Title: Praying For Time

Characters: Lita, Hunter, Edge, Trish, Victoria, Torrie, Dave, Randy, Stacy, Cena and a OC.

Parings: Lita/Hunter; Trish/Cena; Randy/Stacy; Edge/Torrie; Dave/Victoria

Rating: Strong R for sexual content (i.e. rape and consensual), violence and strong language

Disclaimer: I only own the OC. The superstars and divas own themselves. You know you can't sue me.

Story setting: Current time. No AU.

Spoilers: Just to make things clear, Torrie's divorced and she and Edge are engaged. Evolution's still together. Trish's still the women's champion. The Matt/Lita/Edge drama never existed. The Kane/Lita/Matt storyline never existed.

Author's note: I can't stop putting ideas down concerning Hunter and Lita. My muses are just running out of control. BTW, the song Praying For Time is by one of my favorite singers in the world, George Michael.

Summary: After leaving a party one night, Amy's life is forever changed. Now, with so much on the line and a deep dark secret she's been hiding seven months later, he could come back to get her at any time. Will someone finally step up and protect her?

Enjoy and happy reading!

Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!

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Seven months.

Seven months of pure hell.

Seven months of torture.

Seven months of heartache.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, fresh tears fell from her face. Her big brown eyes, once full of wonder was now covered in dark circles; thanks to her not getting any peaceful sleep in a while. Her face, once full of life was now broken and disheveled; thanks to not being able to get out and do something in a long time.

Frankly, she became the shamble of the person she used to be.

And it was all because of what happened that night. The night her whole world crumbled around her. The night her whole life shattered on her lap, literally. The night he came into her life. She never met him, never heard of him, never knew he existed. But, he just had to show up and violate her. Destroy her. And the most shocking thing of it all was, she never saw it coming.

And it just so happens, it all happened on the happiest day of her life...

Seven months ago...

The music was off the hook. The guests were having a good time. The ballroom was so full of life. Today was really a special day for her. For once, she was happy again after the trauma she went through: losing her father in a car crash, enduring another bad relationship and being disowned by her abusive younger brother.

It was her birthday.

She didn't expect anyone to remember it. For the last three years, she was used to spending her birthday in her house; eating junk food, watching television and feeling sorry for herself. But, this time was different.

When Trish Stratus and Torrie Wilson, her two best friends, finally took matters in their own hands and managed to get her out of the house, Amy felt a little better. They took her shopping, had lunch in one of the finest restaurants in the country and they went to the movies. Torrie and Trish just wanted to make Amy's birthday a good one, but no one could predicted how good it was gonna be.

Which leads to her surprise birthday party. That's the one thing she didn't count on. Over 300 people, including her parents showed up to celebrate. When they popped out from the places they were hiding and yelled 'Surprise!', there were literately tears falling from her eyes.

"I'm going outside for a while," Amy yelled while she was dancing.

"Are you okay? Did you have a little too much to drink?" Torrie screamed.

"You can say that. Remind me never to try one of those Bahama Mamas ever again." Amy giggled.

"Why don't you stay and dance with us some more? After all, it's your birthday," Trish said, grinning.

"I know. But, birthday girls need a break once in a while. I'll be right back. I'm just gonna be right outside that door," Amy said before she made her way through the crowd of dancers.

"Be careful!" Torrie and Trish said together.

Amy smiled at her two best friends before she made her way outside.

Pulling her car keys out of her jeans pocket, she was on her way to her car to get something when out of nowhere, someone grabbed her by her long red hair. She screamed when he yanked her back, tightening his grip on her. Tears fell from her eyes when he proceeded to drag her limp body towards an abandoned alley in the back of the party center. Of course, she struggled to get away from him but he was too strong for her. Once he got to his destination, he punched her in her stomach before he roughly threw her down on the concrete floor. She tried to get away from him but he grabbed her ankles and pulled her back towards him.

"You ain't going nowhere, bitch! You belong to me!" he exclaimed before he yanked her up on her feet and threw her roughly against the fence. Amy cried out in pain when she ended up laying on top of the boxes, wrapping her arms around her stomach.

"P-please don't hurt me," she pleaded. More tears fell from her eyes.

He didn't say anything. He pounced on top of her, pinning her arms over her head with his hand. With his other hand, he reached inside his pocket and pulled out a small handgun, then he pointed the thing against her temple.

"You scream, you die. You tell anyone, you die. I'm gonna be watching you, all the time. You won't see me but I will see you. You're always gonna be mine," he snarled. Then he hiked her jeans skirt up to her waist and tore her thong away.

She was defeated. No one could save her now. When he pulled his pants down and got on top of her, all hope was lost. With the same hand he used to hold his gun, he clamped it over her mouth.

"Happy birthday, baby girl," he snarled before he leaned down and kissed her roughly.

And, that's where her nightmare began...

Fresh tears fell from her eyes when she thought about what happened. His face was cold, empty and heartless. He didn't have any remorse in his bones. He just wanted to hurt her and make her live in fear of him. He just wanted her to suffer.

And he did a good job doing that. Since that night, he'd always show up wherever she was, making sure she didn't say anything to anyone. Why would he do that and she don't even know him? To make matters worse, it was getting harder and harder to lie to her best friends. She was running out of excuses on why she couldn't go to parties or any other social events because of her...delicate situation. It was getting harder to go out with a man; all because he was always there, scaring her.

It was like he was her man; always controlling, always obsessive.

But, the one thing he, or anyone else didn't count on was the secret she's been keeping since that incident.

Looking at her newly reformed body, she cringed at the thought of the memories she's been plagued with; and it wasn't just that night. All she could think about was the man who hurt her so badly when she was a little girl, the man who she'd looked up to. The man she used to get a quarter from if she wanted some candy...

The man who was her uncle.

Up until she turned 17 years old, he'd always come up with excuses on why he wanted to see her, wanted to be with her and wanted to get her alone. And, when she would go to his house to hang out with him, he would always take advantage of her vulnerably.

It was happening all over again. And it scarred her. Scared her.

Then, the phone rang out of the blue. Hesitantly, she picked up the cordless phone and pushed the 'talk' button. She hoped and prayed it was one of her friends. She just needed to hear from someone who did care.

"Hello?" she said distantly, pressing the phone to her ear.

"Hey, girl," Trish said on the other line. "How have you been doing?"

"I'm fine. I'd just been tired, that's all. I just need to rest for a while," Amy admitted, breathing a sigh of relief. Technically, what she said was true.

"Really? You need to get out more. Lisa, Torrie and myself have been really worried about you. Why don't you come to brunch with us? It's been a long time since it's been just us girls," Trish suggested.

"Sorry, but I can't. I'm going home in two days. Besides, Vince gave me some time off. I'm going to see my mother," Amy said.

"Come on, Ames. Why don't you tell me what's really going on. We're best friends, remember? Tell me what's going on," Trish reminded her, almost demanding her.

Amy desperately wanted to tell her what's really been going on but she knew she couldn't, because he was watching her every move. He could come in and take her out if she said one word. And, with the condition she's in, she didn't wanna take any chances, whatsoever.

"There's nothing going on, baby girl. I'm fine, really. I just need some rest. Don't worry about me, honey. I need to go ahead and start packing. I'll call you later," Amy assured her.

Trish sighed deeply into the phone. "Okay, girl. I heard you. But, if you need anything, anything at all, you know you can always come to me. I love you, Dumas."

"Got'cha. Love you, too, Stratus," Amy said before she pushed the 'talk end' button on the cordless phone and threw it down on the bed. She looked in the mirror again and sighed deeply, running her hands over her stomach. She broke down and cried because of the one thing he did to her that made this situation even more complicated. And, she knew he could come back and get her at any time; with one major reason why:

She was seven months pregnant. With his child.

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He pulled his baseball cap down to his eyes and adjusted his hoodie on his head. He looked up from the ground and watched her through the window. She was running her hands over her stomach and she looked like she was crying. He looked at her, grinning evilly at the sight.

She was alone. And, with a evil smile on his face, he was ready to take her again.

This time, he's gonna make her his bride.

But, something was not right with her. She looked so disheveled, like she was getting ready to break. As she continued to rub her swollen belly, he thought about what made her do that. Before long, she moved away from the mirror and disappeared from his sight, leaving him pissed off.

From then on, he only had one thing on his mind. He's gonna have to go up there and take care of this matter once and for all.

Well, that's the first chapter. I know it's odd for me to write this because the subject is still taboo to a lot of people. I'm just want to put this down as a lesson and a warning to be careful and look out for one another.

Stay tuned in chapter two because Hunter will finally come into the picture.

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