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Chapter 8.

"HE WHAT????" Mark screamed in his dressing room.

"That's what she said, he tried to force himself on her, but she pushed him away and he kicked her out."

"I'm gonna fucking kill him." Mark said in a low growl.

"Mark, don't do anything rash. Settle it in the ring, not outside of it. I say we go talk to Vince, tell him what happened and have a little two on one- Goldberg vs. the Brothers of Destruction. What do you say?"

"I say that it sounds like a plan. He WILL pay for trying to do that with my sister. Who is gonna stay with her while we annihilate him?"

"I guess we could get that nerd Hurricane, Shane McMahon, hell, we could have her stay in the divas locker room. I'm sure Lita, Trish, Molly, and Jazz, would keep her safe, hell they're the only ones that can handle themselves anyway."

"That's not true, Stacy and Jackie could flash them to death." Mark replied with a chuckle.

"Come on Bro, let's go talk to Vince." Glen and Mark left the dressing room and headed for Vince's office.

Meanwhile, Gaby sat in the hotel room waiting for Glen to come back to pick her up. He had told her not to leave, and not to open the door to anyone except him or Mark. She sat watching some sappy movie on lifetime. She wondered how long it was going to take him to get back. Gaby looked up as there was a knock at the door. She quietly crept over and looked out the peephole, it was Glen.

"Hey, you ready?" Glen asked as she opened the door.

"Yeah, let me get my phone." Gaby grabbed her phone and followed Glen downstairs to the car, and they headed to the arena. On the drive there, Gaby was dreading the thought of Running into Goldberg. What if he tried something again? Nah, he wouldn't, Glen and Mark would demolish him.

Glen and Gaby arrived at the arena and headed to his and Mark's locker room. "Gaby?"

"Glen, stand back, there's a Hurricane comin' through!" Gaby said in mock seriousness. "How are you Shane?"

"I think the question is how are you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Gaby, word travels fast around here. People listen, people that you wouldn't expect to be in your business. Test is telling everyone about what Bill tried to do last night. He said that he overheard you telling Glen, which probably means that he was listening at your hotel room door."

"How many people know?"

"Pretty much everybody."

"Damn. Thanks for letting me know Shane."

"Anytime. See you around." Shane walked past Gaby and headed to the catering area.

As Gaby and Glen entered the locker room, Raw was starting, and King and JR announced the handicapped match that was taking place later in the show between the Brothers of Destruction and Goldberg. Gaby looked at Glen and Mark. "Thank you guys. I love y'all."

"We love you too sis." Mark replied.

Meanwhile:

"JR, what's going on? Where are the camera guys going? Who is that laying on the floor?"

"King, that's Goldberg! That's Goldberg! Goldberg has been laid out, but by who?"

The camera cuts back to King and JR at the commentating table. "King, I have no idea what is going on."

"Neither do I JR, I guess we'll find out later tonight when he has to face Kane and the Undertaker."

Raven enters the ring for his match against Stevie Richards who is already in the ring.

"Mark, y'all were back here with me, there's no way y'all attacked him, so who did it?"

"I don't know Gabs, it could be a lot of people, not a lot of people like him." "Wow, someone really did a number on Goldberg, I wonder who it was." Raven commented when he picked up the microphone. "Oh wait, that's right, it was me!" He shouted. I heard what you did last night Goldberg, and it was uncalled for! Believe me, if I have my way which I will, it will never happen again! Quote the Raven- Nevermore!"

A/N: I couldn't remember where I originally wanted this to go, but as of late I have found a new muse, and his name is Raven!