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DANGEROUS BUSINESS

CHAPTER 7

Undefeated?

            Liz rested her back and head against the wall quietly.  She closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind of the several things bothering her.  The brunette sighed heavily and pushed herself off of the dull yellow wall and walked to the curtains, pulling her hair into a loose bun.  Wondering where Lita was, she wasn't watching where she went, until she stumbled into another superstar. 

            A strong hand gripped hers, stopping her fall.  Liz turned around to face the man she bumped into.  To her surprise, she found herself face-to-face with Shawn Micheals. 

            "Sorry," she said quickly as he dropped her arm, "I wasn't watching where I was going." 

            "I'm sure you have your reasons," replied HBK kindly, "I heard about Rob."  Liz tensed quietly.  "I heard the doc say that he's just got a bruised rib and a minor concussion."  The brunette almost gave a sigh of relief, thinking that Shawn would've said something that led to a fight.  She was surprised; when Brock and her had dropped Rob off, the doctor hadn't told them anything.

            "Thanks," she told him gratefully as Jericho's music echoed through the area.  Liz jerked her head up and gave Micheals an apologetic smile.  "I better get going…"

            "Good luck," he said.

            "Thank you," replied Liz, "See you."  The brunette walked quickly along, following the maze of hallways.  Finally, she reached the curtains.  She was glad that her plan had worked.  By the time she got there, Stone Cold had already gone out.  An irritated Undertaker glared at her from his spot against the wall.  She stared back at him blankly as he stepped through the curtains.  As soon as his music ended, hers started.  Liz stepped through the curtains and down the steel ramp, surprised at the number of cheers that had gone up while her music was playing.  She slid into the ring and walked to the turnbuckle, not giving Y2J or Austin a second glance as she posed and did her thing.  After she strolled back into her corner, 'Taker told her that they had to stick to the plan.  Liz nodded unwillingly, knowing that 'Taker would follow it no matter what she said.  'Taker and Austin started the match, Liz watching on intently.  It was great to watch the two wrestlers fight; they were, after all, the best of the business.  The momentum switched constantly, until Jericho tagged himself in, angering the Rattlesnake.  'Taker clotheslined Jericho and tagged in Liz. 

            Liz stomped Jericho, and then yanked him up by his mop of hair.  The ref told her not to do it again, but Liz ignored him as she whipped Jericho into the ropes.  She placed her right foot behind her and pushed it off, smacking it with all the force she could muster into Jericho's chin.  Jericho went down as Liz balanced herself.  The blonde clutched at his jaw as he was dragged up once again.  She gave him some hard right hooks, and then pushed him into the turnbuckle.  From the other side, she performed a perfect double handspring, ending up by the corner in the air, and slammed both of her airborne legs into his chest. 

            The two were in the ring for a long time.  Jericho gained the momentum a few times, but she fought back each time.  Jericho was stronger than her, but much, much slower.  When Liz had gained momentum once again, she tagged in 'Taker.  In an attempt to tag Austin in, Jericho kicked 'Taker hard enough to let himself race to Austin and tag him in.  Liz watched disdainfully as Austin started to manhandle 'Taker after a long session of bouncing back and forth.  She shouted to 'Taker to tag her in; but 'Taker didn't even pass her a glance.  So Liz watched angrily on as her father beat on 'Taker.

            "C'mon!" she cried to 'Taker, slapping the turnbuckle as Austin delivered the Stone Cold Stunner, and went for the pin.

            1…2…Liz jumped through the ropes, only to be met with a clothesline by Jericho.  3!  The bell rang and the announcer shouted words into the mike as Jericho continued his attack on Liz.  'Taker stood up angrily, attacking Austin. 

            As she stood up, Liz blocked each of the punches Jericho threw at her, until he finally got one in, giving him a shot for another, which he took gratefully.  Y2J pushed her into the ropes and gave her a backbreaker.  Liz felt a sharp jab of pain run up her sore back as it landed on Jericho's knee.  She felt Jericho grasp her legs tightly.  In response, she flailed as much as she could, trying to kick him or something.  But in her vulnerable position, she couldn't put up much resistance.  Soon, Jericho had landed the Walls of Jericho once again.  The pain magnified in her back.  She twisted herself, trying to ball up so she could flip Jericho off, but to no avail. 

            Suddenly, her legs flopped to the ground.  Liz, her jaw pressed against the mat, saw Jericho land painfully a few feet away, and roll out of the ring.  The fight between the dead man and Stone Cold had already spilled to the back, so Liz relaxed slightly as she rolled over. 

            HBK looked down at her, his eyebrow arched over his brown eyes perfectly, extending his hand.  Liz took it, heaving herself to her feet.  She almost stumbled but regained herself quickly.  She focused her jade eyes on Shawn quizzically.

            "Rob sent me," he told her, smirking at her surprised face, and then added, "Plus, I had to settle a score with Jericho."  The Women's Champion smiled back at him, saying a grateful thanks as they both walked out of the ring and into the back. 

            "I take it the doctor wouldn't let him go?" Liz asked, undoing her hair from the ponytail she had gathered it in for the match. 

            "He put up hell of a fight," chuckled Shawn, "The doctor threatened to call security."  Liz smiled to herself.  As they reached the curtains, she said a quick good-bye to Shawn and headed to the doctor on-campus.  She didn't really reflect on how she lost the match, or how she never got in the ring with Austin.  Her feet quickened as she reached her destination.  Liz slowly walked in the room, spotting Rob at once.  She ran forward and hugged him tightly, carefully as not to hurt his ribs more. 

            "Hey," Rob said happily, kissing her on the lips shortly.  "I see you forgive me," he mused.  She smiled and sat down next to him.  "Sorry about your match," he said truthfully.

            She scowled to herself quietly, "It's 'Taker's fault.  He was too weak to pin Austin OR Jericho and wouldn't tag me in.  I mean, isn't that what a tag match is!  You – "  Her rant was cut off by another kiss from Rob.  She blinked and then said slowly, "What'd I do to deserve that?"

            RVD shrugged and said jokingly, "I had to shut you up somehow."  Liz playfully punched him on the shoulder.  A shrill ring echoed through the room.  The brunette remembered that she still had it in her pocket.  She sighed, hoping that it hadn't broke in her match.

            "Hello?" she said.

            "Hey, Liz?  It's Jeff," Jeff's voice rang through the static.  Liz pressed a hand to her other ear, blocking out the doctor's blabbing to the other patients to listen closer.

            "What's up, Jeff?"  

            "It's Lita…  Austin got to her…  We're at the hospital…"

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