As she'd returned here, she'd sensed a pair of eyes on her, and in her peripheral vision, she thought she'd seen Edge.

Edge... Her breath caught in her throat at the thought of the tall blond Canadian man.  They were friends, and had been for a long time now.  He'd been a real comfort to her when she and Matt had split up, very sweet and supportive.

For awhile now, she'd been thinking of Edge in a slightly different way.  She valued their friendship with her entire being, but ever since the roster split - an idea she'd always loathed - she realized exactly how much the tall blond man truly meant to her.  Very shortly after the roster split, the redhead had come to the realization that she'd grown to depend on him more than she'd ever been aware.

And it wasn't as simple as her depending on him... She knew one other thing - somewhere along the way, she'd fallen in love with him...

Lita felt a little bitter.  She knew that, during the roster split, Edge had become good friends with Stephanie McMahon, who'd become the General Manager of SmackDown.  Although the brunette was her friend, she couldn't help the feeling of jealousy that had gripped her - Stephanie had had the privilege of seeing the tall Canadian all the time, since he'd been a part of her show.

The redhead sighed, actually glad she was the only diva in the locker room for the moment.  Although it had made her feel a little better to talk to Chris, it wasn't enough.

She looked up abruptly as the door opened, and Molly Holly came into the room.

"Hi," she said as she saw her redheaded friend sitting alone.

"Hi, Molly."

The petite brunette instantly detected the sadness in her friend's voice.  As she came to sit near Lita, she looked at her with concern.

"Oh, what's wrong?  Don't tell me it's this Valentine's Day thing..."

The other diva looked down, refusing to meet her eyes.  The truth was, the redhead was actually a bit embarrassed over her reaction to one silly little holiday.

"Hey," Molly began as an idea suddenly hit her, "why don't you just go right up to him and...well...go for it?"

Lita looked up to meet the other woman's blue eyes.  Although the sort of thing Molly had just described was actually her style, she just couldn't picture herself doing that with Edge.  Even though they were friends, the idea of asking him out was far too intimidating.  The tall blond man was so gorgeous - he could have just about any woman he wanted at the drop of a hat.  Therefore, why would he ever want her?

"Molly, I..."  Lita's words trailed off as another knock sounded at the door, and Chris Jericho's voice called to her.

"Come in, Chris!"

The door opened, and Y2J stuck his head in.

"Hi, ladies...Molly, would you excuse us?  I'd like to speak to Lita privately."

"Sure."  The little diva stood up and slipped from the room.

The blond didn't speak until he had the door closed behind Molly.  He came over to sit by the redhead, who eyed him speculatively.

"What's up, Chris?" Lita asked, forcing a little cheerfulness she didn't feel into her voice.

"Well," Jericho said as he recalled everything he and Stephanie had gone over, "I've been thinking it over since we ran into each other earlier..."

The woman eyed him expectantly, wondering where he was going with this.

"Since neither one of us has a date for Valentine's Day - Lita, what do you say we be Valentines?"

"What?"  The redhead's eyes widened just a tiny bit in surprise.  Although she'd never thought of Jericho in that way, and she was in love with another man, it touched her that Chris would even consider such a thing.

"Chris, I...I don't know what to say..."

"Say yes," he said, reaching out to place his hand on hers.  "It'll just be two friends together for Valentine's Day - no strings attached, Lita...We'll have fun, I promise."

The young woman bit her lip gently as she looked into her friend's kind blue eyes.  She decided that if she couldn't spend tomorrow with the man she wished would be her sweetheart, this would be nice.  Chris was so sweet and such a good and caring friend.

"Okay, Chris - I'll go for that."

"Great!  So, how about I meet you at the women's locker room after the house show tomorrow night?"

"Sounds good."

"Then it's a date," Jericho said, smiling as he stood up.  "I've got to go get ready for my match, but...I'll see you later."

Lita nodded, a small smile on her face as she waved at him.

As the blond man slipped back out into the hallway, he grinned.  So far, so good, he thought.  It was all going according to plan on his end.  He wondered how Stephanie was going to fare...