Chapter 9

Lita was already emotionally tired from everything that came about in the last 24 hours. First, her date with John and coming so close to being with him the way she had imagined while daydreaming every time she spotted him backstage. Then, talking with Matt after so many months of nothing. Lita would never forget Matt, but the sparks that once flew between them were now completely gone. And finally, discovering that Shane may be the one behind the flowers. Lita's mind raced as she picked up her cell phone and called John.

"Hello?" A weary voice on the other rend called.

"John, it's Lita, did I wake you?" She asked.

It was close to midnight and both of them would need to be up early to catch a flight to Chicago for Raw.

"Nah, it's all good. What's up?" John said trying hard to clear his mind as he had just started dozing off to sleep.

"I think I know who has been sending the flowers." She said.

Truth be told, John was just as anxious to know who the mystery man was. He was falling hard for Lita and hoped there would be no one to stand in his way. Even if it was just a crazy obsessed fan. John sometimes hated the fact that when he sees something he wants, he'll go all out to get it. It's what has made him the WWE Champ today. A boy with a dream, and now that same boy was dreaming of something different and that was Lita.

"You sure?" John asked.

"Well I'm pretty sure. I finally called Matt."

At the sound of Matt's name, John's heart skipped a beat. He knew their history and couldn't help but to be slightly jealous of the man. Lita continued.

"He mentioned something about Shane and it all kind of made sense." Lita confessed.

John couldn't help but to laugh at the other rend.

"Shane, Shane McMahon? Mr. Romantic himself huh. Lita that's crazy girl." John replied, but then controlled his laughter after realizing Lita was not laughing with him.

"John, I know it's crazy, but it also makes some sense. Anyway, I'm going to have a conversation with him tomorrow before Raw."

"Okay, now THAT's crazy. Lita don't do it, and if you do take me with you." John begged. He knew there would be no changing her mind but he wanted to at least be there just in case.

"John I can't have you with me. I really don't want to make a big deal about it. I'll just go in there and ask him. What's the worse that could happen?" Lita asked.

"Lita please. Don't do it. You don't know for sure it's him. Don't give him that kind of leverage against you." John begged again.

"I have to John. I'll let you know what happens tomorrow. Promise you'll keep this between us." She asked.

John lowered his head and clinched his teeth. He wanted so bad to stop her. Instead he would just have to wait until tomorrow night and hope for the best.

"John, one more thing. Thank you so much. I'll see you tomorrow okay?" Lita said before hanging up.

"Okay Lita." John replied as he heard a click at the other end. "I love you girl." He finished know that Lita would never hear him.

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At the arena shortly before Raw was about to start, Shane and Triple H are having a discussion about the upcoming show.

"So I was thinking tonight we have a lumberjack match. You against John with the Spirit Squad on the outside as the lumberjacks." Shane said enthusiastically to Triple H.

Triple H rolled his eyes. He was counting his blessings that at this moment Shane didn't have full creative control.

"And you think I need the Spirit Squad to help me convince people I can demolish John Cena?" Triple H asked annoyed.

"No. You are The Game. It's just The Spirit Squad will pretty much do whatever I tell them so if I say get your cheap shots in, that's exactly what they'll do. I want to send a message to John and quite honestly Triple H, you're not getting it across." Shane said plainly.

Triple H stood up from his chair. He had heard enough from the Boy Wonder. Getting to within inches of Shane's face Triple H started to speak.

"Is that so? Well how's this for a message…"

But before he could finish, there was a knock at the door. With their eyes still pinned on one another both of them said in unison, "Come in!"

When Lita opened the door, she found the two men standing toe to toe. It was obvious she had interrupted something. Shane took the opportunity to step away from Triple H before Triple decided to finish whatever it was he was about to deliver.

"Should I come back?" Lita asked.

Shane bounded toward her.

"No, no, not at all. Come on in. Hopefully you've come to apologize for your unprofessional behavior as of late." Shane said smugly.

Triple H had enough. Shane's power trip would get him in huge trouble some day and Triple H hoped he would be the one to put him in his place. Unfortunately for him, for as long as he was married to Stephanie, he may never get that opportunity.

As Triple H passed Lita before leaving he nodded his head in her direction, but refused to be 100 cordial. He was in a bad mood and if tonight John Cena or The Spirit Squad had to pay for it, then so be it.

As soon as Triple H was gone Shane folded his arms across his chest and waited for Lita to speak. He had to admit he was a bit surprised she had come to see him.

"No Shane I did not come here to apologize because I haven't done anything wrong." Lita spat.

Shane simply held a slight smirk on his lips as Lita continued.

"I came here because someone has been sending me flowers. A lot of flowers. Specifically flowers with a white rose." Lita said.

"Wow, got to hand it to Cena, he'll go all out just to get a woman into bed won't he?" Shane replied smiling.

Lita wanted so bad at that moment to back hand him across the face for the comment but instead kept herself in check. She hated this more than anything, but regardless of Shane she still had to know the truth.

"Sorry Shane, but John's a true gentleman, unlike some guys here in the WWE." Lita responded knowing that Shane knew who she was referring to.

"Okay, so someone is giving you flowers. Who?" Shane asked nonchalantly, acting as if Lita was simply wasting his time just by being there.

"You." Lita said straight out.

Shane smiled to himself and then walked toward the door. He checked the hallway to see if anyone was approaching and then closed it. This of course made Lita's skin crawl. She was now starting to regret not having asked John to come with her. Her eyes scanned the room almost immediately for objects she could use to fend off any of Shane's advances.

"I have to give it to you Lita. You're a smart girl. Actually, I wanted you to find out, just not so soon." Shane admitted as he got closer to her.

"So care to tell me what kind of sick game you're playing Shane? Is this some sort of twisted way to piss off John?" Lita asked.

"Actually, that's brilliant. Never thought of it that way. But the answer is no." Shane said. The features in his face now starting to soften.

Shane moved in even closer to Lita and then reached out with his hand as his fingers delicately touched her hair.

"I've fallen in love with you Lita. I just wasn't ready to tell you." Shane said as he looked to the ground.

His finger now tracing her face and then he let go, stepping back as soon as he realized how uncomfortable and shocked Lita was standing before him.

Lita for her part was shocked. She had no idea what to think. Shane McMahon of all people had a crush on her. Who would have guessed. By the way he stood there looking to the floor, she could see a certain vulnerability in his features. Stranger things could happen she supposed.

"Shane, I don't know what to say, I..." Lita said but was cut off.

"You don't have to say anything Lita. Now you know why I've been such a prick to you. I'm sorry, but it was the only way I knew to cover up the real me." Shane said to her in a soft, boylike voice.

Lita's eye wandered. She couldn't look Shane in the face. Shane stepped closer to her once again, this time placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Why don't you get ready for the show. Try to forget what just happened here okay?" Shane said with puppy dog eyes staring right through her.

Forget? Lita thought to herself. How could she?

Lita did as Shane asked and made her way toward the door, still not believing what had happened. She would keep this to herself for now, but in the back of her mind knew that John would want to know everything that went on and she promised to tell him. How could she possibly tell John what just happened?

As Lita closed the door, Shane watched her with his eyes. Shaking his head after she was gone he said to himself, "Too easy, way too fucking easy. You were right the first time baby doll."