'Here goes nothing..' he stood up, taking in a small breath. "I've got to get you out of here."
"What?! Why? Is Heyman coming?" she asked, suddenly sounding scared.
"No, not yet. Steph, your dad is coming. He's taking you.." Jericho lowered his head. "He's trading you for a little boost in the little battle between the companies. Steph, it's my fault.."
"What do you mean?" she asked, staring at him.
"Vince set me up for it. The night I saved you..I was really.." he bit his lip slightly. 'The time to tell the truth is now..' He let out a sigh. "I was really suppose to kidnap you. I sort of improvised. But Steph, you got to believe me..I wasn't expecting anything like what happened to happen."
"Y-you lied to me?" she asked, a hurt tone in her voice. "I should have known..ugh!"
"Steph, please.." he blurted. "It's different now, it started as Vince's plan..but..I'm so sorry." She stood up, glaring at him.
"I bet you are." she said, angrily. "Then again, I shouldn't be surprised. You would do something like this. And to think I trusted you.."
"Listen!" he tried to get into her angry, hurt rant. "You can curse me all you want, and I'm fine with that. But..but.." he felt the lump in his throat try to stop him, but he swallowed it. "I love you! Damnit, I love you and right now you are in DEEP shit. Yes, it's my fault, but I want to fix it! You've got to get out of here."
"Fuck you." she glared at him. 'Well, this is going well..'
"Just leave." he said. "Hide somewhere. I'll stop them so you can get away." His heart skipped a beat when he heard the banging on his door. "Shit."
"I can't believe you set me up." she glared at him. Chris looked around. They were trapped. Pushing past her, he opened the door.
"Where is she?" Vince asked exactly when he opened the door.
"Vince.." He cried out as he was pushed back. He heard Stephanie yelp, and by the time he had gained his senses back, Big Show had her. She was slumpt over, unconcious.
"Vince, you can't do this!" he quickly said.
"Well, I'll hand it to you, Show..you were right." Jericho's eyes narrowed.
"Told you he and this little bitch had something going on." Show said matter-of-factly.
"You bastard!" Jericho spat, trying to rush at him. He found himself held back, and he turned his head to see Bradshaw holding him back. "Let me go!"
"I'm surprised you haven't learned, Chris..you can never trust a McMahon..not even the one you have seemed to grown a liking too." he smirked. "I thought you had a little more sense then that, you surprise me. She would have just thrown you out sooner or later. You had it right when you called her a slut."
"You're fucking insane! I didn't know her back then, but you have no excuse!" he glared at him, his arms still being held back. "Heyman will destroy her!"
"Not if the WWF doesn't first..Big Show, come on..Bradshaw, you know what to do." Chris suddenly felt something hard slam into him, and the world blacked out.
***
"Don't move." Chris twitched, the odd low voice the first thing he heard. He groaned, feeling sick. "I said not to move." Chris suddenly felt a cold object hit the painful spot on his head, instantly making it feel better. "Hold that to your head for awhile."
Chris opened his eyes and moved his arm so he was holding the ice bag. He was flat on his stomach, on the floor. Where was he? Who was the owner of the voice? This wasn't his room. He knew atleast that. He hastily sat up, glancing around. Nothing. He stood, dizzily.
"If you want to save her, I suggest you do it as soon as possible." He whirled around to find himself staring at Raven.
"How the hell did I get here?" he asked.
"Vince has intrusted me with you." he chuckled lowly.
"Where is she?" he asked, angrily. "You better tell me or I'll.."
"Now now, Chris.." he snickered. "Are you really in any position to make idle threats? You see, you CAN knock me out, I'm sure..but then how would you find your lady? Ah, the labyrinthine decision..trust me as I say I will take you, or attack and look blindly. By this time, your choice must be impeccable--she'll be picked up in an hour."
"You'd take me to her?" Chris asked, eyeing him.
"Ahh, see? You really can't tell, can you? I mean, I could be telling you the truth--and then, I couldn't as well. I'll leave that up to you to decide. Both decisions have flaws..if you come with me, you'll just have to see if I lead you there." he grinned. "But hey, it's more fun that way."
"Don't you understand that she's in danger?" he asked.
"I could care less. What is your choice?" Chris glared at him, then sighed.
"I swear, if you're lying.."
"We'll just have to see, I guess." he grinned wickedly. "Come on."
Chris threw the ice pack to the side and followed him. 'What if she never speaks to me again if I find her? I can't believe that of all the people in the world, I have to trust this idiot. What the hell does labyrinthine mean anyway?'
"Hmm..ahh, here we are." he grinned after probably 5 minutes of walking. He pointed down the hall. "Your fate lies in the last room. I'm out of here." He walked away, and Chris looked down the hall. 'You better have been telling the truth, you fucker..' He walked down it at a quick pace, stopping at the door.
He reached for the doorknob, then hesitated. What if he was jumped? 'This is worth it, it's for her..I just have to trust him..' He slowly turned the handle, opening the door slowly. "Steph!" he cried out, his eyes quickly drawn to the stooped over form in the chair in the middle of the room. Her mouth was gagged, which was pointless because she was knocked out anyway. They had tied her tightly to a chair.
He quickly ran to her. He then noticed the fine bruise on her cheek. He had really hurt her. 'That bastard..' He quickly untied the gag, then hit her other unbruised cheek gently. "Steph, Steph..wake up!"
"Mm.." she groaned, her eyes slowly sliding open. Her eyes instantly narrowed on him.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" she hissed angrily. "Oh, let me guess, you wanted to throw stuff at the idiot who decided to trust in her enemy.."
"I should have kept the gag on." he rolled his eyes, going behind her, finding the knot to the rope. "Hold still. Contrary to your belief, I was knocked senseless and I just put up with Raisin for more then I wanted too. I did that for you, by the way--almost got it.."
"Well do you blame me for being made at you, Chris? The entire time--you lied to me!" She suddenly felt her arms freed, and she pulled them so they rested on her lap. He went in front of her, kneeling down, looking for where the rope that held her legs was knotted. "Did he pay you to entertain me?"
"Actually, no, he didn't." he replied. "I did that on my own. Hell, besides the kidnapping idea, it was all me. I didn't have to save you, but I did."
"And that kiss.."
"You really think someone like Vince would make me kiss someone I didn't want to kiss?" he replied. "Hells no." He easily untied her. "There. You're free." He pulled the ropes away, and she stood up, unsteadily. She took one step, which was a bad idea because she was still unsteady with her cramped up legs. She tripped, and he easily caught her.
"Take it easy! You've been in the same position for awhile. Let your muscles stretch out." he warned. He helped her stand upright again, and she seemed to gain her balance.
"So you don't want to hurt me?" she asked, turning to him.
"Figure it this way, hun..you can either come with me and chance being picked up by Heyman, or stay here and get picked up by Heyman. Now, you have a much better chance with me, don't you think?" he grinned.
"I guess so." she still sounded doubtful.
"I'll say it again..I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you because I knew you'd end up like this--"
"Come on, what do you expect? You kidnapped me!" she sighed. "You helped the one person I hate the most have a chance at me. You couldn't even tell me until you had too.."
"Would you ever kiss someone you knew kidnapped you?" he asked. She fell silent. "I know it was selfish of me. But I'm trying to make it up to you.."
"Oh..this is bringing tears to my eyes!" Stephanie and Jericho both looked up, startled. Heyman slowly came out of the shadows, and he wasn't alone. Chris slowly stepped in front of Stephanie. "And what's this? Prince Charming protecting the Princess? Isn't that cute, fellas?"
"Adorable." Rhyno smirked, standing with his arms across his chest.
"Well actually.." Lance Storm started.
"Shuddup." Heyman snapped, and Lance quieted.
"Well, I'm glad you brought along the freak show." Jericho said, his eyes narrowed. "What's wrong. Paulie, can't fight your own battles?"
"I could, but what fun would that be? That idiot Vince thought I would buckle under so easily. Hah! He's downed, just like he should be. Step aside, Chris..perhaps I'll let you get out with only a minor beating." Paul smirked.
"Chris..maybe you should.." Stephanie whispered.
"See? Even the girlfriend's got more brains then him!" Heyman laughed.
"I made a promise once..and I intend to keep it. You're not touching her unless you destroy me first.." he stood fully in front of her. "Come on, you two little puppets..I'm glad you guys love being controlled." He watched as the two men began slowly walking towards him. 'How do I get myself into these situations?'
"What?! Why? Is Heyman coming?" she asked, suddenly sounding scared.
"No, not yet. Steph, your dad is coming. He's taking you.." Jericho lowered his head. "He's trading you for a little boost in the little battle between the companies. Steph, it's my fault.."
"What do you mean?" she asked, staring at him.
"Vince set me up for it. The night I saved you..I was really.." he bit his lip slightly. 'The time to tell the truth is now..' He let out a sigh. "I was really suppose to kidnap you. I sort of improvised. But Steph, you got to believe me..I wasn't expecting anything like what happened to happen."
"Y-you lied to me?" she asked, a hurt tone in her voice. "I should have known..ugh!"
"Steph, please.." he blurted. "It's different now, it started as Vince's plan..but..I'm so sorry." She stood up, glaring at him.
"I bet you are." she said, angrily. "Then again, I shouldn't be surprised. You would do something like this. And to think I trusted you.."
"Listen!" he tried to get into her angry, hurt rant. "You can curse me all you want, and I'm fine with that. But..but.." he felt the lump in his throat try to stop him, but he swallowed it. "I love you! Damnit, I love you and right now you are in DEEP shit. Yes, it's my fault, but I want to fix it! You've got to get out of here."
"Fuck you." she glared at him. 'Well, this is going well..'
"Just leave." he said. "Hide somewhere. I'll stop them so you can get away." His heart skipped a beat when he heard the banging on his door. "Shit."
"I can't believe you set me up." she glared at him. Chris looked around. They were trapped. Pushing past her, he opened the door.
"Where is she?" Vince asked exactly when he opened the door.
"Vince.." He cried out as he was pushed back. He heard Stephanie yelp, and by the time he had gained his senses back, Big Show had her. She was slumpt over, unconcious.
"Vince, you can't do this!" he quickly said.
"Well, I'll hand it to you, Show..you were right." Jericho's eyes narrowed.
"Told you he and this little bitch had something going on." Show said matter-of-factly.
"You bastard!" Jericho spat, trying to rush at him. He found himself held back, and he turned his head to see Bradshaw holding him back. "Let me go!"
"I'm surprised you haven't learned, Chris..you can never trust a McMahon..not even the one you have seemed to grown a liking too." he smirked. "I thought you had a little more sense then that, you surprise me. She would have just thrown you out sooner or later. You had it right when you called her a slut."
"You're fucking insane! I didn't know her back then, but you have no excuse!" he glared at him, his arms still being held back. "Heyman will destroy her!"
"Not if the WWF doesn't first..Big Show, come on..Bradshaw, you know what to do." Chris suddenly felt something hard slam into him, and the world blacked out.
***
"Don't move." Chris twitched, the odd low voice the first thing he heard. He groaned, feeling sick. "I said not to move." Chris suddenly felt a cold object hit the painful spot on his head, instantly making it feel better. "Hold that to your head for awhile."
Chris opened his eyes and moved his arm so he was holding the ice bag. He was flat on his stomach, on the floor. Where was he? Who was the owner of the voice? This wasn't his room. He knew atleast that. He hastily sat up, glancing around. Nothing. He stood, dizzily.
"If you want to save her, I suggest you do it as soon as possible." He whirled around to find himself staring at Raven.
"How the hell did I get here?" he asked.
"Vince has intrusted me with you." he chuckled lowly.
"Where is she?" he asked, angrily. "You better tell me or I'll.."
"Now now, Chris.." he snickered. "Are you really in any position to make idle threats? You see, you CAN knock me out, I'm sure..but then how would you find your lady? Ah, the labyrinthine decision..trust me as I say I will take you, or attack and look blindly. By this time, your choice must be impeccable--she'll be picked up in an hour."
"You'd take me to her?" Chris asked, eyeing him.
"Ahh, see? You really can't tell, can you? I mean, I could be telling you the truth--and then, I couldn't as well. I'll leave that up to you to decide. Both decisions have flaws..if you come with me, you'll just have to see if I lead you there." he grinned. "But hey, it's more fun that way."
"Don't you understand that she's in danger?" he asked.
"I could care less. What is your choice?" Chris glared at him, then sighed.
"I swear, if you're lying.."
"We'll just have to see, I guess." he grinned wickedly. "Come on."
Chris threw the ice pack to the side and followed him. 'What if she never speaks to me again if I find her? I can't believe that of all the people in the world, I have to trust this idiot. What the hell does labyrinthine mean anyway?'
"Hmm..ahh, here we are." he grinned after probably 5 minutes of walking. He pointed down the hall. "Your fate lies in the last room. I'm out of here." He walked away, and Chris looked down the hall. 'You better have been telling the truth, you fucker..' He walked down it at a quick pace, stopping at the door.
He reached for the doorknob, then hesitated. What if he was jumped? 'This is worth it, it's for her..I just have to trust him..' He slowly turned the handle, opening the door slowly. "Steph!" he cried out, his eyes quickly drawn to the stooped over form in the chair in the middle of the room. Her mouth was gagged, which was pointless because she was knocked out anyway. They had tied her tightly to a chair.
He quickly ran to her. He then noticed the fine bruise on her cheek. He had really hurt her. 'That bastard..' He quickly untied the gag, then hit her other unbruised cheek gently. "Steph, Steph..wake up!"
"Mm.." she groaned, her eyes slowly sliding open. Her eyes instantly narrowed on him.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" she hissed angrily. "Oh, let me guess, you wanted to throw stuff at the idiot who decided to trust in her enemy.."
"I should have kept the gag on." he rolled his eyes, going behind her, finding the knot to the rope. "Hold still. Contrary to your belief, I was knocked senseless and I just put up with Raisin for more then I wanted too. I did that for you, by the way--almost got it.."
"Well do you blame me for being made at you, Chris? The entire time--you lied to me!" She suddenly felt her arms freed, and she pulled them so they rested on her lap. He went in front of her, kneeling down, looking for where the rope that held her legs was knotted. "Did he pay you to entertain me?"
"Actually, no, he didn't." he replied. "I did that on my own. Hell, besides the kidnapping idea, it was all me. I didn't have to save you, but I did."
"And that kiss.."
"You really think someone like Vince would make me kiss someone I didn't want to kiss?" he replied. "Hells no." He easily untied her. "There. You're free." He pulled the ropes away, and she stood up, unsteadily. She took one step, which was a bad idea because she was still unsteady with her cramped up legs. She tripped, and he easily caught her.
"Take it easy! You've been in the same position for awhile. Let your muscles stretch out." he warned. He helped her stand upright again, and she seemed to gain her balance.
"So you don't want to hurt me?" she asked, turning to him.
"Figure it this way, hun..you can either come with me and chance being picked up by Heyman, or stay here and get picked up by Heyman. Now, you have a much better chance with me, don't you think?" he grinned.
"I guess so." she still sounded doubtful.
"I'll say it again..I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you because I knew you'd end up like this--"
"Come on, what do you expect? You kidnapped me!" she sighed. "You helped the one person I hate the most have a chance at me. You couldn't even tell me until you had too.."
"Would you ever kiss someone you knew kidnapped you?" he asked. She fell silent. "I know it was selfish of me. But I'm trying to make it up to you.."
"Oh..this is bringing tears to my eyes!" Stephanie and Jericho both looked up, startled. Heyman slowly came out of the shadows, and he wasn't alone. Chris slowly stepped in front of Stephanie. "And what's this? Prince Charming protecting the Princess? Isn't that cute, fellas?"
"Adorable." Rhyno smirked, standing with his arms across his chest.
"Well actually.." Lance Storm started.
"Shuddup." Heyman snapped, and Lance quieted.
"Well, I'm glad you brought along the freak show." Jericho said, his eyes narrowed. "What's wrong. Paulie, can't fight your own battles?"
"I could, but what fun would that be? That idiot Vince thought I would buckle under so easily. Hah! He's downed, just like he should be. Step aside, Chris..perhaps I'll let you get out with only a minor beating." Paul smirked.
"Chris..maybe you should.." Stephanie whispered.
"See? Even the girlfriend's got more brains then him!" Heyman laughed.
"I made a promise once..and I intend to keep it. You're not touching her unless you destroy me first.." he stood fully in front of her. "Come on, you two little puppets..I'm glad you guys love being controlled." He watched as the two men began slowly walking towards him. 'How do I get myself into these situations?'