As the trainers helped him back to his room, Chris looked around to see if
he could find Trish anywhere. Christian was walking closely behind him, was
also keeping an eye out for Trish. Once the trainers and the guys got back
into their locker room, Chris sat down on the couch. Christian stayed
standing as he wiped the sweat from his face.
"Man, Chris that match should've been ours. I still can't believe once again, you save Trish. Obviously she still doesn't care Chris, get it through your head."
"She doesn't care? Christian honestly if she didn't care, she wouldn't have been in the trainers room when they helped me back after that beast Kane attacked me. Who cares now Christian? All you cared about was putting her down, and making her feel bad. You need to stop acting like you know about her. What if she does care about me?" Chris through the icepack down on the floor and grabbed his t-shirt from beside him. He struggled to his feet, and put his shirt on. "I'm going back to the hotel. I'll see you later."
Chris walked out of the room and down the hall towards the parking garage. A few of the fans that he recognized from the crowd were standing outside in the cold Pennsylvania air, and the least he could do was stop and sign a few autographs. He thanked the fans for coming to the show, and took a few more pictures with the two of them. He found his car, and got in and put the key in the ignition. As he waited for his car to warm up, he looked around and saw Trish looking for Lita. He got out of the car and she spotted him standing there.
"Hey Trish! Do you need a lift? I'm heading back to the hotel, so why don't you hop in?" She smiled and ran over to the car.
"Thanks! God, Lita must have left me, which is something only she would do. How's your knee? Any better?" She threw her bags in the backseat and sat down in the passenger side.
"It's okay. It could be better, but I guess it'll take sometime. I'm sorry about earlier, with the whole you and Kane thing. God Bischoff is such an asshole. You deserved that title shot." He looked over at her as he was pulling out of the lot. She smiled back at him, but just shook her head.
"Nah, its okay. I'll get my chance, hopefully sooner than later because, I've been waiting to become the 5 Time Women's Champ. But, like I said, I'll get my chance. Awe, Chris, I feel so bad. You could've become a Tag Team Champ tonight, and it's like, my match caused you to lose. I'm so sorry."
"Don't let Christian get into your head. It was not your fault, not at all. I just wanted to make sure that you stayed safe. That's all I wanted, and I guess I got the worse end of the deal." He looked at he and gave her a reassuring look. A few moments of silence passed and then finally they got back to the hotel. Once the walked inside the pushed the elevator button to the 4th floor, then the 5th. "So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Umm, of course. I have to drive back to Toronto sometime during the day, but I should be around for a few hours before then. How about we have breakfast or something?"
"Sounds like a plan to me." Chris looked over at Trish and smiled as she smiled back at him. The elevator stopped and Chris grabbed Trish's arm and pulled her in for a hug.
"Thanks for coming to see if I was okay earlier. It means a lot." He let go of the hug, and she got off the elevator.
"Anytime!" She winked and walked to her room. His eyes followed her down the hall until the doors finally closed, and it continued to go up. ---------------------------------------------------------:------------------ --------------------------------------- Once she got into her room, she threw her bags down on the floor. She stretched her arms back over her head. 'It was really great to be talking to him like that once again.' She smiled to herself for a minute, and then sat down on her bed to take off her shoes. After she got done, she lay back on her bed, and turned on the T.V. A few moments passed and the phone rang.
"H-hello?" She yawned into the phone.
"Hi Trish! Its Lita! I'm sorry about leaving you. I completely forgot that you asked me for a ride. I'm glad you got back safetly. Mind if I come up, and we order some late night snacks?"
"Sure, why not." She hung up the phone and fell back onto her bed. Its not like she didn't want to be around anyone right now, she just needed to get some sleep if she was going to see Chris in the morning. After awhile, Lita finally knocked on her door, and she got up to let her in.
"Hi Trish! Wow, you look tired. I'm wired, I mean, gosh, I've had so much sugar tonight." Trish started cracking up at the sight of Lita. She had her hair all messed up and pulled back in a pony tail, and she was dressed in some of the weirdest clothes possible.
"Why don't you come in here before you wake up all the sleeping people." She dragged Lita in the room, who was carrying Oreo cookies and a carton of milk. "Well, what have you been up to all night besides eating?"
"Oh, I've been watching Raw, and you know, wondering what Chris had to tell you earlier. Kind of got me excited because I thought he was going to lay one on you!"
"Well, you know if he did, I probably would've liked it, but I don't know Lita. We're friends, and you know that. But there's always something about him that makes me want to hug him, or just I don't know."
"I see." Lita rolled her eyes at Trish, and said, "Oh yeah, by the way, who did you get a ride home from tonight."
Trish looked at Lita, and flashed her pearly whites. "Hmm, I wonder."
"Are you serious?! He gave you a ride home. Now I want details."
"Well, we just basically talked about his knee, and my match against Kane. And we made plans to have breakfast in the morning. That's pretty much it though."
"Yeah, sure it is!" Lita and Trish talked for another half hour, and then Lita left. Trish turned off her lights, and went to bed. ------The Next Morning------ Trish woke up earlier than usual that morning so she could take a shower, and pack her bags. She figured that after breakfast, she would leave for Toronto. At about 8:30 she took the elevator down to the lobby to wait for Chris. Little did she know that he was already there waiting for her when she got there.
"Well, good morning beautiful. You look great, as always." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and a hug. "Lets get out of here! I'm starving."
They walked out to Chris's car, and headed off to a little restaurant down the road from their motel. While they were eating, the caught up on the time that they'd missed while the two were fighting with each other. After breakfast, they left and Chris drove Trish back to the hotel. He walked her over to her car and thanked her for a great morning.
"It was great talking to you once again. I really needed that after last night." Chris looked at Trish and couldn't help but smiling.
"Well, I missed talking to you, and it felt just like old times when we used to talk. I'm so happy we're friends now." Trish looked over at Chris. "Well, I've got to be going. I'll see you this weekend after you get back from overseas. Have a great time."
Trish got in her car, and buckled her seat belt. She waved to Chris as he started heading back to his car. She smiled as she looked in her mirror, and couldn't help but think about him. 'Maybe this is the start of something beautiful!'
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"Man, Chris that match should've been ours. I still can't believe once again, you save Trish. Obviously she still doesn't care Chris, get it through your head."
"She doesn't care? Christian honestly if she didn't care, she wouldn't have been in the trainers room when they helped me back after that beast Kane attacked me. Who cares now Christian? All you cared about was putting her down, and making her feel bad. You need to stop acting like you know about her. What if she does care about me?" Chris through the icepack down on the floor and grabbed his t-shirt from beside him. He struggled to his feet, and put his shirt on. "I'm going back to the hotel. I'll see you later."
Chris walked out of the room and down the hall towards the parking garage. A few of the fans that he recognized from the crowd were standing outside in the cold Pennsylvania air, and the least he could do was stop and sign a few autographs. He thanked the fans for coming to the show, and took a few more pictures with the two of them. He found his car, and got in and put the key in the ignition. As he waited for his car to warm up, he looked around and saw Trish looking for Lita. He got out of the car and she spotted him standing there.
"Hey Trish! Do you need a lift? I'm heading back to the hotel, so why don't you hop in?" She smiled and ran over to the car.
"Thanks! God, Lita must have left me, which is something only she would do. How's your knee? Any better?" She threw her bags in the backseat and sat down in the passenger side.
"It's okay. It could be better, but I guess it'll take sometime. I'm sorry about earlier, with the whole you and Kane thing. God Bischoff is such an asshole. You deserved that title shot." He looked over at her as he was pulling out of the lot. She smiled back at him, but just shook her head.
"Nah, its okay. I'll get my chance, hopefully sooner than later because, I've been waiting to become the 5 Time Women's Champ. But, like I said, I'll get my chance. Awe, Chris, I feel so bad. You could've become a Tag Team Champ tonight, and it's like, my match caused you to lose. I'm so sorry."
"Don't let Christian get into your head. It was not your fault, not at all. I just wanted to make sure that you stayed safe. That's all I wanted, and I guess I got the worse end of the deal." He looked at he and gave her a reassuring look. A few moments of silence passed and then finally they got back to the hotel. Once the walked inside the pushed the elevator button to the 4th floor, then the 5th. "So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Umm, of course. I have to drive back to Toronto sometime during the day, but I should be around for a few hours before then. How about we have breakfast or something?"
"Sounds like a plan to me." Chris looked over at Trish and smiled as she smiled back at him. The elevator stopped and Chris grabbed Trish's arm and pulled her in for a hug.
"Thanks for coming to see if I was okay earlier. It means a lot." He let go of the hug, and she got off the elevator.
"Anytime!" She winked and walked to her room. His eyes followed her down the hall until the doors finally closed, and it continued to go up. ---------------------------------------------------------:------------------ --------------------------------------- Once she got into her room, she threw her bags down on the floor. She stretched her arms back over her head. 'It was really great to be talking to him like that once again.' She smiled to herself for a minute, and then sat down on her bed to take off her shoes. After she got done, she lay back on her bed, and turned on the T.V. A few moments passed and the phone rang.
"H-hello?" She yawned into the phone.
"Hi Trish! Its Lita! I'm sorry about leaving you. I completely forgot that you asked me for a ride. I'm glad you got back safetly. Mind if I come up, and we order some late night snacks?"
"Sure, why not." She hung up the phone and fell back onto her bed. Its not like she didn't want to be around anyone right now, she just needed to get some sleep if she was going to see Chris in the morning. After awhile, Lita finally knocked on her door, and she got up to let her in.
"Hi Trish! Wow, you look tired. I'm wired, I mean, gosh, I've had so much sugar tonight." Trish started cracking up at the sight of Lita. She had her hair all messed up and pulled back in a pony tail, and she was dressed in some of the weirdest clothes possible.
"Why don't you come in here before you wake up all the sleeping people." She dragged Lita in the room, who was carrying Oreo cookies and a carton of milk. "Well, what have you been up to all night besides eating?"
"Oh, I've been watching Raw, and you know, wondering what Chris had to tell you earlier. Kind of got me excited because I thought he was going to lay one on you!"
"Well, you know if he did, I probably would've liked it, but I don't know Lita. We're friends, and you know that. But there's always something about him that makes me want to hug him, or just I don't know."
"I see." Lita rolled her eyes at Trish, and said, "Oh yeah, by the way, who did you get a ride home from tonight."
Trish looked at Lita, and flashed her pearly whites. "Hmm, I wonder."
"Are you serious?! He gave you a ride home. Now I want details."
"Well, we just basically talked about his knee, and my match against Kane. And we made plans to have breakfast in the morning. That's pretty much it though."
"Yeah, sure it is!" Lita and Trish talked for another half hour, and then Lita left. Trish turned off her lights, and went to bed. ------The Next Morning------ Trish woke up earlier than usual that morning so she could take a shower, and pack her bags. She figured that after breakfast, she would leave for Toronto. At about 8:30 she took the elevator down to the lobby to wait for Chris. Little did she know that he was already there waiting for her when she got there.
"Well, good morning beautiful. You look great, as always." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and a hug. "Lets get out of here! I'm starving."
They walked out to Chris's car, and headed off to a little restaurant down the road from their motel. While they were eating, the caught up on the time that they'd missed while the two were fighting with each other. After breakfast, they left and Chris drove Trish back to the hotel. He walked her over to her car and thanked her for a great morning.
"It was great talking to you once again. I really needed that after last night." Chris looked at Trish and couldn't help but smiling.
"Well, I missed talking to you, and it felt just like old times when we used to talk. I'm so happy we're friends now." Trish looked over at Chris. "Well, I've got to be going. I'll see you this weekend after you get back from overseas. Have a great time."
Trish got in her car, and buckled her seat belt. She waved to Chris as he started heading back to his car. She smiled as she looked in her mirror, and couldn't help but think about him. 'Maybe this is the start of something beautiful!'
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