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3.

Molly was everyone's best friend, or as least, she used to be until she became the Hurricane's valet. She felt her eye twitch at the thought of Hurricane Helms, Shane as she called him in private. He had basically manipulated her into being his valet. That night after he had kidnapped her from the arena, he made his proposition firm and clear. Either she joined him or he'd find a way to hurt her and everyone she loved, including her cousins and her beloved Spike. She threatened to tell all her friends about him, and he threatened to do likewise.

Molly knew that his friends wouldn't just let him get beat up by her friends, especially since they were already at a full-scale rivalry at the time. She would have only escalated things, it would have been an excuse for everyone to start fighting. And he still probably would succeed in hurting her, her family, and Spike. She didn't want to make things any worse than they already were. So, she did what she thought was the right thing to do, join Shane. He told her she'd better do a good job of making people believe she wanted to be with him, or else. He never said what 'or else' was, and she had never liked the way 'or else' sounded.

That's where he had come in. He had came to her one night as she sat contemplating her fate and wondered what lie ahead for her. She was in a particularly bad mood because she had just had another confrontation with Ivory. It was obvious that Ivory liked Shane, but he didn't pay her much attention. She blamed Molly for that. He listened to her as she went on and on about Shane, Ivory, and everything else. She didn't expect things to go as far as they had with him. She knew he was with Lita. Lita was her friend, and she would never do anything to intentionally hurt Lita.

Love spawned from friendship. He was always there to listen to her, and she didn't even realize that things were becoming more than friendly between them. It was like one day she just woke and realized that they were considered a couple. It was more like she walked into the women's locker room one day, and everyone looked at her in disbelief. Stacy filled her in on why everyone was staring at her, and then she realized she was being coupled with him whether she liked it or not. She didn't mind, but she could only wonder what would happen once word got back to Lita and Shane.

Shane had took it better than she expected. She thought it was because he was scared of him, not that Shane shouldn't be. Shane grumbled about it for a few days, but that was pretty much it. He didn't cause a big scene, he was content with just being able to shoot dirty looks her 'lover's' way. Ivory sort of smirked at her, at first. It was like she was telling Molly through her looks that Shane was going to leave her soon. Molly didn't care, in fact, she invited it. She had only a brief run-in with Lita that left her feeling more than a little guilty.

"Molly!" She heard Lita's voice call behind her. Molly had been sitting alone in the women's locker room getting ready for one of Shane's matches. Molly looked up to see a distressed Lita. She had never seen Lita look so worried in her life. A voice of guilt told Molly it was her fault. She tried to disregard it. She tried to tell herself she didn't know what Lita wanted, but in her heart, she knew.

"What's up, Lita." Molly said trying to keep her voice from shaking.

"Please tell me it isn't true?" Lita begged, biting her lip. Lita searched Molly's face, Molly knew her guilty look told it all. The next words that came out of Lita's mouth were a whisper. "Please, Molly."

"I'm sorry." was all Molly said. Lita's eyes were glistening. She saw Lita cover her face, Molly looked away, guilty. She heard Lita take in a deep breath and a soft groan escaped Lita's lips.

"Why, of all the guys that you could've had, why him?" Lita cried. Molly looked back at her friend, but would Lita still consider her a friend after this. Tears were slowly coming down Lita's face. Molly felt her own eyes start to water, she hadn't meant to hurt Lita. She could see all of Lita's pain on her face, and it tore Molly up inside. She had never seen Lita cry before, Molly had always considered Lita too strong to cry.

"I didn't mean for it to happen. I swear. " Molly said flustered. Molly continued to try and explain herself, but she could see her words were falling on deaf ears. Lita just stared at her shaking her head at Molly.

"I would have never expected you do something as low as this. What about Spike? I thought you loved Spike. What about Hurricane Helms?" Lita finally said interrupting Molly. She didn't wait for an answer as she turned and walked out the room. Lita was right about one thing, Molly thought that she loved Spike too. Now her emotions were all jumbled, and she wasn't sure what she felt for Spike anymore.

It was funny how things changed in so little time. Once upon a time, the only person she ever thought about was Spike. Then he had come into the picture and stole her heart. She couldn't deny her attraction to him. She had tried many times to steer clear of him. There were so many reasons why he wasn't right for her, but none of those reasons had anything to do with her or what she wanted. Molly felt she was being selfish for wanting him for herself. He hadn't been hers first, so what right did she had to want him to be exclusively with her? But she couldn't ignore the fact that shen she was around him, she felt butterflies fluttering around in her stomach.

She always wondered what it was about her that made him like her. She wasn't vivacious as Lita or as sultry as Trish. She was just Molly Holly, all-american southern grown girl. She wasn't sexy, and she would be the first to admit that she was more than a little naive at times. She was happy with simple things, she didn't need to do a lot to be happy. She was somewhat of a tomboy. She wasn't anything at all like Lita or Trish. He seemed happy with her the way she was. He told her never to try to change herself because then she wouldn't be the Molly that he fell in love with. If he loved her, why was he still with Lita and Trish?

When Trish had come into the picture, she had cried. That was good old Molly Holly, shedding tears when she should have went upside his head with a fist. He had tried to assure her it wasn't anything that she had done to make him run to Trish. She couldn't get over the initial shock of it. Trish Stratus of all people, she felt like crawling into a hole. How was Molly suppose to ever compete with Trish Stratus? Lita was one thing, but Trish was a complete different species of woman. Trish was like the epitome of sleazy, nasty women, she used her body to get what she wanted, and men ate it up. She couldn't imagine having to share him with Trish. She had a hard enough time dealing with his relationship with Lita.

Molly closed her eyes trying to clear her head when the knock came on the door. Shane wasn't in at the moment, and no one she knew ever came by the dressing room because all her friends thought Shane was obnoxious. Not that she blamed them, he was rather annoying. She weighed in her mind whether she should answer the door or not. It could be important, but then again it could be Ivory. Molly refused to stay in a room with Ivory for more than two seconds without someone being there. Molly's curiousity got the best of her. She walked over to the door and opened it without hesitation. She frowned up slightly at the person.

"Trish. What brings you here?" Molly asked eyeing Trish. Trish didn't say anything as she walked into the room and closed the door. Molly raised her eyebrows at her. "Shane... I mean Hurricane will be back in a minute if you're looking for him."

"So, he's Shane now, huh? Does that mean you two are getting close?" Trish asked pointing out Molly's slip of tongue.

"No, it doesn't mean a thing. Tell me what you want." Molly said her frown deepening. She didn't like the snotty tone that Trish was using to speak to her. Trish always knew how to get on one's nerves.

"I'm here because we, meaning you, me, and Lita, need to talk. Things are really starting to get out of hand." Trish said in her same tone.

"Were things ever in hand? I don't think one guy dating three women is exactly a controlled situation." Molly said mentally congratulating herself for being able to come up with a witty response.

"Interesting point." Trish said picking up one of Shane's comics. She frowned at it and threw it back on the table. "The Green Lantern. How do you put up with Hurricane?"

"I don't know, I just do." Molly said wishing Trish would hurry up. "You're losing your point Trish. I know you're not here to talk about Hurricane Helms."

"You're right. I want to meet with you and Lita after the show tonight, and I need you to tell Lita about the meeting. I think one fight a day is enough." Trish finally said picking up Molly's tiara off the table and placing it on her own head. Trish looked at herself in the mirror and let out a self satisfied 'uh-huh'.

"What if Lita says no? Wait. How do you know I'll even accept?" Molly asked advancing towards Trish and snatching her tiara out of Trish blonde tresses. Trish let out a little gasp, then shrugged. Molly placed the tiara back on the table next to Shane's comics.

"What other choice do we have? If he's not going to make a decision between the three of us. It's up to us to help him make a decision." Trish said her eyes glittering dangerously. Molly didn't say anything as she stared at Trish. "We'll meet in my room. If we're not all there by midnight, I'll come in search of whoever's missing. I promise you that. Don't disappoint me, Mighty Molly."

With that, Trish turned and strutted out of the room leaving Molly speechless. Trish was right in a way. They did need to talk, but they couldn't force him to make a decision. She let out a sigh and went in search of Lita. She found her sitting in the Team Extreme dressing room. Molly tried to ease some of the tension between them by offering her a friendly smile, but Lita's eyes on darkened, her expression remained grim. Molly felt herself start to clam up. She told Lita what Trish said quickly and left. She went back to Shane's dressing room and let out the shaky groan of frustration she had been holding. Shane was sitting in a chair reading one of his comics. He looked over the book at her oddly.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked.

"Nothing." She replied. He stood up from his chair and walked over to her. He grabbed her jaw and made her look him in the eye. He let go of her and picked up his cape from his chair.

"We've got a match to go to." He said picking up her tiara and pushing it towards her. She took it from him and placed it on her head. She followed him out the door.

"Isn't that your boyfriend?" Shane taunted pointing down the hallway.

He was going into the Team Extreme dressing room. Molly felt her heart drop. She heard Shane chuckle beside her. She glared at Shane, just what did he find so funny? She sucked up her misery and held her head high. She had a job to do, but as she walked down the ramp with Shane, she couldn't get her mind off him.

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author's notes: As I'm sure you know Hurricane Helms was known as Sugar Shane Helms in WCW and when he first debuted in the WWF. So, that's why I used his name Shane cause I get tired of calling him Hurricane Helms, Hurricane, and/or Helms. So don't mistake him with Shane McMahon who unfortunately will not be able to make an appearance in this story. There's another person for you to strike out Shane McMahon. :D