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The news was buzzing all around through the RAW roster... The roster split was finally coming to an end, and starting tonight, all the superstars would be on both shows again.

Although she'd really not even been around during the roster split and had never competed in the ring during, Lita was glad it was ending. There were plenty of people from the SmackDown brand who she missed...

Dawn Marie was one of her oldest and closest friends. There were other former ECW stars she'd been friends with as well. And of course, there was Edge...

The tall blond Canadian man, although out with the exact same injury and subsequent surgery from which she'd just recovered, was a part of the SmackDown brand.

Lita found herself smiling as she prepared for her upcoming match for the night - Edge still on her mind.

She and the tall blond had kept in regular touch during both of their ordeals. Actually, the redhead had been completely and unpleasantly shocked when the Canadian had first called her with the news of his own situation. He'd been scared, and although she'd felt heartbroken that her was going through the same ordeal she was, she'd been strong for him. She'd supported him and given him kind words and advice.

Lita suddenly realized there were butterflies in her stomach - and not because of the anticipation of her match tonight, either... She knew they were due to the knowledge that Edge would be here backstage at the arena tonight during RAW.

"Hey, Cinnamon..."

The redhead turned at the sound of the voice and came face-to-face with a smiling Ivory.

"Hey, Ive!" Lita said cheerfully, the smile still on her face.

"Well, don't you look excited..." the brunette said with a wink. "Could it be your match for the night, or perhaps...a certain hot, tall, gorgeous blond Canadian man...?" Ivory batted her eyelashes teasingly, nudging the younger diva with her hip. She knew all about her friend's crush on Edge.

"Well..." the high-flying diva began, and she felt the beginning of a blush seeping over her cheeks. "I admit it - I'm really excited about the prospect of seeing Edge tonight..."

"'The prospect of?!'" Ivory exclaimed. "Hon, you haven't already seen him?"

Lita's gaze squarely met that of the other woman's, her hazel eyes open slightly wider. Her heart beat a little faster.

"You mean...he's already here?"

"In the flesh..." the brunette said with a grin. "I just saw him out in the hallway!"

"He is?" The redhead moved over to the door of the divas' locker room and peered outside. She didn't notice much of anything in the area and glanced back over her shoulder at Ivory.

"By the buffet!" the older diva said with a wink.

Lita was practically giddy as she skipped down the hall and to the area her friend had mentioned.

And then, sure enough, talking with Trish, there he was...

Edge was just as tall, blond and gorgeous as she remembered the last time she'd seen him, which had been a couple of months earlier.

"Edge!"

The Canadian man instantly looked over in her direction, as did Trish, the petite blonde glancing over her shoulder.

"Lita!"

As Edge ran her way, a happy grin on his face, the blonde diva watched them seriously. Then, as the tall man swept the redhead into his arms, swinging her around, Trish frowned.

Neither one of them noticed her facial expression...