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"What in hell is wrong with you?!"
The shout came from Chris Jericho, the blond man getting right up into Edge's face as he glared up at him.
"What the hell is wrong with *you*?!" the taller man shouted back, then reached out and gave his former friend a shove.
Lita watched in shock as the two blond men got into one another's faces, disbelief overtaking her over the scene. They'd just gotten back here after the near chaos with Kane, and not five seconds after Edge set her down on her feet, they started bickering. And evidently, they completely forgot about Kane - who very well had to be heading back here, after them.
"Who the hell do you think you are?!" Edge was yelling, his green eyes full of fury as he stared at Y2J.
"I think I'm the guy who rescued Lita," Jericho retorted. "And the guy who did *this*-" Upon the final word, the shorter man swung back and punched the Toronto native squarely in the jaw.
Lita screamed as the two began to brawl. She tried desperately to get between them, yelling as she continually glanced toward the gorilla position.
"Stop it! Stop it already! Guys, Kane is coming!"
Then, sure enough, the Big Red Monster's huge and enraged form appeared through the curtain. Lita screamed again and grabbed hold of Chris Jericho's arm instinctively, her first impulse to run. She mentally cursed the long train of the black satin wedding gown she wore, stumbling a bit as she tried to run along with her two blond saviors.
"Christ!" Edge swore, his teeth gritted in frustration as he observed the huge monster's progress. "Let's get out of here!"
The trio broke out in a run, the redhead having a difficult time of it due to her gown. Y2J grabbed her arm to hoist her up as she seemed about to fall. They ran as far as the parking lot and straight to Edge's rental car. Blindly, the tall blond man began to feel around himself for the key, but to no avail.
"Shit! Key's in my bag - which is still in my locker room!"
"My stuff's still in my locker room, too!" Jericho said with dismay. One look at Lita and his heart nearly broke. She looked about ready to collapse and pass out due to her fright.
"Shit!" Edge cursed. He grabbed hold of the redhead's hand and glanced around the parking lot quickly, surveying the cars. Chris arched a brow, then frowned in surprise as the tall blond man made a run toward a vehicle that was definitely not his. One glance toward the exit from the arena and into the lot told the blond that Kane was indeed here - and he was making his way straight toward him.
Y2J's blue eyes widened, and he broke into a run for the car Edge and Lita had just retreated to. As he reached the vehicle, Jericho banged on the driver's side window, fearful for a moment that the other man was not going to let him in. Damn it, Kane was getting closer...
He sighed with relief when Edge unlocked the door directly behind him, rushing in to safety and closing and locking it behind him.
"Great!" he shouted. "I know this isn't your rental, Edge! We're sitting ducks, just prolonging the agony!"
"No we're not," the tall blond man said. "I'm hotwiring this thing!"
Jericho frowned.
"How do you know how to do that?"
"Don't worry about it..."
From the passenger's side in the front, Lita began to whimper as Kane's form drew nearer. In fact, he was just outside her window. She was about to scream when the engine suddenly started.
"Jackpot!" Edge shouted triumphantly, and he gunned the engine, taking them out of the lot and far away.