Stephanie sat at her desk and stared at her laptop. She had no idea what to write; her mind was completely blank. Not one idea came to her mind. She had been so preoccupied with the new diva search and with Raw that she had forgotten about her new storyline. Steve Williams had yet to make an appearance and Stephanie for one didn't think he would. Vince had assured though that if Williams did happen to show up, that the WWE Champion and DX would take care of him. She wasn't too thrilled with the idea of having her husband stand toe to toe with the Rattle Snake, but Stephanie had little to say and do in a matter such as this. She just hoped that Steve didn't show up for the sake of her sanity.
"I found her! I found her!" Stephanie heard someone shouting. Seconds later her office door flew open and Trish ran in, her blonde hair flying behind her, slightly out of breath.
"Doesn't anyone knock?" Stephanie snapped.
But Trish ignored her. "I found the new diva, Steph!" Trish said with delight.
"Yeah, I got that," Stephanie drawled.
"Come on," Trish said, grabbing Stephanie's hand and pulling her away from her desk in a hurry. Stephanie rolled her eyes and followed the blonde down the hallway.
"Trish, where are we going?"
"You've got to meet her," was all Trish said.
I don't have time for this, Stephanie thought angrily. But no quicker than she had thought, Trish stopped and Stephanie raised her eyebrows. "Why are we in front of the gym?"
Trish pointed to the door. "Go on, she's in there."
Stephanie glared at Trish and walked into the gym to see Amy standing near the door watching the diva. Stephanie crossed her arms and watched her as well. She wasn't 'all that', as far as Stephanie was concerned, but she did seem to be focused on her workout which impressed her. The diva was good looking too, well built, and had light brown hair that went just past her shoulders and she was about Stephanie's height. When the diva realized she had an audience, she blushed slightly and walked over to them, smiling.
"What's your name?" Stephanie asked.
"Mindy Rubinstein," she answered, extending her hand which Stephanie shook.
"I'm just going to stick with Mindy."
Mindy smiled. "That's cool."
"So, you tried out for the diva search then?" Stephanie asked. She glanced at Amy who was behind Mindy, smiling and pointing at her, giving her thumbs up.
"Yes, I did."
"Well, we're staying here one more night after the show tonight. I'd like for you to come in tomorrow and perform in the ring for me."
Mindy nodded in contentment. "Thank you."
Stephanie nodded and once more they shook hands. "Alright, for now make yourself at home."
"Thank you Mrs. McMahon."
Stephanie smiled and made her way out of the gym with Amy following and Trish waiting outside. "Well?" Trish asked.
Stephanie shrugged. "Well, she knows who I am, that's a plus. But I have to see her in the ring tomorrow."
Amy smiled. "Trust me, Steph, you're gonna love her. She kicked Trish's ass."
"Did not!" Trish exclaimed, frowning.
Stephanie laughed at the two and turned back in the direction of her office. "Alright, I have to go back to work. I'll see you two later."
"See ya," Trish called out to her, turning back to Amy. "She didn't kick my ass."
"Whatever," Amy said rolling her eyes.
"She merely surprised me," Trish added.
"Sure, you keep believing that."
As Stephanie made her way back to the office, she heard a roar of cheers and several people shouting. Stephanie slowed her walk as she saw many crew members and referees running out to the ring. Curiosity got the best of Stephanie as she stepped over by the gorilla and looked up at the monitor. Stephanie's eyes widened and she wished she hadn't looked up as she saw Steve beating up on Carlito and Chris Masters. "Oh no," Stephanie muttered as she began to find herself gasping for a breath. She heard more shouting and turned to see her husband, Michael and John running up to the curtain. Stephanie didn't register anything as Paul grabbed her arms and looked up at her. "Steph? Don't worry okay? We'll take care of Steve." Stephanie nodded feeling her throat tightening. What's wrong with me?
John followed DX and glanced at Stephanie as his music hit. "Don't worry about anything, Steph," he said, winking at her, and running out to the ring.
Stephanie looked back up at the monitor and watched as Cena and DX ran into the ring and began attacking Austin, with Austin fighting back. It got so violent that Carlito and Masters attempted to break it off. Paul hit Steve hard then Michael delivered his finished, knocking Steve into John, who then executed his FU. All five men stood in the ring looking at Austin laying on the mat as Shane's music hit. Stephanie looked around in confusion. Where had Shane come from that I couldn't see him? Stephanie frowned as watched as Shane slid into the ring and bent down next to Austin, supposedly checking on him. What is he doing? As Stephanie watched closely, she saw movement in the crowd that the camera didn't catch right away. In the same instance, all of the men jumped the barrier and ran into the ring, beating up on DX and the others. Stephanie watched the monitor in confusion as she recognized that those were Smackdown stars and they were ignoring Shane and apparently helping Austin. Stephanie growled and turned around, snatching a microphone from on the crew members and pointing at another.
"You!" she ordered. "Cue up my music."
"Now?"
Stephanie stopped and glared at him which caused the man to gulp. "Yes, now!"
He nodded and quickly signaled to another crew member. As Stephanie made her way past the gorilla, her music hit, which caused confusion for the Smackdown stars, Shane and Austin, who was being helped to his feet, as the Raw superstars slid out of the ring and made their way down the ramp. Stephanie stepped out at the top of the ramp, accompanied with several security members, and glared at all the men in the ring as Paul looked at his wife confused, but tried not to show it because of the crowd.
Stephanie brought the microphone to her lips as her music faded out. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!?"
Shane shrugged as Steve glared at her. In the ring with them were Booker T, Kennedy, Undertaker and Kane, and the World Heavyweight Champion, Batista. Shane grabbed a microphone from one of the crew members at ringside and turned back to his sister. "Stephanie, what are you doing out here?"
"You shouldn't be concerned with what I'm doing, Shane. You better explain to me, and to Dad, on why you're attack my Raw superstars and protecting Austin!"
Shane smirked at her younger sister. "See Stephanie? That's it right there. Your superstars? I'm sick of it Stephanie!"
Stephanie relaxed slightly realizing that Shane must be going ahead with the storyline, but she was still confused with Steve's involvement in it. She returned Shane's smirk with one of her own as Cena and the others surrounded her, each in a defensive position. "So what you're telling me Shane is that you're unhappy with the job that Dad gave you?"
Shane's face fell as he suddenly shouted something at her that she couldn't make out as she heard the crowd grow louder. Austin grabbed the microphone from Shane and pointed at Stephanie. "If you and your bitches want a war with 3:16, you got one!"
Stephanie smiled as her husband and friends began to get cocky as the crowd shouted its approval. "I think you forgot one little detail, Steve," Stephanie announced, which quieted the crowd. She grinned and paused for that dramatic effect as John and Paul watched her closely. "You don't work for the WWE anymore, Steve, which means you can't wrestle in that ring," Stephanie finished as the crowed booed loudly. She smiled as she saw Austin having a fit in the ring with Shane as the Smackdown wrestlers stood back and watched them all. "You don't even have a contract to be in that ring right now," Stephanie added. "Therefore, you're breaking the law." Stephanie turned slightly to one of the guards and said, in her most charming voice, "Security."
Nodding immediately, they rushed into the ring after Austin, who easily knocked them down. Stephanie watched the whole scene play out then signaled once more as the Raw locker room came out to the ramp and all ran into the ring beating Steve down then dragging him to the back. As Stephanie followed them, she grabbed a camera man and ordered them to follow them, and then to air it after the commercial break. As Stephanie watched them all hurry away, she saw her father approach her as Paul, Michael and John joined Stephanie.
"Princess, I know what you're going to say…" Vince immediately said, holding his hands up.
Stephanie put her hands on her hip and glared at her father. "Good, then I can save my breath and go straight to the slap."
Vince backed up slightly and Paul smiled while John stifled a laugh. "Look, Shane came to me with the angle and I thought it was great."
"We didn't have a script," Stephanie pointed out. "I don't like being unprepared."
"I know," Vince said. "But we really had no choice. I knew you were working on a storyline and you and Steve don't get along…it was perfect."
Stephanie bit her lip and nodded. "Yeah, but next time, let me know."
Vince nodded and hugged his daughter. "I will." As he pulled back, he shook hands with Paul and John. "Good job you two."
"Thanks," they both said.
"You okay?" Paul asked, looking at his wife.
Stephanie nodded and was about to answer as her cell phone rang. She looked at the number and looked up at Paul. "I have to take this."
Paul smiled at her. "Not a problem. I'm sure Cena and I can find something to do," he said, looking at John.
"Yeah, we're straight," John assured her. "We'll meet up with you later, Steph."
Stephanie smiled at them as they walked away. Stephanie sighed and opened her phone. "Stephanie McMahon."
"Mrs. Levesque," a man's voice asked.
"Yes?"
"This is Doctor Gessat. I'm calling back in regards to your test results that you came in a few days ago for."
Stephanie slapped her forehead, completely forgetting that she had gone to the doctors. "Uh, yeah…"
"Well, I called to tell you that you're not sick."
Stephanie raised her eyebrows and looked around. "Well, then what?"
"Well, Mrs. Levesque….you're pregnant."
