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Andrew Martin got up from the weight machine he was working with and stared at his best friend in disbelief. "You have too much time on your hands. That's all I gotta say."

"Ya think?" RVD asked, detangling himself from the complicated stretch he was currently putting his body through. He set the free weights down as well and stood up. "Nah, you're just jealous of my skills."

"That has to be it." Andrew muttered with a small grin.

A faint ringing started that could barely be heard over the buzz of the gym and RVD reached into Andrew's bag and tossed him his cell phone.

"Hello?" He answered, looking back at Rob warily as he began a whole new set of routines for his body.

"Andrew?" A faint voice asked.

He could barely understand the voice because the connection kept breaking up. "Yeah, this is me. Trish, is that you?"

"It's me, yeah. Get to the hospital as soon as you can."

Andrew sat up straight form the lounging position on the floor. "Why, what's wrong? Is everyone okay?" His end of the conversation now had Rob's attention, who was listening intently.

"It's Stacy." Trish answered quietly and he felt his heart drop as he dropped the phone to the floor.

"I gotta go." He said briefly to his friend, nearly sprinting out of the room.

Rob glanced between the retreating figure, his bags still left on the floor, and finally the phone that was still blinking. "Trish, is that you?" He asked after picking up the phone.

There was no answer and he shut the phone off with a shrug.





I'll stand by you

I'll stand by you

Won't let nobody hurt you

I'll stand by you

Bubba and D-Von looked up at the figure that burst into the waiting room on the fifth floor. Andrew skidded to a stop in front of them and stared, worry evident on his voice.

"We don't know what happened." Bubba supplied before the words could even get out of Andrew's mouth. "We were leaving the arena after our match and we saw Trish and she ran up to us and was crying hysterically and pointing." They took the time to glance over at the blonde diva, who was trying to be comforted by Lita. "Spike stayed with her and we went to investigate when we found Stacy. She looked like she was on the receiving end of a terrible beating. There was blood all over the place and the bruises. But there was no one in the room when we got there." He finished finally and both D-Von and Andrew looked like they were going to be sick.

"Can I go in to see her?" He asked either of the two Dudleys.

"The doctors won't let anyone see her right now." Trish answered as she approached them slowly. "They said she's in too bad of a condition." She smiled weakly. "I just think they wouldn't want us to see her like she is."

"Why?" Andrew asked, feeling the fear rise to his chest.

"I already told you." Bubba replied impatiently. "And no offense, but I don't want to repeat it again." He leaned over and cupped his hand around his ear. "I don't want to upset Trish anymore then she already is too."

Victoria suddenly rushed into the waiting room and Trish visibly tensed up.

"Is she okay?" She asked urgently, a worried look on her face. "I heard something happened to Stacy. Is she hurt?"

"You tell me." Trish snapped, stalking up to the brunette. She shook her arm free from D-Von's grasp and stood toe-to-toe with Victoria.

Her smile faltered a bit but shook her head. "Trish, what are you talking about? Stacy's my friend just like she is yours and I want her to be okay."

"Like hell you do." Trish hissed. "I don't know what's going on between you guys but I'm sure as hell going to find out. Stacy is my real friend and if you're doing anything to hurt her I'll make sure to personally break your neck."

So if you're mad, get mad

Don't hold it all inside

Come on and talk to me now

"You honestly think you could do something to me?" Victoria scoffed. "The only thing you know how to do is prance around the ring acting like a damn slut."

"Oh no you just didn't." Trish asked her eyes blazing. "You're a crazy psycho bitch who gets her kicks out of tormenting people until they go insane, now isn't that right?"

Victoria smirked. "Yeah, pretty much."

"You bitch!" Trish exclaimed, lunging after the unsuspecting girl. They both fell to the ground and Trish started slamming her head against the floor. Suddenly two arms encircled her waist and she was lifted off of Victoria and held back. "Andrew, I swear to God you better let me go."

Victoria was being held back by D-Von and looked like she wanted to get at Trish as much as Trish wanted to get at her.

A few security guards rushed into the room and spotted the small crowd that had formed around the two girls.

"What's going on here?" The taller one demanded, stepping in between the two. There was no answer. "I'm going to have to ask both of you to leave then, since nobody feels the need to tell me what the hell is going on."

Trish brushed her hair away from her face. "That psycho was saying stuff about my friend, who she, by the way, put into the hospital and I got pissed."

"Do you have proof?"

"About what?"

He rolled his eyes. "That this girl was the one that put your friend into the hospital."

Trish frowned. "Well, not exactly. But I know it was her." She nodded her head emphatically.

"Oh well, as long as we have your word to go on. Let's arrest her Charlie." The shorter one added sarcastically. He turned to address the two. "This is a hospital. As tempting as it is to see two lovely ladies rolling around on the floor, the patients need to recuperate."

"Sexist pig." Trish muttered, watching the retreating guards.

A doctor entered the room and looked down at his clipboard. "I can allow one person to go see Miss Keibler."

Trish brushed past everyone else and stood in front of the man. "I want to go see her first."

He obliged and led her quickly to her friend's room.

"Where the hell does she get off going to see Stacy first?" Andrew demanded and both Dudleys smirked.

"The girl wants something, nobody's going to get in her way." D-Von said. "Which is why I'd absolutely hate to be Victoria right about now."

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*Yawn* I am so tired. I think I just spent two straight hours typing. I need to go get some food!