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"Hey Red, wait up!" A voice calls behind Liz, causing her to turn around and see Chris Irving (Jericho) running up to her.
"Hey Chris! How are you?" Liz asks, smiling at her good friend.
"Good, how about you?" Chris asks as they start to walk down the hall together.
"Ok, but I'm still kind of frightened about Glen," she admits.
"You don't need to be scared, Shane will never let anything happen to you, you know that," Chris states, looking over to her.
"I know that," Liz sighs, " Chris, can I tell you something?"
"Sure, you can tell me anything Red," Chris says, stopping.
"You can't tell anyone this, but um," Liz starts, but she stops as she sees Shane walking down the hall, "um, I'll tell you later."
"Wait, what were you going to say," Chris asks confused.
"Uh, hey Shane," Liz says, smiling nervously at him.
"Hey Lizzie, Chris," Shane states, shaking Chris's hand.
"Hey Shane-O, you feeling better?" Chris asks.
"Yeah, I'm gonna get Glen back good," Shane replies, glancing at Liz, who's standing there with a weird look on her face, "You alright Liz?"
She sighs and nods, looking away. Shane stares at her for a moment, and then walks over to her. He hooks his finger under her chin and raises her head so their eyes meet.
"What's wrong?" He demands softly, staring deep into her eyes.
"Nothing. Just tired, nothing major," she says, smiling at him.
"You sure nothing else is bothering you?" Shane asks.
"Yeah, I'm sure," Liz reassures him, looking away.
"Alright then. Come on, Raw's about to start. See you later Chris," Shane says, shaking Chris's hand.
"Ok, bye Chris. Come by the room later and we'll talk ok," Liz states, hugging him and then leaving with Shane.
"Bye guys," Chris calls out.
Shane and Liz walk in silence until they reach their locker room. They both sit down on the couch, and Liz glances up at Shane.
"What?" He asks, looking over to her.
"What are you going to do tonight?" Liz states.
"I don't know what you mean," Shane starts.
"Bullshit. What are you going to do to Glen tonight?" She asks.
"Nothing, I'm just going to go out there and talk, that's all," Shane answers, "I promise."
Liz sighs and leans back. Shane stands up and looks in the mirror. She raises an eyebrow and he turns around.
"I'm going out pretty soon. I want you to stay back here and don't open the door for anyone. Got it?" He states, grabbing something covered with a sheet.
"Yeah, sure. What's that?" Liz points to the mystery object.
"You'll find out."
With that, he leaves. Liz shrugs and sits down to watch what's going to unfold. She hears Shane's music and Liz sits up. He comes walking out, stopping at the top of the ramp. He hold's his microphone up and begins to talk.
"This Sunday at Summerslam, there will be no match between Eric and myself because I'm going to drag his slimy self down to the ring tonight! I also have something special for Kane."
He walks back stage and comes back out with a gas can.
"Kane, you're not the only one who likes to play with fire!"
His music hits and he walks backstage. Soon, Liz can hear him coming down the hall. He opens the door and flashes a smile. He pulls her up and puts an arm around he shoulders.
"Come on, lets go get a bite to eat in catering," he says leading her out of the room and down the hall. He pushes the door to catering open and they walk in together. They walk over to the tables full of food and they grab a bite to eat. Liz grabs a small salad while Shane grabs some chicken and potatoes. Liz scans the room and sees Chris, Trish, Kevin, and Shawn sitting at a table. They head over to them and sit down, with Liz next to Trish and Shane next to Shawn. They all talk for a while and Liz gets up to throw away her things, she catches a glance of the monitor in the room and gasps.
"SHANE!" Liz screams, causing everyone in the room to look at her.
Shane rushes over and looks up to where she's staring. His eyes go wide and he turns angry.
"THAT SON OF A BITCH! I'LL KILL HIM!" Shane yells angrily.
He grabs Liz's arm and drags her down the hall to their locker room. He starts shoving all his things into his bags and he looks up, noticing Liz is sitting on the couch watching what's going on, stunned. She watches in shock as Eric forcefully kisses Linda. He kneels down next to her.
"Do you have your things ready?" He asks as she just nods.
He pulls her up and grabs his bags, as they start to run down the hall. Shane takes his cell out of his pocket and dials his mom's office's number. He cusses when she doesn't pick up. Liz tries to catch up to him as he runs fast. She watches as he grabs somebody and throws him down to the ground to take his car. Liz slides into the passengers seat and tosses her things in the back as Shane peals out of the parking lot.
"Liz, I want you to keep trying to get a hold of my mom," Shane says, handing her his cell.
Liz nods and takes the cell, dialing Linda's number. After several tries, Liz finally got a hold of her.
"Mrs. McMahon, are you ok?" Liz asks frantically, as Shane looks over to her.
"Elizabeth, how many times do I have to tell you, it's Linda, and yes I'm fine. Just a little shaken."
"That's a relief, well it looks like you son wants to talk to you," Liz giggles as Shane makes a 'gimme' motion with his hand.
"Alright dear, talk to you soon," Linda says.
Liz hands over the phone and sighs in relief. She listens as Shane starts asking his mom about a million questions at once and Liz giggles. Shane finally hangs up and looks over to her.
"She's fine. Security came in and removed him from the house," he states with a sigh.
"Thank god. I can't believe Eric would do that," Liz says, shaking her head.
"I can. That son of a bitch will pay," Shane vows.
"What about Glen? You know he'll have a part in Sunday."
"I'll just have to watch my back, that's all."
"Shane, please be careful. I don't want to see you get hurt."
He reaches out and places his hand on her cheek.
"I'll try not to get hurt, I promise."
The rest of the trip to Greenwich was a quiet one except for the radio playing the 80 tunes. About 3 in the morning, they pull up to Liz's apartment. She turns to Shane and gives him a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks for the ride, if you need anything, call me," she states, opening the door and grabbing her bags.
"I will, you can count on it," Shane states.
She waves bye and walks up the stairs to her apartment. Shane pulls out and heads for his home. Liz pulls her keys out of her pocket as she nears her door, but she stops when she sees the door was open a crack. She pushes the door open and tries to see if anyone is in there but it's too dark. Liz pulls out her cell and dials Shane's cell.
"Shane McMahon."
"Shane this is Liz. I need you to come back here now."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Someone is or was in my apartment."
"I'll be right there."
Shane does a U turn and speeds back to Liz's apartment. He pulls up and dashes up the stairs to see Liz sitting against the wall.
"Liz, you ok?" Shane asks, stopping in front of her.
"Yeah, come on lets go in," she says, as Shane helps her up.
Shane enters first and reaches for the light switch and flips it on, revealing what's left of her apartment. The whole place is trashed, mirrors broken, furniture flipped over, and her belongings scattered all over the place.
"Who did this?" She asks in almost a whisper.
"I don't know," Shane replies.
Suddenly they hear a noise in the bedroom. Shane creeps into the darkened bedroom and flicks on the light to reveal the bedroom trashed worse than the living room and her cat crawling out from under the messed up bed.
"Sammy, aw come here kitty," Liz coos, rushing over to her tabby cat.
She picks him up and gives his a small kiss on his small head. She glances up and screams. Shane whirls around and stares at the message written on her mirror. 'You're next bitch' stares back at them. Liz hugs her cat closer and rushes over to Shane.
"You're not safe here. Grab some things and lets get the hell out of here," he states, putting an arm around her.
She nods and sets her cat down and starts to pick up her clothes scattered around the floor. Shane bends down and starts to pick them up as well. Liz shoves some of them in a bag in the closet. She hears Shane chuckling and she turns around to see him holding her new red, silky, see through nightie. Liz turns bright red and snatches it away. She smacks him lightly as he bursts into laughter.
"You're a jerk, you know that," Liz states zipping up her bag, "I'm ready."
"You going to take Sammy?" Shane asks as his laughter stops.
"I think I will, if that's ok."
"You know it's ok."
Shane bends over and picks the fat cat that is rubbing against Shane's legs. He leads Liz out of her apartment and shuts the door. He hands her the cat as he climbs into the car. He drives back to his house and helps Liz with her things. He sets her bag down by the stairs as she lets Sammy down on the floor. He creeps around the house looking at the new place. Liz giggles and follows Shane into the TV room and she sits down on the couch as Sammy tears around the corner, and into Liz's lap.
"Do you remember when you gave me Sammy?" Liz asks as he settles in on her lap and starts to doze off.
"Yeah, like it was yesterday. You were in the hospital because of Rodney. I can't believe I ever trusted that bastard." (A/N: The Rodney mentioned is the one from the Mean Street Posse, just a heads up)
"You didn't know that he was going to hurt me. I think it was sudden." Liz states softly.
"What did happen that night, you never really told me."
"Rodney came home that night, drunk, and heard me talking to you. After I hung up and came out of the bedroom, he thought I was cheating on him with you. He went crazy. He started throwing things and that's when he slapped me. He just kept beating me for what seemed like forever until he just stopped and left. I don't know how I called the police, I was losing blood badly, but I called them and the rest you know."
"I should've been there for you," Shane says, placing his head in his hands.
"Shane Brandon McMahon, look at me," Liz demands softly, "you didn't know. So don't blame this on yourself."
"I know, but," Shane starts only to be cut off by Liz.
"No but's about it, got it? Switching the subject, who do you think did that?"
"I don't know for sure, but I think it's either Glen or Eric, or maybe both are in on this."
"I don't like this Shane, you're going to end up getting hurt."
"Liz, we've been through this before, both Eric and Glen have gone too far and they deserve to pay."
"Shane please, just listen to me. Eric has something up his sleeve and I know its bad. Please be careful Sunday."
"Liz, I can't promise you anything, but I'll try."
"That's all I ask for. I'm going to go to bed, g-night Shane," Liz says standing up and giving Shane a hug.
He embraces her tightly and they stay like that for a while until Liz slowly pulls away. She smiles and turns away, picking up her bag and heading upstairs. Shane's eyes follow her until he can't see her any more. Once he hears her door click shut, he grabs his cell and dials Paul's number.
"This is Paul."
"Paul, this is Shane. I need you to come over here, now."
"Something the matter?"
"Just get over here."
Shane hangs up and goes outside, sitting down on the front steps. A little while later, Paul pulls up to see Shane sitting on the steps with his head in his hands.
"Shane?" Paul asks as he walks up to the steps.
"Hey Paul, let's talk out back," Shane suggests, getting up and following Paul around back.
They both sit down and Shane grabs a beer for each of them. Paul takes a gulp then looks at Shane.
"So why did I need to come over here?" He asks, playing with his beer bottle label.
"Someone broke into Liz's apartment. Her whole place was trashed and on her bedroom mirror the bastard wrote 'you're next Bitch,'" Shane explains, then taking a big swig of his beer.
"Who the hell did that?" Paul asks stunned.
"We don't know. Paul, I'm scared for her. What happens if that creep attacks her. I can't stand to see her hurt. She's upstairs sleeping now, but I can't watch her forever," Shane states.
"You know Dave, Ric, Randy, Chris, Jay, Shane, and I will watch over her," Paul says.
"I know, but, ugh god! I'll kill these two bastards!" Shane states angrily.
"Shane, calm down. You going to be ok?" Paul asks, concerned for his good friend.
"No, I'm not going to be ok because I think I'm falling for Liz."
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Hey everyone! How ya'll doing? There! Finally Shane admitted his attraction for Liz. Please review!!! The next chapter will be about Summerslam, and it should be up soon. Thanks again!
Laura
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"Hey Red, wait up!" A voice calls behind Liz, causing her to turn around and see Chris Irving (Jericho) running up to her.
"Hey Chris! How are you?" Liz asks, smiling at her good friend.
"Good, how about you?" Chris asks as they start to walk down the hall together.
"Ok, but I'm still kind of frightened about Glen," she admits.
"You don't need to be scared, Shane will never let anything happen to you, you know that," Chris states, looking over to her.
"I know that," Liz sighs, " Chris, can I tell you something?"
"Sure, you can tell me anything Red," Chris says, stopping.
"You can't tell anyone this, but um," Liz starts, but she stops as she sees Shane walking down the hall, "um, I'll tell you later."
"Wait, what were you going to say," Chris asks confused.
"Uh, hey Shane," Liz says, smiling nervously at him.
"Hey Lizzie, Chris," Shane states, shaking Chris's hand.
"Hey Shane-O, you feeling better?" Chris asks.
"Yeah, I'm gonna get Glen back good," Shane replies, glancing at Liz, who's standing there with a weird look on her face, "You alright Liz?"
She sighs and nods, looking away. Shane stares at her for a moment, and then walks over to her. He hooks his finger under her chin and raises her head so their eyes meet.
"What's wrong?" He demands softly, staring deep into her eyes.
"Nothing. Just tired, nothing major," she says, smiling at him.
"You sure nothing else is bothering you?" Shane asks.
"Yeah, I'm sure," Liz reassures him, looking away.
"Alright then. Come on, Raw's about to start. See you later Chris," Shane says, shaking Chris's hand.
"Ok, bye Chris. Come by the room later and we'll talk ok," Liz states, hugging him and then leaving with Shane.
"Bye guys," Chris calls out.
Shane and Liz walk in silence until they reach their locker room. They both sit down on the couch, and Liz glances up at Shane.
"What?" He asks, looking over to her.
"What are you going to do tonight?" Liz states.
"I don't know what you mean," Shane starts.
"Bullshit. What are you going to do to Glen tonight?" She asks.
"Nothing, I'm just going to go out there and talk, that's all," Shane answers, "I promise."
Liz sighs and leans back. Shane stands up and looks in the mirror. She raises an eyebrow and he turns around.
"I'm going out pretty soon. I want you to stay back here and don't open the door for anyone. Got it?" He states, grabbing something covered with a sheet.
"Yeah, sure. What's that?" Liz points to the mystery object.
"You'll find out."
With that, he leaves. Liz shrugs and sits down to watch what's going to unfold. She hears Shane's music and Liz sits up. He comes walking out, stopping at the top of the ramp. He hold's his microphone up and begins to talk.
"This Sunday at Summerslam, there will be no match between Eric and myself because I'm going to drag his slimy self down to the ring tonight! I also have something special for Kane."
He walks back stage and comes back out with a gas can.
"Kane, you're not the only one who likes to play with fire!"
His music hits and he walks backstage. Soon, Liz can hear him coming down the hall. He opens the door and flashes a smile. He pulls her up and puts an arm around he shoulders.
"Come on, lets go get a bite to eat in catering," he says leading her out of the room and down the hall. He pushes the door to catering open and they walk in together. They walk over to the tables full of food and they grab a bite to eat. Liz grabs a small salad while Shane grabs some chicken and potatoes. Liz scans the room and sees Chris, Trish, Kevin, and Shawn sitting at a table. They head over to them and sit down, with Liz next to Trish and Shane next to Shawn. They all talk for a while and Liz gets up to throw away her things, she catches a glance of the monitor in the room and gasps.
"SHANE!" Liz screams, causing everyone in the room to look at her.
Shane rushes over and looks up to where she's staring. His eyes go wide and he turns angry.
"THAT SON OF A BITCH! I'LL KILL HIM!" Shane yells angrily.
He grabs Liz's arm and drags her down the hall to their locker room. He starts shoving all his things into his bags and he looks up, noticing Liz is sitting on the couch watching what's going on, stunned. She watches in shock as Eric forcefully kisses Linda. He kneels down next to her.
"Do you have your things ready?" He asks as she just nods.
He pulls her up and grabs his bags, as they start to run down the hall. Shane takes his cell out of his pocket and dials his mom's office's number. He cusses when she doesn't pick up. Liz tries to catch up to him as he runs fast. She watches as he grabs somebody and throws him down to the ground to take his car. Liz slides into the passengers seat and tosses her things in the back as Shane peals out of the parking lot.
"Liz, I want you to keep trying to get a hold of my mom," Shane says, handing her his cell.
Liz nods and takes the cell, dialing Linda's number. After several tries, Liz finally got a hold of her.
"Mrs. McMahon, are you ok?" Liz asks frantically, as Shane looks over to her.
"Elizabeth, how many times do I have to tell you, it's Linda, and yes I'm fine. Just a little shaken."
"That's a relief, well it looks like you son wants to talk to you," Liz giggles as Shane makes a 'gimme' motion with his hand.
"Alright dear, talk to you soon," Linda says.
Liz hands over the phone and sighs in relief. She listens as Shane starts asking his mom about a million questions at once and Liz giggles. Shane finally hangs up and looks over to her.
"She's fine. Security came in and removed him from the house," he states with a sigh.
"Thank god. I can't believe Eric would do that," Liz says, shaking her head.
"I can. That son of a bitch will pay," Shane vows.
"What about Glen? You know he'll have a part in Sunday."
"I'll just have to watch my back, that's all."
"Shane, please be careful. I don't want to see you get hurt."
He reaches out and places his hand on her cheek.
"I'll try not to get hurt, I promise."
The rest of the trip to Greenwich was a quiet one except for the radio playing the 80 tunes. About 3 in the morning, they pull up to Liz's apartment. She turns to Shane and gives him a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks for the ride, if you need anything, call me," she states, opening the door and grabbing her bags.
"I will, you can count on it," Shane states.
She waves bye and walks up the stairs to her apartment. Shane pulls out and heads for his home. Liz pulls her keys out of her pocket as she nears her door, but she stops when she sees the door was open a crack. She pushes the door open and tries to see if anyone is in there but it's too dark. Liz pulls out her cell and dials Shane's cell.
"Shane McMahon."
"Shane this is Liz. I need you to come back here now."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Someone is or was in my apartment."
"I'll be right there."
Shane does a U turn and speeds back to Liz's apartment. He pulls up and dashes up the stairs to see Liz sitting against the wall.
"Liz, you ok?" Shane asks, stopping in front of her.
"Yeah, come on lets go in," she says, as Shane helps her up.
Shane enters first and reaches for the light switch and flips it on, revealing what's left of her apartment. The whole place is trashed, mirrors broken, furniture flipped over, and her belongings scattered all over the place.
"Who did this?" She asks in almost a whisper.
"I don't know," Shane replies.
Suddenly they hear a noise in the bedroom. Shane creeps into the darkened bedroom and flicks on the light to reveal the bedroom trashed worse than the living room and her cat crawling out from under the messed up bed.
"Sammy, aw come here kitty," Liz coos, rushing over to her tabby cat.
She picks him up and gives his a small kiss on his small head. She glances up and screams. Shane whirls around and stares at the message written on her mirror. 'You're next bitch' stares back at them. Liz hugs her cat closer and rushes over to Shane.
"You're not safe here. Grab some things and lets get the hell out of here," he states, putting an arm around her.
She nods and sets her cat down and starts to pick up her clothes scattered around the floor. Shane bends down and starts to pick them up as well. Liz shoves some of them in a bag in the closet. She hears Shane chuckling and she turns around to see him holding her new red, silky, see through nightie. Liz turns bright red and snatches it away. She smacks him lightly as he bursts into laughter.
"You're a jerk, you know that," Liz states zipping up her bag, "I'm ready."
"You going to take Sammy?" Shane asks as his laughter stops.
"I think I will, if that's ok."
"You know it's ok."
Shane bends over and picks the fat cat that is rubbing against Shane's legs. He leads Liz out of her apartment and shuts the door. He hands her the cat as he climbs into the car. He drives back to his house and helps Liz with her things. He sets her bag down by the stairs as she lets Sammy down on the floor. He creeps around the house looking at the new place. Liz giggles and follows Shane into the TV room and she sits down on the couch as Sammy tears around the corner, and into Liz's lap.
"Do you remember when you gave me Sammy?" Liz asks as he settles in on her lap and starts to doze off.
"Yeah, like it was yesterday. You were in the hospital because of Rodney. I can't believe I ever trusted that bastard." (A/N: The Rodney mentioned is the one from the Mean Street Posse, just a heads up)
"You didn't know that he was going to hurt me. I think it was sudden." Liz states softly.
"What did happen that night, you never really told me."
"Rodney came home that night, drunk, and heard me talking to you. After I hung up and came out of the bedroom, he thought I was cheating on him with you. He went crazy. He started throwing things and that's when he slapped me. He just kept beating me for what seemed like forever until he just stopped and left. I don't know how I called the police, I was losing blood badly, but I called them and the rest you know."
"I should've been there for you," Shane says, placing his head in his hands.
"Shane Brandon McMahon, look at me," Liz demands softly, "you didn't know. So don't blame this on yourself."
"I know, but," Shane starts only to be cut off by Liz.
"No but's about it, got it? Switching the subject, who do you think did that?"
"I don't know for sure, but I think it's either Glen or Eric, or maybe both are in on this."
"I don't like this Shane, you're going to end up getting hurt."
"Liz, we've been through this before, both Eric and Glen have gone too far and they deserve to pay."
"Shane please, just listen to me. Eric has something up his sleeve and I know its bad. Please be careful Sunday."
"Liz, I can't promise you anything, but I'll try."
"That's all I ask for. I'm going to go to bed, g-night Shane," Liz says standing up and giving Shane a hug.
He embraces her tightly and they stay like that for a while until Liz slowly pulls away. She smiles and turns away, picking up her bag and heading upstairs. Shane's eyes follow her until he can't see her any more. Once he hears her door click shut, he grabs his cell and dials Paul's number.
"This is Paul."
"Paul, this is Shane. I need you to come over here, now."
"Something the matter?"
"Just get over here."
Shane hangs up and goes outside, sitting down on the front steps. A little while later, Paul pulls up to see Shane sitting on the steps with his head in his hands.
"Shane?" Paul asks as he walks up to the steps.
"Hey Paul, let's talk out back," Shane suggests, getting up and following Paul around back.
They both sit down and Shane grabs a beer for each of them. Paul takes a gulp then looks at Shane.
"So why did I need to come over here?" He asks, playing with his beer bottle label.
"Someone broke into Liz's apartment. Her whole place was trashed and on her bedroom mirror the bastard wrote 'you're next Bitch,'" Shane explains, then taking a big swig of his beer.
"Who the hell did that?" Paul asks stunned.
"We don't know. Paul, I'm scared for her. What happens if that creep attacks her. I can't stand to see her hurt. She's upstairs sleeping now, but I can't watch her forever," Shane states.
"You know Dave, Ric, Randy, Chris, Jay, Shane, and I will watch over her," Paul says.
"I know, but, ugh god! I'll kill these two bastards!" Shane states angrily.
"Shane, calm down. You going to be ok?" Paul asks, concerned for his good friend.
"No, I'm not going to be ok because I think I'm falling for Liz."
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Hey everyone! How ya'll doing? There! Finally Shane admitted his attraction for Liz. Please review!!! The next chapter will be about Summerslam, and it should be up soon. Thanks again!
Laura