Chapter 3

As soon as Cena and Lita were backstage several medical personnel rushed off to Cena's aid. Before dragging him to a nearby table for a quick examination John placed his hand on Lita's cheek delicately.

"Thanks for the save baby. I owe you one." He said to her with a smile on his face.

Lita smiled back, but just as John was escorted away, Lita replayed in her mind what he had just said.

"Did he just call me 'baby'?" She thought to herself.

Lita couldn't help but to smile now both on the inside and the outside. There was no telling what John meant by using the word 'baby'. He'd never said that to her before. Maybe he was just caught up in the moment. Who knows, maybe he was delirious even. Lita tried not to think about it too hard and was actually quite surprised at how much of an affect it had on her. She felt sixteen again as the butterflies in her stomach demanded to be noticed. Before she could indulge too long in the moment though, Triple H and Shane had also made their way backstage.

Triple H gave Lita a warning glance put then simply walked by without a word. Not Shane though, he was pissed.

"Since when did you become John's savior?" Shane asked with venom behind his words.

"Since I decided he shouldn't have to put up with you shit Shane." Lita replied equally harsh.

Shane raised an eyebrow. He was actually quite surprised at the fight Lita had within her, but he didn't appreciate at all the fact the she not only interfered with his match, but that she was now talking to him as if he were her equal when in all reality, he was not. He was a McMahon and would one day be running the WWE.

"Listen Lita, you pull a stunt like that again and I'll have you suspended indefinitely. We'll see how much you want to help your little boy toy then sweetheart." He said condescendingly.

Lita wasn't about to take his shit. Not tonight. Shane deserved what he got and more. It was unfair they way Shane treated some of the wrestlers simply because he didn't like them. She had seen him do the same to Matt, she wasn't about to see it happen again to John.

"Don't you have something better to do than to bully one of your top superstars? Vince and Stephanie don't seem to have a problem with Cena. Just you. What is it Shane? You jealous he's got more balls than you'll ever have?" Lita said with a smile on her face.

Shane looked around first to see if anyone was listening before he responded. It was obvious Lita's remark had angered him even further. Shane stepped closer to Lita and bent down to whisper something in her ear.

"Wouldn't you like to know. I've got more down there than you could ever handle bitch." Shane replied back with a smirk stretched across his face.

As Shane moved away, Lita turned in disgust. She wanted nothing more than to wipe that smirk off his face permanently.

It was a well know fact that Shane was somewhat of a womanizer backstage with some of the divas. Hell, he had even been rumored to have slept with quite a few of them, but Lita was smarter and wiser. She saw beyond the money and the power. To her, Shane was nothing more than a spoiled rich kid trapped in a man's body. Lita was one of the few diva's Shane had actually NOT hit on or tried to sleep with. Maybe it was because she never played his game the way some of the diva's like Candice and Torrie did. Instead she simply ignored him when at all possible, but now it seemed this would be next to impossible. Although she had to admit she didn't know Shane all that well and had only spoken to him a few times in the past, she did know he didn't like looking like a fool in front of the WWE faithful. As far as the fans were concerned he was the 'holy shit' king of bumps and high risk maneuvers. The simple fact that Lita so easily ruined one of his spots made him determined to prove even more that he was not a fool, especially not hers.

"If that's supposed to turn me on Shane it did the complete opposite. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to check on John." Lita replied and then walked away.

As Lita left, Shane took a long hard look at her ass. Even though Lita wasn't really Shane's type, he had to admit, she had a nice ass. Too bad she had a crappy attitude to go with it. As for John, there was no telling in Shane's mind why any woman would even be remotely interested in a guy like that. As far as he was concerned John was simply a grunt who was about to lose the belt to a man much more worthy than John. A man like Triple H. Hell, Shane thought to himself, if he played his cards right maybe John would lose it to Shane himself.

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As the WWE medical team was finishing their exam of John, Lita walked towards him with a trace of annoyance still left on her face. John straightened up a bit as she approached. Even though he was in a lot of pain, he wanted Lita to notice he could take his shots, hoping to impress her just a bit.

"So what's the prognosis?" Lita asked.

"I'll be fine, just real sore in the morning." John replied grimacing a bit as he struggled to sit straight.

"You look upset. What's up?" He asked.

"Oh just a little run in with Shane. It's no big deal. The guy just gets under my skin." Lita admitted.

John laughed to himself.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. And I thought Triple H was the biggest asshole I'd ever met." John replied, bringing a small smile to Lita's face.

John then did something that Lita wasn't expecting in the least. He reached out and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. Squeezing it just slightly to let her know that he truly was concerned about how she was feeling. The touch sent shivers down Lita's spine.

"I'm serious girl. If Shane really starts to bother you let me know. I owe you now, remember?" John said, once again smiling in her direction.

Lita looked away almost embarrassed. Even though she was tougher than most the woman on the roster, she could feel herself melting before John's eyes. "So this is what butter feels like" she thought to herself, laughing at how corny she must have looked.

"I will. I promise."

As Lita spoke the words, she could feel herself falling in love. There was just something about John that made her smile. Sure she had noticed it before, his smile, his body and his sex appeal, but she had always been too busy to bother to do anything about it. The past year or so for her was full of drama. The last thing Lita wanted to do now was fall in love again. But as John removed his hand from her shoulder, leaving only the smoldering heat of his touch behind, it was something she knew she would not be able to fight for very much longer.