When Christy went into Sara's dressing room, she was sitting on the couch, Christy sat beside her. "Christy, come closer." Christy leaned towards her, Sara slapped her.
"Hey, what was that for?"
"That was for giving me damaged goods."
"What are you talking about?"
"That shirt you made me tore up."
"What shirt?"
"The one you gave me earlier, do you know that in my match with Gail that shirt ripped off like toilet tissue, if I hadn't been wearing a bra, it would have been girls gone wild."
"Sara that shirt I gave you wasn't finished."
"What, then why did you give it to me?"
"I was going to tell you but my mind just went blank when I saw Trish Stratus."
"Oh, what did she say about the wristband?"
"At first she denied taking it, then she confessed to taking it and told me that Kane was hers and to stay away from him."
"What, that bitch is crazy."
"Yeah, I know, and guess what."
"What?"
"Kane almost kissed me."
"What, why didn't he, what happened?"
"Lunatic barged in and ruined it."
"Nathan is so annoying, earlier I saw Taker in the cafeteria and I actually was going to go up to him and say something but Nathan grabbed me from behind and started kissing me. By the time I got him to let me go, Taker was gone, I wanted to cry, I swear if Nathan weren't so fine I'd kill him."
"Yeah, I know what you mean." Sara and Christy both started laughing.
Sara reached in her bag, she pulled out a chocolate cake, "Look Christy."
"Ooh, that looks good, what's it for?"
"I made it for Taker as a thank you for helping me in the parking lot."
"Aw that's so sweet."
"Do you think he'll like it?"
"Of course he will."
"Christy I'm so nervous, I asked Nathan where he was, and he said he was on the first floor in the gym."
"Then why are you sitting here with me, go give it to him."
"Maybe I should wait and give it to him later."
"Sara, get up and go before he leaves." Christy grabbed Sara's arm and pushed her out of the door.
Sara headed to the gym. When Sara got to the gym she peeked inside first, she saw Taker inside he was lifting weights, Sara pulled out her cross, "Oh God please help me." She said to herself, she kissed the cross and stuffed it back inside her shirt. Sara slowly walked inside, she watched him for a minute and then said, "Um…T…Taker."
Taker sat the weights down and looked at her, "What do you want?"
"Um…I…I…I."
Taker shook his head and got up to leave. "Um...Taker, wait." He turned around towards her, "Thank you for helping me in the parking lot yesterday, I made this for you." She slowly walked up to him and gave him the cake.
"Uh…Thanks Sara."
Sara looked into his emerald green eyes, she couldn't take it anymore, "You're welcome" She squeaked, then she took off running.
Sara made it back to her dressing room, Christy was inside watching the show, "Hey, you're back already, tell me what happened."
Sara sat next to Christy on the couch, she had a huge smile on her face, "I gave him the cake and he said thank you."
"That's good, you didn't stutter did you?"
"Yeah, a little bit, but I straitened up, and guess what."
"What?"
"He knows my name!"
"O.k., what does that mean?"
"It means he's noticed me before, can you believe he said my name, oh Christy I'm so happy!"
"That's great, so when are you gonna talk to him again."
"See Christy, why do you always have to spoil everything?"
"Sorry, but Sara, if you're gonna get him to like you, you'll have to talk to him a lot more."
"I know, but can't I just enjoy my epic Taker moment?"
"Of course you can".
Trish knocked on Kane's dressing room door, he answered it, "What do you want?"
"Can't I just come by to see you?"
"No you can't."
"Aw Kane that hurts my feelings, can I come in."
"No."
"Well you don't seem to mind letting Christy in."
"Well, you're not Christy, so I ain't letting you in."
"Isn't there something I can do to change your mind?"
"Look Trish what do you want?"
"Isn't it obvious, I want you?"
"Well what you want you can't have."
"That's just unacceptable, because I always get what I want."
"Well not today." Kane shut the door in her face. Trish sighed, 'He'll come around', she thought as she began to walk down the hall.
Kane opened the door, "Trish."
'I knew he'd come around', Trish thought as she turned towards him, "Yes, Kane?"
"Leave Christy alone."
"What?" Kane didn't answer her, he just slammed the door.
"That bastard." Trish said as she continued down the hallway.
Trish went to Eric Bischoff's office, she knocked on the door, "Come in." He answered. Trish walked in. "Oh, hi Trish, what can I do for you"
Trish sat on the edge of Eric's desk, "Oh nothing, I just need a little favor."
"What?"
"Well, do you know that cheap red head that makes the costumes?"
"You mean Christy Austin?"
"Yeah, whatever, she's been running her mouth lately saying she can kick my ass, and I want her in a match."
"What, Trish are you out of your mind, she has no wrestling training what-so-ever, giving you that match is like a lawsuit waiting to happen, I can't do it."
"Eric, please, you put Candice in a match with Lita, and she has no wrestling training."
"That's different, Candice attacked Lita, she had it coming."
"But Christy has it coming too, can't you just bend the rules a little."
"No, I can't do that."
Trish sat on Eric's lap, "Oh Eric, please, I'll tell you what, if you do me a favor, I'll do you a favor." Trish said, rubbing his chest. "Well, since you put it like that I guess there is something I can do, tomorrow, I'll make a tag match, if she finds a partner, I'll give you the match."
Trish gave Eric a kiss, "Trust me Eric, you won't regret this."
Trish kissed Eric, then she got up and left the room, "I'm sure I won't", Eric said as he thought about Trish. After the show Christy and Sara left the arena, and went to the hotel.
The next night Christy went to the arena, she went to her dressing room and pulled out her supplies, Molly Holly came in. "What can I do for you?"
"I need a corset, a blue one that straps up in the back."
"O.k., it'll be ready by tomorrow."
"Alright."
Molly left and Sara walked in, "Hi, are you finished with my t-shirt?"
"Yeah, here it is."
"I hope this one doesn't rip."
"Shut up."
"What did Molly want?"
"She wanted me to make her a corset."
"What, didn't you just make her one last week."
"Yeah, I know, I guess she couldn't fit her fat ass in it, notice she didn't wear it to the ring." There was a knock on the door, "Come in." Christy said. It was Trish Stratus.
"What the hell do you want?"
"I just came by to tell you that you need to find yourself a partner."
"What are you talking about?"
"Eric Bischoff gave you a match, picture this, it'll be Trish Stratus and Tyson Tomko VS the cheap red head herself Christy Austin and whatever lousy partner you choose."
"What, he can't do that."
"Of course he can he's the boss, you know I've been waiting for a chance to get my hands on you."
"You bitch."
"Call me whatever you want, but you won't be saying that when we get in the ring."
"Oh we'll see about that." Trish headed towards the door, and then she turned around, "Oh and by the way Christy, Kane has been given the night off." Trish laughed as she went out the door.
Christy flopped on the couch, "Sara what am I gonna do?"
"What do you mean, what are you gonna do, you're gonna go out there and kick Trish's ass. Trust me she's lousy in the ring, I've beaten her so many times this year, i've lost count. Just put some of that training I gave you to use."
"Sara I'm not a wrestler, I don't want to be a wrestler."
"Well for tonight you have to be."
"What am I gonna do about a partner, Kane was my only option, Tyson is gonna kill me."
"No he won't, you'll just have to find another one."
"But who am I gonna get, Nathan said he had an autograph signing today."
"Christy don't panic."
"What do you mean don't panic, I'm gonna be in a handicap match, I have to go talk to Eric Bischoff."
"Christy I really don't think that'll help."
"Well I have to try." Christy left the dressing room and headed to Eric Bischoff's office. Christy walked into his office.
"Hey, haven't you ever heard of knocking?"
"Not when you put me in a wrestling match."
"Christy, I'm not changing my mind about the match."
"Well you need to do something because I don't have a partner."
"That's not my problem."
"Of course it is, why would you give Kane the night off?"
"Because Trish thought he deserved the night off."
"This is bullshit, what, do you do everything Trish tells you to do?"
"I will in this case because the stakes are so high."
"What stakes?"
"That's between Trish and me", Eric stood up and walked towards Christy, "You know Christy, if you were willing to give me something in return, I could cancel this match."
Eric began stroking Christy's hair, Christy jerked her head away, "Are you out of your mind, I'm not Trish, I wouldn't sleep with you if you had the face of Kane and the body of Batista." Christy stormed out of his office.