Dedication: To Selene.

Mix n Match

Prologue

Chris Jericho stared at the newly divorced Stephanie McMahon, and sighed wistfully. He liked her. A lot. Too bad he had been way too late in discovering his feelings for her, having given Helms had blown in and swept her off her feet.

Beside him, Lita stared at the newly renamed Greg, and sighed wistfully. She liked him. A lot. Too bad she had been way too late in discovering her feelings for him, having given Stephanie the opportunity to stroll into his affections and into his life.

'We're a sorry sight, aren't we?' Chris said, his gaze not moving from the couple on screen.

'We sure are,' Lita agreed readily.

They watched in more silence. Greg won the European Championship Title. He motioned for Stephanie to join him in the ring, which she readily did. They hugged. They kissed. They were happy.

Chris sighed again. So did Lita.

'Okay, this is really pathetic,' Lita said suddenly, jumping off the bench and whirling to face Chris.

'You can say that again,' he said dejectedly.

She groaned. 'Chris, get up! We have to do something!'

But he continued to gaze at his lady love, watching as she and Helms made their way towards the back, their arms around each other. He sighed. 'What can we do?'

Lita began to pace in front of him, which he didn't mind too much now because Stephanie and Helms were already off screen. Which meant they were already backstage. He didn't want to think about what they could be doing to celebrate. He turned his attention to his friend.

She had a look of concentration on her face, her brows knitting together in thought. 'Let's see…well, the two of them have only been with each other a few weeks, right?'

'Two weeks, six days, and twenty hours,' Chris nodded.

'So, that means that they aren't in that committed part of the relationship yet. You know, around this time, things happen. Other people might become involved.'

It was his turn to frown. 'Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?'

Lita turned her eyes on him, a spark of mischief in them. 'What do you think I'm suggesting?'

'We kidnap Steph and make her fall in love with me!'

She rolled her eyes. 'Get serious, Chris.'

'I am serious!' he insisted. It really wasn't such a bad idea. If they kidnapped Stephanie, kept her in his room, made her see how truly lovable he was, then he had a chance. It was a good idea, damnit!

'No, what I meant was that we try to- No, we do break them up.'

Chris looked thoughtfully at her. 'Well, okay. But if that doesn't work, I'm going to go ahead with the kidnapping. I think it would work best for me.'

'And how does that help me get Greg? He's probably going to be too busy being frantic about Steph.'

'You can be there to comfort him,' he suggested.

Lita smiled at the thought, a dreamy expression appearing on her face. 'Well…that might work…'

'It will work!'

'No, let's go with my plan first.'

Chris sighed for what felt like the seventy-fourth time for that night. 'Okay. We break them up. Any ideas on how to do that?'

'Um…no?'