Thank you to everyone for the awesome reviews...you've really helped me regain my interest in this story and think of possible endings for it. And I'm sorry but this chapter ends as a sort of a teaser...

Chapter 13

Trish and Dave strolled through the airport, heading towards the limo that awaited their arrival. They had decided, instead of traveling with Evolution, to fly back to D.C. for the rest of the week to fully recuperate Dave. Trish didn't argue with Dave's idea at all when he suggested it. The last thing she wanted to do was see Triple H. She was utterly disgusted at how selfish he was being. Granted, she already knew him well enough to know he possessed that quality, however you would think after Evolution lost the one belt, he'd make sure they wouldn't lose the other…to keep some prestige in the group. Yea, not so much…

The trip was a much-needed break though. There is only so much time you can spend with a group of people before you try to kill each other, especially when the group contains five egomaniacal individuals.

Dave put his hand on the small of Trish's back as he guided her past him, through the automatic doors. His mom always said ladies first, and it's always stuck. Trish saw the limo awaiting and a slight knot grew in the pit of her stomach. She knew Triple H was in there and she didn't want to hear his mouth. She didn't feel like arguing. Granted, after the long discussion Trish had with Dave in regards to protecting her, she knew he would intervene if things got too out of hand. He had explained why he didn't defend her when Hunter was screaming at her last week. And he had a valid point, once she thought about it. She never was afraid of Hunter before…why now?

That question was one she didn't know the answer to. It was either because Dave had spoiled her with his protection, or because that stupid comment Randy made kept echoing in her damn brain. But regardless, Dave and her came to a reasonable solution: Dave would intervene when things got out of hand. Meaning, if he could tell she was drowning, he'd step in and handle things. And that was a perfect idea; she couldn't allow herself to lose the little edge she had over H. That would mean she's slipping. And that's not a good thing…especially in dealing with Evolution.

Trish turned and looked up at the big man "You go first." He chuckled, "Trish, he's not that scary. It'll be ok." Trish rolled her eyes, "I'm not afraid of Hunter…please…I just don't wanna hear his damn bitching." Dave started laughing as he pulled her into a hug. "I mean seriously," she continued, "a whole week without hearing that voice…can you blame me?" He looked down and smiled at her. "What?" she asked, glancing up, beginning to chuckle lightly. He placed a kiss on her lips, "Nothing" he said as he opened the door to the limo, all the while thinking 'There's the Trish I know.'

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"I'm just saying, the main reason I joined was for protection to keep my belt…and here I am…beltless!" Trish yelled. Her and Triple H were going at it, as usual. It was just the two of them in the locker room, but she didn't care. She could hold her own as far as she was concerned. "Fine Trish, and the reason why I invited you was to help me keep my title!" Triple H paced back and forth in front of her. She laughed, "Now that's funny. Cause I thought you wanted me to recruit a new member or two…AND because I had gold, making your little precious faction even more elite." Triple H stopped pacing and stared and her.

"Uh, guys…" their stare down was interrupted by Edge, who peeked his head in the door. "I just ran into Carmella. She said Bischoff is scheduled to go to the ring shortly to give you back your title." Triple H turned to Edge, a smile slowly forming on his face. Trish maintained her glare on his portrait face. "Well, looks like you recruit finally did something right. Let's get to the ring." Triple H said, heading towards the door. Trish reached out and grabbed his arm, turning him harshly.

"This conversation is far from over." He turned back to her, his hands clenching into tight fists at his side. Trish noticed them and couldn't help but smirk, "Go ahead, lay one hand on me…and I guarantee Dave will break you in half!" She automatically regretted saying that…the last thing she wanted was to put more strain on Triple H and Dave's relationship. It was already so incredibly damaged. But watching his reaction was priceless. Triple H's face turned bright red and his knuckles were slowly turning white. He paused for a second before turning and leaving the room.

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Bischoff and Carmella stood in the middle of the ring as Evolution started their descent. All 5 of them, dressed in their finest. From the outside, they looked like a well-kept group, but on the inside, they were crumbling slowly, or at least that's the way Trish felt. Ric was first to enter the ring, separating the ropes, allowing Triple H and Edge entry. Dave entered next, separating the rope with his knee, allowing Trish entry.

"Triple H, had I known what utter chaos those four idiots backstage would cause while I was away, I would have never made that stupid match giving the winners complete control of RAW. I owe you an apology. I should have left Evolution in control of things while I was away. I am sincerely sorry and to make my apology even more heart felt, I want to give you this championship belt back for all the troubles you endured." The two of them smiled their cheesy ass grins, and just as Triple H grasped the belt, Vince McMahon's music hit and out came Jericho, Benoit, Orton, and Vince himself.

"Hold up there Eric. I'm going to have to say that I don't agree with simply giving Triple H the belt back when he was beaten fair and square by Benoit and Edge. So, as the chairman, I'm going to make the decision regarding the belt. Now, originally, I had decided to make it a Triple Threat match between Triple H, Benoit, and Edge. But after watching your groveling in the ring, I've decided to punish the two of you, per say. I decided to make a five way match for the title between Triple H, Chris Benoit, Chris Jericho, Edge, and Randy Orton!"

The crowd went crazy, while Eric, Carmella and Trish's mouths dropped. Triple H started throwing one of his tantrums as usual. He slowly calmed himself and hastily grabbed a mic from one of the audio men. "You know what Vince…that's fine. There will be two members of Evolution taking place in that match. And a win for Evolution would be a win for myself. So you've just given Evolution a forty percent chance at winning." Bischoff's eyes lit up, "Ok Vince…how bout we raise the stakes a bit…let's make this match a six man match…yea…in an Elimination Chamber match…at New Year's Revolution! That's right…a six man Elimination Chamber Match at New Year's Revolution where the sixth man will be no other than…BATISTA!"

Trish's eyes grew huge after hearing Dave's name. 'Are you kidding me! What the hell is he thinking!' She glanced at Dave who just nodded coolly and then at Triple H who looked like he just saw a ghost. "Fine…Elimination Chamber it is…at New Year's Revolution." Trish turned and looked and Carmella whose face was still so incredibly pale. 'Yup, only God could prevent her plan was being carried out…and unfortunately, Vince McMahon was the Wrestling God.'

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Trish, Edge and Dave sat backstage. They had just listened to Hunter rant and rave for about an hour. "Look guys, I'm just saying that he's going crazy as of lately. He's on this selfish rampage and no one can talk any sense into him. Evolution's supposed to be this great faction where we all help one another. And I'm sorry, but as of lately, the only ones who have been helping around here are the three of us! I mean, honestly, if it weren't for you two, there's no point of even staying in Evolution! And why is that? Because it's all about Hunter." Dave and Edge looked at each other and then down to the ground. They knew she was right, but didn't want to admit it for whatever reason. "I honestly don't know why you two are still in this façade of a faction…" And with that, Trish stood, grabbed her towel, and headed into the showers.

Dave and Edge looked at each other. "You know, she's right…it's as if we're only around so that Hunter can keep his belt." Dave nodded in agreement to Edge's comment, "You know what's even worse? I know for a fact that he didn't mean a word he said in the ring when he said a win for Evolution is a win for himself…and if he did, it's because he expects us to lay down and give the belt back to him…just like Orton." The two of them sat in silence and thought about the conversation that just took place. Little did they know, however, there was someone on the other side of the door who heard their entire conversation.