*** I use "Drive" by The Cars in this chapter. Enjoy! ***

// Who's gonna tell you when it's too late? //

"Lita!" I called from across the hotel lobby. She turned around and looked at me. Her brow kind of scrunched up in distaste.

"Shit," I muttered to myself as I crossed the lobby toward her.

"What are you doing around here?" she asked.

"I'm visiting my sister," I said.

"Oh," she said. "Well, your dad would kill me if he saw me talking to you. Or at least fire me. I'm in enough trouble after breaking up Team Xtreme."

"You okay?" I asked her.

"Why in the hell would you care?" she asked.

"We used to be friends Lita," I said. "You look tired."

"I am tired," she said. "Which is why I'm trying to check into my hotel room. But you seem to want to talk me to death."

"Fine," I said, walking back to where I had been standing to look for my sister.

// Who's gonna tell you things aren't so great? //

"Shane!" Stephanie called to me. I shook thoughts of Lita out of my head. I had come to visit Stephanie because I was worried about her. I knew that she and Jericho had stopped seeing each other for some unknown reason. But something else was wrong.

I went to her and hugged her. We may have done pretty rotten stuff to each other at various times in our lives, but I loved her. "Lunch?" I asked her.

"Sounds great," she said. We walked into the hotel restaurant, knowing she didn't have much time to go find a place to eat.

We were sharing small talk when somebody suddenly walked up to our table. We turned our heads to see Lita standing there. "I just wanted to apologize for how I treated you earlier. I'm tired, but I didn't need to be rude."

"It's no problem," I said. "You should go get some rest."

"I will," she said, nodding her head. "I'll see you around."

"Okay," I said. I watched her walk out of the restaurant.

// You can't go on Thinking nothing's wrong //

"What's wrong with her?" I asked Stephanie.

"She was brought up in the South," Stephanie said. "Do you really need any other explanation?"

"Stop being a snob," I said. "She seems really tired. And even in the ring, she seems to have lost some of her intensity."

"Maybe we should have Kurt talk to her," Stephanie said. "She and Matt broke up. I heard that she had an abortion."

"Abortion is not a dirty word," I said to her.

"I just couldn't imagine making an appointment to kill my own child," Stephanie said. Tears filled her eyes and she looked away.

"What's wrong Steph?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said, smiling back at me. I knew I couldn't exactly believe her.

// Who's gonna drive you home tonight? //

"You're still hanging around here?" Lita asked, when she bumped into me in the lobby.

"I had dinner with Booker and Lance," I said. "I just went up to say good night to Stephanie. We ended up getting into a long conversation and I missed my flight back to Connecticut."

"Why didn't you stay with her?" Lita asked.

"Dad's room is adjoined to hers," I said. "She doesn't need to risk incurring his wrath on my behalf."

"You can stay with me," Lita said.

"That's okay," I said.

"Shane," she said. "It will make me feel better because I was so rude to you earlier today."

"Okay," I agreed. "Thanks."

// Who's gonna pick you up when you fall? //

In the middle of the night I heard sniffling. I sat up and turned towards the other bed and listened. Lita was crying.

"Lita," I whispered to her. Her crying abruptly stopped, but she didn't answer. "Lita, what's wrong sweetheart?"

"Nothing," she said, her voice somewhat muffled.

"You were crying," I pointed out.

"I hurt myself," Lita said.

"You didn't have a match tonight," I replied.

"Shit," she mumbled. She sat up and turned on the light. Her face was blotchy with tear marks. "It's nothing Shane."

"Don't say it's nothing," I said. "I won't tell anyone if you need to talk."

// Who's gonna hang it up when you call? //

"I'm fine," she said. "Really."

I got out of my bed and walked over to sit in front of her. "I've always liked you Lita, you know that. I was never one of the people who went after you. You can trust me."

"I know," Lita said, reaching out a hand to caress my cheek. "You have eyes like him. So caring, so intense."

"Like who?" I asked.

"Matt," Lita whispered.

"It's because he broke up with you, isn't it?" I asked her. "That bastard!"

"I broke up with him Shane," Lita said. "I broke his heart and couldn't leave him until I saw it was destroying him."

"You broke his heart?" I asked her.

"I had an abortion," Lita said, hanging her head in shame. "He did everything he could to talk me out of it. I would be eight months pregnant right now."

"How did that break his heart sweetie?" she asked.

"He loved that baby from the first moment I told him about it," Lita said. "But I still went and got the abortion. And I stayed with him. I let him pick me up off of the ground. I let him fix me."

// Who's gonna pay attention to your dreams? //

"Is that so bad?" I asked her. "Didn't you love him?"

"Of course I did," Lita said. "But I ignored that he was hurting too. I let it be all about my pain. I didn't care that he was hurting."

"He loved you too Lita," I said. "He probably just wanted to help you."

"I don't know," Lita said. "I mean, he loved me, but the pain was killing him. He smiles now at least."

"I bet you haven't talked to anyone about this," I said. "Have you?"

"Does it matter?" Lita asked.

"Of course it does Lita," I said, pulling her into a hug. "You shouldn't have to live through this alone. You haven't done anything wrong."

"I killed my baby!" Lita exclaimed, pushing away from me.

// Who's gonna plug their ears when you scream? //

"No, you made a decision," I told her.

"I made the wrong decision," she replied, all of the pain she felt clear in her hazel eyes.

"You made the best decision you could at the time," I told her, trying to be as soothing as possible. "Why did you decide to have an abortion?"

"Because of my career," Lita said. "And because I wasn't sure I could trust Matt."

"And would you be having a match tomorrow for the women's belt if you hadn't had an abortion?" I asked her. "Would you have automatically trusted Matt not to hurt you if you hadn't had an abortion?"

"I don't know," Lita said.

"Yes you do," I told her. "I know it hurts, I'm not trying to take that away from you. But you can't let the abortion dictate your life. You weren't meant to have a baby yet."

"What about Matt?" Lita asked.

"If you guys were supposed to be together still, you would be," I told her. "You'll always love him, but it will fade."

"When?" she asked me, looking at me like a child who had just asked why the sky was blue.

"When you're ready," I told her.

// You can't go on Thinking nothing's wrong //

"This is Shane McMahon," I said, picking up my ringing office phone.

"Hey Shane," a pretty, happy voice said.

"Lita," I said, leaning back in my chair. "How are you doing sweetie."

"Pretty good," Lita said. "We're in New York this week. I was wondering if you were free for dinner tomorrow."

"Sure," I said. "Just give me your information and I'll pick you up."

"Great," she said. We chatted for a few more moments.

Over the three months since I had spent the night in her room, we had talked on a regular basis. She was gradually coming to accept the choice she had made and she realized that the choice hadn't made her a bad person.

I could see the difference every time I saw her on television. She smiled a little more often. She was wrestling better than ever. She had regained her confidence.

I had never meant to do it, but I fell in love with her. I didn't actually spend too much time with her, but we talked all the time. And I loved the person she was, the dreams she had, and the way she treated everyone around her.

But I couldn't exactly tell her. She wasn't ready for that.

// Who's gonna drive you home tonight? //

"Shane!" Lita said, running to me and embracing me.

"Hey Lita," I said, swinging her around in a circle. "How are you doing?"

"Great," she said.

"How does Italian food sound?" I asked her. "And then a concert in the park?"

"Wonderful," she said. She slipped her hand into mine and we walked out of the hotel.

// Who's gonna hold you down when you shake? //

We danced to the band that played in the park. She felt perfect in my arms. I loved everything about the way we moved together. All I wanted to do was dance with her for the rest of my life. I'm not a normally sappy person, but all of my feelings were sappy in those moments I held her in my arms.

"Your sister has been spending time with Matt," Lita commented.

"Really?" I asked. "How do you feel about that?"

"Well, I worry about him," Lita said. "And I will kill her if she hurts him."

"Good to know," I replied.

"He deserves to be happy," Lita said.

"So do you," I replied, pulling my head up just a bit so I could look into her warm hazel eyes.

// Who's gonna come around when you break? //

Involuntarily, I tore myself away from Lita. "Shane? What's wrong Shane?"

"Nothing," I said, still walking a few more steps away from her.

"Then why did you pull away from me?" Lita asked.

"Because I was going to do something I really shouldn't have," I said.

"Why don't you let me be the judge of that?" she asked.

"I was going to kiss you Lita," I said.

"And the problem with that is?" Lita asked.

// You can't go on Thinking nothing's wrong //

"You're not ready for that," I said.

"Why are you making decisions for me Shane?" Lita asked. There was an amused look on her face and no anger in her tone.

"I just want to treat you like I should," I said.

"I think you should do what you feel Shane McMahon," Lita said. "You shouldn't overthink everything. You're the one who taught me that."

"I did?" I asked.

"And you can't change everything," Lita said. "No matter how much you want to."

"No you can't," I said.

"I can't change that I'm in love with you," Lita said. "But I don't want to."

// Who's gonna drive you home tonight? //

"You don't?" I asked.

"Why would I?" Lita asked. "You're the guy who saw through my tough exterior and saw that I needed help. You were the one who helped me look inside of me. You helped me like me again."

"I did all of that?" I asked.

"Yeah," Lita said.

"So I can kiss you?" I asked her.

"I might be hurt if you didn't," Lita said, pulling me closer to her.

// You know you can't go on Thinking nothing's wrong //

We had our problems, but every couple does. For awhile it was distance, but once I finally reconciled with my dad, that stopped. With Lita and I we just had to always speak our minds, do what we needed to do and nothing was ever wrong.

We helped each other to recognize who we were and all of our dreams. And I could never imagine my life without her.

// Who's gonna drive you home tonight? //