Chris Benoit, Lance Storm and the eventual creeping out of Edge and Christian ran down the stairs to the lobby.

"How could you have let him get away like that?" Lance growled at Benoit.

"Oh yea, just jump to conclusions and blame the hot head why don't you."

"That's exactly what he did." Christian replied, only to be elbowed in the ribs by Edge.

"Do you think he did something to the girl?"

"I dunno Edge." Christian pushed the elevator button and waited. "Why couldn't we just take the stairs?"

"Cause their deathtraps for fan girls." Benoit spoke up.

"Oh, yea like you got fan girls…" Lance winked smugly, pissing Benoit off, again.

"Look we just gotta get to Chris and Trish, they could be in trouble." Benoit sighed as the door opened. "Why are we, in the basement?" He leered at Christian.

He blushed and pushed the close button, "Sorry." The door closed and they went back up.

Chris Jericho growled with a funny looking expression on his face, sitting on one of the chairs in the lobby, notably ticked off but also a tad confused in his thoughts. Trish Stratus watched her husband for a moment, but then sat down by where Ashley Marie Turner stood against the wall.

"So." She said as Ashley down over at her. "Ted is your dad then huh?"

"Yea, he's my dad." She sighed and looked away, she's finally calmed down and stopped crying now.

"Why did you come now?"

Ashley sat down on the couch next to her, "WCW went under quite some time ago and I've been looking around at places but nothing has been good to me. I missed Chris to be honest, back in WCW he was just so…. well, you know, he is after all…" She tried hard to say the word. "Husband."

"So did you or your dad want to marry you off?"

"A bit of both. Dad always wanted me to marry the top player in the company and once Chris saved me he felt in debt to him so even though he wasn't the top player, he was hand chosen to be throe me to, and plus I didn't mind."

"Oh I see, so it wasn't just for business, but also for pleasure."

"Uh hu." She nodded and continued. "It could've been anyone in the forced marriage, I guess I just got off easy."

Chris turned around abruptly, obviously enraged again, "Speak for yourself, kid!"

Ashley looked down and closed her eyes, "But he doesn't remember…" She turned back to Trish. "My dad thought that it could create some kind of peace to have business and the locker room united somehow, through us, but I wanted to be a diva and… well."

Chris's voice cut them off as he squirms in his seat, "Quit with the googley eyed talk, this is all because of something stupid! If your dad wanted peace between the two, he should've acted like a man and talk business rather than do undermined schemes. It's crap like that, that made me leave WCW, he was just sending the wrong messages."

Ashley stood up quickly, her fists clenched by her side, "It's not that simple! They needed somebody to trust, and who would've trusted 'the boss' hu, surely not you."

Chris is getting rather annoyed by now, "Then that's not a job for me. What I need right now is to be all that I can be in the WWE, and I'm doing that very well thank you very much, much better than I could've EVER done in WCW and you know that! If you ever cared enough to want me to be happy…."

"Listen, Chris…"

"Just shut up and go back home little girl!"

"Chris!" Trish gasps in shock at the tone of his voice. Ashley is speechless and starts to get upset again, her eyes welling up largely.

Chris speak softer now, "Maybe it's time you start doing what you want to do and stop listening to your dad. What do you want to do? I asked myself that, in WCW I was busy pleasing everyone else, everyone but me, but in the WWE I'm happy and I can make everyone else happier by it. So now, what do you want to do?"

Ashley stared at the ground thinking, "…I…"

She was cut off, "There you are!"

"What?" Chris growled and saw the man again, "This conversation is over." He's annoyed by this man's presence. "Looks like Beonit couldn't handle it, I'm surprised I couldn't sense you nearby you blockhead jerk, you wreak!"

Trish is getting scared, she goes over to her husband, "What should we do, the baby and I are…"

"Don't worry." Chris turns to her and holds her hand. "I'll do anything to protect you." He gazes into her eyes with love as she stares back.

"Thanks hon, but we shouldn't get emotional right now when we've got a mad man on the loose." Trish smiles. Ashley watches them, thinking.

"Come on, while we're young!"

"I've had just about enough of you." Chris growls, pushing Trish back. "Alright you, before I destroy you, I want some answers."

Ding. "Christian…!" Benoit is about to send some hair flying.

"Yes?" He shakes.

"Why, are we now… on the ROOF?"

"Yipes!" Christian pushes another button and the door closes, they go back down.

"Look, we really need to find Chris." Edge sighs.

"It'd be better to just risk the stairs, at least we'd get there…" Lance closes his eyes and shakes his head.

Chris jumped, "Stay back Trish, I'll handle this, protect the baby."

The man laughed, "Oh I won't let you escape."

"Ashley." Chris speaks up. "I want you to take care of them alright?"

She freezes, "Say what? Me!"

"Trish, go over there and hide with her ok?" Chris rushes at the man and they grapple. Odd how in a hotel lobby it's empty and this has attracted no attention at all what so ever… Chris punches the man in his jaw and he cries out. Chris charges at him again. "Now I want some answers, who are you and why are you here, what do you want with me?"

The man cheap shots Chris with a thumb to the eye and he rushes to Ashley, "You're mine now kid!"

"Ah!" Trish cried.

"Not so fast!" Ashley jumped up and rushed the man, going down at the last minute to leg sweep him. Chris ran over and the man grabbed his leg, causing him to stagger. "Chris, hang on!" She goes and attacks his arm, but she's no comparison in strength to him.

"Get outta here!" He cried, trying to kick out of his grip.

"I got it." Trish ran over and dug her heel into his arm, causing him to cry out.

Ashley was in shock, "Is his wife a diva too…?" Chris uses all his strength and finally gets free of the man's grip. Ashley turns to Trish, "Chris is worried about you, you've got to run away, we can handle things here, you've got a baby."

"He's not fighting just for me, he isn't that type of guy." Trish replied. "He's fighting for both of us."

Chris and the man are about to grapple again when, DING. Benoit jumps out of the open elevator door, "You're mine now bastard!"

"Benoit!" Trish smiled happily.

Benoit runs over to her, "Trish, are you and the baby safe?"

"Yes, we're fine." Her grin grows wider.

"Benoit?" Ashley remembered him. "Are they all friends?"

Benoit turns to Jericho, "What the hell are you doing, you put your own wife and child in danger?"

"Shut up." He growled back. "It's your fault you didn't finish this creep off."

"Look, I'll protect them ok, you're obviously not enough, so just stay back."

"No, I'LL protect them!" Jericho snapped back, not paying attention to the man who now pulled him into a tight bear hug. "Ah!"

"See, you don't have what it takes even to protect yourself!" Benoit shoots a glare at him as Jericho grits his teeth with pain.

Trish just smiled at the two feuding friends, "Jericho, Benoit is here now so just swallow your pride and accept his assistance."

"NEVER!" Nice going Trish, your comment only made him angrier.

"Don't worry, I can beat him." Benoit brags to the lady.

Jericho is still angry, "I'll be the one to defeat this guy." And this guy indeed is just laughing at the whole thing to himself.

"Why is he acting like this?" Ashley wondered to herself. But her thoughts are cut off when the man uses his free arm to grab her and pull her into the bear hug. "Ah!"

"Ashley!" Trish gasps.

"I'll give you a two for one!" The man laughed and squeezed tightly.

"Hurry, we've got to do something!" Trish cried out.

"Who me?" Benoit notices her looking at him. "I do?"

Trish gets up in his face, "Yes you who else, they're in trouble!"

"Oh, right." He nods and rushes off.

Trish rubs her temples, "God they're dumb…"