"Guys I've told that story five thousand times already!" Vikki exclaimed, half laughing and half in annoyance that this question was being repeated AGAIN.

"C'mon Vik!" Christy Hemme exclaimed with a very pouty expression of her face.

"Yeah c'mon Vik!" Torrie Wilson said joining in "Please tell it again!"

"Yeah Vik!" Candice Michelle also joined in "It's so romantic!"

"So so romantic!" Maria exclaimed, re-inserting herself into the conversation "I want to go to Fiji on my honeymoon!"

"Me too!" Christy and Torrie exclaimed in unison, their eyes lighting up as if they had just discovered a cure for cancer.

"Where do you want to go on your honeymoon Li?" Vikki spoke as she raised her eyebrow in the direction of Lita who had finished lacing her boots and was now strapping her knee pads on under her cargo pants.

"YOU AND RANDY ARE GETTING MARRIED?!" All the divas suddenly exclaimed as all their wide open eyes and mouths turned in the direction of the red head.

Lita laughed and shook her head before raising a finger at Victoria.

"Vik don't you even try and drag me into your interrogation session," Lita said half laughing before she turned to face the other divas in the room "And no girls, me and Randy are not getting married."

"Oh," Maria pouted "I thought Lita actually had goss for us for once."

"Hey!" Lita exclaimed in her own defense "I gave y'all plenty of goss for the last year!"

"True that," Torrie nodded turning to face Christy and Candice who were also nodding in agreeance.

"But anyway," Maria said shaking her hands in the air to draw the attention back to her "I want to know more about this honeymoon."

"I'm telling you Lil," Vikki quickly spoke before anyone could pose another question "I've told you guys everything there is to tell about the honeymoon and Fiji! I promise!"

"Well there's always the sex….," Lita quietly added underneath a fake cough.

Vikki's jaw dropped as she turned to face the red head before the tidal wave came crashing down.

"Oh my god you have to tell us about the sex!" Candice exclaimed grabbing Christy's exposed arm in excitement.

"I've heard that the best sex you will ever have in your life is on your honeymoon," Torrie stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah I heard that too!" Maria exclaimed nodding excitedly.

"C'mon Vik we want all the details about the bedroom activities on the honeymoon!" Christy said wiggling her eyebrows at new bride.

"No way!" Vikki exclaimed before she shot a death glare at Lita "I will kill you later for this Li."

"If you get out alive Miss V," Lita teased as she got to her feet "Now I conveniently have a match that I must get to the gorilla for."

"Tell us now!" Christy exclaimed.

"Yes! Yes!" Torrie said practically jumping up and down.

"I hate you," Vikki mouthed to Lita over the top of the inundations of questions she was now in the middle of.

Lita simply sent her raven haired diva a cheesy smile as she made her way towards the door exiting the diva's locker room. It was a task that looked a lot easier than it actually was especially with the numerous divas and their various belongings scattered all over the floor and the path towards the exit door. After tripping over Torrie Wilson's bright pink duffle bag and Christy Hemme's outstretched leg, the red head finally made her way to the door.

"Good luck Li," Vikki sighed as she once again tried to divert the direction of the conversation.

"Gracias," Lita replied with a cheesy smile before she opened and closed the door behind her.

½ an hour later….

"Wow I can't believe I'm this worried right now," Lita sighed as she kept trying to jump up and down and loosen herself out as she waited in the gorilla area before her 30 minute iron man match with Melina tonight after commercial break.

It was the last night of the 6 consecutive weeks in which Lita had to compete against 6 females on RAW in order to earn herself a title shot against Trish Stratus at the Royal Rumble this Sunday. It had been a crazy 6 weeks to say the least. There had been a lingerie pillow fight with Maria, a submission match with Candice Michelle, a paddle on a pole match with Torrie Wilson, a cage match with Jazz, a bra and panties match with Christy Hemme and now her match with Melina tonight. In a way, these past 6 weeks hadn't all exactly been tough matches and tough opponents, bar Jazz and that brutal cage, but at least it had gotten the red head back into her element. It had settled Lita back into the ring and thoroughly prepared her for this Sunday and once again capturing the WWE Women's Championship.

"Worried about Melina tonight?" Randy questioned, standing behind his girlfriend and rubbing her shoulders to calm her down.

"No, not about that!" Lita immediately brushed off "I mean about Heidi."

"C'mon Li," Randy said turning Lita around to face him "She's perfectly safe with Jeff."

"I know she is," Lita said sighing before locking eyes with Randy "It's just that I feel better having her here at the arena with us."

"But you know Stacy had to go on promo and Vikki had her inter-gender match with Christian tonight," Randy stated.

"I know," Lita agreed.

"You're just a little worried," Randy commented, drawing Lita closer to him in a loose embrace "It's OK to be worried Li. It pretty much comes with being a parent."

Lita couldn't help but smile back at the man before her as she relaxed into his arms.

"Kinda like a package deal is it Mr Legend Killer?" Lita questioned, raising an eyebrow at her boyfriend.

"Precisely my dear," Randy replied with a smile as he leaned forward and kissed the red head on the forehead.

The moment was suddenly shattered by the sudden eruption of Trish Stratus music from the loud stage speakers which was now being heard throughout the audience stands.

Lita abruptly broke herself away from the Legend Killer as her eyes squinted in confusion.

"What the hell?!" Lita exclaimed before she briskly walked a couple of yards around Randy Orton to where the nearest live monitor was that was current broadcasting RAW.

The red head made it to the monitor in time to see the cameras capture Trish Stratus standing the middle of the ring. Lita could only assume that Stratus had made her way into the ring during the commercial break, but the question was exactly what the hell was she doing in the ring when she clearly wasn't on tonight's line-up.

"I thought Stratus wasn't supposed to appear at all tonight?" Randy spoke from behind the red head as he watched the devious blonde on the monitor before them both.

"She isn't," Lita commented. Her eyes and her thoughts completely fixed on Trish Stratus as if she was trying to anticipate her no doubt evil intentions.

"What on Earth is going on?!" a voice suddenly exclaimed from the hallway behind Randy and Lita causing the couple to abruptly turn around to see Eric Bischoff practically running in their direction.

"Now I'm not exactly meant to be out here right now, but to hell with it," Trish suddenly started speaking, drawing Randy and Lita's attention back to the monitor before them "But I'm Trish Stratus and I am not only the hottest female talent in the entire WWE, but I am also the WWE Women's Champion."

"That idiot is not meant to be out there in the ring!" Eric Bischoff exclaimed, from his newly adopted place next to Lita.

"I didn't think that Trash or her funbags were on the line up tonight," Lita commented with a smirk as she watched Trish strut around the ring like she owned the place.

"And as the WWE Women's Champion I can do whatever the hell it is I want to do," Trish spoke as she continued to strut around, adjusting the Women's Title on her shoulder "And at the moment what I want to do is to get rid of the massive thorn in my side and that happens to be the so-called number one contender for this Women's Title. Lita."

"What the hell is she doing?!" Randy exclaimed in pure confusion as to what on Earth Trish was going to do next.

"She is lucky she is the WWE Women's Champion," Eric said shaking his head and raising his finger at an imaginary person infront of him "Or she would be the newest person to join the unemployment list! I mean honestly! This isn't in the script! NOT IN THE LEAST BIT IN THE SCRIPT! NOT EVEN A SMIDGE!"

"Now that stupid red head has been dead set on taking my WWE Women's Championship," Trish continued, her eyes slightly narrowing indicating that she was pretty much about to get very very angry "And frankly I am getting sick and tired of her getting all up in my business!"

"What the hell does she think she's doing?" Lita asked out loud, not sure who the question was directed to.

She was genuinely confused, as were Eric Bischoff and Randy Orton, as to what exactly Trish was going on about in the middle of the live telecast of Monday Night RAW. It seemed that no one actually knew what the hell was currently going on, but it was live TV and as much as Eric probably didn't like it there was absolutely nothing that he could do during a live telecast. He could just hope to God that Trish would finish up what she had to say quickly so that when McMahon summoned him for the next post-RAW private meeting, he would make it out alive.

"I am getting sick and tired of everything being 'Lita this' and 'Lita that'!" Trish suddenly started practically exclaiming into the microphone switching into her angry high pitched tone " 'Lita deserves a shot at the title', 'Lita has worked so hard', 'Lita', 'Lita!', 'LITA! LITA! LITA! LITA! LITA!' ARG!"

Lita couldn't help but chuckle slightly as she watched Trish Stratus fuming as she stomped around the ring. Her rock solid fake boobs the only part of her body not wobbling as she jumped around.

"She is a dead woman when she finally gets her ass backstage!" Eric suddenly exclaimed from next to the red head drawing Randy and Lita's attention to him for a mere second before turning back to the RAW monitor "An absolutely dead woman I tell you! D-E-A-D!"

"I AM SICK AND TIRED OF HEARING ABOUT LITA!" Trish continued her rant "I DON'T CARE ABOUT LITA! I DON'T CARE IF SHE DESERVES A SHOT AT THIS TITLE! I AM THE WOMEN'S CHAMPION DAMN IT! I AM THE WWE WOMEN'S CHAMPION!"

Lita could hear the audience's loud boos and jeers in protest of Trish's mental breakdown. She couldn't help but smile as she watched the look of disgust etched across the blonde's face. It was almost as if she were glaring at each and every member of the live RAW audience. Each and every one of them. Trish soon took a deep breath and closed her eyes to compose herself before lifting the microphone to her lips once more.

"I can't wait until Sunday for the chance to kick your ass Lita," Trish started up again, her voice cold and stern "I can't wait til Sunday to show the world how pathetic you are and how you will never EVER be the Women's Champion again! I can't wait til Sunday Lita so you better get your ass out here and let's have this Women's Championship right here and now! C'mon get out here now Lita and let's settle this once and for all! C'mon Lita! Get your ass out here!"

5 minutes later…

"I can't believe this match is happening right now!" Vikki suddenly exclaimed.

Victoria, Christy Hemme, Torrie Wilson and Stacy Keibler were all currently squeezed onto the black leather couch infront of the plasma TV in Randy Orton's backstage locker room. The divas had caught word of what was happening with Trash Stratus in the ring once Jericho and Christian had burst into the diva's locker room practically screaming "Lita. Trish. Women's Championship match. NOW!" The divas had all raced for the door and followed Christian and Jericho back to Randy Orton's dressing room where Edge was seated on a fold out chair almost directly infront of the TV and where Randy was pacing the room, not taking his eyes of the plasma screen.

Edge was still in his same spot only a couple of feet moved back so that everyone else could see the TV too, Jericho was seated on the floor infront of Edge cross-legged like a 5 year old and Christian was seated on the floor between the legs of his wife. Randy, on the other hand, was still pacing. His pacing route had slightly altered so he wasn't pacing infront of everyone infront of the TV, but the Legend Killer was still pacing. Up and down the side of the locker room making everyone ten times more agitated than they needed to be right now.

"Randy man sit down!" Christian called out to Randy, drawing the young man back to reality as his blue eyes found the owner of the voice that had just called to him "You're making everyone nervous!"

"That's because I am nervous!" Randy exclaimed in his own defense.

"Li is doing great Randy," Vikki suddenly interrupted, trying to calm the Legend Killer down "She has been wanting to get her hands on Trish for ages now! She's doing fine out there see!"

Randy took a deep breath as his eyes diverted back to the plasma TV screen in the centre of the room. Lita had just delivered a sharp kick to the mid-section of Trish Stratus followed by a perfectly executed drop kick while the blonde was still doubled over. Randy couldn't help but smile as he thought about the fact that he had personally taught the red head that standing drop kick, but smiling more because his girlfriend was in indeed doing a great job in the ring. She had been in control for 99% of this match so far.

"Vikki's right Randy, Li is doing awesome out there tonight!" Stacy suddenly chimed in, everyone's eyes still glued to the TV screen like all their lives depended on it.

"She is doing so awesome!" Christy chirped as she added her 2 cents to the conversation.

"I hope that Li shuts up Trash once and for all!" Torrie also added.

"Mmm Hmm," everyone in the room responded as the match between the current Women's Champion and the former Women's Champion continued.

Lita was taking a slightly breather as Trish tried to will herself to her feet after that dropkick. The red head didn't take her eyes off her opponent for even a second as she ventured forward to aid Trish up by her bleached blonde hair. This was the match she had been waiting months and months for. This was the match that she had been wanting with Trish Stratus since the day she dared show up in St Louis at the Orton residence to start the whole façade of being pregnant with Randy Orton's child. Ever since that morning. Ever since that day she had been wanting to kick Trish Stratus' teeth right down her pretty little throat and enjoy every moment of it.

Lita finally got Trish is a standing position before her next instinct led her to a sharp and forceful Irish whip which saw Trish heading straight into the top right ring turnbuckle. Lita couldn't help but victoriously smile as she watched Trish wince in pain as the back of her head and neck hit the turnbuckle so fast and hard that the blonde immediately fell face first into the canvas clutching at the back of her neck.

"She is kicking her ass!" Edge exclaimed clapping his hands together with a smile.

"Trash is getting everything she deserves," Vikki snarled under her breath before the entire room gasped before jeers started to be yelled at the TV following a couple of fingers to the eyes of Lita.

"What the hell was that?!" Christy and Torrie exclaimed as they practically stood up on the couch.

"C'mon ref!" Randy Orton yelled at the TV as he watched Lita back away from the turnbuckle clutching at her face.

"BITCH!" Stacy and Vikki exclaimed almost in unison.

Randy wanted to throw something at the TV as he watched that evil and devious look cross the debatable pretty face of the Women's Champion. He could barely watch as Lita take a load of heavy forearms to the face courtesy of Trish, followed by a hard couple of clotheslines which left Lita lying flat on her back in the middle of the ring. The Legend Killer wanted more than anything to just get out there and put an end to the match right there as he watched Trish parade around the ring with the kind of pride like she had just been inducted into the WWE Hall Of Fame.

He knew that Lita was tough. He knew that she could pretty much endure more pain in the ring than most divas could even imagine. He knew that she was strong and she would never give up when it came to that ring, but that didn't change the fact that he would always worry. He would always worry about her everytime she set foot in the ring. He would always worry and expect the worse. Think that the worse case scenario was going to happen. He couldn't help himself and he couldn't understand why he felt like this. He didn't worry at all about any of his matches beforehand. He never worried about something going wrong in any of his matches. He never worried that anything bad was going to happen when he stepped into the ring each and everytime he did. He guessed that he just couldn't help himself when it came to worrying about Lita. His girlfriend. The love of his life. The mother of his child. The woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He guessed he would always worry about her no matter what. He just wanted her to be safe and to never have to experience even the smallest shred of pain every again. That was what he wanted for Lita. That was all he wanted.

"C'mon Li!" Vikki suddenly exclaimed, drawing Randy away from his thoughts and back onto concentrating on the WWE Women's Championship match being televised before him.

Randy watched intently as Trish continued her assault on Lita. The blonde violently kicking Lita in the stomach and then the back. It looked as though Trish was trying to inflict as much pain on Lita as possible with her kicks. The last kick landing hard on the small of Lita's back causing the red head to wince in pain as she tried to slide across the canvas in the direction away from Trish Stratus.

"Get up Li! C'mon!" Jericho started almost chanting to the TV as though Lita in the ring could actually hear him, which clearly wasn't the case.

"How much do I want to kick Trish's ass right now," Stacy spoke shaking her head as she watched Trish pull Lita to her feet by her fiery red locks before pushing her back down, face first into the canvas.

"You can have whatever is left once I am done with her," Randy suddenly spoke, his voice clear and completely serious as he finally stopped pacing with his hands rested on his hips.

Lita winced as she tried to hold her nose, which had just been driven into the canvas, and the small of her back simultaneously. Pretty much everywhere was hurting right now across her body and she wanted to think about having a very long bubble bath later on that night in her very nice hotel room, but she had to concentrate on the match before her. This was pretty much the most important match she had had in a year. A match for the WWE Women's Title was the most important match in her career right now. Something that every diva backstage wanted and something that she wanted. Something that she might not get another chance for in the near future. Something that she felt she still needed to prove. If not to the audience, everyone backstage and Trish Stratus, but to herself. It was almost as if capturing the Women's Title again was something that she needed to prove to herself that she could still do. Sure she'd had a break and had a baby and she wouldn't have changed a thing had she had the chance to do it all over again. She loved her daughter more than anything and she didn't regret taking the time off to have Heidi. She had proved to herself already that she could be a mother. That was something she thought she couldn't be and a job that she thought she couldn't do once upon a time. Now she had to prove that she could be a mother and still do what she loved and do it well. She could still fulfil her passion of wrestling and she could do it as the WWE Women's Champion.

Lita's hazel eyes raised from the canvas as she came face to face with Trish Stratus hovering over her talking trash that Lita couldn't even be bothered to properly understand and process. The red head took a deep breath as she pulled herself to her feet. Eric Bischoff's last words to her still ringing clear in her head.

"Go out there Lita," Eric instructed, his voice clear and stern "It's clearly what the audience wants to see. Go out there and compete for the Women's Championship right now against Stratus. And you make sure you kick that bitch's ass!"

Lita's eyes locked with Trish's and she knew that that was exactly what she was going to do. She ducked to avoid Trish's incoming forearm and managed to retaliate with a forearm of her own. Followed by a couple of extra ones just because she thought Trish deserved them.

"Yeah Li!" Christian started cheering as smiles formed on faces all round as Lita once again managed to have the upper hand in the match.

Randy watched as Lita followed up the hard forearms to an Irish whip into the ring ropes to send Trish flying straight back at her.

"YEAH!" Edge and Vikki exclaimed together as they all watched Lita catch Trish with two consecutive clotheslines before hitting a textbook DDT ramming Trish's head straight into the mat.

"Get the cover!" Christy, Torrie and Stacy all exclaimed in unison.

They all watched as Lita didn't rush for the cover over Trish Stratus motionless body.

"Lita get the cover!" Stacy repeated herself so excited that she was practically jumping up and down in her seat.

"No wait," Jericho said, inching his way closer to the TV "Look!"

All eyes followed Jericho's pointed finger at Lita on the plasma screen as they watched Lita slowly get to her feet.

"No way," Vikki said warily as she knew what Lita's next move was already.

"She's going for the moonsault," Randy commented as his eyes were completely fixed on the red head as she got to her feet and headed towards the turnbuckle.

"Oh god!" Torrie said burying her head into Christy's shoulder "Don't get up Trish! Don't get up!"

It was almost as if everyone was holding their breath as Lita scaled the turnbuckle.

The red head's feet made it to the top rope before she felt her hair being pulled backwards. Trish had made her way to her feet and now had Lita by the hair. Lita tried to elbow in the general direction of where Trish might be but she just couldn't find the blonde's head to connect with. Lita had to sit back down on the turnbuckle to steady herself from falling into complete disaster. She adjusted her position on the turnbuckle just before Trish yanked at her mane of red head causing her to fall backwards back onto the canvas, head and neck first. Lita cried out in pain as she quickly curled herself up and grasped frantically at the back of her neck. It had always been a worry spot for injury ever since she'd had that neck surgery a few years back. Her neck was the spot that she was always scared of injuring again, which would almost certainly be an injury that would be permanent this time.

"Holy shit!" Randy exclaimed as he watched Lita fall back on her neck and head, hard onto the canvas.

"I am seriously going to kill that stupid cow Stratus!" Vikki exclaimed, pretty much fuming at the TV screen.

"I'll help you," Stacy added as she was also fuming at what had just transpired in the ring.

Lita's friends and family in Randy's locker room all sat and watched as Lita remained curled up as she lay on the canvas on her side. Trish was currently bent over her knees, no doubt trying to catch her breath from the DDT that was still showing its effects on the blonde. They all watched as Trish flicked her hair back to come into a standing position. Her eyes just glaring at the red head before an evil smirk crossed her features. The blonde stood there for a couple of seconds just smirking at the hurting body of Lita before she quickly slid out of the ring in the direction of the announcer's tables.

"What the hell is she doing now?!" Jericho exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.

Trish simply strutted in the direction of Lillian Garcia and smirked once again as she reached the blonde ring announcer. You could see the pure hatred in the eyes of the blonde latina as she eyed down the women's champion. Trish simply continued to smirk as she roughly and forceful pulled the women's championship belt from the stagehand sitting right next to Lillian. You could see that Lillian was trying her absolute hardest to restrain herself and not knock Trish out with the ring bell next to her. Trish just stood there for a couple of moment just stroked the championship belt as she eyed off Lillian Garcia, clearing wanting to annoy the other blonde as much as possible before she finally turned heel and headed back into the ring.

"What's she doing with the belt?!" Edge exclaimed, genuinely confused by what Trish was doing at this stage in the match.

Randy threw his hands up to his head as he finally realised what was going on as Trish slid back into the ring and turned her attention back to Lita, who was finally trying to get to her feet in the middle of the ring.

"She's going to hit Li with the belt!" Stacy exclaimed as she too realised what Trish's intentions were.

"But then she'd be disqualified!" Jericho stated, pointing at the referee in the ring "The ref is there and everything!"

"If she gets disqualified she'll lose but...." Randy replied.

"She'll keep the title," Vikki sighed as she finished off what Randy was about to say.

"BITCH!" Christy and Torrie exclaimed angrily in unison.

"C'mon Li!" Stacy started almost chanting "GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!"

Everyone watched as Lita had finally got to her feet, but her head was down as she was still clutching at her sore neck. Trish was positioned and ready to no doubt smash Lita in the head with the championship belt as she Lita finally lifted her head up. The referee was standing beside the blonde obviously ushering her to put the belt down and not do what it was clear she was about to do. Randy couldn't believe this was happening. It couldn't end like this. This was Lita's match and there was no way that it could end like this with Trish getting DQed and getting to keep the title belt. He knew how much Lita wanted this and how much she deserved this.

"C'mon Li," Randy almost whispered under his breath "Get up Li. C'mon Bella, you can do it!

"SHUT UP!" Trish screamed at the referee as she continued to hold the title belt in position to hit Lita square in the jaw "C'mon Lita! GET UP! GET UP!"

Lita sucked in a sharp breath as she continued to clutch her neck. It was hurting like absolute hell right now to be completely honest and she hated that she had a weak when it came to her neck, but there was no way she was going to let it stop her from winning this match. She could hear Trish loud and clear yelling at her to get up and face the blonde, but Lita was taking her time, mostly from the pain, but also because she knew that Trish had something up her sleeve. Whatever it was, Lita was preparing herself, because no doubt with Trish it could be absolutely anything.

"GET UP LITA!" Trish continued to scream at the red head "YOU PATHETIC WORTHLESS BITCH! GET UP! HURRY UP AND GET UP SO I CAN KICK YOUR ASS!"

That was it. Lita flicked her hair up finally and came face to face with Trish and the women's title belt. Before she could register what was happening, the women's title was coming straight for her head. The look of sheer anger and frustration etched on the face of Trish Stratus was almost comical had it not been in the middle of the ring in the middle of the most important match of Lita's career this year. Lita didn't have time to even think. She just reacted on instinct and ducked as Trish and the women's title belt passed straight over the top of her head. The two females immediately turned around to face each other and Trish was met with a sharp kick to the gut which made her drop the title belt immediately. Flowing on complete adrenalin and in-ring instinct, Lita followed the sharp up with a hard twist of fate.

"GET THE COVER!" Everyone in Randy's locker room was yelling at the top of their lungs as they watched Trish's head get rammed into the canvas courtesy of the Twist Of Fate.

"She'll need a new nose after that one!" Christian chuckled to himself.

"C'mon Li! Get the cover!" Vikki exclaimed, practically jumping up and down in her seat.

"Nope, not just yet!" Edge exclaimed, also in excitement.

"What do you mean not just yet?!" Vikki exclaimed, staring at Edge in confusion "She's got Stratus beat right here! She just needs to get the cover!"

"Yeah but this is Li we're talking about," Randy answered for Edge, knowing exactly what his friend was talking about "She's going for the moonsault again!"

All of them watched as Lita indeed quickly got to her feet and almost jogged to the turnbuckle in the corner of the ring, kicking the women's championship belt out of the ring as she went. Lita scaled the turnbuckle as quickly as she could, trying to ignore the pain in her neck. Randy Orton was holding his breath as he watched Lita position herself perfectly before glancing over her shoulder to double check that Stratus was still lying flat on her back in the middle of the ring out cold. Then it was like time stood still as everyone in the room held their breath as Lita flew threw the air executing the perfect moonsault. Her body flying through the air backwards before she landed smack ontop of the motionless body of Trish Stratus.

"OH MY GOD!" all the divas exclaimed in excitement as their watched Lita hook the inside leg as the referee started the count.

"1.....2.....," all the occupants of Randy's locker room started chanting with the crowd as the ref's hand connected with the canvas twice "3!"

The live audience was going absolutely wild as the cheers erupted throughout the arena as Lita's music hit. Randy was smiling like an idiot as he watched the look of relief and pure satisfaction etched on the face on Lita as she lie flat on her back on the canvas trying to catch her breath. Randy looked around the room and all the divas were hugging each other and jumping up and down on his black leather couch, squealing a little in excitement for their fellow WWE diva. The guys were being more cool about the whole situation and keeping their excitement for Lita a little more to themselves, except Christian who was being drawn into the diva celebration by his wife.

"And the winner of this match," Lillian Garcia announced as the ref helped Lita to her feet, after he had successfully retrieved the women's championship belt that was lying on the floor outside the ring "And the NEW WWE Women's Champion.... LITA!"

The crowd were going wild as Lita finally made her way to her feet, accepting the women's title from Mike Cheoda. Lita held the belt in her hands and just gazed at it. She couldn't believe she had done it again. She couldn't believe that she'd come back from maternity leave to be back ontop of her game and now ontop of the WWE women's division. Lita finally snapped herself out of her thoughts as she listened to the crowd's cheers and 'Lita' chants as she lifted the WWE Women's Title high and proud above her head. The camera flashes were going off everywhere. There were live cameras in the ring now circling her, trying to get the best view of the new Women's Champion as possible for the audience watching RAW live at home.

Lita looked directly into the camera infront of her and smiled as it taped her. She smiled as she adjusted the WWE women's championship proudly on her shoulder. She then looked directly into the camera and mouthed the words 'I love you'. The audience watching on the titantron in the arena wouldn't know what she was meant and the audience watching at home wouldn't know who she was directing the comment to, but she knew that Randy Orton was watching from his locker room backstage.

"I love you too," Randy spoke softly under his breath replying to the TV "Congratulations Bella."

A/N: Arg, sorry readers that it has taken me so long to do this chapter! Had been totally busy organising my US visa for my 4 month trip there in May and I just never got around to spend much time on this chapter! Hope you liked it... it was a bit rushed but I hope you can't tell that from the writing of it! It was pretty much a filler chapter and the next one will be two. I hadn't really intended on writing this chapter or the next one, but it kinda tied everything together a little better than if I left them out! Please READ AND REVIEW! Hope you all liked and enjoyed it! Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! Love you guys! Look out for the next chapter, hopefully which I will post very soon – Chapter 54: The Road To Wrestlemania Begins. Keep reading and reviewing, until next time, God Bless, Mrs Bridget Orton xoxo