A/N: Hi everyone! No track practice today! I just finished Chapter 8, so I figured as long as I have the time, I minus well start this chapter. Now, this chapter is kind of unrealistic, but please ignore it because it really is necessary. And yeah, I think it's going to be shorter than usual. I'm sorry its been taking so long to update. Right now I haven't even gotten chapter 7 uploaded because this site isn't responding, so… Anyway, please, please review. I'll start the next chapter once I get about 4 or 5 reviews (including the ones from chapters 7 and 8). Thank you in advance. Hope you enjoy!
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Started: 4 – 9 – 03
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= Dangerous Business=
=Chapter 9 – Decision=
=SMACKDOWN! =
=9:49 P.M=
Liz stared at the doctor as he scurried around, muttering to himself. Sighing, Liz decided she should probably apologize. When the doctor had insisted she go to a hospital, she had fought him – verbally – until the relentless doctor decided to bend to her will, only after forcing several pills down her throat. The brunette was grateful to the doctor. Her back throbbed painfully, but the painkillers were doing their thing. She knew that the painkillers wouldn't make all the pain go away, still, it took away her "delirious" state. Jeff said on the bed next to her, picking at the skin on his fingers. Liz knew he wasn't happy with her choice not to go to the doctor, but Jeff relented.
"Can I wrestle?" questioned Liz as the doctor returned, shining the light into her eyes again. He sighed, dropping the light back into his pocket.
"If you rest all weekend, and go see a doctor about that back…" he started, and then sighed once more. "I don't know for sure. You might've slipped a few discs in your back, that kind of thing. Then again, you could've cracked part of your spine. I doubt the latter, but it could be."
"And the answer to my question would be?" she asked, crossing her arms across her chest, a pleading look in her eyes. The doctor rolled his eyes, thinking out his answer before speaking.
"If you rest and check it out with your doctor, then yes." Liz smiled happily, but her smile seemed pained. "And I mean it," he said, remembering what her cousin had told him before, "You have to talk to your doctor ASAP!"
"Okay," said Liz sincerely. "I will." Her gaze traveled to the doorway. "Hey Adam!" she said, tilting her head. "Shouldn't you be in your match?"
"I'm just heading out there," he explained, "Big Show's match ran a little later. Just stopped by to see how you're doing."
"I'm okay," Liz lied. Her back still stung and burned, causing her to wince all the while, but she didn't want anyone's pity. She paused, thinking for a second, "Hey, doc!" the doctor cocked his head, "Can I go out to the ring?" she ignored Jeff's angry gaze, but continued, "Not to wrestle or anything, just to valet! I won't step a foot in the ring!"
The doctor opened his mouth, but Jeff downed his voice out, "VALET?" he cried, "You can hardly stand! And have you forgotten who this match is against? You are NOT going out there!"
Liz looked up at him pleadingly, "Please, Jeff! I promise I won't wrestle or even touch Austin!" She locked her jade eyes on Jeff. Jeff shifted his feet awkwardly. Liz caught his hesitation, "I promise, Jeff! And if Austin comes after me I'll run! Or…or come backstage! C'mon Jeff, please!"
"Fine," he grumbled, "Just stay out of the match, no matter what, ya hear?"
Liz nodded, and slipped off of the bed to hug Jeff. He returned the hug. Liz turned to the doctor, who shrugged and echoed Jeff's words. Liz let out a cry of joy and walked to the door, trying not to show them any signs of pain in her throbbing back.
"Hey Adam," she informed him as if he was deaf, "I'm going to valet for you."
"I'll let myself know," he replied. Liz stared up at him. Judging by the frown twitching at the corner of his mouth, he didn't think that it was a good idea, but at least he let her come. Jeff stared at Adam for a second, and an unseen message traveled through their gazes. "Let's go," Adam said to Liz as Austin's music sounded.
"Good luck Adam," Jeff called after them, "Be careful, Liz!"
Adam looked down at Liz, catching her wince every so often as they fast-walked to the ring. "You lied," he stated simply. His friend stared back wryly and offered no answer as Edge's music played.
"Good luck," she whispered.
"Luck?" replied Adam with a laugh, remembering an age-long joke between them, "I don't need luck."
"Arrogant Canadian," she muttered under her breath.
"Arrogant and proud," he corrected, walking through the curtains. Liz shook her head quietly, and then followed Edge to the ring. As she walked down the ramp, she felt the pain in her back worsen, but ignored it still, besides once in a while clutching at it and wincing. From the ring, Austin tossed her a smirk, sending her nerves off. Liz calmed herself, clutching her title as she stood by the apron.
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"Did you see that bruise on her back?" cried King as the match continued, "She shouldn't be out there!"
"I agree," replied J.R. quietly, "I'm surprised that she's not in the hospital right now…" he murmured, almost to himself.
Liz slapped the mat, biting her tongue not to yelp at the stinging pain the motion caused. Austin leered at her as he lifted Adam again, tossing him at the ropes and attacking him with a fury of punches. The brunette glowered at Austin. So far, 5 minutes had past, and Austin had been in control for most of it. Liz closed her eyes in disgust as Austin gave Edge a Full Nelson. But soon, Edge was back on his feet, and fighting back. Liz cheered him on. Austin reeled back from a punch, near the ropes. Edge backed off, and charged back at Austin in a spear, but Austin grabbed his head and sent him flying through the middle rope. As Edge hit the ground, Liz knelt next to him, asking if he was okay. Edge mumbled something under his breath as Austin slid out of the ring. He glared at Liz, and slowly rolled Edge into the ring. He lingered outside, still glaring at Liz, taunting her, practically begging her to hit him. Liz remembered her promised to Jeff, and stayed silent. Austin laughed in her face and flicked her off before sliding into the ring.
Through the rest of the match, Edge gained the momentum fewer times, but he still struggled back every time. Liz could tell he – and the Rattlesnake – were becoming wearier with every suplex, every punch. But now both men were down, but slowly struggling to their feet. Liz pounded on the mat once again, sending volts of pain down her back. Austin slammed his foot into Edge's gut and delivered the Stone Cold Stunner.
1…2…3! Liz groaned and swore. She waited for her father to get out of the ring so she could check on her friend, but Austin didn't move. He threw the ref over the ropes when he got in the way as he attacked Edge. Liz shouted at him from the apron, but Austin continued his assault. He seemed to be taunting her with every punch. The brunette growled, thinking once again of her promise. Finally, she rushed to Garcia, grabbing her chair and sliding into the ring with it. Liz slapped the chair to the mat, alerting the Rattlesnake. She lifted the chair quickly and swung, but her dad ducked and rolled out of the ring. Liz dropped the chair, yelling after Austin, who yelled back at her. Liz growled and, after making sure Edge was all right, demanded a mike from the people drifting on the outside. Garcia handed her one, and Liz took it angrily.
"Hey Austin!" she shouted as he turned to leave. Austin slowly turned back to face her, an annoyed expression on his face. "You wanna know what the type of match we're having on Sunday?" Austin jerked his head. "In 3 days, at Armageddon, there will be the first-ever father versus daughter match," the fans cheered, and Liz narrowed her eyes at Austin. The truth was, she hadn't really chose. But she had to. Almost immediately, images of Jeff, Rob, Amy, and Adam flashed in her head. She shouted the finishing statement of her announcement, "in Hell in a Cell!" she cried. Austin stared at her in shock, and Liz focused her angry eyes on him. The fans roared.
"Oh my God, J.R.! Does she know what she just got herself into?" cried King as the final minute of the show ended.
"I don't know, King," replied J.R., "All I know is that Armageddon this Sunday just got a whole lot more interesting…"
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A/N: Sorry it was so dang short! I needed to get it done because my dad needs the computer. Hope you guys liked it! Please, please review!
Finished: 4 – 9 – 03