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"Hey daddy." Steph said cheerfully as she entered the room.

"Hey sweetheart." Vince greeted back as he hugged his daughter.

Stephanie and Andrew took their seats next to Shane who was already sitting. As Stephanie looked across the table into someone's hazel eyes staring back at her. She noticed it was Paul Levesque, also known as Triple H. He had been in the pre-show meetings lately because his on tv fued with Vince was the headliner. She realized she had been staring at him for quite a while but her gaze was interrupted by her father's voice.

"Alright we don't have long...let's start the meeting. Our most recent survey shows that are fans are enjoying the HHH heel and Stephanie/Test storyline. So with the help of our creative team and a couple of talent...we have decided to combine the two. We aren't sure how yet...but it is gonna involve HHH somehow violating or endangering Stephanie, angering the entire family."

Everyone went quiet. It sounded like a great idea. Stephanie smiled up at her dad. It never ceased to amaze her how genius he can be.

Vince continued, "Now as always we are open for suggestions...anyone?"

A tall muscular woman with high waisted jeans and a leather cut off top stood up. It was Joanie better known as Chyna.

"What if HHH stole Stephanie?" she suggested.

"We have already done a kidnap scene with Steph...." Vince said but was cut off by Chyna.

"No like stole her from Test. Like she would marry HHH instead...they could reveal it on Raw during the wedding." she said smiling at her own creative idea.

"Well, I don't think our fans are quite ready to see Stephanie McMahon as a heel...and I don't know if she can handle being a heel." Vince said.

Stephanie shot a glare at her father. She rolled her eyes without him seeing. He had no idea how bad Steph could be. She partied her way through high school to college. Smoked pot, drank, and even dabbled in some experimental drugs, and she was even currently sleeping with a man she has no care for. But of course if her father knew this, he would flip. So she kept her mouth shut and turned her innocent face back on as he continued.

"But...you are onto something Joanie. How about HHH drugs her and marries her...we will be in Vegas after all. He'll show..like...like a video of them getting married in some cheap chapel." he said wringing his hands together at his masterful reinvention of the idea.

"So wait...dad...is Steph suppose to be in on it or not?" Shane said pulling the pen he had been chewing on out of his mouth.

"No...she doesn't remember...cause he drugged her. This will be perfect because it will get me a reason to hate him more. And make it personal. And that audience loves nothing more than personal. Ok head writers...let's get some plots and lines drawn up. Everyone get ready for the show tonight and make sure none of your lines would interfere or counter act with the new storyline." Vince said as he picked up his notebook and cell phone and stomped out of the room proud of himself.

Stephanie was so shocked now at his smartness but also his cockiness. She was slightly embarrassed at how he just re made what was Joanie's idea and she felt obligated to speak up for him.

As she walked up closer to Joanie, she could hear her talking to Paul and she could tell she too did not appreciate Vince's lack of recognition.

"This is too extreme of a storyline. Mine was way simpler and realistic, Paul. And would have worked if he didn't think his fucking princess was an angel." Joanie ranted to her boyfriend.

Paul saw Stephanie approaching them and could tell she heard what Joanie had just said. He smiled at her sympathetically which seemed to embarrass Stephanie more.

Steph tapped Joanie on the should causing her to turn around on her heels. By the look in Joanie's eyes, she just realized her boss's daughter must have heard her too.

"Joanie, I just wanted to tell you that you had a great idea tonight. It really shocked the hell out of me. Just shows me that even though you look like a man, you can still think like a woman. Good luck tonight." Stephanie said with a grin and turned to walk out of the room. As she did, she heard a small chuckle from what seemed to be from Paul.

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It was Sunday night before the Wedding on Raw. Two WWF camera men, Paul, Vince, and Stephanie were standing outside the Little White Chapel to film the wedding/kidnaping scene. Vince of course was running around ordering everyone what to do, leaving Paul and Steph to make awkward conversation. They had spoken a bit before but nothing farther that a simple greeting. Surprisingly enough, Paul didn't seem the least bit uncomfortable.

"So Stephanie, have you already shot all the other scenes? Like the bachelorette party?" Paul said slightly shifting his weight around to see her.

"Yeah we shot it yesterday." she said still staring at her father now yelling at a guy who didn't even work for the WWF.

"How did that go?" Paul said still trying to catch her attention.

"Fine."

"Look, I wanted to apologize for what Joanie said last week. You know...about you not being an angel. She doesn't know you and didn't have a right to say that." Paul apologized...something he had been wanting to do all week. Joanie was a gossip and he never wanted her whining to interfere with his career climb.

Stephanie slowly turned to look at him. She smiled. A part of her loved having people kiss her ass and a part of her got angry at it.

"First of all, apologizing to me won't help anything. Secondly, she's kinda right. And thirdly, it didn't bother me." Stephanie spat off rather snappy.

"Wow princess. I'm sorry you are getting out of a storyline with your lover boy but don't take it out on be for trying to be nice. Shit nevermind." Paul said as he stormed off leaving Stephanie with her mouth wide open. She didn't know why but she found herself storming after him.

"Hey...HEY!" she screamed until he stopped and looked at her.

"Andrew is NOT my lover boy and kissing my ass isn't going to get you anywhere." she said with her hands on her hips.

"Whoa...I was NOT kissing your ass. Let's get that straight right now. I don't kiss anyone's ass not even your dear ole dad's. Got it?" Paul said getting closer to her face with every word. Their noses were almost touching. Stephanie felt herself humbled and a bit turned on.

"Got it. Sorry, I didn't mean to accuse you of brown nosing. I just hate when people think Andrew and I are fucking." she said with a pouty face and crossing her arms across her chest.

"So you really aren't screwing around with him?" Paul asked amused.

"No." Steph said stepping very close to Paul.

"Good. I would hate for my new wife to already be messing around on me." Paul said with the cutest smile and a wink before walking pass Stephanie leaving her with mixed emotions of anger and attraction.