Cry Me A River
By Kyizi
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, only the story does.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: This will take place just before Summerslam and lead up to and through that event (possibly even a little after it)
Summary: After Matt turns on her again, Lita finds help and perhaps even love in the most unexpected place
Feedback: Always! :)
Pairings: Lita/Shawn, Lillian/RVD, Jeff/Torrie
Email: wwekyizific@hotmail.com
Notes: This idea seemed quite popular, which really surprised me! I love Shawn Michaels and I had to have a fic that included him, so I'm glad you're all interested in reading it!
PLEASE NOTE: In this fic, Shawn Michaels is not married and does not have a kid. The references HHH made when Shawn challenged him to the match were to his nephew (he now has one!) and those specifically about his wife were HHH saying it'd stop him having a relationship in the future. *Lita is not injured in this fic, and when Matt turned on Jeff, Lita was there as well, and he revealed a little something else.*
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PART 3
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Lita sighed and pulled her hair from the bobble that was holding it high on her head. Running her hands over her eyes and flattening her hair, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, leaning closer to see if some revelation would occur. She didn't understand why he'd done it, I mean she didn't really understand why he'd wanted to date her in the first place, but she understood his reasons for leaving her even less. It wasn't as if she thought she was ugly, she knew she wasn't, she just didn't understand why he'd even chosen her over all the gorgeous women that threw themselves at him on a weekly basis. And she meant that literally. She'd been present on more than one occasion, her being there not daunting these women in the slightest.
Sighing, she placed her head on her hands, leaning her elbows on the sink. She wasn't sure she could face the crowd tonight, but she was being forced to, so she would. She wasn't being forced in the sense that management had told her she had to, only in the sense of her duty to Jeff. He had a match, and she would be out there for him, regardless of her own feelings because that was what family was for, what it really meant. And whether Jeff was legally family or not, he was a brother to her and she treated her family right, now more so than ever. Jeff was all she had left and she wasn't about to lose him, she'd make sure of that.
"Knock, knock?" She turned at the sound of his voice and smile gracing her lips at his tentative look. She knew that he'd likely asked the women in the dressing room for entrance before opening the outer door, let alone the bathroom door, but that didn't make the uncertain smile on his face any less endearing.
"Hey, you," he said, grinning and entering the room. She allowed him to pull her into his arms and she held onto him tightly. He needed her as much as she needed him and there was no way in this world that she'd let him doubt that.
"Hey," she pulled back and smiled at him. "Torrie didn't jump you on the way in then?"
Jeff mock glared at her but nothing could diminish the slight blush that was coming to his cheeks. "I hate you."
"No you don't, you love me really," she said, smiling sweetly. "It's not my fault that you two are so adorable."
Jeff's blush deepened and she grinned. "Shut up." He paused for a moment. "She's not in there anyway.not that I was looking out for her and will you stop grinning at me like that?"
"Sorry, Jeffrey, Billy teases her and it's my job to tease you 'til you grow some balls and ask her out."
Jeff narrowed his eyes at her, but she could tell he wasn't really angry. "Did you two make a pact or something? 'Cause if ya did then y'all are evil. That's just mean." He linked arms with her and pulled her towards the bathroom door, entering the main locker room area.
"What are big sisters for, if not to tease?" She smiled but noticed the look in his eyes and instantly cursed herself for even mentioning family or siblings. After what Matt had done earlier that week, the last thing Jeff needed was for her to go reminding him about it at every turn.
"Don't even think about it," Jeff said and she frowned. She opened her mouth to question him but he cut her off. "Don't even think about saying sorry. You are my sister, Lita, whether it's official or not. I love you like a sister and you mean so much to me. You know how to treat family, you're always there for me, even when you're questioning my sanity." They both laughed a little before Jeff's face grew serious. "Please don't take it back, Li, I don't think I can handle losing two siblings in one week."
"I'll never take that back, Jeff, I'm just sorry I had to remind you of everything."
"Li, it's there anyway, just don't say you're sorry."
"Never."
"Aw, well, isn't that adorable?"
Lita's head swivelled round and she glared at the woman that had just entered the room. "What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?"
"Oh, don't worry you're pretty little head about that. Just know I'm here on an errand for *my* man,"
Lita scoffed. "Thank you for reminding me of yet another reason I'm happy I'm not with Matt anymore. I'm nobody's errand girl, although it doesn't surprise me that your standards are that low."
The woman's eyes narrowed before a smirk graced her lips. "Aw, Lita, we all know you're just jealous 'cause I have what you couldn't keep."
Lita smirked and stepped closer to her. "You see, that's where you'd be wrong, 'cause I know what he's worth and trust me, honey, he ain't work keeping.but I guess trailer park trash like you wouldn't know any different,"
"Watch your mouth, little girl."
Lita sized the woman up. "Who do you think you're calling little girl?"
Jeff pulled Lita back towards him and smiled. "Ladies, ladies, ladies.well, lady," he turned to Lita an apologetic look on his face. "Sorry, sweetie, I shouldn't class her in that genre, didn't mean to insult you." Lita smiled and he turned to face the other woman. "I have an idea, why don't we settle this in an inter-gender tag match at Summerslam?"
The woman smiled creepily. "You took the words right out of my mouth"
Jeff scrunched up his face. "Then let me put 'em right back, 'cause, honey, I know where that mouth's been and I don't want to catch anything."
"You little." the woman's fury twisted into a smile. "Well, don't worry, Matt will take care of you at Summerslam, and you?" she glared at Lita. "You're mine."
"Oh, as appealing as that sounds, I think I'll pass and settle for whooping your ass. You're going down, Dawn Marie, and trust me, honey, Matt won't be able to stop anything 'cause he's gonna be right down there with you."
Dawn Marie shook her head in disgust and waltzed out of the room, her shouts of protest heard moments later as she was approached by security. The room stood in silence and Lita was sure that her eyes were glistening with fury. She was angry and that little bitch and her bastard of a boyfriend were going to pay.
"Well, that was pleasant," Trish said, breaking the silence and reminding Lita and Jeff that they weren't alone.
"I think Dawn Marie and Matt getting their butts kicked is a very pleasant idea," Lillian said, smiling. "And if Shawn Michaels and Rob kick Test, Lance and Christian's butts next week on RAW then it'll be pleasantness all around."
Jeff nodded then frowned. "Isn't Michaels injured? And why would he and Rob be kicking the UnAmerican's asses? I mean besides them being jerks, is there somethin' I should know about?"
Lita frowned and pushed him towards the door, but not before Jeff saw a shadow cast in Lillian's eyes. "I'll tell you later," Lita said, sending a comforting smile towards her friend. "We have to get out there, you have an unknown match to attend remember."
"Yeah, gotta wonder what Bischoff's got up his sleeve."
"I do not trust that man, but he has been good to you with matches lately."
"Yeah," Jeff said sadly. "I can't help wonderin', maybe if."
"Don't even think about it." Lita said, her voice hard. He looked up at her and the determination on her face caught his immediate attention. "Whether you were getting better matches than him or not, that does not excuse what he did and no matter what Matt said that night, it is not a reason for what he did either. He humiliated me on TV, again and what's worse, he beat up on you. Matt's an ass."
"Yeah, I know that, and he'll pay for what he did you, to both of us. I just wish it didn't have to be this way."
Lita took his hand and squeezed it. "I know you do, sweetie, I know. But no matter what, we'll get through this together, just like we always do."
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End of Part Three
I'm adding an extra week before Summerslam because Shawn and Rob really want to kick the UnAmerican's collective asses, and I have a feeling my Jeff muse will as well, the minute he hears what happened! ;-p
Hope you're all still enjoying and sorry Shawn wasn't in that part, he'll be in the next one, promise!
By Kyizi
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, only the story does.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: This will take place just before Summerslam and lead up to and through that event (possibly even a little after it)
Summary: After Matt turns on her again, Lita finds help and perhaps even love in the most unexpected place
Feedback: Always! :)
Pairings: Lita/Shawn, Lillian/RVD, Jeff/Torrie
Email: wwekyizific@hotmail.com
Notes: This idea seemed quite popular, which really surprised me! I love Shawn Michaels and I had to have a fic that included him, so I'm glad you're all interested in reading it!
PLEASE NOTE: In this fic, Shawn Michaels is not married and does not have a kid. The references HHH made when Shawn challenged him to the match were to his nephew (he now has one!) and those specifically about his wife were HHH saying it'd stop him having a relationship in the future. *Lita is not injured in this fic, and when Matt turned on Jeff, Lita was there as well, and he revealed a little something else.*
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PART 3
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Lita sighed and pulled her hair from the bobble that was holding it high on her head. Running her hands over her eyes and flattening her hair, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, leaning closer to see if some revelation would occur. She didn't understand why he'd done it, I mean she didn't really understand why he'd wanted to date her in the first place, but she understood his reasons for leaving her even less. It wasn't as if she thought she was ugly, she knew she wasn't, she just didn't understand why he'd even chosen her over all the gorgeous women that threw themselves at him on a weekly basis. And she meant that literally. She'd been present on more than one occasion, her being there not daunting these women in the slightest.
Sighing, she placed her head on her hands, leaning her elbows on the sink. She wasn't sure she could face the crowd tonight, but she was being forced to, so she would. She wasn't being forced in the sense that management had told her she had to, only in the sense of her duty to Jeff. He had a match, and she would be out there for him, regardless of her own feelings because that was what family was for, what it really meant. And whether Jeff was legally family or not, he was a brother to her and she treated her family right, now more so than ever. Jeff was all she had left and she wasn't about to lose him, she'd make sure of that.
"Knock, knock?" She turned at the sound of his voice and smile gracing her lips at his tentative look. She knew that he'd likely asked the women in the dressing room for entrance before opening the outer door, let alone the bathroom door, but that didn't make the uncertain smile on his face any less endearing.
"Hey, you," he said, grinning and entering the room. She allowed him to pull her into his arms and she held onto him tightly. He needed her as much as she needed him and there was no way in this world that she'd let him doubt that.
"Hey," she pulled back and smiled at him. "Torrie didn't jump you on the way in then?"
Jeff mock glared at her but nothing could diminish the slight blush that was coming to his cheeks. "I hate you."
"No you don't, you love me really," she said, smiling sweetly. "It's not my fault that you two are so adorable."
Jeff's blush deepened and she grinned. "Shut up." He paused for a moment. "She's not in there anyway.not that I was looking out for her and will you stop grinning at me like that?"
"Sorry, Jeffrey, Billy teases her and it's my job to tease you 'til you grow some balls and ask her out."
Jeff narrowed his eyes at her, but she could tell he wasn't really angry. "Did you two make a pact or something? 'Cause if ya did then y'all are evil. That's just mean." He linked arms with her and pulled her towards the bathroom door, entering the main locker room area.
"What are big sisters for, if not to tease?" She smiled but noticed the look in his eyes and instantly cursed herself for even mentioning family or siblings. After what Matt had done earlier that week, the last thing Jeff needed was for her to go reminding him about it at every turn.
"Don't even think about it," Jeff said and she frowned. She opened her mouth to question him but he cut her off. "Don't even think about saying sorry. You are my sister, Lita, whether it's official or not. I love you like a sister and you mean so much to me. You know how to treat family, you're always there for me, even when you're questioning my sanity." They both laughed a little before Jeff's face grew serious. "Please don't take it back, Li, I don't think I can handle losing two siblings in one week."
"I'll never take that back, Jeff, I'm just sorry I had to remind you of everything."
"Li, it's there anyway, just don't say you're sorry."
"Never."
"Aw, well, isn't that adorable?"
Lita's head swivelled round and she glared at the woman that had just entered the room. "What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?"
"Oh, don't worry you're pretty little head about that. Just know I'm here on an errand for *my* man,"
Lita scoffed. "Thank you for reminding me of yet another reason I'm happy I'm not with Matt anymore. I'm nobody's errand girl, although it doesn't surprise me that your standards are that low."
The woman's eyes narrowed before a smirk graced her lips. "Aw, Lita, we all know you're just jealous 'cause I have what you couldn't keep."
Lita smirked and stepped closer to her. "You see, that's where you'd be wrong, 'cause I know what he's worth and trust me, honey, he ain't work keeping.but I guess trailer park trash like you wouldn't know any different,"
"Watch your mouth, little girl."
Lita sized the woman up. "Who do you think you're calling little girl?"
Jeff pulled Lita back towards him and smiled. "Ladies, ladies, ladies.well, lady," he turned to Lita an apologetic look on his face. "Sorry, sweetie, I shouldn't class her in that genre, didn't mean to insult you." Lita smiled and he turned to face the other woman. "I have an idea, why don't we settle this in an inter-gender tag match at Summerslam?"
The woman smiled creepily. "You took the words right out of my mouth"
Jeff scrunched up his face. "Then let me put 'em right back, 'cause, honey, I know where that mouth's been and I don't want to catch anything."
"You little." the woman's fury twisted into a smile. "Well, don't worry, Matt will take care of you at Summerslam, and you?" she glared at Lita. "You're mine."
"Oh, as appealing as that sounds, I think I'll pass and settle for whooping your ass. You're going down, Dawn Marie, and trust me, honey, Matt won't be able to stop anything 'cause he's gonna be right down there with you."
Dawn Marie shook her head in disgust and waltzed out of the room, her shouts of protest heard moments later as she was approached by security. The room stood in silence and Lita was sure that her eyes were glistening with fury. She was angry and that little bitch and her bastard of a boyfriend were going to pay.
"Well, that was pleasant," Trish said, breaking the silence and reminding Lita and Jeff that they weren't alone.
"I think Dawn Marie and Matt getting their butts kicked is a very pleasant idea," Lillian said, smiling. "And if Shawn Michaels and Rob kick Test, Lance and Christian's butts next week on RAW then it'll be pleasantness all around."
Jeff nodded then frowned. "Isn't Michaels injured? And why would he and Rob be kicking the UnAmerican's asses? I mean besides them being jerks, is there somethin' I should know about?"
Lita frowned and pushed him towards the door, but not before Jeff saw a shadow cast in Lillian's eyes. "I'll tell you later," Lita said, sending a comforting smile towards her friend. "We have to get out there, you have an unknown match to attend remember."
"Yeah, gotta wonder what Bischoff's got up his sleeve."
"I do not trust that man, but he has been good to you with matches lately."
"Yeah," Jeff said sadly. "I can't help wonderin', maybe if."
"Don't even think about it." Lita said, her voice hard. He looked up at her and the determination on her face caught his immediate attention. "Whether you were getting better matches than him or not, that does not excuse what he did and no matter what Matt said that night, it is not a reason for what he did either. He humiliated me on TV, again and what's worse, he beat up on you. Matt's an ass."
"Yeah, I know that, and he'll pay for what he did you, to both of us. I just wish it didn't have to be this way."
Lita took his hand and squeezed it. "I know you do, sweetie, I know. But no matter what, we'll get through this together, just like we always do."
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End of Part Three
I'm adding an extra week before Summerslam because Shawn and Rob really want to kick the UnAmerican's collective asses, and I have a feeling my Jeff muse will as well, the minute he hears what happened! ;-p
Hope you're all still enjoying and sorry Shawn wasn't in that part, he'll be in the next one, promise!