this stories really getting going now....it wont leave me alone I have all these ideas just begging to be written, so here you guys go...another chapter!

Trish managed to make it into the arena, and to the women's locker room, without anyone noticing. she leat out a thankful breath, and sat down to relax, before Raw started, but luck wasn't on her side, as Victoria and Nidia, two divas she'd been having alot of problems with lately, entered the room. Before they even had a chance to say anything, she just shook her head, and left the room, not really wanted to argue ith either of them right now,

Jeff walked into the arena intent on keeping his distance from everyone, he was in no mood to deal with an of the other wrestlers or divas for that matter. He just wanted to get this night over with.

Unfortunately luck wasn't on his side, as he'd barely made it down the hall towards his locker room, before Kane called out to him

"Hardy. I'm warning you now, stay away from my wife." he said menacingly

" Shove it Kane." he said irritably, and continued walking, he didn't even make it another five steps beforeChristian was in front of him

"what the hell do you want?" he snapped

" Hardy. I thought you were gone for good when you left last year. You should have stayed gone."

"whatever." he rolled his eyes, then walked around the corner. he got most of the way down the hall before another voice rang out.

"Why are you even bothering to help her Jeff?"

Damn. Chris Jericho.

" None of your business." he snapped.

" Hey, whatever man, Just warning you, she'll only do the same thing to you, she did to me." he stated

"Yeah? well what did you expect? You made a a bet on her. Did you really think she'd just fall all over you?" he said coldly, he knew there was more to that whole situation than that, but he was to annoyed and angry right now to point that out.

"Yeah, You and I both know I tried to make it right, and look what I got for it."

" Did you ever actually care about her?" Jeff asked suddenly

Chris struggled with himself for a moment before answering" Yeah, I did, I really did." he said quietly.

" Well, then you should have been able to see there was more to it than what she let on." Jeff walked away after those words, leaving Chris Jericho stare after him in confusion.

Jeff shook his head and looked down, as he rounded another cornor, almost to his locker room, He ran straight into Trish

Oh God. why this? why now? Trish thought to herself

"Trish. I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

"It's ok. I-I really have to go now. " She said, and started to walk past him. he lightly grabbed her arm

"we need to talk."

She slightly nodded her head in agreement

He led her into his locker room. and gestured for her to sit. After she sat, he stood appearantly thinking about what he was going to say.

"Why are you here?" she blurted out.

He looked thoughtful before replying " It took me a long time to realize, that this is where I belong."

"Oh, Why did you go out to the ring last week?"

" You deserve to be treated better that Christian was treating you." he said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world, which for him, it was.

" I don't need help.from anyone."

"Trish, damnit, I just, I ---" he paused" I spent over a year of my life away from this. Away from you. Away from everything. I know I messed up by leaving, but there's just some things you don't understand." he said in frustration.

" I don't understand? Your right Jeff I don't understand, because you never bothered to explain to me what it was that I don't understand!" she yelled in anger. Then struggled for calm, " I do understand one thing though, there is one thing you taught me. That is never to trust anyone." She quickly stood and pushed past him, but his voice stopped her before she reached the door.

" I love you Trish."

she closed her eyes, and hesitated, before speaking softly " I love you too, but it's a little too late for that now." With those words she jerked the door open and left.

"It's never too late for love." Jeff said quietly to his empty locker room.

Trish immediatly went in search of Lita, not really caring if Kane was anywhere around. She knocked on Lita's locker room, and in less than a minute, Lita opened the door to her.

"He told me he loves me." then she burst out in tears. Lita ushered her into the room and led her to the sofa.

" He loves you. What's so bad about that?"

"Everything! He's not supposed to, It's not fair, I was just fine until he had to come back here. it's not fair, I thought I put all my feelings for his aside after he left." Trish wailed.

"That's completely rediculous, hon, If he loves you, he loves you. That's it. I know you love him. Just give him a chance." Lita coaxed.

" I told him it was too late."

Lita just watched as Trish dryed her eyes, she knew Jeff, and she knew he wouldn't just walk away after telling her he loved her.

Both divas looked up sharply, when they heard a voice on the small monitor in the room

"What the hell?" Trish said in confusion.

He was still demanding her presence in the ring when she reached the black curtain, her music began to play and she took a moment to compose herself before stepping out, a microphone already in hand.

"What Trish? Your new boyfriend to scared to come out here with you? " Christian asked saracastically.

She raised the microphone to her lips, but before she could say anything, Victoria hit her squarely in the back of her head, then pulled her towards the ring. Once she had been tossed in the ring Christian pulled her up by her hair. She was far too dizzy already to even acknowledge what he was saying, before she knew it, He had her set up for an unprettier, and before she could even brace her self for the impact, he had driven her head straight onto the mat.

She closed her eyes, and stayed down, praying that would be it.

She vaguely heard the audience cheering, but didn't even have the energy to look up and see what it was all about.

When she felt strong arms lifting her up she began to struggle until she heard his voice.

"Shh..Trish It's ok, I got you, it's just me." Jeff soothed her., then he picked her up, and carried her backstage, much to the delight of the crowd.

He took her straight to his locker room, setting her down gently

"Are you ok? You need anything?" he asked in concern

"J-just give me a minute." she replied slowly. She tried to stand up but another wave of dizziness took over, and she dropped back down.

"Just stay there, until you feel better." Jeff said rolling his eyes, as she tried again to stand

She glared at him" Don't tell me what to do. I don't need your help." she insisted.

"Could have fooled me."he said with a snort.

This only angered her further

"What part of I dont need you help, don't you understand?" she yelled

"All of it." he said grinning widely

Damn him. she felt a smile tugging at her lips, but refused to show it, His playful attitude had always made her smile, no matter how bad she felt. For the first time she noticed his light purple hair color, and softened, realizing he remembered it was her favorite color. Nonono. she told herself firmly.

Standing again she said" I-I have to go." She went to walk past him, but he grabbed her arm whirling her around and pulling her close to him

He leaned in closer to her and pressed his lips against hers, she gasped slightly, and he took advantage of this by sliding his tongue between her lips, her brain completely shut down, with a small moan, she threw her arms around him and returned the kiss, with all the pent up passion she felt for him, she felt a shiver of excitement as his hands raced over her body, pulling her closer,. her hands eargerly moving over his body in return, he broke the kiss long enough to look into her eyes for a second, then his mouth was back on hers.

Suddenly her mind cleared, and she realized what she was doing. she pressed her hands against his chest, and pushed him, hard.

Caught off gaurd, he stumbled backwards.

Without another word, trish turned and ran out of his locker room. Leaving him to watch as she ran........again.

alright R&R..........darn Trish for having to go and run away in the middle of a kiss....