Title: Wilson, NC

Author: Kaykyaka

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters used within this fictional story. No copyright infringement is intended and no money is being made by this work of fiction.
Ratings: K

Characters: Lita, Edge, OC
Summary: There's a time and a place for everything, for Lita, that place was Wilson and the time was now.

Chapter 2: Southern Inhospitality

Flashback to earlier that day. . . .

"Where the Hell are we?" Lita asked Edge scratching her head, the side of the SUV had left an imprint on the side of her face and her hair was irritating it. What the Hell she thought, everything's sticking to me what is this?

"Everything's irritating you these days Lita," Edge replied ignoring her question, after noticing her messing with her hair he decided they had more important things to talk about than where they were. Edge would rather steer clear of the whole geography conversation all together. He sighed and dragged his fingers through his thick blond mane and was about to turn and say something else to Lita when his breath caught in his throat at the ugly stare she was giving him just at that moment. She suddenly turned away from him and he regained his breath wondering if what he saw was real. He decided it would be best to get to the hotel and then discuss what was on his mind in a safe environment; not that anywhere around here would be safe for him after all, this was North Carolina.

He turned up the radio and shot Lita a cheeky smile hoping she would at least join him in a little harmless conversation about nothing.

"Say Li, what's the name of this song again?" he asked pleasantly but Lita couldn't be more pissed off. The only time her head scratched her like this was when she was stressed and she noticed that Edge's hair never seemed to irritate him in fact, it was always perfect. Perfect Edge with his perfect blond locks and his perfect way of buttering her bread on the wrong side whenever she was irritated, not that she knew why she was irritated but she suspected it had something to do with the fact that they were in North Carolina.

"Dammit Edge why couldn't we just fly to NC?" she asked again a lot more viciously than before causing Edge to gulp and reluctantly turn the radio down. There was no right time, he had to talk to Lita now.

"Okay Li, listen to me I'm gonna pull over by this country club," he said regretfully, "and then me and you are gonna have a little talk,"

Lita scrunched up her nose spitefully, "And what makes you think we can get in there? These babies don't impress everyone you know?" she said indicating her breasts sitting snugly beneath her white cotton wife-beater.

Edge pulled over next to the Wilson County Country Club and took a deep breath wishing he could stall for time. Instead he sucked it up and went for it; with his hands cupped together he opened his mouth and began to speak.

"Why did you wear that V.1 shirt when we were driving through Cameron?" he asked directly.

Lita could feel her cheeks exploding and her scalp starting to boil.

"I think you need to change shampoos," Edge stated whimsically.

"I don't need to change shampoos," Lita snapped back.

"You've been scratching your head ever since we left the mall," Edge said.

"You know I only scratch my head when I'm stressed," she replied irritably scratching her head again.

"Why are you stressed Lita? Is it because I asked you to wear your Rated R Superstar shirt and you refused?" Edge asked genuinely concerned.

"What can I say, I'm a stress magnet," Lita replied avoiding a direct answer.

"Why are you doing this to me? I've worked so hard to put our relationship in a better light by having you around me everywhere we go and I ask you to do one thing and you totally bail on me," Edge said getting angry even though he didn't really want to.

"I didn't bail on you Edge, you bailed on me!" Lita replied, she was mad and she had every intention of getting madder.

"What do you mean?" Edge replied confused.

"You know exactly what I mean! You put me in the position you agreed you would never put me in, you made me choose between you and Matt Hardy!" Lita yelled her eyes squinting in rage.

Edge's mouth flew open in horror at what Lita had just said, "Lita when have I ever asked you to choose between me and Matt Hardy?"

"Never, until last night," Lita said.

"So what's the big deal it was our first trip to Cameron as the Rated R Superstar couple, I wanted to get some publicity that's all!" Edge yelled.

"We're not a couple Edge, we're a marketing ploy thrown together by default," Lita answered back.

"But we're doing a good job of selling ourselves and I wanted to do that in Cameron, is that so bad?" Edge reasoned.

"Yeah, it's only the place my baby was born," Lita replied solemnly and then she went quiet and Edge was afraid to disturb her with another reason to justify his request. After awhile she finally spoke looking up into the bewildered face of her on-screen partner,

"Edge, my relationship with Matt may have gone to Hell, but this is the place Team Extreme was born, we've got fans here Edge, me, Matt and Jeff are a part of North Carolina wrestling history right there with Ric Flair and asking me to wear your stupid t-shirt while staying there was cruel, calculating and makes you a no-good selfish bastard!"

Lita looked away from Edge's face and went to leave when she realized she was holding onto something, it was Edge, she had him by the scruff of his t-shirt and up until she pulled back she was all up in his grill. She started to breathe heavily and snatched her hand away before she did something regrettable and looked at the veins that had swollen up in her arms.

"Edge I'm so sorry," she said honestly, "I didn't mean to threaten you, I just don't like being told what to do,"

"That's alright," Edge said but he was barely audible, like Lita earlier now Edge was mad.

"At least now I know where I stand, it's where I've always stood, all alone by myself. I hear where you're coming from Lita so I won't take it personally,"

Lita shook her head in disbelief, it was clearly too late for that she thought. Then suddenly Edge did the unthinkable: he scratched his head just like Lita had earlier; the stress had jumped from her to him.

"You need to understand that this Rated R Superstar gimmick has made me more recognizable than all the Superstars on RAW and it's like food to me, I need it to survive so, unless you wanna ruin both of our careers I suggest you stick to the current selling merchandise and leave those ancient V.1 t-shirts at home, okay?" he snapped adamantly.

Lita gasped at the promo Edge just cut on her dissing Matt Hardy and felt the unfamiliar need to throw up or Hulk-up whatever would wipe that smirk off of her partner on RAW's face.

"Whatever you say, Superstar," she said shaking her head in disbelief, "When you're ready to come back down to Earth and join the rest of humanity I'll be over there by the lake, throwing up," she said and jumped out of the car slamming the door behind her.

"Lita!" Edge yelled out of the car window, "I know that I could never be Matt, but you have to know your role now and quit living in the past, you're with me now whether you like it or not and the sooner you recognize that the happier you'll be I promise! Lita, where are you going?"

Lita was furious, she could feel her skin starting to burn and her head was scratching her like crazy. Her fists were clenched at the sides and even though she appeared to be looking where she was going she was only seeing red, or more accurately, blond. How dare he talk about Matt in the past tense she thought her anger burning inside her like a furnace, he didn't know what they had, nobody did and yet he was willing to sell everything they had together down the water just so he could get some cheap publicity.

The freshly cut grass crunched beneath her feet as she marched over some unknown territory feeling like she was being cooked alive. The thing between her and Edge had always been fair game but there was nothing fair about what Edge wanted her to do, for her it was cruel and unusual punishment. How could he expect her to spit on years of love and kindness in Matt's home town for the sake of some storyline? Please; she was her own person with her own thoughts and feelings. How dare he she said to herself, he doesn't have a clue about what Matt and I had, well he better get wise or this red-head is gonna explode all over his Rated R career!

Lita looked up and saw a crowd of people on a large stretch of grass and decided to fraternize a little bit. She tapped a lady dressed head to toe in white on the shoulder and flashed her pretty Mona Lita smile.

"Excuse me would you mind telling me what town this is?" she asked sweetly.

"Sure thing hon, right after you give me the name of your designer," the lady replied smiling to the lady standing next to her.

"Oh it's just an old top," Lita replied with a smile.

"No sweetie she don't mean that, she means those!" the woman said pointing at Lita's chest. Lita looked down at the woman's pointing finger and grinned light-heartedly.

"Whatever lady, just tell me what town this is so I can get outta here," Lita replied not phased by the lady's snotty remark.

"You mean you don't wanna try for membership? We're always trying to improve our clientele and something tells me that you know all about improvements," the lady continued and both of them started laughing, Lita deciding to join in with them and altogether the three women were making quite a racket.

"Missy, Darlene what is going on over here?" Harry whispered coming over to the three giggling women.

"Oh Harry go away we're just having fun with our friend 36DD here," Missy replied.

"Well keep it down your husband's trying to concentrate over there," Harry snapped pointing at the man in the middle of the green tapping his foot in annoyance.

"Sorry about him honey, we're having a tournament and this is the final round. He's trying to win the trophy for the third year in a row," Missy whispered to Lita.

"Maybe you should go over there and offer to be his caddy," Darlene chuckled earning a scowl from her husband Harry.

"No I really should be going anyway," Lita said, "So where the Hell am I anyway?"

"Well right now, you're in trouble honey," Missy said watching the angry figure in pink and yellow check socks storming over to them.

"Trouble? Where's that?" Lita asked puzzled.

"It's right between me and you if you don't be quiet," said Doug firmly.

"Sorry did you just threaten me?" Lita asked feeling a hot streak go right from the base of her spine to the top of her neck, "I came here to calm down not to kick a middle-aged man's ass!"

Man did that just come outta me? Lita asked herself.

Doug started to back down as Lita bore down on him with her big hazel eyes.

"Sorry lady but I'm trying to play a game of golf over here," Doug replied backing off of Lita.

"No, you're trying to control me and I don't like being controlled," Lita said stalking Doug who was backing into the centre of the green, "now I'll get out of your hair and you can get back to your game if you could just tell me where the Hell I am,"

"About ten seconds away from getting kicked outta here my dear, now beat it!" Harry snapped appearing out of nowhere. Lita clenched her jaw and stared at the rude man and looked back at Doug who had an apologetic look on his face wishing that Harry had just kept his mouth shut.

"Wrong answer," Lita said and snatched the golf club from out of Doug's hand and turned away from the two men.

"Stop!" Harry called out and grabbed Lita's shoulder, man that was a bad move, as soon as his skin touched hers she swung around holding the golf club like a sword causing Harry to back off. Lita felt the anger she had been trying to diffuse come soaring back, it was as though her head was being put through a vice.

"Back off old man!" she shouted raising the golf club high above her head. Happy with their fearful glares she stormed away from the audience of gaping mouths and man screaming for her to bring his golf club back, the rage inside leading her in an unknown direction.

She swung the club back and forth and wondered what she could do with all this new anger that was building up inside her when she caught sight of Edge's SUV still parked outside the country club.

"Bingo," she said and headed towards the unsuspecting vehicle with the golf club in hand.

"Most recognizable Superstar on RAW huh? What is he delusional? What about John Cena? What about DX?" Lita said to herself. She raised the club high above her head, "You want publicity Edge? Well here's some free advertising!"