A/N:  The WWE has decided to make my fic writing difficult, lol.  I'm going to be breaking away from the Raw storyline soon, so if things seem different from the show in the upcoming chapters, that's why.  As usual, I don't own anything. 

Trish made her way down the hallway of the arena.  She knew exactly where she was going.  She'd been thinking a lot about Chris and Victoria over the past few days and the more she thought about it, the more it bothered her.  Her and Victoria had never really gotten along and she didn't like the fact that Victoria was showing interest in Chris.  Victoria just wasn't his type.. was she? 

A small smirk formed on the Canadian girls face as she neared the women's locker room.  She was going to try and get buddy-buddy with Victoria so she could find out her real intentions for hanging around Chris.  They were so opposite, how could they possibly like one another?

With the smirk gone from her face, she entered the locker room, spotting Victoria seated onto a bench.   "Hey Vic," she said happily, trying to make it as believable as possible. 

Victoria looked up and arched her eyebrow slightly.  Why was Trish, of all people, talking to her?  Guess there's only one way to find out, she thought to herself. 

"Hi, Trish.. what's going on?"

"Well, I need a partner for my tag match against Molly and Jazz tonight.  And.. Lita isn't here."

Victoria's eyebrow arched further and she had to resist the urge to laugh.  Normally she would've been on Molly and Jazz's side, but she figured she'd give it a try anyway.   "Well, if you can't find Stacy or Jackie anywhere, I'll be your partner."

Trish smirked inwardly.  Things were going her way so far.  "That's great, thanks."  She seated herself onto the couch, making herself comfortable.   "So, um.. you and Chris?  When did that happen?" 

Oh boy, Victoria thought, time to get back in character.   "Yeah, he's such a wonderful guy.   I really enjoy spending time with him.  But it's not anything serious yet.  Right now we're just really good friends."   She gave a smirk of her own, knowing that she was driving Trish up the wall.  That's what she needed to do, however.  If Trish got jealous enough, surely she'd go running back to Chris to apologize for ignoring him. 

"Oh, I see.  Just be careful with him," Trish said, in a pathetic attempt to drive Victoria away from Chris.  "You saw what he did to me.  I wouldn't want you to get hurt, too."

Victoria simply shook her head and smiled.   "Chris wouldn't do that to me."  Her sentence was cut off as Steven Richards entered the room.  Her heart immediately sank down to her stomach, her thoughts going back to the day he'd left her.  But then again, there was just some kind of force that drew her to him and before she knew what she was doing, she found herself standing in front of him.   "Do you have anything for the show?"

"Yeah," she said, almost timidly.  "I'm in a tag match with Trish against Molly and Jazz."

"Let me go out there with you, then.  You know Jazz is going to have Teddy with her, and that guy is never up to any good."

After a few moments of hesitation, she nodded her head.  "Alright

~

Chris had just finished explaining to Christian that he was going to tell Trish how he really felt but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that he wasn't really as excited about it as he used to be. 

He made his way down the hallway in search of Victoria.  He was going to wish her luck before her match.  As he approached the backstage area, he saw on a nearby monitor that her match had already started.   "Might as well watch from here then," he said to himself.  He had to do a double-take as his eyes landed on Steven.   What is that jerk doing out there?

He smiled to himself as Trish and Victoria got the win.  He'd have to congratulate them both.  He frowned softly as he saw Steven wrap his arms around Victoria in a hug.  He could feel something inside of him churn and his anger started to rise.  Was that jealousy he was feeling?  No.. it couldn't be.  He didn't care about Victoria like that, right?

Just as he was about to turn and walk away, he watched the monitor in horror as Test made his way down to the ring.  He knew Test was up to no good.  He never was.  He wasn't angry when Steven was attacked.  Steven was a man and could handle himself in a fight.  When Test went after Victoria, that's when his anger skyrocketed and he quickly made his way up to the gorilla.  Before he had the chance to run out, however, Christian ran up beside of him.   "I got it!  I'm going! Stay here!" he shouted, then ran down the ramp just in time to save Trish. 

Chris scowled then shot Christian the one finger salute, though he knew he couldn't see him.  He was really starting to get tired of whatever stunt Christian was trying to pull.   Chris paced back and forth backstage, impatiently waiting for them to bring Victoria back.  He was almost certain steam would come out of his ears if he got any angrier. 

When Victoria finally came into view, he temporarily pushed all of his anger to the side, concern now crossing his features.  "Victoria.. sweetie, are you alright?" he asked softly. 

She laughed and shook her head.  "Yeah, I'm fine.  Just took a nasty bump.  After a good night's rest I'll be alright." 

Chris was going to say more, but paused as he heard a crew member tell him his match against Kane was up next. 

He sighed and took a small step away from her.   "Alright, I gotta get out there, but we'll talk later, alright?"   He waved then went up to the curtain, making his way down the ramp when his music hit.

~

Trish left the trainers room, cursing softly under her breath as she found out Chris was going to have to be taken to the hospital.   She knew sooner or later if he kept wrestling with an injured knee something bad would happen to him. 

She was just getting ready to leave for the hospital when she bumped into Christian, something she seemed to be doing a lot lately. 

"Hey Trish, where are you going?"

"Oh, I was just on my way to visit Chris at the hospital."

"Alright, well, I'm headed that way too, so.. you want to go together?"

Trish arched her eyebrow slightly, then shrugged.  "Yeah, sure."

"Alright."  After grabbing something, he stepped back out of the room and held a rose out to Trish:  the one Chris had told him to hold for her. 

"I.. I don't want to seem all cheesy and stuff, but, I uh.. I got this for you as a belated Valentine's Day gift," he said sheepishly.  Chris would never know the difference, right?  He'd be too concerned about his knee to worry about the rose he'd bought for Trish. 

"Oh, well, thanks," she said, a bit awkwardly.   She made her way down the hallway with him, arching her eyebrow as he put his arm around her.

Yep, Christian thought, if things go my way, Trish will be mine in no time.

~

After making every kind of threat imaginable, Victoria was finally given the room number where Chris was staying in the hospital.  As soon as she'd found out he was going to have to be taken to the hospital, she'd immediately left the arena.  She didn't even consider what Eric was going to do to her.  Her main focus was getting to Chris so she could see how he was doing. 

Her heart nearly broke as she entered his room.  His leg was elevated and he looked absolutely miserable. 

Chris didn't even bother turning his head to see who had entered.  He figured it was just one of the nurses coming to check on him.   His head snapped to the side however as he felt a small hand grab his larger one. 

"Victoria?  What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see how you're doing, silly," she laughed softly. 

"Ah, well.. I'll be alright.  Just gotta give the leg some rest, ya know?  Give it time to heal.  I'll be better in no time," he said, trying to convince her as well as himself.   "What about you though?  What was up with you and Steven tonight?"

"Oh, that," she said.  "I'm not back together with him or anything.  It's just.. I'm drawn to him somehow and it makes me crazy because I know I shouldn't be.  He just.. he has such a strong hold on me."

Chris shook his head sadly.  He lifted his hand slowly, gently tucking a few strands of her black hair behind her ear.   "Steven has done nothing but hurt you.  You deserve to be with somebody who will take care of you and treat you like the princess that you are," he whispered. 

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