She never had liked hospitals,especially when she was alone. And she was alone now, the rest of the federation being somewhere else. She flicked through the channels on the television, bored out of her brain. She heard the door swing open and waited for the nurse to leave. Looking up to ask the nurse a question, she saw it was not a nurse, but in fact it was Brock Lesnar.
Lita gasped out loud, both in surprise and amazement. Brock smiled shyly, not sure whether Lita was glad he was there or not.
"Um..if you want me to leave..i can.." He started to say, but was stopped by Lita's laugh.
"Don't be silly, I was just surprised, thats all. Your my first visitor." She told him, noticing how nervous he looked.
"Sit down." She commanded softly. He smiled his thanks and took the offered seat next to Lita's hospital bed. He glanced up at the television just as Lita turned it off.
"Oh, sorry, do you want me to turn ut back on?" She asked, reaching for the remote control again. Her hand was stopped by Brocks, pulling her smaller one away from the remote.
"Nah, it's not as interesting as you." He winked at her, wondering where the hell this sudden confidence was coming from. He snapped out of his thoughts when Lita giggles softly.
"Sorry..just remembering something funny about Trish and the remote the other night."She told him, laughing at his raised eyebrow.
It was only then that she realised what he said, and starting blushing.
"Uh..thanks" she stammered, trying to save face before she jumped him right there.
They sat like that for awhile, just chatting about small things in their lives and swapping funny stories. It wasn't until the conversation turned to Lita's injury that things got uncomfortable.
"Are you scared?" Brock asked softly.
"A little. I'm more scared about the fact that if something s wrong, I could be out for awhile, and..nobody...will...care."she confessed, the tears running down her face.
Brock was unsure of what to do, but when she curled up into a ball, her sobs getting louder, he got up off his chair and sat next her on the bed, wrapping his large arms around her small body.
"Shh, it's okay. I promise..if something is wrong, everybody will care."
"Th..thanks. I just feel so lonely lately, sonce Brad and everything...I...I..I just want someone to look me in the eye and say 'Lita, everything will be alright', you know, like in the movies." She laughed in spite of herself. She wanted this moment to last forever. She felt so right in Brock's arms, so safe and warm.
Looking up at Brock, she smiled at him, slightly taken back by his serious face. She still smiled when he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, opening her lips with his tongue. He pulled back suddenly, searching her face for any sign sof doubt or anger. Finding none, he laughed when Lita smiled brightly then pulled him in for a passionate kiss. They stayed like this for awhile, breaking away minutes later to catch their breath.
"About freakin time boy. You know how long I've been waitin' for ya to do that?" Lita laughed, her warm breath sending shivers down Brock's neck.
"Sorry, wasn't sure if my feelings were gonna be returned or not." He smiled at her.
"Well, I hope you got the answer now."
"I think I do" he told her, kissing her again.
The two sat there, kissing and holding one another untilt he doctor came in to wheel Lita away. She suddenly got very nervous and somewhat scared, but her nerves were silenced when she felt Brocks hand on her own.
"Dont worry, Lita, everything will be alright." He told her , looking straight into her eyes.
Smiling at his words, Lita couldn't help but kiss him quickly.
"Will you be here later?" She asked innocently.
"I'll be waiting right here?" He told her, watching them wheel her away.