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Edge had just returned from the men's room to see Lita emerge from the kitchen. To his eyes, the redhead looked none too happy as she stormed out.
The tall blond man frowned as he approached her. He wondered what was up, to say the least.
"What is it? What happened?"
The redhead shook her head, fury still consuming her. If she told him, how exactly would he react? A great injustice had been done against him, so she knew he wouldn't be *sorry*. But since he'd been trying to track them down for so long, he might want to try something - maybe go into the kitchen and get in her face, at least.
"Dawn Marie," Lita blurted, her mind made up - although she was now acting pretty much on impulse more than anything else. "She's here - in *there*," she added, hooking a thumb over her shoulder in the direction of the kitchen from which she'd just come. "I gave her the cold shoulder, she noticed and questioned me, and then..."
The tall blond man arched a brow. He knew where she was going with this, but he voiced it regardless.
"Then...?"
"I decked her."
Edge didn't look at all surprised, although inwardly, he was. The redhead was tough - that much he'd known ever since that night in the dark alley when he'd grabbed her - but he'd never taken her for a fighter, a brawler.
"Wow... you did that?"
"I did it," she admitted with a nod. "And I did it for *you*." She kept her voice at a low tone.
The blond man was touched. He hadn't really been sure she truly cared for him that much. He supposed it was all just due to his nagging insecurities. Those, of course, had developed as a result of the hurt he'd been dealt after Dawn Marie's betrayal.
"Miss," a man at a nearby table said, gesturing to her, "can I get some service over here?"
The redhead nodded, her lips pursing. That was one of Dawn Marie's table - not one of *hers*.
The waitress will be out in a minute." Inwardly, as she met Edge's gaze again, she thought, 'Unless I really did her in with that punch!' She scoffed to herself.
It was just about at that precise time that Dawn Marie, one hand rubbing at her jaw, a wince still on her face, left the kitchen. The brunette somehow seemed completely unaware of Edge's presence as she moved around the counter to go over to her table.
"Can I take your order?"
Before the man waiting for service could respond, the tall blond man finally made certain the brunette knew he was there.
"Hello, Dawn Marie."
A wild look came into Dawn's brown eyes. Her mouth ran bone-dry as she stared up into the face of her one-time boyfriend - the very man that she had turned on and had deceived. She hadn't *wanted* to do it, not *really*. But she couldn't help that she'd fallen head over heels in love with his step-brother.
She opened her mouth to speak, but no words were forthcoming. Furthermore, it felt as though her feet were mired in mud, as she couldn't budge from the spot upon which she stood.
"What's wrong, Dawnie?" Lita said as she turned her focus to the other woman. "Cat got
your tongue?" She exchanged quick glances with Edge.