Ok so if it wasnt clear i had forgot to mention that while this is followng the bet storyline, i will be using real namess, i know jericho is irvine but that will be explained in a later chapter...as far as this goes though there was never any kane storyline, baby, or matt coming back to her either....the only thing from tv i am using is the bet storyline, everything else wil be made up as i see fit lol, that said i really hope pople take intrest in this, if your reading please review, because this is my new fav pairing and i really want everyones feedback :) thanks so much :)

Grabbing a pillow from behind her Amy hugged it tightly to her chest, finally the day was coming to a close and she could just start fresh in the morning....forgetting that today ever happened. But she was sure she wouldn't forget one part of the horrible excuse for a day, and that was Jericho's little stunt in front of Trish earlier. The red head still had no idea why he was so nice to her; it had been bugging her all afternoon in fact...it just didn't make sense.

He was part of the whole messed up bet situation too, without him being involved it probably wouldn't have happened in the first place...Christian wouldn't have broken her own heart, Trish wouldn't have been so crushed that she ran into his arms and everything would be different.

Yet somehow she wasn't angry with him, she had seen him try and apologize to Trish, she had seen the regret in his eyes, the love he held for the blonde. She knew that he knew he was wrong, and on top of that he had be hurt worse then any of them....watching the woman he cared for wind up with his best friend. If that wasn't the ultimate betrayal she didn't know what was.

Stacy's voice pulled her from her thoughts, "You want to watch a movie?" She asked cheerfully, sitting down on the bed next to the Sanford native.

"Ummmm, sure?" The red head responded, her statement coming across more like a question then anything else. She just wasn't sure she was up for a night of mushy romance movies and mindless babble from the Baltimore native.

But before the bubbly blonde could pick something off the pay per view list there was an abrupt knock on the door. Stacy glanced at her watch, "You expecting anyone?" She asked, unsure of who could possibly be showing up at their room that late, especially when everyone had so much promotional work to do tomorrow before the show.

Amy shook her head in response, "Your guess is as good as mine."

The former cheerleader scampered to her feet, and immediately began to fix her hair, "What if it's Andrew?" She questioned, grabbing her duffel bag to find her make-up case.

Flopping over to look up at the ceiling Amy let out a sigh, "Stace...Test isn't on this tour remember?"

"But what if he came all this way just to apologize?" She retorted, a big plastic smile on her face.

"Psshhhh, I doubt it," Amy shot back...it was then that she noticed the hurt washing over Stacy's face. "Besides, what's he going say? I'm sorry I treated you like a dog and a sex object...you deserve better then that ass hole."

Stacy smiled again, grabbing Amy and hugging her, "Awww thanks."

"So are you going to get that?" Amy asked, barley able to breathe let alone talk from the death grip Stacy had on her, she just wanted her to get the hell off her.

"Oh my god," The blonde said, suddenly springing back up off the bed, once again frantically searching for something in her bag. "What if it's a robber?" She asked, holding up her hairdryer like a gun as she cautiously approached the door.

Amy jumped up off the bed, rushing past her, "Oh put that thing down..." She scolded, pulling back the lock and swinging the door open, not even bothering to glance out of the peep hole. "Chris?" She questioned, shocked to see it was him standing there.

"Yeah," He said with a smile, pulling a hand out of his pocket to wave at Stacy who was watching with wide eyed wonder behind Amy. "Can we talk?"

The red head looked behind her to meet the arched brow of the Baltimore beauty before turning back to face him, "Can't it wait, I mean it's late and we all have to be up early tomorrow."

"I promise it will just take a second."

She rolled her eyes at him, "Fine" Amy responded, joining him in the hallway.

When she was sure they had walked long enough down the corridor that Stacy wouldn't be able to the listen to them through the door she spoke again, "Ok so what's this all about Jericho?"

Chris cracked his knuckles, "I've been thinking..."

A chuckle couldn't help but escape her lips, "That can't be good."

He playfully shoved her, "So you're the jokester now?" The blonde man said laughing.

"Maybe I am what's it too you?" Amy said, unable to hold back her smile when he faked a hurt look, "I'm sorry, go on."

Chris ran a hand back through his hair, "Ok, so you know how I pretended to be your boyfriend earlier?"

"Uh-huh...and?" She inquired, unsure of exactly where this was going.

"I thought maybe we should keep up the act..." He finished, smiling sweetly at her, "I mean it's perfect...you saw how Trish reacted earlier, she was furious. It got me thinking that maybe she was jealous you know? Maybe just maybe if I show her what she's missing she'll want me back....because as much as it pains me to admit it, I'm still in love with her Amy. It's my fault that she became what she is and I know that deep down inside she's still the same girl I fell in love with. I want that girl back Amy."

The red head crossed her arms impatiently, "So what am I getting out of this?"

"Oh come on..." Chris huffed, releasing a heavy sigh, "I could tell by the look on your face today when she was talking about herself and Jay that it broke your heart, you're still in love with him as much as I'm in love with her."

"I-I-I..." Amy stuttered, flabbergasted that he had seen all that from her reaction in the lobby.

"I know it sucks to admit, but you can't control your heart Amy," He told her, gently lifting up her hand, "Do this with me."

Amy looked in his eyes, eyes that begged her to say yes, "I don't know if this is such a good idea Chris..."

"What do you have to loose?" He asked her, "The only thing that can happen here is he realises he was wrong to let you slip through his fingers, or nothing changes at all....it can't make things worse right? Besides is it that bad to have people think you actually like me, I'm not that ugly am I?"

She giggled in response, "I suppose you're not totally unfortunate."

"You're not that horrible yourself Ms. Dumas...." He replied, smiling at her, "So it's settled, as of tomorrow we have to convince everyone that we're madly in love with each other."

Amy sighed, "This better not backfire Chris..."

"It won't, I promise...and besides it's not Chris, its baby to you," He said with a smirk, letting go of her hand, "Later sugar bottom."

Laughing, she made her way back to the hotel room; this was going to be very interesting.