Author's Note: Okay, okay... So the last chapter was a cliffhanger. And the chapter before it. And now, this one is, kinda sorta. I'm sorry! I hate cliffhangers as much as you do, but it's just fun to write them! I hope you guys like this chapter! I wrote it as soon as I wrote Chapter 9, and rather quickly, so I'm sorry if there are some errors and whatnot. Anyway...please review!


Always Watching

Chapter 10

Captain Moceri frowned as he heard the phone hang up. Something was wrong... He could tell in her voice; her shaking voice. She was afraid of something... A thought struck him, and his frown deepened. 'She's hiding something in that letter,' the thought was a chilling one. She was afraid. Moceri felt the adrenaline rushing through him. He opened a desk drawer, pulling out his gun and holster. He nearly ran out of his office, much to the surprise of Lieutenant Porter and the rest of the officers.

"Where are you going?" Lieutenant Porter questioned, his eyes assessing as Moceri pulled on his blue jacket.

"Lita's hotel room," he said. "Send a team after me," he ordered.

"Sir..." Porter stared at him as if the captain had lost his mind. "The two officers we have posted would have told us if something was out of the ordinary," he reminded him. "There's no need to send another team, or for you to go, for that matter."

Captain Moceri whirled on his heel, walking up to Porter so that they were nearly nose-to-nose. "Listen to me, Porter," he snapped. "Something is wrong. I am orderingyou to send a team—no, send two—after me." Porter frowned deeply. "Do you hear me?" Moceri shouted, and Porter nodded. With that, Captain Moceri hurried out the door, ducking into a squad car and driving away, tires squealing against the pavement.

Lieutenant Porter watched with cool eyes as two officers stood up to follow Moceri. His movements fast, he pulled out the gun holstered at his hip, aiming it at the standing men. "Sit down, officers. Nobody is going anywhere."


Stacy Keibler sighed to herself as she walked down the hallway of the hotel. She bit her lip as she knocked on a door to the apartment belonging to Chris Jericho. The blonde had been genuinely worried about Lita as of late. She knew it was best to leave Lita be, but she wanted to get assurance that the redhead was doing better now. Stacy knew Lita had been hanging out with Chris Jericho a lot, so she decided to stop by. 'Okay, so maybe it's just not because she's been hanging out with him a lot,' she thought to herself, a mental image of Chris manifesting itself in her mind. She smiled at the image. It was well-known among the Divas that Stacy had a crush on the blonde Canadian, but was too scared to do a thing about it.

Stacy pushed the thoughts away and knocked again, louder this time. Nobody answered. The Diva frowned. "Chris!" she yelled loudly. "Chris!" There was no reply. Stacy put her hand on the doorknob and twisted it.

The door was unlocked.

"I'm coming in!" she announced, and pushed the door open. Her eyes immediately fell downward before her at a fallen, bloody Chris Jericho. "Oh my god!" she shrieked, running and kneeling by his side. "Chris..." she reached out, but didn't know whether or not to touch him. Blood was covering his face from a wound on his forehead. "Oh my god," Stacy repeated to herself, and then swallowed tightly. She reached out, pressing two fingers to his neck. To her immense relief, she felt a steady pulse beneath them. "Chris? Can you hear me? Chris!" she shouted loudly.

He didn't reply, but his eyelids fluttered, but fell shut once again.

"Hang in there," Stacy told him, unsure if he could hear her or not. The blonde stood, rushing toward the phone in the hotel room.

"9-1-1 emergency," a voice promptly answered. "What services do you need? Fire, medical, or police?"

"Medical," Stacy said hurriedly, trying to keep her voice calm. There was a loud beep, and another dispatcher answered, asking her questions about Chris. The woman promised an ambulance on its way. Stacy hung up, taking a towel and pressing it gently against his forehead like the woman had instructed. With her free hand, she pushed his hair from his forehead. "It's going to be okay, Chris," she told him soothingly.

"M...Mal..." Chris mumbled, obviously trying to say something. Stacy pressed a finger to his lips.

"Shh... Save your energy, Chris," she told him, and he fell silent.

Stacy fought the urge to cry, and waited for the ambulance to arrive.

'Hang in there, Chris,' she pleaded silently.


Lita stared at Chris Benoit, her eyes wide. 'No...' she couldn't believe it. He'd been next to her the entire time. Offering support, swearing against the man who had done this to her, when all along hewas the one who had done this to her. Her hands shook, and she lifted the one with the nail file in it as a warning. "Don't come any closer!" she said.

Chris Benoit looked confused, freezing midway through a step. "Li... What's the matter?" he asked. He took a tentative step forward.

"DON'T!" Lita screamed, raising the nail file again.

"Lita, put the file down," Benoit told her gently. 'Dead by a nail file,' he thought wryly. 'Now that's a way to die.' Knowing it was no time for jokes, sarcastic or otherwise, he pushed the thought away. "I have no idea what is going on, okay?" he told her.

"Liar!" Lita snapped, stepping back, her lower back hitting the table once more. "I can't believe it... You..." she trailed off, unable to speak anymore.

"What's going on?!" Chris asked again, his voice worried. He was dumbfounded by Lita's attitude. Benoit opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off as something slammed into the back of his head from behind.

The redhead shrieked as Benoit fell down. Her eyes went from him, and snapped up to his attacker.

Her blood ran cold as he spoke.

"Hello, dearest."


Author's Note: Okay, so those of you who thought that it wasn't Benoit were right! Horrah! And I managed to go another chapter without telling you guys who the stalker is! :) Mwahahahaha! You shall never know! Actually, just kidding. Already wrote the next chapter, and you find out then. I'm not gonna go back and change it, lol, not quite that evil! Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed! Please, please review! (C'mon! 100 reviews before the story ends! We can do this!)