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Edge's green eyes grew wide as he noticed the scene taking place on the television monitor in the locker room he and Christian were sharing. Very quickly, he became absolutely furious.
Dean Malenko - the slimy bastard - was hitting on Lita! His redheaded girlfriend was obviously not interested, but at the same time, she seemed to find a small, tiny bit of amusement out of the situation. And then, she'd told off that stubby little pervert... And that was when mayhem had ensued...
The Radicals, led by Chris Benoit, had stepped through the door and into the corridor where Malenko and Lita stood. That was not the problem in itself - but the fact that the Canadian Crippler had inadvertently smashed Lita in the back of the head with the door was.
He clenched his hands into fists as Benoit asked Dean what the problem was, calling the redhead 'just another broad.' Edge wanted to annihiliate both Radicals - Malenko for being on the make for his woman and the Wolverine for being such a cold, callous jerk after he'd obviously hurt Lita.
Damn it... The tall blond man stalked to the door, glad that, for once, Stephanie had whisked Christian away. Now would be his chance to do something. At the very least, he wanted to check on Lita. He knew the Hardy Boyz had come upon the scene, as he'd heard their voices as he'd been making his way to the door - damn it again! It sounded distinctly as though they'd gotten into a scuffle with the other men.
Edge burst through the door and into the hallway, his jaw set firmly, emerald eyes glittering with anger. The truth was, he was actually a little angry with himself, too. After all, despite the fact that their relationship with a secret, he was Lita's boyfriend, and therefore, it was his responsibility to keep her safe. He totally hated that he couldn't do that...
The blond Canadian passed the very corridor in which the chaos had ensued, not caring if anyone found his sudden appearance suspicious. Maybe he could cover up, anyway.
As he gingerly went through the door that had hit his girlfriend in the back of the head as Chris Benoit had been going through it, he saw that The Radicals were gone. Team Xtreme, on the other hand, were still around, the three leaning on one another as they hobbled by.
Edge stared at the back of the diva's head, his heart in his eyes. He was debating whether to just watch them go without letting them know he was there, or... Oh, what the hell...
He cleared his throat, then spoke.
"Everything okay here?"
The trio turned around at the sound of his voice, Matt and Jeff Hardy looking equally annoyed - not to mention suspicious. Lita, on the other hand... Well, her eyes widened just a bit for the briefest of moments as she met his eyes, her own silently pleading with him.
"What the hell do you want?" the older of the two brothers snapped.
"Only what I asked..." Edge replied. "I saw what The Radicals did."
The redhead blinked, her gaze still locked with his. Fortunately, neither of the Hardyz seemed to notice their eye contact.
"And I'm sure you got a good laugh out of it," Matt barked. "Get lost - we don't want to have to deal with you after those bastards attacked us for nothin' more than checkin' on Lita!"
"Yeah - take your blond ass out of here!" Jeff snapped, adding to his brother's tirade.
"Guys, guys..." Lita cut in, gesturing with one hand while the other held her still throbbing head. "Peace... He was only asking if we were all right." Her hazel gaze remained on Edge, her heart warming as well. He was so sweet, and so concerned for her.
The Hardyz both eyed the redhead as though she were crazy. Then, Matt spoke again, his dark eyes still full of suspicion as he glared at the Canadian.
"Come on, Lita... I think that bump on your head is doing strange things to you." With that, the two
brothers led the diva out of the corridor - leaving Edge in their wake.