The redhead executed a sidewalk slam on her opponent, going for a pinfall, and Jackie counted.  Molly got her shoulder up just before the three.  Soon after, she caught Lita in the turnbuckle, hitting her in the chest with an elbow after a series of backflips.  However, when she attempted a Molly-Go-Round soon after that, the high-flying diva moved out of the way.

As the petite brunette stumbled around in the corner, Lita climbed up the turnbuckle.  She felt strangely dizzy as she was perched up top, but she leapt, managing to execute a picture-perfect hurricanrana on the other woman.

As the redhead got to her feet, another wave of dizziness hit her, and she held a hand to her head, wobbly on her feet.  The next thing she knew, she was laying on the canvas.  She had to rest, so she'd allowed herself to gently fall to the ring floor.

Molly and Jacqueline gaped at the redhead in shock.  The fans didn't know what to make of this, either.

Jackie fell to her knees in front of the fallen diva.

"Good God, she's fainted!"  She signaled to the timekeeper to ring the bell, as there was no way for the match to continue.

"Oh, God!" Molly cried as she too checked on her friend, now kneeling beside Jackie to check on Lita.  She was shocked that the redhead had actually passed out.

*

Edge shoved his way past other wrestlers and staff in the hallway in a mad dash to the ring.

He and Christian had been watching the match between their respective divas, and his heart had nearly stopped when the redhead had suddenly collapsed.

"Oh, God - what's going on?"  He barely heard Jeff Hardy's exclamation, the colorful-haired young man's face pale and worried for his best friend.

Nidia was right beside her boyfriend, and she grabbed onto Edge's wrist, a beseeching expression on her face as she looked up into his eyes.

"Edge, what's wrong with Lita?"

"I don't know," he replied, "but I intend to find out..."  He rushed past them and ran over by the curtain just in time to meet one of the referees, who was carrying the unconscious diva in his arms.  Jackie and Molly were directly behind them, concern in both women's faces.

"Is she okay?"

Edge didn't bother to glance over his shoulder at his brother, as he asked that question.  He was too frantic with worry about his girlfriend.

The referee, seeing him there, gingerly placed Lita in his arms, and he gazed down into her face tenderly as he realized she seemed to be rousing.

Edge wasn't even aware of the small crowd that had gathered around them.  However, he was suddenly aware of Trish Stratus as the petite blonde pushed her way up to them to check on her friend.  Her lovely face was a mask of worry.

Lita's hazel eyes fluttered open, and the first sight she beheld was the handsome, worried face of her boyfriend above.

"E-Edge?"

"Yes, sweetie...Oh, God - you gave me such a scare..."

"You gave us all a scare," Jacqueline said from across Edge.

"Are you okay?  Lita..."  Trish grabbed hold of the other woman's left hand and squeezed it gently.

The redhead raised a hand to her brow.  "Yeah, I think so...I just felt so...woozy all of a sudden."  She met the blue eyes of Molly.  "I'm so sorry I screwed up our match."

"Oh, screw the match," the brunette said, gently rubbing her friend's shoulder.  "You're much more important than any match."

"Baby, does anything...hurt?" the tall blond man asked softly.  He was so afraid she might have somehow sustained a head injury out there.

"No...I don't think so."

"You should go to the doctor and get checked out just in case," Trish said with a wince.

Lita bit her lip fearfully, thinking it over for a moment.  Then, nodding, she said, "You're right...Trish, will you come with me?"

"Of course I will," the blonde woman replied.  She knew they would be heading to a hospital within the next several minutes, as such a thing was typical when something like this happened, or when a wrestler got injured during a match - normally the EMTs would take them directly to the nearest medical facility.  She was actually surprised they hadn't gone out to the ring for Lita.

"I'm coming, too..." Edge announced.