Chapter 1

Vince McMahon: You now, John, there have been many Raw specials before, but I think that Raw 1000 is going to be the best yet!

John Laurenitis: And why is that sir?

Vince: Well think of it as this way: We have a bunch of legends, amazing matches, and we are in St. Louis tonight!

The crowd cheers wildly.

John: I agree. I sure looks that they loved DX coming out there. Gotta love the old days!

Vince: And that isn't it! Tonight I want every championship on the line! Which means tonight…Christian will be defending his Intercontinental Championship against…Chris Jericho! And the match…will be a LADDER MATCH

Backstage in Chris Jericho's locker room

The man known as Y2J was sitting in his locker room with a big smile on his face. He would get a chance to beat that CLB's ass for the Intercontinental Championship tonight. He hadn't been able to capture the WWE's ultimate prize from Punk, but he knows Christian. How he thinks, moves…his strengths and weaknesses. He beat him for the Intercontinental title before, and he's worked with Captain Charisma too. They even won the Tag-team Championships. But all that was in the past, and tonight….oh tonight, he was going to teach that CLB some manners. He couldn't wait. He thought back to last week on Friday Night Smackdown…back to Christian's confession…

Flashback

Christian: Welcome to the Peep Show! Allow me to welcome my guest on the show tonight… The Miz!

Awesome! I came to play!

The Miz: Well, well, well. If it isn't my good old friend Christian. How are you?

Christian: Well I'M fine. How about you? I know you must be worried knowing I'm going to kick your ass come this Monday.

The Miz: Oh please! The only ass kicking that will be taking place this Monday is me delivering a well-deserved beat down to you!

Christian: What have I ever done? In case you didn't notice Miz, I'M the one that the crowd is cheering! Not YOU!

The Miz: You act like you've never done anything bad! I bet a lot of people in the back still harbor a grudge in you for things you've done to them! I bet Chris Jericho hasn't forgotten…

He smirked while Christian's eyes widened.

Christian: That was eight years ago! We've grown since then! So shut your damn mouth!

The Miz: O h really? Remember when you and me were cool? Huh? Remember that? Remember when we were at a club with a bunch of our friends and you told me something about your situation all those years ago? I don't know why you did but I'm glad. You told me-

Christian: That's in the past! Shut your mouth and get out of my ring…

The Miz was about to say something, but decided better of it. He walked to ropes and slid out. Christians eyes heatedly followed his figure.

The Miz: Oh and since your all the way there and I'm here…I think I'll say what I wanted to!

Christian's eyes widened.

The Miz: Trish Stratus never wanted you! She loved Chris Jericho! You threatened and forced her to do every little thing she did! From betraying Chris, to belittling Lita! It was all you!

By now The Miz was smirking and Christian was spitting insults in the ring pacing back and forth.

Break the Walls Down! Break down the walls.

O shit, Christian thought.

Chris Jericho ran out to the ring and talked Christian to the ground.

"She was mine! She was mine!" was all Christian could hear before he lost consciousness.

Referees and security guards came into the ring to try and peel Chris off.

Flashback ends.

Chris Jericho was pissed beyond words. It was one thing for Christian to whisper lies into Trish and lead her to think he was the bad guy. At least she acted don her own free will. But no, that's what happened. He THREATENED his Trish! He probably scared the hell out her-

Wait. His Trish? Where did that come from…?

Stagehand: Chris, you're match is up next.

Before the King of the World could come up with an explanation, he was headed out the door and to the arena. He was going to kick some ass.

Match

Go! If you close your eyes your right the naked truth revealed!

Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he is the Intercontinental Champion…Christian!

Break the Walls Down! Break Down the Walls

And his opponent from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, he is the challenger…Chris Jericho!

The crowd's uproar was deafening as Y2J made his usual ring entrance. The referee ran the bell to start the match. Before Jericho and Christian could lock up, they heard a familiar music hit.

No Chance! That's what you got!

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome back the Chairman of the WWE, Mr. McMahon!

The audience was just as confused as Christian and Chris Jericho were.

Vince: I know that both of you gentlemen are probably wondering just why in the hell I am out here. Well, it's simple. In the interest of making Raw 1000 just as good as it can be, allow me to introduce to you, the special guest referee…

*Giggles* Oh! Whoa! It's time to rock and roll! This tie I'm in control!

Vince: Trish Stratus!

The crowd was on their feet for the legendary seven-time women champion!
"Oh my God! King! It's Trish Stratus! Isn't this great?" exclaimed good O'l J.R
"Great? J.R this is the woman that broke, well, that broke up these men's friendship eight years ago!"
"You're right. This IS the woman who broke them up. The woman that Chris Jericho loved and Christian took away from him…"

He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was so stunning…

Trish signaled for the bell. She called the match down the middle, not even acknowledging Chris or Christian. After a hard fought battle and a suplex onto the floor, Christian tapped out to the Walls of Jericho. He did it…he beat him.

Trish handed him the belt and raised his hand. Chris shuddered at the touch. She pulled away noticing Chris's frown as she did. Trish asked for a microphone and a stage hand handed her one. Everybody was anxious to hear what the Diva of the Decade had to say.

Trish: Chris…I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you! But Christian, he threatened me and I didn't, I was so scared and I-

He didn't want to hear anything. All he wanted was to hold her, and that's exactly what he did. He silenced her with his lips. His kiss was tender as he cupped her face. Trish melted into his touch. They broke apart and before she could say anything, Chris excited the ring without uttering another word.
Backstage, Trish was knocking on Chris's locker room.

Trish: Chris please open up. I want to talk. We NEED to talk.
"Okay"

Trish turned around to find the one and only Chris Jericho still in his wrestling trunks. She had to admit, he found him pretty sexy like that.
She went in and sat down.

Chris: So what do you want to talk about?
Trish: What do you think?!

The anger in her voice was evident. She was a little annoyed he asked.

Chris: Sorry, I didn't think you would-"

Trish: How can you just kiss me-

Chris: I'm sorry Trish, I-

Trish: No! Chris…I never meant to hurt you. If it wasn't for Christian…I don't' know what would have happened. Maybe we would still be together…

Chris: We still can! We can-

Trish: It's been eight years Christopher! You can't just kiss me and expect me to fall in love with you all over again!"

He froze at her words. Love?

Chris: You loved me?

Trish: I can't deal with this right now.

Before she could leave, Chris caught her arm and he pulled her towards him. He titled his head and sealed their lips. Trish instantly responded with eagerness and passion. Chris sat back down dragging Trish with him. She straddled him.

She moaned when she felt his tongue in her lips begging for entrance. She gladly welcomed him in. When he broke the kiss, Trish whispered into his ear "Take me back to your hotel room…"