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Chapter 08:

Trish's POV

My match with Gail went off without a hitch. I had been in one of Gail's painful submission moves almost ready to tap out. That's when Regan had sauntered down to the ring and jumped on the ring apron distracting the hold. "Chick kick." Gail whispered to me as she angrily threw my face into the mat and went over to confront her Evolution partner. "What the hell are you doing!" Gail screeched at Regan.

"What I have to do," Regan stated, smirking slightly. I crawled to my feet and waited for Gail to turn my way. BAM! Right in the chin with a Chick Kick. Gail crumbled to the mat and I covered her. One, two, three. The ring bell rang as the opening strains of my theme pounded through the arena. My heart was beating fast and hard.

"Your winner and new Women's Champion, Trish Stratus!" Lillian Garcia shouted from outside the ring as Mike Chioda raised my hand in victory. He placed the title in my hands and I raised it proudly. I smiled brightly before turning around. Gail was "semi-conscious" in the middle of the ring as Regan towered over her shouting. She lifted her head and looked at me, then to the shining gold title in my hands then back at me. Her eyes narrowed and a sly smile spread across her face.

I was a good match. I had managed to win my fifth Women's title while Regan and Gail had managed to add some serious fuel to the fire of a storyline. Everything was going so well, except I was still angry with Regan and Shane. How could she keep something so important from me? How could Shane treat me so poorly? I glanced down at my watch. 11:03 pm. My match had ended an hour ago and Shane hadn't been in to congratulate me much less see me. Batista and Jericho were nearing the end of their match. I already knew that Batista was going over so I may as well head to the hotel and drowned my problems away.

I picked up my black travel bag off the bench in the women's locker room and fished my keys out of my purse as Batista's music filled the arena. A nice shot of tequila maybe? Yeah, a nice shot of tequila…or maybe a rum and Coke? I was almost to the parking garage doors when I heard those oh so familiar sound. "Here comes the money…" Shane? What was Shane doing going to the ring? I headed back towards the locker room arena searching for a monitor. I managed to find on near the GM's office. Shane stood in the middle of the ring, wearing one of his adorable charcoal gray suits with a white shirt and black and gray tie.

"The viewers at home are not about to see what you all here in Chicago are about to see. About two and a half years ago I went through a very rough time in my life. I was having some problems with my wife. We have since divorced. It was hard. I thought my life was over. I never thought that I could love someone like that again. But I was lucky. Lucky enough to find a woman who loves me very much and who I care for deeply. But you see lately I've been distant with her, I've been ignoring her and not giving her the love and attention she deserves. I want to apologize to this woman right now, in this ring so Trish Stratus, would you please come down here to this ring in Chicago Illinois?"

I was shocked. Shane was standing in the middle of the ring waiting for me, to apologize. I heard the crowd chanting my name. I dropped my gym bag on the ground and headed to the ring. The crowd roared with excitement as I made my way to the ring. Shane came over and sat on the red ring rope and held my hand as I entered the squared circle. "Trish, I have been a lousy boyfriend lately and I know that you know what's been going on. A mutual friend of ours told me how angry you are at me and please don't blame her…blame me. I am the one you should be angry with. But I love you Trish, with all my heart and soul. I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you." Shane kneeled down on one knee and looked up at me. My head was spinning, what did he mean, 'rest of my life'. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet box. Shane opened it to reveal a platinum and diamond ring. "Trish Stratus, will you marry me?"

"Yes!" I screamed throwing my arms around him. I kissed him hard and long on the lips. The crowded roared with approval, but I couldn't hear them. All I heard was wedding bells.

Gail's POV

I could hardly believe that Trish and Shane were getting married. It was so romantic. I looked around the restaurant where Randy and I were having a nice post-Raw dinner. Randy had gone off to make a phone call leaving me to my salad. "Hi Gail." I turned around to see Charlie Haas smiling down at me.

"Charlie! What are you doing here?"

"I saw you sitting over here along? Do you mind if I join you?"

"Actually I do!" I said rather coldly. "I'm here with Randy."

"Oh." Charlie said sounding slightly disappointed. "You still with him?"

"Yes. And we are happy."

"I wish you'd return my phone calls."

"Charlie, please, you are a nice guy, but leave me alone."

"It's a shame. Randy doesn't appreciate you. He doesn't deserve you."

"And you do?"

"Every since we came back from the U.K. all I can think of is us and the kiss we shared."

"Charlie please leave me alone."

"I know you've been thinking of it too? Does Randy know?"

"Do I know what?" Randy's voice boomed behind me.

Charlie smiled and began to open his mouth. "That I'm not feeling well, do you mind it if we leave?" I said before Charlie could say anything more.

"Yeah, sure." Randy said looking at me and then Charlie.

"Come on." I said grabbing Randy's hand. I drug him to the front looking back at Charlie. He stood next to our table staring at me. I pulled Randy out the front door and sighed. That was close. I had better tell Randy myself and soon, before Charlie spilled the beans.

A/N: Randy almost found out the truth and Trish and Shane are engaged! Please Review, I love them all and Rock on! Up Next an all Regan, Jay and Torrie chapter that will change this love triangle forever. Can't wait can you!