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Lita smiled at Edge as the two traded guitar licks onstage. They were practicing for the night's show and wanted everything to be perfect.
The truth was, the redhead felt a little guilty for the last show they'd put on. Although she despised Torrie Wilson like nobody's business, she knew she shouldn't have just dropped everything and walked off the stage. The guys were depending on her, and she couldn't put her personal life before the band...
The tall blond man abruptly stopped playing and glanced around.
"Hey, where are Chris and Christian when we need them?"
"We don't need them," Lita replied, sticking out her tongue. "All hair the axe master and axe mistress!" They both laughed for a moment before the young woman became distracted by a presence over by the bar.
Although Adam spoke to her again, the redhead was not listening. Quickly, she removed her guitar, placed it on a stand and hopped off the stage - leaving a confused Edge.
She approached the tall, muscular, dark-haired man at the bar, his back turned to her. He was in the middle of writing something on a small piece of paper.
"Sean?"
The young man turned at the sound of the voice, his blue eyes registering surprise.
"Amy? Hey!"
The redhead laughed as he wrapped her in a big bear hug, lifting her off her feet in the process.
Meanwhile, still on the stage, Adam watched the two suspiciously. He wondered who the guy was that Lita was being so overly friendly with - and couldn't help feeling a tiny bit jealous... Okay, a lot jealous.
"What are you doing here?" the guitarist asked, a smile that went all the way to her hazel eyes present on her pretty face.
"I was gonna ask you the same thing," he replied. "Anyway, I'm here because-"
"Excuse me..."
Lita and Sean both looked up to see Edge standing there, his face not displaying any of his true emotions. Instead, he was making a conscious effort to merely look curious.
"Oh," the redheaded guitar player said, "Adam Copeland, this is Sean O'Haire. He's an old friend."
"Old friend?" the blond man parroted. He stared at the dark, shaggy-haired, goateed young man with suspicion.
"Yeah - remember my old band, Evolution? Well, he's the bass player."
"Really?" Edge said, not missing the way Sean had his arm around Amy's waist, a smile on his face. O'Haire was a big guy, certainly bigger and more powerful than himself - it might be tough to win a fight against him. And then another thought occurred to him - Lita had told him her split from her boyfriend hadn't been friendly, yet these two were seemingly very close. But he quickly recalled the woman as saying her ex was a fellow guitarist - and she's just told him this O'Haire guy was Evolution's bassist.
"Yeah," Sean answered for Lita. He turned to meet the redhead's eyes, the two gazing at one another for a beat. "And I can't tell you how much we miss our little Amy..."
Somehow, Adam had the feeling 'we' was really just Sean himself - or at least mostly Sean... This was weird - these two were really only friends? To his perception, they seemed to be a lot chummier than that.
"Anyway," Lita piped, "Adam is the other guitarist in my new band, Sweet Misery."
"Yeah, I've heard of your band," O'Haire said. "You guys have quite a reputation in the Boston area."
"All good, I hope," Edge said dryly.
Sean nodded.
"Of course."
There was a brief silence between the three until the redheaded woman realized her friend hadn't even answered her earlier question.
"So, Sean..." she began, gazing up into his blue eyes. "What are you doing here? Not that I'm not thrilled to see you!" She turned so that she fully faced him and pulled the big man into a hug, which he more than willingly returned. And Adam was burning up inside...
The dark-haired man laughed and then spoke.
"Evolution is officially coming here to play, baby!"
Lita pulled away just a bit to stare at him. A feeling of shock went through her as she absorbed Sean's words.
"You... you are?"
"Yeah - Ric Flair scouted us last week, and we're good to go." He grabbed her hand, giving it a squeeze. "We'll get to see each other all the time..."
Amy's smile returned, but it was a half-hearted one. While she would love to see Sean, Randy and Stacy on a regular basis again, Dave was another story. Besides, since he'd started officially 'seeing' Torrie Wilson after she'd broken up with him, the platinum blonde would be ever-present as well.
She glanced nervously at Adam, then back to O'Haire, hesitant to speak. Then, "Well, what do you know... Cool..."