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"Excuse me, Mr. Jericho?"
Chris and Faith both turned around.
"Everyone wants to know, last week, you came out victorious against Evolution with the help of this young lady who everyone thought to be part of the stage crew. Who is she?"
Chris and Faith shared a smile.
"This is my new manager, Faye-Elizabeth."
"Liz." She cut in.
"By the looks of it, you two already knew each other and Triple H seemed to be aware of it, is that true?"
Faith snorted. "Triple H is just a wuss who's upset cause I wouldn't fall for his lame pick up lines."
"But did you and Chris Jericho know each other before?"
Faith smirked at him. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
With a nod down the hall, her and Chris walked away.
"You did great." He said as soon as they entered his locker room.
"Really?" Faith asked.
"Yeah, it was perfect. We have some time before my match, did you want to grab a bite to eat?"
"No, I'm cool. So has Lita quit bugging you yet?"
Ever since the Vampire incident the week before, Lita hadn't quit badgering Chris about what had happened. She didn't believe the story they handed her and Faith had to give her props for that but it was getting tiresome, Chris was constantly covering for her and Lita wouldn't talk to her. The only time the red head had spoken to her was the next day when Faith showed up for training, pretty much heeled. Lita had asked her about it and she replied that she healed very quickly and knew how to use her make-up well. Which anyone could see was a lie, as she didn't wear make-up. Lita nodded but didn't seem to accept that answer as well. Faith knew it was only a matter of time until Lita found everything out. Faith just needed time.
"Nope, she's determined to find out everything about you, as am I."
Faith rolled her eyes. "Good luck on that one." She muttered.
He opened his mouth to say more but she cut him off.
"So do I get to do anything or do I stand there looking pretty."
"That's about it." Chris said with a shrug.
"Fun."
"But you get paid for it."
Faith's eyes lit up. "Ooh, money."
"Thought that would perk you up." Chris smiled.
Money makes the world go round." Faith replied. "And as soon as I get mine, I'll pay you back."
He waved it off. "Forget it, I enjoyed buying those clothes for you."
Faith smirked. "No, you enjoyed seeing me model in them."
"That was a definite bonus." Chris replied with a big grin plastered on his face. "I'm going to go look for Edge and talk strategy, did you need anything?"
Faith shook her head. "I'm going to get ready."
Chris sat down on the bench. "I'll find him later."
"No, you'll find him now." Faith said, yanking him up.
"And miss the show forget it?"
Faith put her hands on her hip and glared at him. "Don't make me pick you up and carry you out of here."
"You wouldn't dare." Chris replied, his eyes narrowing,
"I would and I'll make sure it's caught on camera."
The nervous look on Chris's face told Faith that she won.
"I'm gone." He said, heading for the door.
Faith watched him leave with a self-satisfied smile before turning and grabbing her bag. Now it was time to look like someone she had wanted to leave behind.
Pulling her hair out of its ponytail, she worked her fingers through it, adding gel to make her waves more pronounced. Then she grabbed her black eyeliner, courtesy of Chris and heavily outlined both eyes before adding dark eye shadow and layers of mascara. Then she pulled out dark red lipstick, putting it on her lips.
Stepping back, she looked in the mirror. This was the old Faith, except for the clothes. Reaching again into the bag, she pulled out tight black leather pants and a very tight light blue tube top. She put them on, followed by her trusty boots.
Looking again in the mirror, Faith wanted to run the other way. It brought so many memories back, but as always, she pushed them away. Grabbing her other clothes, she began stuffing them into her bag.
"I'm sorry, I was just looking for Jericho, and I thought this was his room."
Faith turned around to see Edge standing at the door.
"Liz?"
She nodded.
"Wow, I mean, you look...wow."
"Good enough to be a diva?" She asked.
"No, you're too good to be a diva."
"Hand and eyes off." A voice growled behind him.
Edge turned around to see Jericho behind him.
"Man I was waiting for you in your room."
"Didn't you hear?" Edge asked. "The Rock was here and Orton was spouting off at the mouth to him. Then Bischoff threw Rocky out and I speared Orton. The guy was crying like a little baby."
Jericho chuckled, pushing past him. "Good. Now, what were you doing checking out-"
He stopped as soon as he entered his locker room. In front of him was no longer Faith but a woman who, as Edge said was too hot too be a diva."
"Wow."
"Now you understand." Edge said.
"So I look okay?" Faith asked.
Edge nodded, Jericho shook his head.
"I'm not letting you go out there like this."
Faith smirked. "Dude you were the one who bought me these clothes."
"They looked a lot different in the store." He muttered to himself.
Faith turned back to the mirror, her smirk still intact.
After checking herself out for a few more minutes, she turned back to the guys who were still staring at her, open-mouthed. She walked over to Chris, putting a hand on his chest and leaning closer to him to whisper in his ear.
"You might want to close your mouth." She whispered seductively before placing a finger under his jaw and closing his mouth.
She stepped back and with a wink at Edge, turned away.
"So you guys gonna talk strategy or you want me to go out there and wrestle for you?"
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"So you know what you have to do?" Chris asked.
Faith nodded. "Your countdown begins, then your music starts and you go out there, I follow a few seconds after."
"Right." Chris turned to leave but turned back to her again.
"Faith, listen, I know you can take care of yourself but please don't put yourself at risk against these guys. I know you can take them but you're already a target for last week and I don't want it to be worse. There's no telling what they'll do when you least expect it."
Faith nodded. "I know, I'll be a good girl."
Chris smiled and turned away again but Faith grabbed his arm and pulled him back, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"For luck." She said, lowering her gaze. If she didn't know any better, she would think she was blushing. Putting a hand to her cheek, she confirmed that her cheeks were in fact heating up.
Sometimes, she surprised herself.
"Thanks." Chris replied, turning to talk last minute strategy with Edge.
"Why the goofy grin?" Edge asked him, jumping on the balls of his feet.
"What grin?" Chris asked.
"The big goofy grin you have plastered on your face. She kissed you, didn't she?"
Chris shrugged. "Just on the cheek."
Edge's eyes widened. "She kissed you on the cheek and that caused the big goofy grin? Man, you are so gone."
Chris tried to glare at him but it didn't work because he couldn't stop smiling.
Edge just shook his head. "See you in the ring." He called back, stepping on to the ramp.
A few minutes later, his countdown started and he looked back at Faith who had just walked up behind him. She grinned and gave him the thumbs up sign, which he returned before stepping onto the ramp.
The adrenaline pumping through him was magnified more then he could ever remember and he wondered if it had to do with a new dark haired Diva who was stepping out on the ramp this very moment.
The crows went wild. They already loved her for what she did last week and he couldn't help but smile as he reached over and took her hand. She looked at him in surprise as this wasn't part of the plan but she didn't pull away, something he was thankful for.
They reached Edge, who was waiting outside of the ring and together they went to enter, Chris sitting on the second rope to allow Faith to step through. She smirked at him though as she jumped on to the apron, grabbed the top rope and flipped over it. The crowd started cheering wildly but the noise was nothing compared to the cheers that came after she did her next little trick.
Randy Orton and Batista were both leering at Faith and from Chris's position, were saying some rather crude comments. He stepped through the ropes in time to see Faith flip them both off. Grabbing her arm he pulled her back just as Batista lifted his arm to strike her.
"What are you doing?" he hissed at her.
She shrugged. "I didn't like what they were saying."
"You're going to get yourself killed."
She gave him a look that clearly said, 'As If.'
He couldn't help but smile, even though he tried not to. Finally, he gave up.
"Just wait on the floor and whatever you do, don't get involved."
"Ruin my fun." Faith grumbled, but she still smiled at him as she turned away, giving her hips an extra swing, probably to piss off Evolution. That didn't mean he didn't enjoy it though.
"You got it real bad." Edge said, stepping up beside him.
Faith exited the ring the same way she entered it. She might not be wrestling but that didn't mean she couldn't have fun. She had a feeling the clothes and make-up brought a little bit of the old Faith to the front but she was fine as long as she could keep her in check.
Landing gracefully, she saw Larry staring up at her open mouthed. She smirked at him knowing he'd get his when the time was right.
The match started and Faith cheered Chris and Edge on, taunting her opponents whenever they were close enough to hear.
Chris and Edge were doing good. They were kicking ass and she was having the time of her life. She watched as Chris sling shot Edge under the ropes to hit Orton, who had been knocked out of the ring. Chris was smiling and he didn't even see Batista enter the ring behind him.
"Chris, look out." She screamed but he turned too late.
Batista delivered a deadly clothesline to Chris's head and he fell hard, his head bouncing off of the ring. Time slowed down for Faith as she waited for him to move, to get up, to do anything but he remained motionless in the middle of the ring. Not caring that Batista was still in the ring, she slid in beside Chris, grabbing his hand.
"Chris, wake up." She yelled at him.
He moaned. His eyes were fluttering but that was all the response she got.
"Chris." She tried again, gently shaking his shoulders.
She didn't get a chance to see if he responded this time as a hand wrapped around her neck and lifted her off the ground.
"Jericho won't be saving you now." Batista sneered at her.
Faith grabbed at the hand that held her off the ground, choking her.
"Who says I need to be saved?" She choked out bring back her fist and punching him in the face.
She'd be lying if she said she held back all her strength,
He dropped her and she landed gracefully as he grabbed his face and started calling her all sorts of names. She ignored him though, sweeping his legs out from beneath him and dropping an elbow down on him. At least she did one move that Chris taught her but she was a hell of a lot harder on him then she ever was on Chris.
Deciding that Batista would be on the ground for a while, she rushed back to Chris who was being looked after by the ref.
"Chris?"
This time he briefly opened his eyes, trying to focus on her.
"Faith?" he mumbled.
"I'm here." She replied.
"Miss, we're going to have to take him to the back, will you be accompanying him?"
"Yes."
"No." Chris mumbled. "Edge....needs help... "
Faith nodded. "I'll stay. Just be careful, I'll be back there soon."
She watched as two refs helped him to the back. Although help would've been the wrong word. They half dragged, half carried him to the back, his head lolling to the side.
Faith turned around, beyond pissed off. Batista was struggling to get up so she dropped another elbow on him.
"Just stay down for a bit?" she said, getting up and turning to where Edge and Orton were. Orton had the advantage, catching Edge off guard when he had gone to check on Chris. Faith smiled to herself. It was show time.
Taking a running start, she grabbed the top rope, flinging herself over and landing on top of Orton, who crumbled beneath her.
Edge stood up, reaching out a hand to help Faith. She took it, a shock going through her and she quickly pulled away, her expression becoming puzzled. She realized that this was the first time Edge had touched her.
Edge looked just as puzzled as he quickly pulled his hand away.
"What are you doing? Jericho will kill me if he finds out you're wrestling."
"He told me to stay."
"But not to wrestle."
"I can handle myself." She protested.
"Liz, Batista is at least three times your size."
"And did you see what I did to him?" she smirked, pointing to the ring.
But Edge wouldn't budge.
"Fine." Faith gave in, rolling her eyes. "I'll stand over here and watch while they both beat the shit out of you."
He nodded, satisfied. "That's more like- hey."
Faith gave him an innocent smile. "You might want to do something though, they're both moving."
Edge turned and picked up Orton, throwing him into the ring and followed him, picking him up to beat on him before dropping him and doing the same to Batista. He threw them both into the corner, spearing them both.
At first, it appeared that Faith was wrong and Edge was going to win but son it was turned around and the guys of Evolution took their turns, beating on him. Faith was becoming more and more pissed as Edge started bleeding and he looked almost as bad as Chris. She decided to ignore what he said and when Batista went for the cover, she jumped into the ring, clubbing him with her fists.
"You stupid Bitch." He roared, standing up and turning around.
"Oh, like I haven't heard that before." She said, rolling her eyes.
He swung and she ducked under his arm. He turned and swung at her again but she went under his arm again, leaning back against the ropes, she planted her feet on his back and pushed, sending him flying across the ring.
The crowd was going wild now but she ignored them as she rolled Edge to the side and turned to face both Batista and Orton.
"It takes two of you to come after me?" Faith snorted. "How pathetic."
They both rushed her and Faith waited until they were close before jumping up and flipping over them. They both hit the ropes and turned around confused at how she got past them. They rushed her two more times and she pulled the same move.
"Stupid apes, they never learn." She sang to them.
They rushed her again and as she flipped, Batista grabbed her holding her up in the air briefly before tossing her out of the ring and into the barrier.
"They should pad this thing." She grumbled to herself, forcing herself to stay down. She knew any normal person wouldn't be able to get up right away.
She watched as they double-teamed Edge again, who started fighting back. The ref got Batista out of the ring and Edge and Orton traded blows for a while until Edge clotheslined Orton over the top rope. Batista entered the ring and Faith slowly climbed to her feet, pulling herself up to the apron of the ring and then up to the top turnbuckle. Edge knocked Batista to the mat and Faith yelled at him to move, which he thankfully did. She flipped off the top turnbuckle, landing on op of Batista.
She rolled off of him smiling up at Edge. "I'll grab Stupid over there then it's all yours."
Orton was just getting back in as she role out and she pushed him back in where he was speared by Edge who then covered him for the three count. Faith rolled back in, standing up beside Edge.
"You did it." She yelled over the crowd.
He laughed. "Because of you. Man, Jericho's gonna kill me."
"But we won." She grinned up at him. "Maybe he won't think about it when he realizes we won."
Edge smiled and shook his head. "C'mon, let's go check on him."
He slid out of the ring and she followed, flipping over the top rope. They hurried to the back, ignoring the people congratulating them. They quickly found Chris who was now sitting up and looking somewhat better.
"Did you win?" he asked as soon as they entered.
Edge shared a smile with Faith before nodding.
Chris smiled. "Awesome."
"How you feeling?"
"Better." He stood up, wobbling for a moment before continuing out the door to his room. "Wanna see the end of the match." He yelled back to them.
Faith and Edge exchanged looks before following him.
"You don't want to see that." Edge said, "It was boring."
Chris stopped and looked at him. "I think that was the first time I've ever heard you say that, you never give up the chance to gloat."
Edge gave a sheepish shrug.
"I still wanna see it." Chris continued, reaching his locker room and turning on the monitor.
Just their luck, they were showing a replay of the match. First Chris was getting clotheslined and Faith was jumping up to see him. Then when Batista grabbed her and she knocked him down.
"Nice." Was all Chris said.
Then it went to Faith throwing herself on top of Orton.
Faith turned to Edge and whispered. "Maybe you should leave now and hide, I'll be following in a few."
Edge nodded, booking it out of there.
He got out just in time, as the replay was showing Faith interfering and kicking Batista in the back.
Chris warily looked up at her but then turned back to the screen.
Now she was flipping over he idiots and Batista grabbed her, tossing her into the barrier.
Chris jumped out of his seat, yelling and swearing at the TV.
"Whatever." Faith scoffed, watching herself. "I was only faking it."
Over the replay, JR was calling her an extraordinary young woman for first getting into the ring with Evolution then getting up after being thrown into the barrier as the replay showed her getting to her feet and climbing up to the top turnbuckle then her flip onto Batista.
At this point, Faith was slowly backing out of the room and as soon as she landed her flip, she turned and took off running.
"Edge, Fai- Elizabeth. I'm gonna kill you both."
Faith kept running.
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"Excuse me, Mr. Jericho?"
Chris and Faith both turned around.
"Everyone wants to know, last week, you came out victorious against Evolution with the help of this young lady who everyone thought to be part of the stage crew. Who is she?"
Chris and Faith shared a smile.
"This is my new manager, Faye-Elizabeth."
"Liz." She cut in.
"By the looks of it, you two already knew each other and Triple H seemed to be aware of it, is that true?"
Faith snorted. "Triple H is just a wuss who's upset cause I wouldn't fall for his lame pick up lines."
"But did you and Chris Jericho know each other before?"
Faith smirked at him. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
With a nod down the hall, her and Chris walked away.
"You did great." He said as soon as they entered his locker room.
"Really?" Faith asked.
"Yeah, it was perfect. We have some time before my match, did you want to grab a bite to eat?"
"No, I'm cool. So has Lita quit bugging you yet?"
Ever since the Vampire incident the week before, Lita hadn't quit badgering Chris about what had happened. She didn't believe the story they handed her and Faith had to give her props for that but it was getting tiresome, Chris was constantly covering for her and Lita wouldn't talk to her. The only time the red head had spoken to her was the next day when Faith showed up for training, pretty much heeled. Lita had asked her about it and she replied that she healed very quickly and knew how to use her make-up well. Which anyone could see was a lie, as she didn't wear make-up. Lita nodded but didn't seem to accept that answer as well. Faith knew it was only a matter of time until Lita found everything out. Faith just needed time.
"Nope, she's determined to find out everything about you, as am I."
Faith rolled her eyes. "Good luck on that one." She muttered.
He opened his mouth to say more but she cut him off.
"So do I get to do anything or do I stand there looking pretty."
"That's about it." Chris said with a shrug.
"Fun."
"But you get paid for it."
Faith's eyes lit up. "Ooh, money."
"Thought that would perk you up." Chris smiled.
Money makes the world go round." Faith replied. "And as soon as I get mine, I'll pay you back."
He waved it off. "Forget it, I enjoyed buying those clothes for you."
Faith smirked. "No, you enjoyed seeing me model in them."
"That was a definite bonus." Chris replied with a big grin plastered on his face. "I'm going to go look for Edge and talk strategy, did you need anything?"
Faith shook her head. "I'm going to get ready."
Chris sat down on the bench. "I'll find him later."
"No, you'll find him now." Faith said, yanking him up.
"And miss the show forget it?"
Faith put her hands on her hip and glared at him. "Don't make me pick you up and carry you out of here."
"You wouldn't dare." Chris replied, his eyes narrowing,
"I would and I'll make sure it's caught on camera."
The nervous look on Chris's face told Faith that she won.
"I'm gone." He said, heading for the door.
Faith watched him leave with a self-satisfied smile before turning and grabbing her bag. Now it was time to look like someone she had wanted to leave behind.
Pulling her hair out of its ponytail, she worked her fingers through it, adding gel to make her waves more pronounced. Then she grabbed her black eyeliner, courtesy of Chris and heavily outlined both eyes before adding dark eye shadow and layers of mascara. Then she pulled out dark red lipstick, putting it on her lips.
Stepping back, she looked in the mirror. This was the old Faith, except for the clothes. Reaching again into the bag, she pulled out tight black leather pants and a very tight light blue tube top. She put them on, followed by her trusty boots.
Looking again in the mirror, Faith wanted to run the other way. It brought so many memories back, but as always, she pushed them away. Grabbing her other clothes, she began stuffing them into her bag.
"I'm sorry, I was just looking for Jericho, and I thought this was his room."
Faith turned around to see Edge standing at the door.
"Liz?"
She nodded.
"Wow, I mean, you look...wow."
"Good enough to be a diva?" She asked.
"No, you're too good to be a diva."
"Hand and eyes off." A voice growled behind him.
Edge turned around to see Jericho behind him.
"Man I was waiting for you in your room."
"Didn't you hear?" Edge asked. "The Rock was here and Orton was spouting off at the mouth to him. Then Bischoff threw Rocky out and I speared Orton. The guy was crying like a little baby."
Jericho chuckled, pushing past him. "Good. Now, what were you doing checking out-"
He stopped as soon as he entered his locker room. In front of him was no longer Faith but a woman who, as Edge said was too hot too be a diva."
"Wow."
"Now you understand." Edge said.
"So I look okay?" Faith asked.
Edge nodded, Jericho shook his head.
"I'm not letting you go out there like this."
Faith smirked. "Dude you were the one who bought me these clothes."
"They looked a lot different in the store." He muttered to himself.
Faith turned back to the mirror, her smirk still intact.
After checking herself out for a few more minutes, she turned back to the guys who were still staring at her, open-mouthed. She walked over to Chris, putting a hand on his chest and leaning closer to him to whisper in his ear.
"You might want to close your mouth." She whispered seductively before placing a finger under his jaw and closing his mouth.
She stepped back and with a wink at Edge, turned away.
"So you guys gonna talk strategy or you want me to go out there and wrestle for you?"
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"So you know what you have to do?" Chris asked.
Faith nodded. "Your countdown begins, then your music starts and you go out there, I follow a few seconds after."
"Right." Chris turned to leave but turned back to her again.
"Faith, listen, I know you can take care of yourself but please don't put yourself at risk against these guys. I know you can take them but you're already a target for last week and I don't want it to be worse. There's no telling what they'll do when you least expect it."
Faith nodded. "I know, I'll be a good girl."
Chris smiled and turned away again but Faith grabbed his arm and pulled him back, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"For luck." She said, lowering her gaze. If she didn't know any better, she would think she was blushing. Putting a hand to her cheek, she confirmed that her cheeks were in fact heating up.
Sometimes, she surprised herself.
"Thanks." Chris replied, turning to talk last minute strategy with Edge.
"Why the goofy grin?" Edge asked him, jumping on the balls of his feet.
"What grin?" Chris asked.
"The big goofy grin you have plastered on your face. She kissed you, didn't she?"
Chris shrugged. "Just on the cheek."
Edge's eyes widened. "She kissed you on the cheek and that caused the big goofy grin? Man, you are so gone."
Chris tried to glare at him but it didn't work because he couldn't stop smiling.
Edge just shook his head. "See you in the ring." He called back, stepping on to the ramp.
A few minutes later, his countdown started and he looked back at Faith who had just walked up behind him. She grinned and gave him the thumbs up sign, which he returned before stepping onto the ramp.
The adrenaline pumping through him was magnified more then he could ever remember and he wondered if it had to do with a new dark haired Diva who was stepping out on the ramp this very moment.
The crows went wild. They already loved her for what she did last week and he couldn't help but smile as he reached over and took her hand. She looked at him in surprise as this wasn't part of the plan but she didn't pull away, something he was thankful for.
They reached Edge, who was waiting outside of the ring and together they went to enter, Chris sitting on the second rope to allow Faith to step through. She smirked at him though as she jumped on to the apron, grabbed the top rope and flipped over it. The crowd started cheering wildly but the noise was nothing compared to the cheers that came after she did her next little trick.
Randy Orton and Batista were both leering at Faith and from Chris's position, were saying some rather crude comments. He stepped through the ropes in time to see Faith flip them both off. Grabbing her arm he pulled her back just as Batista lifted his arm to strike her.
"What are you doing?" he hissed at her.
She shrugged. "I didn't like what they were saying."
"You're going to get yourself killed."
She gave him a look that clearly said, 'As If.'
He couldn't help but smile, even though he tried not to. Finally, he gave up.
"Just wait on the floor and whatever you do, don't get involved."
"Ruin my fun." Faith grumbled, but she still smiled at him as she turned away, giving her hips an extra swing, probably to piss off Evolution. That didn't mean he didn't enjoy it though.
"You got it real bad." Edge said, stepping up beside him.
Faith exited the ring the same way she entered it. She might not be wrestling but that didn't mean she couldn't have fun. She had a feeling the clothes and make-up brought a little bit of the old Faith to the front but she was fine as long as she could keep her in check.
Landing gracefully, she saw Larry staring up at her open mouthed. She smirked at him knowing he'd get his when the time was right.
The match started and Faith cheered Chris and Edge on, taunting her opponents whenever they were close enough to hear.
Chris and Edge were doing good. They were kicking ass and she was having the time of her life. She watched as Chris sling shot Edge under the ropes to hit Orton, who had been knocked out of the ring. Chris was smiling and he didn't even see Batista enter the ring behind him.
"Chris, look out." She screamed but he turned too late.
Batista delivered a deadly clothesline to Chris's head and he fell hard, his head bouncing off of the ring. Time slowed down for Faith as she waited for him to move, to get up, to do anything but he remained motionless in the middle of the ring. Not caring that Batista was still in the ring, she slid in beside Chris, grabbing his hand.
"Chris, wake up." She yelled at him.
He moaned. His eyes were fluttering but that was all the response she got.
"Chris." She tried again, gently shaking his shoulders.
She didn't get a chance to see if he responded this time as a hand wrapped around her neck and lifted her off the ground.
"Jericho won't be saving you now." Batista sneered at her.
Faith grabbed at the hand that held her off the ground, choking her.
"Who says I need to be saved?" She choked out bring back her fist and punching him in the face.
She'd be lying if she said she held back all her strength,
He dropped her and she landed gracefully as he grabbed his face and started calling her all sorts of names. She ignored him though, sweeping his legs out from beneath him and dropping an elbow down on him. At least she did one move that Chris taught her but she was a hell of a lot harder on him then she ever was on Chris.
Deciding that Batista would be on the ground for a while, she rushed back to Chris who was being looked after by the ref.
"Chris?"
This time he briefly opened his eyes, trying to focus on her.
"Faith?" he mumbled.
"I'm here." She replied.
"Miss, we're going to have to take him to the back, will you be accompanying him?"
"Yes."
"No." Chris mumbled. "Edge....needs help... "
Faith nodded. "I'll stay. Just be careful, I'll be back there soon."
She watched as two refs helped him to the back. Although help would've been the wrong word. They half dragged, half carried him to the back, his head lolling to the side.
Faith turned around, beyond pissed off. Batista was struggling to get up so she dropped another elbow on him.
"Just stay down for a bit?" she said, getting up and turning to where Edge and Orton were. Orton had the advantage, catching Edge off guard when he had gone to check on Chris. Faith smiled to herself. It was show time.
Taking a running start, she grabbed the top rope, flinging herself over and landing on top of Orton, who crumbled beneath her.
Edge stood up, reaching out a hand to help Faith. She took it, a shock going through her and she quickly pulled away, her expression becoming puzzled. She realized that this was the first time Edge had touched her.
Edge looked just as puzzled as he quickly pulled his hand away.
"What are you doing? Jericho will kill me if he finds out you're wrestling."
"He told me to stay."
"But not to wrestle."
"I can handle myself." She protested.
"Liz, Batista is at least three times your size."
"And did you see what I did to him?" she smirked, pointing to the ring.
But Edge wouldn't budge.
"Fine." Faith gave in, rolling her eyes. "I'll stand over here and watch while they both beat the shit out of you."
He nodded, satisfied. "That's more like- hey."
Faith gave him an innocent smile. "You might want to do something though, they're both moving."
Edge turned and picked up Orton, throwing him into the ring and followed him, picking him up to beat on him before dropping him and doing the same to Batista. He threw them both into the corner, spearing them both.
At first, it appeared that Faith was wrong and Edge was going to win but son it was turned around and the guys of Evolution took their turns, beating on him. Faith was becoming more and more pissed as Edge started bleeding and he looked almost as bad as Chris. She decided to ignore what he said and when Batista went for the cover, she jumped into the ring, clubbing him with her fists.
"You stupid Bitch." He roared, standing up and turning around.
"Oh, like I haven't heard that before." She said, rolling her eyes.
He swung and she ducked under his arm. He turned and swung at her again but she went under his arm again, leaning back against the ropes, she planted her feet on his back and pushed, sending him flying across the ring.
The crowd was going wild now but she ignored them as she rolled Edge to the side and turned to face both Batista and Orton.
"It takes two of you to come after me?" Faith snorted. "How pathetic."
They both rushed her and Faith waited until they were close before jumping up and flipping over them. They both hit the ropes and turned around confused at how she got past them. They rushed her two more times and she pulled the same move.
"Stupid apes, they never learn." She sang to them.
They rushed her again and as she flipped, Batista grabbed her holding her up in the air briefly before tossing her out of the ring and into the barrier.
"They should pad this thing." She grumbled to herself, forcing herself to stay down. She knew any normal person wouldn't be able to get up right away.
She watched as they double-teamed Edge again, who started fighting back. The ref got Batista out of the ring and Edge and Orton traded blows for a while until Edge clotheslined Orton over the top rope. Batista entered the ring and Faith slowly climbed to her feet, pulling herself up to the apron of the ring and then up to the top turnbuckle. Edge knocked Batista to the mat and Faith yelled at him to move, which he thankfully did. She flipped off the top turnbuckle, landing on op of Batista.
She rolled off of him smiling up at Edge. "I'll grab Stupid over there then it's all yours."
Orton was just getting back in as she role out and she pushed him back in where he was speared by Edge who then covered him for the three count. Faith rolled back in, standing up beside Edge.
"You did it." She yelled over the crowd.
He laughed. "Because of you. Man, Jericho's gonna kill me."
"But we won." She grinned up at him. "Maybe he won't think about it when he realizes we won."
Edge smiled and shook his head. "C'mon, let's go check on him."
He slid out of the ring and she followed, flipping over the top rope. They hurried to the back, ignoring the people congratulating them. They quickly found Chris who was now sitting up and looking somewhat better.
"Did you win?" he asked as soon as they entered.
Edge shared a smile with Faith before nodding.
Chris smiled. "Awesome."
"How you feeling?"
"Better." He stood up, wobbling for a moment before continuing out the door to his room. "Wanna see the end of the match." He yelled back to them.
Faith and Edge exchanged looks before following him.
"You don't want to see that." Edge said, "It was boring."
Chris stopped and looked at him. "I think that was the first time I've ever heard you say that, you never give up the chance to gloat."
Edge gave a sheepish shrug.
"I still wanna see it." Chris continued, reaching his locker room and turning on the monitor.
Just their luck, they were showing a replay of the match. First Chris was getting clotheslined and Faith was jumping up to see him. Then when Batista grabbed her and she knocked him down.
"Nice." Was all Chris said.
Then it went to Faith throwing herself on top of Orton.
Faith turned to Edge and whispered. "Maybe you should leave now and hide, I'll be following in a few."
Edge nodded, booking it out of there.
He got out just in time, as the replay was showing Faith interfering and kicking Batista in the back.
Chris warily looked up at her but then turned back to the screen.
Now she was flipping over he idiots and Batista grabbed her, tossing her into the barrier.
Chris jumped out of his seat, yelling and swearing at the TV.
"Whatever." Faith scoffed, watching herself. "I was only faking it."
Over the replay, JR was calling her an extraordinary young woman for first getting into the ring with Evolution then getting up after being thrown into the barrier as the replay showed her getting to her feet and climbing up to the top turnbuckle then her flip onto Batista.
At this point, Faith was slowly backing out of the room and as soon as she landed her flip, she turned and took off running.
"Edge, Fai- Elizabeth. I'm gonna kill you both."
Faith kept running.
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