JR: Hello everyone and welcome to another exciting edition of Monday night Raw! I'm Jim Ross along side with Jerry Lawler.

King: That's right JR, we've got nothing but raw action tonight. Tell them about it.

JR: Alright King, last week we saw some heat breaking out through the McMahon and Helmsly families as Triple H attacked Stephanie, let's go back to that.

Last week on Raw.

"I know you've been seeing somebody else." Triple H was saying.

"Don't take that tone with me Hunter, I know you've been coming to SmackDown for more than one reason." Stephanie growled shrilly.

"You're right, I've been trying to make Matt's life a living hell."

"Why can't you just leave your brother alone."

"Oh, and why would you care?"

"I, well I." Stephanie stammers and wanders off.

"I know you've been seeing somebody else." Triple H says again only this time his face turns into a snarl. "And it's Matt isn't it?"

"No, no Hunter I." Stephanie's voice cracks as she tries not to cry.

"He's a dead man." Triple H turns to go.

"Don't Hunter I love him!" Stephanie blurts out but gasps and covers her mouth when Triple H stops and turns back around.

"What did you say?" He stomps over to her. "You love, my brother!" He raises his arm to strike her and she cowers. "Of all the people.." He begins but is cut off.

"AH!" Matt Levesque rushes over and lunges onto Triple H, knocking him down onto a pile of metal rods.

"Matt, Hunter!" Stephanie cries as they both groan in pain on the ground.

Earlier before the show.

Matt is walking into the arena from the parking garage while talking on his cell phone. "Don't worry Steph, everything's gonna be fine. I assure you, I.." He stops and looks up, seeing Triple H. They both stand nose to nose, staring each other down. "Matt, Matt, are you there?" Stephanie's voice is heard over the phone. "Hello?" Matt closes the cell phone as he continues to stare at his older brother.

"You'd better watch your back. Blood may be thicker than water, but envy is ten times thicker than that." Triple H growled and then went away, leaving Matt fuming angrily.

Back to live on Raw..

There is some commotion in the General Manager's room between Austin and Bishoff, but not Eric Bishoff, his daughter Nicole. Austin is sitting down in the GM chair with Nicole sitting on the desk before him.

"Nicole, I just want you to know I'm sorry about what happened last week." Austin said.

"Don't worry, it's ok, I know it wasn't your fault. It was beyond your control." Nicole was referring to last weeks Raw when Eric, her own dad, had put her in a handicapped match with Molly Holly and Gail Kim.

"Well, I'm just glad you're ok." Austin opens two cans of beer. "Beer?"

"Yes, thank you." Nicole takes it, they toast, and right as she lifts the can to her lips.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Eric enters the room, Nicole gasps as she and Austin whirl around. "What in the hell is going on in here?"

"Daddy!"

"You know what Nick, I'm getting really tired of your disobedience. Why must you associate with my, well... associate!"

"Please dad, just leave us alone." Nicole sighs.

"If I did," Eric wears his standard grin. "What kind of father would I be now?"

"Hey," Austin stands up and faces Eric. "If you want to tango with somebody, your beef is with me."

"No Steve don't, you can't lay a hand on him remember?" Nicole reminds.

"Yes, that's right Stone Cold." Eric smirks. "And as for you Nikki, you'd better get ready for your match tonight."

"My match?"

"That's right, I made you a match."

"Aren't we supposed to agree on these things?" Austin buts in but Eric ignores him.

"Yes Nicole, your match with Marie Grenier." Eric smiles. "Have fun, and oh, play nicely." Eric leaves the room, Austin and Nicole just look at each other.

In the women's locker room.

"Man, I can't believe Eric Bishoff is making me fight his own daughter." Marie says in disgust as La Resistance stands beside her.

"Don't worry my dear." Rene says comfortingly. "Just treat it as a normal match, I know you'll do fine."

"I just don't want to get mixed up in this chaos going on lately."

"Don't worry, Rie." Her brother Sylvan smiles. "I'll be there for you, unlike some people we know." He leers up quickly at his tag team partner.

"Sylvan, you know it wasn't my fault." Rene was referring to last week when Marie was having a match with Jazz and Theodore Long had interfered by attacking her. "I was ambushed from behind backstage by Mark Henry and Rodney Mac." Rene suddenly leers at Sylvan this time. "And where were you!"

"I was in the locker room getting ready for my match." Sylvan pouts.

"Guys, please don't fight." Marie begs.

"You know what, Marie would be better off with a lousy boyfriend like you." Sylvan says in a snooty voice.

"What does that mean? You're her lousy brother!" Rene growls. The two breath heavily as they glare at each other, then walk away out of the locker room in opposite directions, leaving Marie confused and worried.

Elsewhere..

Shannon Moore, his girlfriend Angel Hardy, her brother Jeff Hardy, his girlfriend Tyler Dumas, and her older sister Lita, were all walking in the arena when they ran into a beaming Eric Bishoff.

"Hello all you happy people." He smiled as they returned a grimace. "Oh what's the matter? Are you upset about last week's match between Jeff and Shannon?" He laughed. "Wow, I never thought that love would interfere with friendship. Tyler, Lita's sister, loves Jeff whose little sister loves Shannon. Man, this would make a great soap opera." He sighed as he stared off into space, planning out a copywriter law already. "Well, I don't want to be keeping you. Angel, Tyler, good luck, your match is up next." In the ring.

Tyler and Angel were really good friends, and just like Jeff and Shannon fought last week, so would they tonight. Tyler had Lita in her corner, but Jeff and Shannon were barred from ringside. The match began and the reluctant divas began to circle each other and then realized that they had to fight or else be fired. They went into a grapple but stopped and looked at each other.

"Come on Tyler." Lita pounded the mat.

"Gee, I can't fight you Angel." Tyler sighs.

"I know what you mean, this is hard." Angel agrees.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The three girls turn to see Eric Bishoff with a mic on the ramp. "These people paid to see you two fight, now nourish the child within me!" Angel and Tyler look at each other and then turn back to Bishoff. "Oh, are you questioning my orders? Ha, oh man, that's a good one!"

"Don't do it, if he's hard on his own daughter, just think what he'll do to you." Lita calls.

"Yea, she does have a point." Angel shakes her head.

"Well then, we have no choice." Tyler nods and tackles into Angel, their fight begins. In the end, Tyler won because Lita had interfered. The three went backstage together where they were greeted by Jeff and Shannon.

"Lita, what did you do that for?" Jeff cried.

"I'm sorry I got mixed up in it, it's just a force of habit." Lita apologizes.

"Jeff, leave her alone, it's not her fault." Angel growls at her big brother.

"You stay out of this." Jeff snaps at her and Angel is shocked.

"Hey, you can't talk to her like that." Lita gets in Jeff's face.

"Jeff, Lita, please." Tyler tries to get in between them as Shannon holds Angel.

"Oh man." Eric walks over, clapping in amusement. "Great show guys, I have to admit that I was really entertained." He sighs with a satisfied grin and then walks off laughing. "Keep up the good work guys." Jeff and Lita finally walk off in opposite directions.

"Wait, Jeff, Lita." Tyler sighs as Angel and Shannon go to comfort her.

Meanwhile.. Shawn Michaels and Lillian Garcia were in front of the locker room door. Lillian stood there, leaning against the wall as Shawn slowly paced back and forward. Randy Orton came over.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" HBK growls as he confronts his rival.

"I'm here to see Kristin, is she ready yet?" Orton asks.

"No, she's not." They stare at each other and the door opens, Kristin walks out.

"Dad, Randy!" She gasps seeing the two ready to mix it up right then and there.

"Guys, we have to get going." Lillian looks at her watch. "Your match is up next." She heads off to the gorilla position and makes her way to the ring. This is hard for her, her husband is about to tear into their daughter's boyfriend. "Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is schedule for one fall. Introducing first, Randy Orton!" Randy comes out, still wearing the angry face from before. "And making his way to the ring. Shawn Michaels!" HBK struts out and gets into the ring, staring at Randy again.

Lillian sighs as she gets out of the ring and rings the bell. Backstage, Kristin watches her dad brawl her boyfriend. She sighs. In the end, Shawn Michaels is the winner. Kristin rushes out to the ring. Shawn smiles and opens his arms to her but she shoves past him and goes to tend her unconscious boyfriend. Shawn frowns and puts his hands on his hips. Sensing tension in the ring, Lillian rushes in to try and keep things level.

"Come on Lillian, let's go." Shawn turns to go and Lillian reluctantly follows. Kristin watches and then goes back to helping her fallen boyfriend.

After the commercial break, Nicole Bishoff was in the ring, ready to challenge Jazz. She was getting really tired of the way her dad was treating her just because she loved his rival. But she wasn't alone, quite a few other divas were getting torn between their family and love interest. Tyler and Angel were still upset after Jeff and Lita fought, as was Maria after her brother and boyfriend, tag team partners, argued. Nicole was beaten badly in her match with Jazz, which remained a one sided brawl the whole time. After Jazz won and went backstage, Austin came out to get Nicole and carried her back to the locker room. As they went back, the titantron showed Triple H leaving the arena when Matt stopped him and blocked his way.

"You can't interfere with me and Stephanie." Matt growled.

"Then I wont, I guess you'll just have to learn the hard way." Matt watched Hunter leave the parking garage.

"You don't get it do you Hunter?" Matt smirked to himself. "So I guess I'll just have to show you." He nods as he laughs to himself and walks off in the opposite direction, as Raw goes off the air.