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, Lillian/RVD, Jeff/Stacy

Feedback: Always! :)

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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He walked through the hallways, his gaze down, avoiding all eye contact. He didn't think he could stand the looks of pity much longer. To be honest, he wasn't sure why he was here, he didn't have to be with the company till Summerslam and it could quite possibly be detrimental to his health should he bump into his *ol' buddy* Hunter.

Shawn sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He still couldn't believe that the man had turned on him, although, he didn't know why it had shocked him so much, Hunter was *The Game*, always looking out for himself.and only for himself. He had always known that Hunter was a little self involved, but he'd still thought of the man as his best friend. They'd been through everything together, they'd been DX together, they'd been best friends, Hunter had even been there with him when his sister had given birth to Devlan.he'd been there at Christina's funeral.

He closed his eyes briefly and shook his head, bringing the image of Devlan to the front of his mind. The little man was currently with a babysitter so that Shawn could be at the arena and he couldn't wait to get back to the hotel. He knew that most people thought he'd given up wrestling due to injury and that was just the way he wanted it, but Hunter knew otherwise and that only made him angrier. Hunter knew he could beat him easily with an injury, they both knew it.but the fact that *The Game* was so confident knowing that he was at full strength simply pissed him off.

He shook his head again and looked up, making sure he was taking the right turning when something grabbed his attention. He frowned and moved closer to the doorway waiting to hear if the sound repeated itself. After a few moments he was preparing to move away from the door, ready to head back to his assigned locker room when he heard it again. It was muffled, as if someone was gasping for breath.as if someone was restraining that breath.

Not stopping to think, he threw himself against the door, surprised when it fell open easily, the hinges obviously old and worn. He picked himself up and glared at the man before him.

"What the hell do you think you're."

Shawn lashed out, his foot connecting with the man's chin, a resounding crack resonating through the silent room. He glared down at the man's prone form for a moment until a sharp sob snapped him back to attention and he looked up instantly. He frowned a little and moved towards her, flinching when she jerked away. She was pressed back against the wall, fear in her eyes.

"Please," he said softly. "I promise I won't hurt you."

She looked as if she were ready to run, glancing about her as if calculating distances. After a moment, she seemed to realise her situation and she screamed a little as the man on the floor groaned.

"Please, honey, let me take you out of here,"

She looked up at him and he was relieved to note that her fear lessened when she was looking at him. "I.I couldn't stop him."

"I know," he took a step closer and crouched down in front of her. "And we'll make him pay, but please, just let me take you out of here."

She nodded and reached out a shaky hand to meet his. He gently pulled her to her feet and waited a moment, trying to gauge how she'd react if he were to pull her closer. She seemed to understand and nodded, moving towards him, easing herself to his side as he slid an arm over her shoulder.

"What.what if he wakes up and comes after me.I.what if he."

"Lillian," he turned her round to face him and cupped her face. "I won't let him hurt you, I promise." She nodded, nothing more than a slight jerk of her head, but he could tell that she trusted him that much. "Where do you want me to take you?"

"L.Lita."

"Okay, honey, to Lita it is."

With that, he slipped his arm back over her shoulder and pulled her from the room, leaving Test's prone body on the floor.

~x~x~x~x~x~ END PART ONE

Okay, I had originally had that as Lita and Matt, but I thought it was a little too predictable that way! So hope you like the amendment and hope you all like it so far! Don't worry, Lita *will* be in the next part!