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She glanced around furtively, the horror within gripping her in its intensity.
She felt sick... And it wasn't because she was pregnant, either. She was sick at heart over this awful predicament. God, how mistake-prone could she be? First, she'd slept with the sick freak to protect Matt, and now she was stuck, manipulated into marrying the bastard...
"If there is anyone here who believes these two should not be wed..." the Justice of the Peace was saying. Lita bit her lip as she felt her eyes beginning to mist. Wouldn't *someone* come out to rescue her?! *Anyone*?
"Hey... Over here!" a microphoned voice suddenly spouted forth, and the redhead whipped her head toward the top of the RAW entry ramp. To her joyous relief, Y2J Chris Jericho was standing there and had spoken those golden words.
The blond man gave a sardonic chuckle as he continued.
"I guess you can say *I'm* 'anyone'... because guess what, Jerky? The lady obviously doesn't want to marry you."
Kane glared in the man's direction, a furious scowl across his frightful face. Lita didn't care. At the moment, she was just so thrilled that someone had bothered to come out and put a stop to this madness.
And then, something else happened. In fact, it happened so fast, the diva never saw it coming and let out a scream.
A blur of red and blond rushed by into the ring, which had been converted into a wedding chapel. Lita saw a brief flash of steel and then the chair came smashing down - right on Kane's head!
"Are you okay?" Edge asked almost frantically, the tall blond man's hand on her cheek. She saw all the concern flooding his green eyes - directed at *her*.
She nodded quickly as she tried to catch her breath.
"I... I think so..."
"C'mon - let's get out of here..." The Canadian grabbed hold of her hand, leading her to to the steps to leave the ring. Lita allowed him to support her, to help her from the ring-chapel and to the arena floor. Briskly, they began rushing for the backstage area, but her long black wedding gown was impeding her progress. Edge stopped and easily swept her up into his arms - and that was when they heard the roar of rage behind them...
Kane - he'd risen slowly and started after them. Lita's eyes grew wide with fright as she took in the expression on her would-be husband's face. Oh, God, he would *kill* Edge! And then, something - some*one* else - distracted the Big Red Monster.
Jericho! As Edge had appeared and taken Kane out, she'd forgotten all about Chris. But there he was, hitting the monster in the back with his fists and forearms - trying his damndest to save her, to save them.
Lita watched in horror for a beat, as Kane fought Y2J off and slapped a meaty hand to his throat. Jericho flailed his arms around for a moment, blue eyes wide as he struggled to breathe.
Edge again had her in his arms, carrying her in a half-run to the back. But Lita had had just enough time before they made it back there to see what happened next.
Chris Jericho had managed to free himself by delivering a good, swift kick to Kane downstairs. He was all right!
The last thing she was able to see as she was carried backstage in strong, muscular arms was Y2J following them to safety as well.