Cry Me A River

By Kyizi

Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, only the story does.

Rating: PG

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

Pairing: Lita/Shawn Michaels, Lilian/RVD, Jeff/Torrie

Feedback: Always:)

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…

A/N: I can't remember if Regal was part of the UnAmericans at this point, so I'll go with him not being with them yet.

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Part Twenty One

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Lita sighed and bounced slightly on the balls of her feet. She could hear the crowd yelling at the Undertaker as he made his way back up the ramp and it only made the butterflies in her stomach increase tenfold. She was nervous. More nervous than she had been in a long time. She had had intense match ups before, but somehow this was worse. This was Matt versus Jeff, a match she had never wanted to witness, never mind partake in. She had seen them fight before, but this was different. More than anything she wanted to just leave the arena and head to the hospital now, but she was stronger than that. She had never backed away from a fight before and she wasn't going to do it now. She wouldn't give in, not for anyone and especially not for Matt Hardy.

"You okay?"

She turned to Jeff and smiled. "I'm okay." She could tell that he didn't believe her, but she gave his hand a quick squeeze and he didn't say anything more.

"Now isn't that cute?"

Lita took a deep breath and turned to face Dawn-Marie. She was standing with her hands on her hips, dressed more appropriately for a street corner than a wrestling match. "You can say whatever you want, Dawn-Marie, we're going to win and there's nothing you can do about that."

The smirk she gave them was more than a little sinister and Lita had to wonder what the woman had up her sleeve. Her nervousness didn't go away and she frowned as she realised that Dawn-Marie was too cocky; she was too confident. The woman had something planned and Lita wasn't sure she would like it.

The Undertaker walked past them, going almost unnoticed as Matt's music began to play. The two of them left Jeff and Lita alone, Dawn-Marie giving her confident grin before disappearing behind the curtain.

"Something's wrong," she said softly.

"Yeah."

"Jeff, they've got something planned." She looked at her friend, hoping that he would talk her down, tell her that she was worried about nothing.

"I don't think it's a 'they', so much as a 'Dawn-Marie', sweetie," he said, looking at her with concern. "She's up to something, which makes me think it's you that's going to be at the receiving end."

Lita nodded. "Not what I wanted to hear, but at least I'll have my guard up."

Their music started up and he gave her hand a squeeze. "Come on," he said, moving them to the curtains as the crowd went wild. "Keep your eyes open, that's all you can do. The others will be watching for trouble."

"I know." She reached up and kissed his cheek before leading them out onto the ramp. She couldn't help but grin as the cheers of the crowd worked its magic. There was nothing in the world like it and she closed her eyes briefly as the excitement worked its way up through the souls of her feet. She was going to make sure that Dawn-Marie and Matt paid and she was not going to let anything get in her way; no matter what they had planned.

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"Well, King, I'll tell you what. We are just a match away, as the Undertaker leaves victorious; a match away from what I believe will be one of the most emotional match ups in the history of this organisation. And that is a non-sanctioned fight between two men who were at one point best friends, Shawn Michaels and Triple H."

"Well, eh, like you said, JR, this has been long awaited. There are a lot of fans out there that that are watching this right now that probably have never even seen Shawn Michaels perform. But they're gonna see it tonight, and it's gonna be something they'll never forget."

"I don't doubt it, King. However, we've got a bit of a slobberknocker for you folks first. This one isn't best friend against best friend, but brother verses brother."

"Don't forget the ex-girlfriend, JR!"

"I don't think I could, King. This has been a long time coming. Ever since Matt dumped Lita on national television and started dating that-"


"That lovely Dawn-Marie. Come on, JR, she's quite the looker."

"She's quite something, King, and it does rhyme with 'looker', I'm just not sure it's a word I'm allowed to say on television."

"She's gorgeous and she's clearly keeping Matt Hardy happier than Lita ever did. Just look at them! I'll bet Lita never made Matt smile like that."

"I don't think Lita wants to make Matt smile, King, I think she'd rather make him cry and, speaking of the lovely young woman, here come Lita and Jeff."

"Wow, that's fast. I think Jeff wants to get this match started! Look at that, JR; he tore right to the ring."

"And that's the bell. This one's started and I doubt it's going to be dull…"

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Torrie fumbled with the phone keys, trying, for the umpteenth time, to get an answer. She had tried Jeff, Lita, and Billy to no avail and was attempting to remember Edge's number. After a few failed attempts, 'this number is not recognised', she heard ringing and crossed her fingers. She had no idea how many matches had passed, but she hoped she was able to get in touch with someone before Lita and Jeff went out to the ring.

"Hello?"

"Edge?" she yelled, almost frantically.

"Torrie, is that you?"

"Yes, oh, my God, I'm so glad I finally got you. I've been trying for ages."

"Torrie, calm down, what is it?"

"Listen to me; you can't let Lita out of your sight."

"Honey, Lita and Jeff are in the ring."

Torrie's eyes widened. "No! No, you have to get out there. Someone has to get out there or she's going to get hurt. I don't know what Triple H is going to do, but you have got to-"

"Torrie! Calm down! What is Triple H going to do? He doesn't know about Lita and Shawn."

"Yes! Yes, he does! He called Devlan at his Dad's before the accident. He told Devlan that Shawn and Lita were going to get married, or something, I don't really know exactly what he said or why he said it, but he clearly knows that there's something going on. You have got to get out there."

"Oh, God."

"What? What is it, Edge?" Torrie got no reply, but she could tell there were people shouting in the background. There were people shouting and, from what she could tell, Edge was no longer in the locker room. From what she could hear, it sounded a lot like he was in the arena. And Torrie could hear someone screaming.

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End of Part Twenty One

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