"I know what you did with Lita. And, I don't mind,
really. I was the one who mentioned it."
"Lita was fired." He said.
"I know." I replied. Outside I tried to show
compassion, but inside I was jumping for joy.
"Ah, wasn't worth it. Everyone turned on me."
"I'll talk to them about it."
"No need. They came around." He said. "Now, what I
have to talk to you about."
"Before you do, I need to say something." I sat up.
"Me and you, you and me, it wouldn't work. What I've
got with Jeff is now getting better. I don't want to
lose it. You are a great friend to me, and I need
that. With Lita leaving, Team Xtreme is done and isn't
going to put back together. And, I know we work great
solo, but would you care to tag with me, as a great
friend. I know we could do great. Be an amazing team."
He looked up at me with a smile. "Sure." He answered.
"I mean, c'mon we are the best!"
"True, true." He said.
"When I get out of here, we'll tag together."
"Should we go for the betls?" He asked.
"Nah, you have yours, and I'm getting a great shot at
the Intercontiental, even though Jericho has it."
"That's some honer." He said.
"Chyna won it already." I replied. "Not like I'm the
first."
"Still." He said. "No other woman has."
"We need a name."
"Double D."
"We're not talking about a bra size!" I cried.
"Destiny, Damien. Double D. You have a better idea?"
"No." I answered. "Test and Albert were T&A."
"Exactly." He said. "We're gonna be awesome."
"It's true, it's true!"
"Don't quote Angel." He told me.
"Yeah, sorry."
He left shortly after that. Jeff came in. I told him
about me and Damien and the tag idea. He said it would
be a good idea. He kissed me before we left.
"You know you're my girl now." He said.
I nodded, and he left. I sat in the hospital bed very
happy. I would have been happier if I knew what was
wrong with me.
"You worked yourself too hard too fast." The doctor
said. "There is some fluid that is surrounding your
spine and brain that needs to be drained. It's a
simple procuder."
"Meningitis?"
"Something like." He answered. "When you had your
first injury the blow caused the membranes around your
spine to get all mixed up. They are now putting
pressure on parts of your spine and brain causing your
right side to feel numb."
"What kind of procedure is this?"
"A surgical one. Now, don't worry, it's a quick one.
The only reason we have to use surgery is because
we're dealing with your spinal cord. We go in and
drain the fluid first. Then, we insert a small cloth
like materical around your spine. That will come out
in a few weeks."
"Ok." I said. "When do I go up?"
"As soon as we can get you there."\
That was very soon. Within minutes they were telling
me to count back from 100 so the drugs could take
effect. The next thing I remember was waking up in the
recovery room and a pain shooting down my back
really. I was the one who mentioned it."
"Lita was fired." He said.
"I know." I replied. Outside I tried to show
compassion, but inside I was jumping for joy.
"Ah, wasn't worth it. Everyone turned on me."
"I'll talk to them about it."
"No need. They came around." He said. "Now, what I
have to talk to you about."
"Before you do, I need to say something." I sat up.
"Me and you, you and me, it wouldn't work. What I've
got with Jeff is now getting better. I don't want to
lose it. You are a great friend to me, and I need
that. With Lita leaving, Team Xtreme is done and isn't
going to put back together. And, I know we work great
solo, but would you care to tag with me, as a great
friend. I know we could do great. Be an amazing team."
He looked up at me with a smile. "Sure." He answered.
"I mean, c'mon we are the best!"
"True, true." He said.
"When I get out of here, we'll tag together."
"Should we go for the betls?" He asked.
"Nah, you have yours, and I'm getting a great shot at
the Intercontiental, even though Jericho has it."
"That's some honer." He said.
"Chyna won it already." I replied. "Not like I'm the
first."
"Still." He said. "No other woman has."
"We need a name."
"Double D."
"We're not talking about a bra size!" I cried.
"Destiny, Damien. Double D. You have a better idea?"
"No." I answered. "Test and Albert were T&A."
"Exactly." He said. "We're gonna be awesome."
"It's true, it's true!"
"Don't quote Angel." He told me.
"Yeah, sorry."
He left shortly after that. Jeff came in. I told him
about me and Damien and the tag idea. He said it would
be a good idea. He kissed me before we left.
"You know you're my girl now." He said.
I nodded, and he left. I sat in the hospital bed very
happy. I would have been happier if I knew what was
wrong with me.
"You worked yourself too hard too fast." The doctor
said. "There is some fluid that is surrounding your
spine and brain that needs to be drained. It's a
simple procuder."
"Meningitis?"
"Something like." He answered. "When you had your
first injury the blow caused the membranes around your
spine to get all mixed up. They are now putting
pressure on parts of your spine and brain causing your
right side to feel numb."
"What kind of procedure is this?"
"A surgical one. Now, don't worry, it's a quick one.
The only reason we have to use surgery is because
we're dealing with your spinal cord. We go in and
drain the fluid first. Then, we insert a small cloth
like materical around your spine. That will come out
in a few weeks."
"Ok." I said. "When do I go up?"
"As soon as we can get you there."\
That was very soon. Within minutes they were telling
me to count back from 100 so the drugs could take
effect. The next thing I remember was waking up in the
recovery room and a pain shooting down my back