Lita was daydreaming as she sat alone in the women's locker-room,
with only the TV monitor to keep her company.
She wasn't scheduled for a match that evening and so had decided to
wear her denim mini-skirt, fishnets and boots, with a red off the
shoulder top. Her copper hair was pulled half up, and the rest hung
in loose curls around her shoulders.
She looked fantastic, especially after all the news she had received
on the night before last.
Stephanie McMahon was pregnant with Eric Bischoff's child. Lita
shuddered at the thought, closing her eyes and putting her head in
her hands. She hadn't spoken to her father yet.and she didn't really
want to.maybe it was better if he didn't know.maybe.
Lita got up and left the room, with only one destination in her mind.
she had to talk to Stephanie. She turned a corner in the wide
corridor, and collided headfirst with a tanned chest, causing her to
fall harshly to the ground.
"Watch it!" she yelled angrily, and then her heart instantly softened
as she looked up into Edge's surprised grey/green eyes. He smiled at
her and helped the diva to her feet.
"Hey there, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you."
Lita gave him a glance over.he certainly was sight to behold, clad in
his wrestling tights and muscular bare chest. She shook her head
slightly to rid her of her wicked thoughts. She couldn't feel like
that towards the man.not anymore.not since her injury.not since.
"How have you been? I like the hair." Edge spoke up, still smiling
at her.honestly, the man never stopped.
Lita frowned, and narrowed her eyes.
"What do you care?" She snapped and wiped that gorgeous smile off his
face.
"Uh.I." Edge stammered, surprised by his friend's anger towards him.
He was sure that he hadn't done anything to upset her. Well if you
don't count knocking her on her ass.but that was an accident.
"Forget it." Lita spat, pushing past the tall blond Canadian and
walking down the hall, leaving him standing there, speechless. She
didn't have time to stand around chatting with Edge. Not when there
were much more important things on her mind.
She knocked on the general manager's door and waited till Steph
answered.
Lita stepped inside the office and scanned the room. Steph was
standing behind her desk, looking pretty irate and opposite her stood
Paul Heyman and Kurt Angle.great.
"Hey Lita, don't worry, Paul and Kurt were just leaving." The
brunette glared at the two men, who took the hint and began to walk
out. Paul winked at Lita as he passed, and she couldn't help but
wonder what they'd been talking about.
Once the door had shut, Lita took a seat at the desk and shot the
other woman a sympathetic smile. Deep down, she really did feel
sorry for her.
"Hey Steph, how are you doing?" She asked, glancing at Stephanie's
stomach, pushing aside the thought that the baby inside was
technically her little brother/sister, as well as being her.
"Actually Lita, I'm feeling so much better today, thanks to you,"
Stephanie grinned and ran over to Lita, linking arms.
"Um.I really didn't do anything."
"Yes you did. You listened to me and you were there for me when I
needed someone. Plus you didn't judge me, or tell me I was stupid or
anything.and I'm grateful." Stephanie spoke, and the former redhead
fidgeted uncomfortably.
"I have a surprise for you," Steph added excitedly.
"Yeah?" Lita said uneasily as the brunette practically dragged her
from the room and down the corridor, "Where are we going Steph?"
Stephanie laughed.
"To the ring of course!"
with only the TV monitor to keep her company.
She wasn't scheduled for a match that evening and so had decided to
wear her denim mini-skirt, fishnets and boots, with a red off the
shoulder top. Her copper hair was pulled half up, and the rest hung
in loose curls around her shoulders.
She looked fantastic, especially after all the news she had received
on the night before last.
Stephanie McMahon was pregnant with Eric Bischoff's child. Lita
shuddered at the thought, closing her eyes and putting her head in
her hands. She hadn't spoken to her father yet.and she didn't really
want to.maybe it was better if he didn't know.maybe.
Lita got up and left the room, with only one destination in her mind.
she had to talk to Stephanie. She turned a corner in the wide
corridor, and collided headfirst with a tanned chest, causing her to
fall harshly to the ground.
"Watch it!" she yelled angrily, and then her heart instantly softened
as she looked up into Edge's surprised grey/green eyes. He smiled at
her and helped the diva to her feet.
"Hey there, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you."
Lita gave him a glance over.he certainly was sight to behold, clad in
his wrestling tights and muscular bare chest. She shook her head
slightly to rid her of her wicked thoughts. She couldn't feel like
that towards the man.not anymore.not since her injury.not since.
"How have you been? I like the hair." Edge spoke up, still smiling
at her.honestly, the man never stopped.
Lita frowned, and narrowed her eyes.
"What do you care?" She snapped and wiped that gorgeous smile off his
face.
"Uh.I." Edge stammered, surprised by his friend's anger towards him.
He was sure that he hadn't done anything to upset her. Well if you
don't count knocking her on her ass.but that was an accident.
"Forget it." Lita spat, pushing past the tall blond Canadian and
walking down the hall, leaving him standing there, speechless. She
didn't have time to stand around chatting with Edge. Not when there
were much more important things on her mind.
She knocked on the general manager's door and waited till Steph
answered.
Lita stepped inside the office and scanned the room. Steph was
standing behind her desk, looking pretty irate and opposite her stood
Paul Heyman and Kurt Angle.great.
"Hey Lita, don't worry, Paul and Kurt were just leaving." The
brunette glared at the two men, who took the hint and began to walk
out. Paul winked at Lita as he passed, and she couldn't help but
wonder what they'd been talking about.
Once the door had shut, Lita took a seat at the desk and shot the
other woman a sympathetic smile. Deep down, she really did feel
sorry for her.
"Hey Steph, how are you doing?" She asked, glancing at Stephanie's
stomach, pushing aside the thought that the baby inside was
technically her little brother/sister, as well as being her.
"Actually Lita, I'm feeling so much better today, thanks to you,"
Stephanie grinned and ran over to Lita, linking arms.
"Um.I really didn't do anything."
"Yes you did. You listened to me and you were there for me when I
needed someone. Plus you didn't judge me, or tell me I was stupid or
anything.and I'm grateful." Stephanie spoke, and the former redhead
fidgeted uncomfortably.
"I have a surprise for you," Steph added excitedly.
"Yeah?" Lita said uneasily as the brunette practically dragged her
from the room and down the corridor, "Where are we going Steph?"
Stephanie laughed.
"To the ring of course!"