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Shane walks into the brightly lit gym and looks around. He notices some other wrestlers there and he waves to them. As he heads to the ring that's set up, he sees Liz running on a treadmill. He heads into the area and slowly walks up to her. He smiles to himself and grabs her around the waist and swings her to the floor.
"Oh my god Shane! You scared me!" Liz gasps.
"Sorry, but I couldn't resist," Shane laughs.
He helps her up and Liz dusts herself off. They head to the ring and see Paul and Shawn are in it practicing.
"Hey guys!" Liz says cheerfully.
"Hey Grace!" Paul replies, leaning against the ropes.
She rolls her eyes and waves at Shawn.
"Hey Shawn, how's it going?" Liz asks as she moves closer to the ring.
"Great, whatcha doing here doll?" Shawn asks, joining Paul.
"Shane's going to teach me how to wrestle," she replies.
"I bet he is," Paul says under his breath, so only him and Shawn can hear, causing Shawn to chuckle.
"What's so funny?" Shane questions, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Nothing Sporto," Shawn says, " do you mind if we stay and help?"
"That's fine!" Liz answers before Shane can say no.
"Great, come on Doll, get in the ring," Shawn says, holding the ropes open.
Liz climbs the stairs and into the ring. Shane slides in and stands next to her. A few hours later, she has a lot of moves down, and now they are taking a break.
"You're doing great!" Paul states, taking a sip of water.
"Thanks, I have great teachers," Liz sits up and glances at Shane, " will you teach me the coast to coast?" (When Shane jumps from one turnbuckle to the other.)
"I don't think so, that's way too dangerous," Shane says.
"I'll teach you the pedigree," Paul offers.
"Cool!" Liz stands up and stretches.
"Shawn, you wanna help me?" Paul asks.
"Sure."
Paul shows Liz how and soon she has the pedigree down.
"Thanks so much you guys," Liz thanks them, giving each a kiss on the cheek, and then sliding out of the ring.
"You're welcome doll," Shawn replies, flipping over the ropes.
Liz lifts the bottom of her shirt up to wipe the sweat from her face, allowing Shane to get a view of her slim stomach.
"I'm going to go run, I'll see you guys later," Liz says, "you wanna come, Shane?"
"Yeah, sure, see you guys later," Shane shakes their hands and follows Liz to the treadmills.
"That was fun," she says, glancing over at him.
"Yeah, listen, I'll be right back, ok?" Shane heads back down to the ring.
Liz starts to run, slipping on her headphones. She doesn't notice the person slowly moving towards her. Suddenly, she's grabbed and thrown against the wall. Liz struggles under the man's weight.
"You!" Glen snarls, "where's Shane?"
"I don't know," Liz states.
Glen slams her against the wall again.
"Where is he?" He demands angrily.
"He didn't say, honest!"
"Then I need you to give him a message, ok?" Glen growls at her, not letting her go.
"Anything!"
"Tell him he should have never messed with me because now he's gonna get hurt. Tell him that!" Glen shoves her hard against the wall, and she slumps down against it as he walks away.
A little bit after, Shane comes walking back into the room and sees Liz against the wall, shaking.
"Liz! What's wrong?" He asks frantically.
"Glen, he came looking for you, he freaked out," Liz explains.
"Did he hurt you?" Shane demands.
"He wanted me to tell you that you should've never messed with him because he's going to hurt you."
"Did he hurt you?!"
"Yes," Liz answers quietly.
"Come on, let's go," Shane says, helping her up and walking her out to the car.
"Shane please, don't worry about me, I'm fine, just a little shaken up," Liz pleads with him as he drives back to her apartment.
"No, I'll worry, he shouldn't have done that to you. Now don't argue with me!"
Liz shuts her mouth and they drive in silence. Once he arrives, she says her good-bye and heads in the door. Shane sighs and heads for home.
*~* Monday Night *~*
Shane and Liz head into the arena Monday. Shane glances over to her, noticing her waving at Trish. They arrive at his office and they put their things down.
"I'm going to go chat with the diva's. If you need me come get me," Liz states, heading back out the door.
"Grace!" Paul shouts, catching Liz's attention, "wait up."
"Paul, my name is Liz, not Grace!" She says as he runs up to her.
"I know, so what's up Grace?" he smirks as she playfully hits him.
"Nothing, going to see the girls. What are you up to?"
"Wandering around. So what happened at the gym? Shane said Glen attacked you."
"He slammed me against the wall a couple times, not much."
"Well Shane thinks it's more," Paul states as Liz rolls her eyes.
"I'm fine. Shane needs to worry about himself right now," Liz says as they stop outside the diva's locker rooms.
"Yeah, you're right. Be careful, ok?" Paul gives her a hug.
"I will. Bye Paul!" Liz heads into the room.
"Lizzie!" Trish squeals, "How are you doing?"
"Pretty good, and yourself?"
"Great! Alex and I are going out tomorrow night!"
"Oh my god! That's awesome!"
"I know I really like him. He's a great guy. How are things with you and Shane?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it seems like you guys aren't talking much any more."
"We are having a conflict, that's all. He won't stop worrying about me."
"Oh! You know what that means!"
"Trish, don't start."
"He likes you!" Trish states happily.
"Trish! Stop! He doesn't like me. God! Why am I here arguing with you?" Liz sighs.
"Yeah, but you want him to like you, right? Plus, we're great friends."
"Trish, I'm leaving. See you later."
"Alright, say hi to your lover for me," Trish jokes as Liz glares at her.
"Shut up already!" Liz yells, heading out of the door.
When she gets closer to Shane's office, she hears yelling.
"No way am I letting you do that!" Shane yells.
Liz quietly opens the door and listens.
"Shane, It'll be good for ratings, come on," Tim, one of the head writers, says.
"No! I'm not letting you put her in danger with that monster!"
"Shane, what's going on?" Liz asks, stepping into the room.
"Nothing," Shane says, his tone softening.
"Ms. Andrews, we want to put you in the script," Tim speaks up, ignoring Shane's glares.
"And." Liz urges.
"Well, here's the plan. We wanted you to still be Shane's assistant, but the two of you fall in love. Since, Glen and Shane are fighting, we could fit you in there some where," he explains.
"I don't see what's so bad about that," Liz states.
"You'll be in harms way, I won't let you do it," Shane argues.
"Shane, please. Tim, let me get back to you on it," Liz says.
"Alright, you have my number. Bye Liz, bye Shane," Tim leaves, and Shane turns to Liz.
"Lizzie, please don't do this," Shane pleads.
"Shane, you know Tim better than I do, you know he'll find a way to put me in the script no matter what I say," Liz states.
"You're right. I just don't want Glen to hurt you," Shane sighs.
"Don't worry. Come on let's watch the rest of Raw," Liz suggests.
They sit down and watch the rest of Raw. During Glen's speech, Shane gets up.
"I'm going to get something to drink. I'll be back," Shane says, then hurries out of the room.
Liz raises an eyebrow and shakes her head. She turns her attention back to the TV. As Glen goes on, suddenly, Shane comes out. Liz jumps up and stares down at the TV in shock. He runs out and punches his father and then grabs a steel chair. He battles Glen up the ramp. When Glen is at the end of the stage, Shane whacks him in the head, causing Glen to fall off the stage and onto the floor below. Glen lies there for a moment, then sits up and laughs evilly. Shane and Liz both watch in horror as Raw goes off air. She runs out of the room and down the hall. She sees Shane walking back and she calls out to him.
"Shane!" Liz yells, catching his attention.
"Liz, what are you doing here?" Shane rushes over to her.
"Are you alright?" she asks, ignoring his question.
"I'm fine," Shane answers, glancing over Liz's shoulder, "why don't we talk some where else."
They head down an empty hallway and Liz sits down on a crate.
"I called Tim," Liz says, not looking at him.
"Oh, what did you say?" He demands softly.
"I said he could put me into the script if he wanted to," she replies.
"Oh."
"Are you upset?"
"Not at all, I couldn't be upset at you," he says, " I just didn't want you to get involved, that's all."
"Too late, I'm already involved. When we met, that's when I got involved," Liz states.
"Yeah. Come on, let's head out," Shane says as they walk down the hall to get their things.
Once they have their stuff, they drive back to their hotel. Shane throws his bag on the floor and collapses on the couch.
"I'm tired. I think I'm going to go to bed," Liz announces, yawning.
"Alright, see you in the morning, Lizzie," Shane says, getting up and standing near her, "sweet dreams."
Liz smiles and notices how close they are. She slowly moves away, not being able to tear her eyes away from his. She closes her door a little and changes into an oversized HHH shirt. Liz soon falls asleep and soon Shane is heading off to bed. He walks past her room and notices her door open a little. He pushes it open and sees the moonlight spilling over her slumbering body. He tip toes in and slowly sits down on the bed next to her. Shane brushes a stand of loose hair away from her face.
"I promise you, Liz. I won't let anything happen to you. I'd never forgive myself if something did happen to you," Shane whispers, "good night."
Shane takes one last look at her and goes into his own bedroom, soon falling asleep.
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There ye be! Lol, sorry, I love saying that. Ok, so I'm having the shittiest week ever, so I have a lot of time to update. Thanks so much for the reviews, I love you guys!!!! Please keep reviewing, and letting me know what you think.
Much love,
Laura
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Shane walks into the brightly lit gym and looks around. He notices some other wrestlers there and he waves to them. As he heads to the ring that's set up, he sees Liz running on a treadmill. He heads into the area and slowly walks up to her. He smiles to himself and grabs her around the waist and swings her to the floor.
"Oh my god Shane! You scared me!" Liz gasps.
"Sorry, but I couldn't resist," Shane laughs.
He helps her up and Liz dusts herself off. They head to the ring and see Paul and Shawn are in it practicing.
"Hey guys!" Liz says cheerfully.
"Hey Grace!" Paul replies, leaning against the ropes.
She rolls her eyes and waves at Shawn.
"Hey Shawn, how's it going?" Liz asks as she moves closer to the ring.
"Great, whatcha doing here doll?" Shawn asks, joining Paul.
"Shane's going to teach me how to wrestle," she replies.
"I bet he is," Paul says under his breath, so only him and Shawn can hear, causing Shawn to chuckle.
"What's so funny?" Shane questions, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Nothing Sporto," Shawn says, " do you mind if we stay and help?"
"That's fine!" Liz answers before Shane can say no.
"Great, come on Doll, get in the ring," Shawn says, holding the ropes open.
Liz climbs the stairs and into the ring. Shane slides in and stands next to her. A few hours later, she has a lot of moves down, and now they are taking a break.
"You're doing great!" Paul states, taking a sip of water.
"Thanks, I have great teachers," Liz sits up and glances at Shane, " will you teach me the coast to coast?" (When Shane jumps from one turnbuckle to the other.)
"I don't think so, that's way too dangerous," Shane says.
"I'll teach you the pedigree," Paul offers.
"Cool!" Liz stands up and stretches.
"Shawn, you wanna help me?" Paul asks.
"Sure."
Paul shows Liz how and soon she has the pedigree down.
"Thanks so much you guys," Liz thanks them, giving each a kiss on the cheek, and then sliding out of the ring.
"You're welcome doll," Shawn replies, flipping over the ropes.
Liz lifts the bottom of her shirt up to wipe the sweat from her face, allowing Shane to get a view of her slim stomach.
"I'm going to go run, I'll see you guys later," Liz says, "you wanna come, Shane?"
"Yeah, sure, see you guys later," Shane shakes their hands and follows Liz to the treadmills.
"That was fun," she says, glancing over at him.
"Yeah, listen, I'll be right back, ok?" Shane heads back down to the ring.
Liz starts to run, slipping on her headphones. She doesn't notice the person slowly moving towards her. Suddenly, she's grabbed and thrown against the wall. Liz struggles under the man's weight.
"You!" Glen snarls, "where's Shane?"
"I don't know," Liz states.
Glen slams her against the wall again.
"Where is he?" He demands angrily.
"He didn't say, honest!"
"Then I need you to give him a message, ok?" Glen growls at her, not letting her go.
"Anything!"
"Tell him he should have never messed with me because now he's gonna get hurt. Tell him that!" Glen shoves her hard against the wall, and she slumps down against it as he walks away.
A little bit after, Shane comes walking back into the room and sees Liz against the wall, shaking.
"Liz! What's wrong?" He asks frantically.
"Glen, he came looking for you, he freaked out," Liz explains.
"Did he hurt you?" Shane demands.
"He wanted me to tell you that you should've never messed with him because he's going to hurt you."
"Did he hurt you?!"
"Yes," Liz answers quietly.
"Come on, let's go," Shane says, helping her up and walking her out to the car.
"Shane please, don't worry about me, I'm fine, just a little shaken up," Liz pleads with him as he drives back to her apartment.
"No, I'll worry, he shouldn't have done that to you. Now don't argue with me!"
Liz shuts her mouth and they drive in silence. Once he arrives, she says her good-bye and heads in the door. Shane sighs and heads for home.
*~* Monday Night *~*
Shane and Liz head into the arena Monday. Shane glances over to her, noticing her waving at Trish. They arrive at his office and they put their things down.
"I'm going to go chat with the diva's. If you need me come get me," Liz states, heading back out the door.
"Grace!" Paul shouts, catching Liz's attention, "wait up."
"Paul, my name is Liz, not Grace!" She says as he runs up to her.
"I know, so what's up Grace?" he smirks as she playfully hits him.
"Nothing, going to see the girls. What are you up to?"
"Wandering around. So what happened at the gym? Shane said Glen attacked you."
"He slammed me against the wall a couple times, not much."
"Well Shane thinks it's more," Paul states as Liz rolls her eyes.
"I'm fine. Shane needs to worry about himself right now," Liz says as they stop outside the diva's locker rooms.
"Yeah, you're right. Be careful, ok?" Paul gives her a hug.
"I will. Bye Paul!" Liz heads into the room.
"Lizzie!" Trish squeals, "How are you doing?"
"Pretty good, and yourself?"
"Great! Alex and I are going out tomorrow night!"
"Oh my god! That's awesome!"
"I know I really like him. He's a great guy. How are things with you and Shane?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it seems like you guys aren't talking much any more."
"We are having a conflict, that's all. He won't stop worrying about me."
"Oh! You know what that means!"
"Trish, don't start."
"He likes you!" Trish states happily.
"Trish! Stop! He doesn't like me. God! Why am I here arguing with you?" Liz sighs.
"Yeah, but you want him to like you, right? Plus, we're great friends."
"Trish, I'm leaving. See you later."
"Alright, say hi to your lover for me," Trish jokes as Liz glares at her.
"Shut up already!" Liz yells, heading out of the door.
When she gets closer to Shane's office, she hears yelling.
"No way am I letting you do that!" Shane yells.
Liz quietly opens the door and listens.
"Shane, It'll be good for ratings, come on," Tim, one of the head writers, says.
"No! I'm not letting you put her in danger with that monster!"
"Shane, what's going on?" Liz asks, stepping into the room.
"Nothing," Shane says, his tone softening.
"Ms. Andrews, we want to put you in the script," Tim speaks up, ignoring Shane's glares.
"And." Liz urges.
"Well, here's the plan. We wanted you to still be Shane's assistant, but the two of you fall in love. Since, Glen and Shane are fighting, we could fit you in there some where," he explains.
"I don't see what's so bad about that," Liz states.
"You'll be in harms way, I won't let you do it," Shane argues.
"Shane, please. Tim, let me get back to you on it," Liz says.
"Alright, you have my number. Bye Liz, bye Shane," Tim leaves, and Shane turns to Liz.
"Lizzie, please don't do this," Shane pleads.
"Shane, you know Tim better than I do, you know he'll find a way to put me in the script no matter what I say," Liz states.
"You're right. I just don't want Glen to hurt you," Shane sighs.
"Don't worry. Come on let's watch the rest of Raw," Liz suggests.
They sit down and watch the rest of Raw. During Glen's speech, Shane gets up.
"I'm going to get something to drink. I'll be back," Shane says, then hurries out of the room.
Liz raises an eyebrow and shakes her head. She turns her attention back to the TV. As Glen goes on, suddenly, Shane comes out. Liz jumps up and stares down at the TV in shock. He runs out and punches his father and then grabs a steel chair. He battles Glen up the ramp. When Glen is at the end of the stage, Shane whacks him in the head, causing Glen to fall off the stage and onto the floor below. Glen lies there for a moment, then sits up and laughs evilly. Shane and Liz both watch in horror as Raw goes off air. She runs out of the room and down the hall. She sees Shane walking back and she calls out to him.
"Shane!" Liz yells, catching his attention.
"Liz, what are you doing here?" Shane rushes over to her.
"Are you alright?" she asks, ignoring his question.
"I'm fine," Shane answers, glancing over Liz's shoulder, "why don't we talk some where else."
They head down an empty hallway and Liz sits down on a crate.
"I called Tim," Liz says, not looking at him.
"Oh, what did you say?" He demands softly.
"I said he could put me into the script if he wanted to," she replies.
"Oh."
"Are you upset?"
"Not at all, I couldn't be upset at you," he says, " I just didn't want you to get involved, that's all."
"Too late, I'm already involved. When we met, that's when I got involved," Liz states.
"Yeah. Come on, let's head out," Shane says as they walk down the hall to get their things.
Once they have their stuff, they drive back to their hotel. Shane throws his bag on the floor and collapses on the couch.
"I'm tired. I think I'm going to go to bed," Liz announces, yawning.
"Alright, see you in the morning, Lizzie," Shane says, getting up and standing near her, "sweet dreams."
Liz smiles and notices how close they are. She slowly moves away, not being able to tear her eyes away from his. She closes her door a little and changes into an oversized HHH shirt. Liz soon falls asleep and soon Shane is heading off to bed. He walks past her room and notices her door open a little. He pushes it open and sees the moonlight spilling over her slumbering body. He tip toes in and slowly sits down on the bed next to her. Shane brushes a stand of loose hair away from her face.
"I promise you, Liz. I won't let anything happen to you. I'd never forgive myself if something did happen to you," Shane whispers, "good night."
Shane takes one last look at her and goes into his own bedroom, soon falling asleep.
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There ye be! Lol, sorry, I love saying that. Ok, so I'm having the shittiest week ever, so I have a lot of time to update. Thanks so much for the reviews, I love you guys!!!! Please keep reviewing, and letting me know what you think.
Much love,
Laura