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The young woman forced a smile she didn't feel as she eyed the other young woman standing before her.

To most anyone, she should have been feeling happy, relieved... grateful most especially, for the woman standing in the ring with her. Those were perfectly natural emotions considering the fact that the other diva had saved her neck - literally - ironic considering the other woman's own fate with that exact same body part. She'd been out of action and pretty much away for the better part of a year and a half due to a broken neck...

...But now, she was back.

As she eyed Lita, meeting the redhead's hazel eyes, she thought about how the returning diva - a crowd favorite - had rescued her from Molly Holly and Gail Kim last week on RAW. The two nasty divas had had it in for her for at least the last month, their jealousy driving them to unthinkable lengths...

...They'd wanted - and tried - to end her career...

Exactly as J.R. often said, Molly and Gail were nothing but a pair jealous, spiteful jezebels. And, as far as she was concerned, they weren't worth anyone's spit... Well, maybe hers - and only because she wouldn't hesitate to spit on the two bitches, but then again, she had more class than that.

Coming out of her reverie, the diva quickly remembered how it had been back before Lita had hurt her neck while filming an episode of the television program Dark Angel. And she wanted to cringe...

She'd always lived in the redhead's shadow - always. Even though she'd improved immeasurably in the ring - even before Lita had stepped out of the spotlight and the squared circle - the specter of the daredevil former Team Xtreme member had always lingered. And she'd been nothing but second-best...

She didn't want that to happen again. She'd become top diva in the WWE, what every other diva strived for - and damn it, she enjoyed it.

Shit... With Lita back, the young woman knew, without a shadow of a doubt, what her destiny would be... She would be pushed to the backburner, reduced to a mere afterthought, for despite what everyone said, she wasn't the WWE's 'golden girl' - Lita was...

The idea of such a thing enraged her...

"Hey..." Lita suddenly said, a small smile taking residence on her lovely, albeit somewhat bloody - thanks to Molly Holly, one of her teeth had been chipped, and she'd bitten nearly all the way through her tongue - face. She made a move as though to nudge her.

"Thanks a lot, Lita..." she whispered, making certain that only the redhead could hear her. The woman who'd been perhaps her closest friend in the company had, only a moment ago, scored the win for the two of them against Molly Holly and Gail Kim by pinning the virginal brunette after a moonsault.

Trish Stratus flashed a winning smile, then reached out to pull the other woman into a hug.

"Welcome back, Lita..." she whispered, her own words reverberating ominously in her head.