Chapter 2
"Now, what I want you to do is sit there and just stay there." Chris said, pointing to a chair in his locker room. "Touch and do nothing, got it?"
"Yes sir." she nodded, doing what he told her to do without question. Chris perched near the door.
"Hunter is irate, I can tell you that." A few knocks at the door sounded and Stephanie let out a soft whimper.
"Oh my god..he's here.." Chris opened the door to Steph's shock but instead of her husband in walked Edge.
"Glad you got here." Chris said.
"I thought you were Chris Benoit's friend." she said to him.
"Nah, I'm a spy." he said simply while Chris closed and locked the door.
"Oh, that's good." Steph said, blinking.
"What'd you find out?"
"He's coming down here in five minutes, man. You've got to get her out of here. He's ready to kill." he said, seriously. "I have no clue what he has up his sleeves."
"Shit!" he said. "Try to stall him." Edge nodded and Chris opened the door for him and he trotted out.
"I'll do my best. Can't promise everything. Get out of here as fast as you can." Edge warned before running down the halls.
"Stephanie, come on. We gotta get out of here." he said. Stephanie complied quickly and the two quickly made their way down the hallway. They got to the parking lot 3 minutes later. This is where Stephanie decided to trip and fall. Chris was behind her and he saw the car speeding toward her. She got up only to see it too.
Chris knew if Hunter killed her it'd be end of problem. She'd be gone, Hunter would get jail time, and he wouldn't have to worry about it. But seeing there for that split second, frozen in fear, he sighed in defeat. Like lightning he pushed her out of the way, falling to the ground with her, rolling with her until they ended up under a truck.
The car screeched away. Chris grabbed Stephanie and pulled her up. She was shaking like a leaf, her face white.
"You saved me." she said, her voice quivering. Chris shrugged, picking her up.
"Can you walk?" he questioned. She tried to walk but cried out in pain when she put pressure on her right ankle and began to fall. Chris caught her and pulled her up. They paused a second, an awkward silence between them, before Chris picked her up. "Hold on."
He carried her to the car, hoping Hunter wasn't going to come back any time soon. Putting her in, he quickly hopped in himself, he quickly floored it, getting out of there quickly, quietly thanking Edge for obviously distracting him.
***
"Hold still!"
"It hurts." she whimpered, watching him work on her leg. He turned it once and she cried out.
"Look like it popped out." he said. Suddenly he hit it hard and she yelped, feeling her body going back into place. "There. I'll just bandage it up and you'll be all set."
"Oww..oww!" she whined.
"Don't be such a baby." he said, smirking.
"I'm not being a baby." she pouted. He chuckled a bit.
"Oh no, not at all huh?" he questioned. She paused then blinked.
"OK, maybe just a little." she admitted.
"Finished." he said. She looked to see her leg carefully bandaged.
"You're good at that."
"Yeah, when you're a wrestler as long as I have you learn a thing or two about bones and which need to go to the hospital and which do not." he shrugged modestly. "You need to rest that a few days."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." he said simply.
"No, really Chris." she said. "I don't know why you're still helping me, to tell you the truth, I was kinda figuring..I dunno, that you would have let me get hit."
"I wouldn't ever do that to anyone." he said, shrugging his shoulders. "I was taught that if anyone needed help I had to help them."
"I'm glad you were taught that then." she nodded. She looked at the clock. "Still early..why am I tired?"
"You've have a rough day." Chris pointed out. "The stress I know you're going through isn't helping either."
"Yeah, I suppose. I'm going to hit the sack. I do have a problem though."
"Hm?" he questioned.
"Well, you see, I was kinda hoping to change into a new pair of clothing since these are kinda..old. Can I um..borrow something of yours?" He looked at her.
"My clothes?"
"Well, you don't have too.."
"Eh, I suppose I could give you something..I don't have anything for your size though."
"I could imagine." she said, amused. He opened one of his bags and took out boxers and a shirt. He tossed them to her and she took them, getting up. She limped her way to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
***
"I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED HER!" Hunter glowered.
"I know, that was like TOTALLY wrong." Edge agreed fakely. God it was easy to trick this jackass.
"Totally." Christian echoed Edge.
"That reject Chris Jericho can't keep her away from me forever, though. I promise you that. I'm going to kill the slut."
"YEAH! Killing is totally cool." Christian nodded.
"Totally." Edge this time echoed before Hunter stomped out of their locker room and slammed their door.
"Man, this ain't good." Edge said to his brother.
"Not at all. Hunter's serious." Christian pointed out. "Too serious. Why's Chris helping the slut anyway?"
"He wants to jump her bones probably." Edge snickered. "Doesn't wanna admit it though, with them being enemies. But you can totally see it."
"Really? Heh, that's strange."
"Stranger things has happened. But did you see that kiss at King Of The Ring? They were both into it, even if Stephanie won't admit it. Jericho really won't seriously admit it either." Edge explained.
"Yeah, I saw it too. Steph was shocked is all. If Chris did that with notice she would have been all over him. Funny shit." Christian said. "How long do you think it'll take?"
"I'll give it a week." he said, grinning.
"You think he'll last that long?"
"Yeah, he's kinda stubborn." The door opened and the two Canadians looked toward it to see Jeff walking in.
"Ah, Jeff, my man, what's up?" Christian questioned. He handed a letter to Edge.
"I can't explain it, just look at it." Edge blinked, opening it up. He read and his mouth dropped.
"RIKISHI'S GETTING MARRIED?!" Edge said.
"Say WHAT!?" Christian blinked.
"I dunno how he did it but the wedding is in 3 days, man." Edge snapped out of the mind-numbing shock and suddenly began thinking.
"Hm, is Chris Jericho getting invited?" he asked.
"Yeah, of course." Jeff nodded.
"And is DX coming?" he pushed.
"Nope, no way." Edge turned to his brother.
"Hey C, remember what I told you about that week?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, let me change that..to 3 days."
"Totally." Christian said, a sly grin on his face. Jeff looked at the two.
"You guys are so weird." Jeff smirked, before walking out.
***
"Hey Chris?"
"Yeah?"
"You wouldn't happen to have um..pins?" Chris blinked.
"Uhh..no, why?" She walked out, and Chris had to hold back a grin.
"Um, the sleeve.." Stephanie looked at her right shoulder to see it totally exposed, her bra strap showing. She quickly pulled the sleeve up, embarrassed.
"You see my point?"
"Yeah, I guess I do." he said, a small smile appearing on his face.
"Is that a smile I see, Chris? That's a first." she said pointedly.
"I've smiled at you before." Chris said, quickly making the traces of the smile disappear quickly.
"Yeah, when you were about to go after me." she said, smirking.
"It was still a smile." he said.
"You're trying not to show any emotion with me, right?" she questioned. "But I know you want too. Listen, I'll tell you right now..you're the only friend I have. Hell you've been the only friend I've had since high school."
"You've had other friends...what about Andrew?"
"I liked him, but to tell you the truth, I still barely know anything about him outside wrestling." she shrugged, sitting down, resting her foot. "I didn't even really wanna marry him, my mom was pushing me."
"So I guess all is not well in the life of a princess." Chris snickered.
"That's why princesses only exist in fairy tales." she sighed. "But you're the only one who treats me like a human being..well, OK, so you're not exactly very nice to me, but atleast you talk to me more like a normal person and less like the daughter of Mr. McMahon."
"Status never impressed me."
"I could tell." she said, and was surprised to get a soft laugh out of him. "You've told off almost everyone, haven't you?"
"I suppose I have. It's because they deserve it." he said, regaining his usual emotionless status.
"I'm sure they do." She smiled, going under the covers.
"Going to bed?"
"Yep. G'night." she said. Chris paused, then smiled slightly.
"Goodnight, Steph." he said.
***
Chris knew she was asleep, and looking at the clock, he knew he had to do his nightly check up. Walking into the bathroom, he didn't bother closing the door, as she was asleep and he wasn't doing anything that needed the door to be closed.
Pulling off his shirt, he slowly unraveled his bandages, showing his black and blue spots that dotted his ribs. They looked awful, and he noted a new one that was probably from him landing when he saved Stephanie.
"Digusting.." he sighed to himself.
"They aren't that bad." Chris jumped, whirling around and pointing a deadly um..bandage at the one talking. Stephanie couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't shoot!" she teased. He looked at the bandage and blushed, putting his head down.
"What are you doing up?" he questioned.
"I saw a light and I wanted to make sure everything was OK." she said, leaning against the door frame.
"Oh, yeah, everything's OK. I had to check to make sure they were healing." he explained, beginning to wrap them again. She noted him wince with every turn of his back as he worked on wrapping them up.
"Here, let me." she said. He looked at her quizzically. She took the bandage and wrapped it carefully around his waist.
"Got a clip to hold it?" it looked like he snapped out of a daze.
"Yeah..um..here." he gave it to her and she clipped it against his side.
"There you go." she smiled. "Just returning the favor."
"Thanks." he said, and found when he gazed at her his eyes locked with hers. He broke it quickly, feeling a blush coming on, and he didn't want that to happen. "Anyway, you should um..go rest your..foot."
"Alright. You go to sleep too. You don't look so well." she said, walking away.
Chris looked himself in the mirror, then sighed.
"This can't be happening.." he mumbled, wishing his reflection could tell him he was totally right, that it was impossible. To tell him it was the medicine fogging up his head. As he shut off the light in the bathroom, he shut the idea out of his head. It WAS impossible. He just had to repeat that in his head..just over and over..
"Now, what I want you to do is sit there and just stay there." Chris said, pointing to a chair in his locker room. "Touch and do nothing, got it?"
"Yes sir." she nodded, doing what he told her to do without question. Chris perched near the door.
"Hunter is irate, I can tell you that." A few knocks at the door sounded and Stephanie let out a soft whimper.
"Oh my god..he's here.." Chris opened the door to Steph's shock but instead of her husband in walked Edge.
"Glad you got here." Chris said.
"I thought you were Chris Benoit's friend." she said to him.
"Nah, I'm a spy." he said simply while Chris closed and locked the door.
"Oh, that's good." Steph said, blinking.
"What'd you find out?"
"He's coming down here in five minutes, man. You've got to get her out of here. He's ready to kill." he said, seriously. "I have no clue what he has up his sleeves."
"Shit!" he said. "Try to stall him." Edge nodded and Chris opened the door for him and he trotted out.
"I'll do my best. Can't promise everything. Get out of here as fast as you can." Edge warned before running down the halls.
"Stephanie, come on. We gotta get out of here." he said. Stephanie complied quickly and the two quickly made their way down the hallway. They got to the parking lot 3 minutes later. This is where Stephanie decided to trip and fall. Chris was behind her and he saw the car speeding toward her. She got up only to see it too.
Chris knew if Hunter killed her it'd be end of problem. She'd be gone, Hunter would get jail time, and he wouldn't have to worry about it. But seeing there for that split second, frozen in fear, he sighed in defeat. Like lightning he pushed her out of the way, falling to the ground with her, rolling with her until they ended up under a truck.
The car screeched away. Chris grabbed Stephanie and pulled her up. She was shaking like a leaf, her face white.
"You saved me." she said, her voice quivering. Chris shrugged, picking her up.
"Can you walk?" he questioned. She tried to walk but cried out in pain when she put pressure on her right ankle and began to fall. Chris caught her and pulled her up. They paused a second, an awkward silence between them, before Chris picked her up. "Hold on."
He carried her to the car, hoping Hunter wasn't going to come back any time soon. Putting her in, he quickly hopped in himself, he quickly floored it, getting out of there quickly, quietly thanking Edge for obviously distracting him.
***
"Hold still!"
"It hurts." she whimpered, watching him work on her leg. He turned it once and she cried out.
"Look like it popped out." he said. Suddenly he hit it hard and she yelped, feeling her body going back into place. "There. I'll just bandage it up and you'll be all set."
"Oww..oww!" she whined.
"Don't be such a baby." he said, smirking.
"I'm not being a baby." she pouted. He chuckled a bit.
"Oh no, not at all huh?" he questioned. She paused then blinked.
"OK, maybe just a little." she admitted.
"Finished." he said. She looked to see her leg carefully bandaged.
"You're good at that."
"Yeah, when you're a wrestler as long as I have you learn a thing or two about bones and which need to go to the hospital and which do not." he shrugged modestly. "You need to rest that a few days."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." he said simply.
"No, really Chris." she said. "I don't know why you're still helping me, to tell you the truth, I was kinda figuring..I dunno, that you would have let me get hit."
"I wouldn't ever do that to anyone." he said, shrugging his shoulders. "I was taught that if anyone needed help I had to help them."
"I'm glad you were taught that then." she nodded. She looked at the clock. "Still early..why am I tired?"
"You've have a rough day." Chris pointed out. "The stress I know you're going through isn't helping either."
"Yeah, I suppose. I'm going to hit the sack. I do have a problem though."
"Hm?" he questioned.
"Well, you see, I was kinda hoping to change into a new pair of clothing since these are kinda..old. Can I um..borrow something of yours?" He looked at her.
"My clothes?"
"Well, you don't have too.."
"Eh, I suppose I could give you something..I don't have anything for your size though."
"I could imagine." she said, amused. He opened one of his bags and took out boxers and a shirt. He tossed them to her and she took them, getting up. She limped her way to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
***
"I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED HER!" Hunter glowered.
"I know, that was like TOTALLY wrong." Edge agreed fakely. God it was easy to trick this jackass.
"Totally." Christian echoed Edge.
"That reject Chris Jericho can't keep her away from me forever, though. I promise you that. I'm going to kill the slut."
"YEAH! Killing is totally cool." Christian nodded.
"Totally." Edge this time echoed before Hunter stomped out of their locker room and slammed their door.
"Man, this ain't good." Edge said to his brother.
"Not at all. Hunter's serious." Christian pointed out. "Too serious. Why's Chris helping the slut anyway?"
"He wants to jump her bones probably." Edge snickered. "Doesn't wanna admit it though, with them being enemies. But you can totally see it."
"Really? Heh, that's strange."
"Stranger things has happened. But did you see that kiss at King Of The Ring? They were both into it, even if Stephanie won't admit it. Jericho really won't seriously admit it either." Edge explained.
"Yeah, I saw it too. Steph was shocked is all. If Chris did that with notice she would have been all over him. Funny shit." Christian said. "How long do you think it'll take?"
"I'll give it a week." he said, grinning.
"You think he'll last that long?"
"Yeah, he's kinda stubborn." The door opened and the two Canadians looked toward it to see Jeff walking in.
"Ah, Jeff, my man, what's up?" Christian questioned. He handed a letter to Edge.
"I can't explain it, just look at it." Edge blinked, opening it up. He read and his mouth dropped.
"RIKISHI'S GETTING MARRIED?!" Edge said.
"Say WHAT!?" Christian blinked.
"I dunno how he did it but the wedding is in 3 days, man." Edge snapped out of the mind-numbing shock and suddenly began thinking.
"Hm, is Chris Jericho getting invited?" he asked.
"Yeah, of course." Jeff nodded.
"And is DX coming?" he pushed.
"Nope, no way." Edge turned to his brother.
"Hey C, remember what I told you about that week?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, let me change that..to 3 days."
"Totally." Christian said, a sly grin on his face. Jeff looked at the two.
"You guys are so weird." Jeff smirked, before walking out.
***
"Hey Chris?"
"Yeah?"
"You wouldn't happen to have um..pins?" Chris blinked.
"Uhh..no, why?" She walked out, and Chris had to hold back a grin.
"Um, the sleeve.." Stephanie looked at her right shoulder to see it totally exposed, her bra strap showing. She quickly pulled the sleeve up, embarrassed.
"You see my point?"
"Yeah, I guess I do." he said, a small smile appearing on his face.
"Is that a smile I see, Chris? That's a first." she said pointedly.
"I've smiled at you before." Chris said, quickly making the traces of the smile disappear quickly.
"Yeah, when you were about to go after me." she said, smirking.
"It was still a smile." he said.
"You're trying not to show any emotion with me, right?" she questioned. "But I know you want too. Listen, I'll tell you right now..you're the only friend I have. Hell you've been the only friend I've had since high school."
"You've had other friends...what about Andrew?"
"I liked him, but to tell you the truth, I still barely know anything about him outside wrestling." she shrugged, sitting down, resting her foot. "I didn't even really wanna marry him, my mom was pushing me."
"So I guess all is not well in the life of a princess." Chris snickered.
"That's why princesses only exist in fairy tales." she sighed. "But you're the only one who treats me like a human being..well, OK, so you're not exactly very nice to me, but atleast you talk to me more like a normal person and less like the daughter of Mr. McMahon."
"Status never impressed me."
"I could tell." she said, and was surprised to get a soft laugh out of him. "You've told off almost everyone, haven't you?"
"I suppose I have. It's because they deserve it." he said, regaining his usual emotionless status.
"I'm sure they do." She smiled, going under the covers.
"Going to bed?"
"Yep. G'night." she said. Chris paused, then smiled slightly.
"Goodnight, Steph." he said.
***
Chris knew she was asleep, and looking at the clock, he knew he had to do his nightly check up. Walking into the bathroom, he didn't bother closing the door, as she was asleep and he wasn't doing anything that needed the door to be closed.
Pulling off his shirt, he slowly unraveled his bandages, showing his black and blue spots that dotted his ribs. They looked awful, and he noted a new one that was probably from him landing when he saved Stephanie.
"Digusting.." he sighed to himself.
"They aren't that bad." Chris jumped, whirling around and pointing a deadly um..bandage at the one talking. Stephanie couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't shoot!" she teased. He looked at the bandage and blushed, putting his head down.
"What are you doing up?" he questioned.
"I saw a light and I wanted to make sure everything was OK." she said, leaning against the door frame.
"Oh, yeah, everything's OK. I had to check to make sure they were healing." he explained, beginning to wrap them again. She noted him wince with every turn of his back as he worked on wrapping them up.
"Here, let me." she said. He looked at her quizzically. She took the bandage and wrapped it carefully around his waist.
"Got a clip to hold it?" it looked like he snapped out of a daze.
"Yeah..um..here." he gave it to her and she clipped it against his side.
"There you go." she smiled. "Just returning the favor."
"Thanks." he said, and found when he gazed at her his eyes locked with hers. He broke it quickly, feeling a blush coming on, and he didn't want that to happen. "Anyway, you should um..go rest your..foot."
"Alright. You go to sleep too. You don't look so well." she said, walking away.
Chris looked himself in the mirror, then sighed.
"This can't be happening.." he mumbled, wishing his reflection could tell him he was totally right, that it was impossible. To tell him it was the medicine fogging up his head. As he shut off the light in the bathroom, he shut the idea out of his head. It WAS impossible. He just had to repeat that in his head..just over and over..