All of the people in this story are owned by Vince McMahon and the WWF, except for Melanie, Monica, Pastor Smith, and the young orphan, who will have a name by the next chapter :). Marissa is not mine, I've noticed her name in other stories, and have always assumed she is Shane's wife(in real life).
If you would like to use my story, please ask me first.
Please review, I love feedback! Constructive criticism is fine, but no flames please.
This story is based on the Bible scripture: 1st Corinthians chapter 13, verses 4 through 7.
Thanks for the idea/tip Scattia. :)
Chapter 3: 1 + 1 = 2, Your Welcome :-)
"Wh, what?" Chris asked, dumbfounded. This was not what Chris wanted or expected to hear. He looked down at her soaked dress and the drenched carpet around her.
"Hey Chris, do we have everyone?" Chris looked up startled. "Oh, sorry man, I meant the other Chris," Matt said, making his way over to Benoit. Matt stopped dead in his tracks and turned around. Walking back to them, Matt asked, "What's all that stuff on your dress and why is the carpet all wet?"
"My water broke," Jessica replied, looking up at Matt apologetically.
"Wh, what, oh boy," Matt said, running a hand through his dark hair worriedly.
"Hang tight, alright. We'll get you in the cellar as soon as we can. Jus, just don't have the baby yet," Matt pleaded, rushing back towards Chris Benoit.
"I'll try," Jess said softly, as a contraction washed over her.
Jeff was at the other end of the line, wanting to make sure everyone reached the cellar safely. Jeff strained his ears to hear as the wind changed from an incessant howling to a thundering roar. "Everyone, hurry it up!" he yelled, ushering the guests through the exit door. "Matt, guys, come on! I think we have a tornado brewing. Matt looked up, startled, "We have everyone, we're coming!" he hollered to Jeff.
"You okay kid?" Andrew asked the youngster, who was huddled beside him as they moved along. The child looked at him fearfully, nodding. Andrew frowned. The roar became deafening as they reached the exit door. Jeff practically pulled them through the exit door, watching in horror as the opposite wall of the church was ripped off.
"It's here," Jeff said quietly to himself, transfixed, as he watched the scene before him.
"Come on Jeff," Matt said grabbing his arm, along with a handful of his sports jacket. Jeff came out of his reverie, just in time to hear Chris say, "Okay push." Jeff pulled out of Matt's grip and rushed towards Chris and Jessica, "Whoa! Wha, what are you talking about?" Jeff asked frantically. "She's not having the baby is she?"
"No, I'm trying to get her through the hole and she's stuck darn it," Chris said in exasperation.
"Guys, push her through the hole, then grab hold of her feet and pull. If she falls catch her."
"Hey!" Jessica yelled indignantly.
"Look, we don't have time for this, we have to get you through, we're sitting ducks out here."
"Alright, sweetie," Chris said coaxingly, "suck your tummy in."
"I can't!" she yelled. Knowing Jeff was right though, she had to do it. Jessica puffed her cheeks out and sucked her stomach in as much as she could. It was such a comical sight, the gang would have laughed if the situation wasn't so serious. It was all they could do not to smile.
Chris sighed, blowing his blond hair out of his face, and muttered, "She's going to give me gray hair before my time." Suddenly, she popped through the hole. Surprised, Chris tipped over, almost falling in, while Paul caught Jessica, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Gotcha," he said reassuringly to her, while over her head, he mouthed, "Whoa, she's heavy," to Stephanie. Smiling, Stephanie winked at him. Jeff hustled everybody down the stairs. Noticing the child for the first time, he looked at the youngster quizzically, the child doing the same. *Boy, his hair is bright, it looks like a rainbow,* the child thought, staring at him wonderingly. Once the last person had pounded down the stairs, Jeff closed the steel trap door and slid the lock into place. It was a good thing Jeff did, because the door started shaking violently and a small shiver traveled down his spine as he heard the roar directly above them. He turned around to stare into the amused face of Matt Hardy.
"What?" Jeff said non-chalantly as walked he down the stairs past Matt.
"I'm really impressed Jeff, I've never seen you take charge like that before. You did good," Matt said, clapping him on the back.
"Really? Thanks," Jeff said, a wide grin spreading across his face.
"Yeah, it was a different side to see of you junior," Chris commented, grinning.
"Thanks, I think." Jeff said, with a wry grin.
"You did it honey, I'm so proud of you," Chris said softly to Jessica, taking her hand in his and squeezing it gently. Jeff glanced over at Jessica, who was breathing funny.
The grin fell off of Jeff's face, "Hey, what's she doing?" Jeff asked nervously, pointing at Jessica.
"Oh, that's just her special breathing techniques that we learned in Lamaze class.
"Lamaze?" Matt questioned, arching an eyebrow.
"Uh, oh," Chris said, slowly turning his head to look at Jessica, as she clamped down on his hand.
"I thought their water had to break first though?" Paul asked, confused.
"Already did," Jessica said bluntly, in between puffs.
"Eww," Paul scrunched up his face, "I didn't realize your dress was wet because your water broke." Chris watched carefully as she took her next breath. He glanced down at his watch and watched as she took her next breath.
"Her contractions are getting closer," Chris stated with a frown. "About five minutes apart. For the next ten minutes, she felt blissfully fine, but then, without warning, the pain once again washed over her in waves. Stephanie looked over at Jessica anxiously.
"Pastor Smith, do you have any medical supplies down here?" Stephanie asked.
"Yes, we do. We have two first aid kits, but no wash clothes or running water," he replied, as he went to get the medical kits. "Here," Erin said, fishing his handkerchief out of his pocket, "it's not soaked, but it's damp," he said, giving the handkerchief to Stephanie.
"Thanks," she said, accepting it gratefully. Pastor Smith came back with the medical kits, handing them to her. "Is everyone okay?" Stephanie asked. Everybody nodded. Stephanie had to raise her voice a bit to be heard over the roar of the wind. "I'm going to pass around the medical kits, just in case any of you have any scrapes or cuts." On her left, Stephanie handed one medical kit to Shane, and on her right she handed the other one to Al Snow. "I'm sure you all know by now that Jessica will likely give birth to her babies here unless the storm stops before then." Almost everyone in the room stared at her with shocked expressions on their faces. "By chance, does anyone in here have a medical degree?" she asked, only half kidding. Everyone shook their heads no. "That's what I thought," Stephanie muttered. She sat down next to Paul and snuggled up to him. He wrapped his arms around her, "Not quite the reception you were hoping for," Paul said apologetically. Stephanie shook her head, "No, it's okay, I'm here with my friends and family, which is the whole idea of a reception, right? Moreover, two new lives will be started and I'm here to see it. Is that amazing or what." Her eyes shining, she turned her head up to look into Paul's face. Paul tightened his arms around her and whispered into her hair, "I'm lucky to have you, you know that?"
"I know," she said softly, snuggling deeper into his chest.
Three hours later:
Michael Cole passed the first-aid kit to Nora, who was sitting Indian-style, next to him. "Thanks," she said softly.
"Your welcome," he said, with a smile.
"Um, Paul, would you mind scooting your feet in a little bit?" Nora asked him sweetly.
"Sure thing, Nora," Paul (Big Show) said with a smile.
"Thanks," she said. Nora took a quick glance around the long, rectangular room, wall-to-wall wrestlers. *Wow! I'm amazed we were all able to fit in here!* she thought, scarcely able to believe it all. She unfurled her legs and hissed as a stinging pain shot through her lower left leg. Slowly, she pulled her skirt back to reveal a nasty, bloody gash. Sighing, she opened up the first aid kit and took out two cotton balls, two Band-Aids and a small bottle of hydrogen peroxide. Two larger hands closed over hers. Jeff took the medical supplies from her.
"Here, let me take a look at it," he said easily, swinging her legs up in his lap.
"It's not that bad, really," Nora protested.
"A-ha, sure it isn't," Jeff said giving her a sideways look. Nora was a bit surprised as she watched him dab at her cut, he was so gentle. She could feel Paul's eyes across from her, watching them with interest. She hoped she wasn't blushing. Jeff hit a particularly sensitive spot on her cut though, and she flinched, wincing. Quickly,
Jeff lifted his head up and looked at her, concern in his beautiful, green eyes. "Sorry," he said quickly. "There, your all set." Jeff practically pushed her legs off his lap, Nora noticed with annoyance. She leaned in to talk to him, but stopped suddenly, when a wail split the air.
From across the room, Jessica yelled, "They're coming!"
"Wh, what, I don't know how to deliver a baby!" Chris fretted. Stephanie looked up from gently wiping Jessica's forehead with the damp handkerchief.
"Shoot, I should have thought of this before," Steph muttered to herself.
"Paul, could you get me my velvet cape?"
Paul, looked at her, eyes wide in surprise, "Are you sure you want to?"...
"Yes, I'm sure," Stephanie said firmly. *Jessica needs something more comfortable to lie down on, other than the cold, hard concrete floor,* Stephanie thought to herself. For the past hour Jessica had kept her knees bent, legs up, in the birthing position. Chris positioned himself in front of her, in an attempt to give her some privacy. The wrestlers and family were polite enough to turn away so as to give Jess some privacy also. Chris and Matt helped lift Jessica up just enough, so Stephanie could slide the cape under her. Chris looked at Stephanie in awe, he couldn't believe she'd just done that.
"Wow! Thanks Stephanie, I owe you one"...
Stephanie waved it off, "No, don't worry about it," she said firmly. Stephanie felt a little sad, knowing that most likely it would be ruined, but at the same time she felt good about what she was doing. Her heart knew it was the right thing to do. Jessica closed her eyes and gripped Chris's hand tightly as another contraction came.
Matt was timing the contractions now, he glanced at his watch, "That one was only one minute apart from the last one," Matt said worriedly.
"They are coming faster and harder now, the babies should be popping out like cantaloupes any time now," Chris commented calmly.
Matt stared at him, "How can you be so calm about this?"
Chris shrugged, "I don't know, normally, don't kids just pop out when they want to?" he questioned.
"Well, they'd better pop out soon, your kids are heavy, they feel like watermelons," Jessica said through gritted teeth.
"No, no, you can't push yet, I'm not ready," Chris said frantically.
"Tough luck, don't tell me not to push, I'm ready darn it," Jessica said fiercely, letting out a puff of breath, flipping up her blond bangs.
*Whoa!* Chris backed off, and positioned himself in front of Jessica, ready to catch a baby.
Amy grabbed Matt's hand and squeezed it. "I want to have our children born in the hospital," Amy said staring at the scene unfolding before her.
Matt's eyes widened in shock, "Wh, what?" he asked her in disbelief.
"Hey, I see a head, what do I do?" Chris asked frantically. Within minutes a baby's cry filled the air. "I have to clean the baby off, it's all red and cheesy looking."
"Here, I have something," behind Matt, the small child spoke up for the first time. She untied an apron-like piece off the front of her dress. "This might help," she said hopefully, looking up into Chris's eyes with her big blue ones.
"Thank you sweetie," Chris said gratefully, his heart going out to this young child, who didn't even know them. He took the apron and started cleaning the baby off. Jessica let out an ear-piercing scream as the second baby's head appeared.
"Hey, I can't grab this baby, I don't have enough arms!" Chris yelled. Nervously, Matt spoke up, "I'll get this one." Matt swallowed hard. "It's a girl Chris!" Matt crowed triumphantly. They switched babies, Matt giving the little girl to Chris, while he took the other one. Gently, Chris cleaned up his little girl.
"What do we have?" Jessica asked tiredly.
"Two beautiful little children, a boy and a girl," Chris whispered into her ear. "You did excellent sweetie," Chris said lovingly.
Jeff came running over to them. "Listen, do you guys here it?" Everyone was quiet for a moment. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Then they heard it, a persistent scraping of furniture across the floor above them. Jeff quickly rushed over to the trap door, unlocking it. A guy in orange and white clothing opened the trap door and yelled down into it, "Anyone down here?"
"Yes!" everyone down in the cellar yelled.
"Whoa!" the paramedic backed up a step, not prepared for the noise assaulting his ears. "Is everyone okay?"
"Yes, but we have one woman down here who just gave birth," Jeff said from below.
"Okay, we'll get her out first." Not even a minute later, two paramedics brought down a thin wooden stretcher and eased Jessica onto it. As soon as the paramedics helped the last guest out of the cellar, they put Jessica and Chris into the ambulance and whisked them off to the nearest hospital. Everyone stared at the ruins in shock. The actual sanctuary part of the church was gone, completely obliterated.
Pastor Smith sighed, "It will take a while to rebuild."
"Not as long as you think," Stephanie said with a grin.
If you would like to use my story, please ask me first.
Please review, I love feedback! Constructive criticism is fine, but no flames please.
This story is based on the Bible scripture: 1st Corinthians chapter 13, verses 4 through 7.
Thanks for the idea/tip Scattia. :)
Chapter 3: 1 + 1 = 2, Your Welcome :-)
"Wh, what?" Chris asked, dumbfounded. This was not what Chris wanted or expected to hear. He looked down at her soaked dress and the drenched carpet around her.
"Hey Chris, do we have everyone?" Chris looked up startled. "Oh, sorry man, I meant the other Chris," Matt said, making his way over to Benoit. Matt stopped dead in his tracks and turned around. Walking back to them, Matt asked, "What's all that stuff on your dress and why is the carpet all wet?"
"My water broke," Jessica replied, looking up at Matt apologetically.
"Wh, what, oh boy," Matt said, running a hand through his dark hair worriedly.
"Hang tight, alright. We'll get you in the cellar as soon as we can. Jus, just don't have the baby yet," Matt pleaded, rushing back towards Chris Benoit.
"I'll try," Jess said softly, as a contraction washed over her.
Jeff was at the other end of the line, wanting to make sure everyone reached the cellar safely. Jeff strained his ears to hear as the wind changed from an incessant howling to a thundering roar. "Everyone, hurry it up!" he yelled, ushering the guests through the exit door. "Matt, guys, come on! I think we have a tornado brewing. Matt looked up, startled, "We have everyone, we're coming!" he hollered to Jeff.
"You okay kid?" Andrew asked the youngster, who was huddled beside him as they moved along. The child looked at him fearfully, nodding. Andrew frowned. The roar became deafening as they reached the exit door. Jeff practically pulled them through the exit door, watching in horror as the opposite wall of the church was ripped off.
"It's here," Jeff said quietly to himself, transfixed, as he watched the scene before him.
"Come on Jeff," Matt said grabbing his arm, along with a handful of his sports jacket. Jeff came out of his reverie, just in time to hear Chris say, "Okay push." Jeff pulled out of Matt's grip and rushed towards Chris and Jessica, "Whoa! Wha, what are you talking about?" Jeff asked frantically. "She's not having the baby is she?"
"No, I'm trying to get her through the hole and she's stuck darn it," Chris said in exasperation.
"Guys, push her through the hole, then grab hold of her feet and pull. If she falls catch her."
"Hey!" Jessica yelled indignantly.
"Look, we don't have time for this, we have to get you through, we're sitting ducks out here."
"Alright, sweetie," Chris said coaxingly, "suck your tummy in."
"I can't!" she yelled. Knowing Jeff was right though, she had to do it. Jessica puffed her cheeks out and sucked her stomach in as much as she could. It was such a comical sight, the gang would have laughed if the situation wasn't so serious. It was all they could do not to smile.
Chris sighed, blowing his blond hair out of his face, and muttered, "She's going to give me gray hair before my time." Suddenly, she popped through the hole. Surprised, Chris tipped over, almost falling in, while Paul caught Jessica, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Gotcha," he said reassuringly to her, while over her head, he mouthed, "Whoa, she's heavy," to Stephanie. Smiling, Stephanie winked at him. Jeff hustled everybody down the stairs. Noticing the child for the first time, he looked at the youngster quizzically, the child doing the same. *Boy, his hair is bright, it looks like a rainbow,* the child thought, staring at him wonderingly. Once the last person had pounded down the stairs, Jeff closed the steel trap door and slid the lock into place. It was a good thing Jeff did, because the door started shaking violently and a small shiver traveled down his spine as he heard the roar directly above them. He turned around to stare into the amused face of Matt Hardy.
"What?" Jeff said non-chalantly as walked he down the stairs past Matt.
"I'm really impressed Jeff, I've never seen you take charge like that before. You did good," Matt said, clapping him on the back.
"Really? Thanks," Jeff said, a wide grin spreading across his face.
"Yeah, it was a different side to see of you junior," Chris commented, grinning.
"Thanks, I think." Jeff said, with a wry grin.
"You did it honey, I'm so proud of you," Chris said softly to Jessica, taking her hand in his and squeezing it gently. Jeff glanced over at Jessica, who was breathing funny.
The grin fell off of Jeff's face, "Hey, what's she doing?" Jeff asked nervously, pointing at Jessica.
"Oh, that's just her special breathing techniques that we learned in Lamaze class.
"Lamaze?" Matt questioned, arching an eyebrow.
"Uh, oh," Chris said, slowly turning his head to look at Jessica, as she clamped down on his hand.
"I thought their water had to break first though?" Paul asked, confused.
"Already did," Jessica said bluntly, in between puffs.
"Eww," Paul scrunched up his face, "I didn't realize your dress was wet because your water broke." Chris watched carefully as she took her next breath. He glanced down at his watch and watched as she took her next breath.
"Her contractions are getting closer," Chris stated with a frown. "About five minutes apart. For the next ten minutes, she felt blissfully fine, but then, without warning, the pain once again washed over her in waves. Stephanie looked over at Jessica anxiously.
"Pastor Smith, do you have any medical supplies down here?" Stephanie asked.
"Yes, we do. We have two first aid kits, but no wash clothes or running water," he replied, as he went to get the medical kits. "Here," Erin said, fishing his handkerchief out of his pocket, "it's not soaked, but it's damp," he said, giving the handkerchief to Stephanie.
"Thanks," she said, accepting it gratefully. Pastor Smith came back with the medical kits, handing them to her. "Is everyone okay?" Stephanie asked. Everybody nodded. Stephanie had to raise her voice a bit to be heard over the roar of the wind. "I'm going to pass around the medical kits, just in case any of you have any scrapes or cuts." On her left, Stephanie handed one medical kit to Shane, and on her right she handed the other one to Al Snow. "I'm sure you all know by now that Jessica will likely give birth to her babies here unless the storm stops before then." Almost everyone in the room stared at her with shocked expressions on their faces. "By chance, does anyone in here have a medical degree?" she asked, only half kidding. Everyone shook their heads no. "That's what I thought," Stephanie muttered. She sat down next to Paul and snuggled up to him. He wrapped his arms around her, "Not quite the reception you were hoping for," Paul said apologetically. Stephanie shook her head, "No, it's okay, I'm here with my friends and family, which is the whole idea of a reception, right? Moreover, two new lives will be started and I'm here to see it. Is that amazing or what." Her eyes shining, she turned her head up to look into Paul's face. Paul tightened his arms around her and whispered into her hair, "I'm lucky to have you, you know that?"
"I know," she said softly, snuggling deeper into his chest.
Three hours later:
Michael Cole passed the first-aid kit to Nora, who was sitting Indian-style, next to him. "Thanks," she said softly.
"Your welcome," he said, with a smile.
"Um, Paul, would you mind scooting your feet in a little bit?" Nora asked him sweetly.
"Sure thing, Nora," Paul (Big Show) said with a smile.
"Thanks," she said. Nora took a quick glance around the long, rectangular room, wall-to-wall wrestlers. *Wow! I'm amazed we were all able to fit in here!* she thought, scarcely able to believe it all. She unfurled her legs and hissed as a stinging pain shot through her lower left leg. Slowly, she pulled her skirt back to reveal a nasty, bloody gash. Sighing, she opened up the first aid kit and took out two cotton balls, two Band-Aids and a small bottle of hydrogen peroxide. Two larger hands closed over hers. Jeff took the medical supplies from her.
"Here, let me take a look at it," he said easily, swinging her legs up in his lap.
"It's not that bad, really," Nora protested.
"A-ha, sure it isn't," Jeff said giving her a sideways look. Nora was a bit surprised as she watched him dab at her cut, he was so gentle. She could feel Paul's eyes across from her, watching them with interest. She hoped she wasn't blushing. Jeff hit a particularly sensitive spot on her cut though, and she flinched, wincing. Quickly,
Jeff lifted his head up and looked at her, concern in his beautiful, green eyes. "Sorry," he said quickly. "There, your all set." Jeff practically pushed her legs off his lap, Nora noticed with annoyance. She leaned in to talk to him, but stopped suddenly, when a wail split the air.
From across the room, Jessica yelled, "They're coming!"
"Wh, what, I don't know how to deliver a baby!" Chris fretted. Stephanie looked up from gently wiping Jessica's forehead with the damp handkerchief.
"Shoot, I should have thought of this before," Steph muttered to herself.
"Paul, could you get me my velvet cape?"
Paul, looked at her, eyes wide in surprise, "Are you sure you want to?"...
"Yes, I'm sure," Stephanie said firmly. *Jessica needs something more comfortable to lie down on, other than the cold, hard concrete floor,* Stephanie thought to herself. For the past hour Jessica had kept her knees bent, legs up, in the birthing position. Chris positioned himself in front of her, in an attempt to give her some privacy. The wrestlers and family were polite enough to turn away so as to give Jess some privacy also. Chris and Matt helped lift Jessica up just enough, so Stephanie could slide the cape under her. Chris looked at Stephanie in awe, he couldn't believe she'd just done that.
"Wow! Thanks Stephanie, I owe you one"...
Stephanie waved it off, "No, don't worry about it," she said firmly. Stephanie felt a little sad, knowing that most likely it would be ruined, but at the same time she felt good about what she was doing. Her heart knew it was the right thing to do. Jessica closed her eyes and gripped Chris's hand tightly as another contraction came.
Matt was timing the contractions now, he glanced at his watch, "That one was only one minute apart from the last one," Matt said worriedly.
"They are coming faster and harder now, the babies should be popping out like cantaloupes any time now," Chris commented calmly.
Matt stared at him, "How can you be so calm about this?"
Chris shrugged, "I don't know, normally, don't kids just pop out when they want to?" he questioned.
"Well, they'd better pop out soon, your kids are heavy, they feel like watermelons," Jessica said through gritted teeth.
"No, no, you can't push yet, I'm not ready," Chris said frantically.
"Tough luck, don't tell me not to push, I'm ready darn it," Jessica said fiercely, letting out a puff of breath, flipping up her blond bangs.
*Whoa!* Chris backed off, and positioned himself in front of Jessica, ready to catch a baby.
Amy grabbed Matt's hand and squeezed it. "I want to have our children born in the hospital," Amy said staring at the scene unfolding before her.
Matt's eyes widened in shock, "Wh, what?" he asked her in disbelief.
"Hey, I see a head, what do I do?" Chris asked frantically. Within minutes a baby's cry filled the air. "I have to clean the baby off, it's all red and cheesy looking."
"Here, I have something," behind Matt, the small child spoke up for the first time. She untied an apron-like piece off the front of her dress. "This might help," she said hopefully, looking up into Chris's eyes with her big blue ones.
"Thank you sweetie," Chris said gratefully, his heart going out to this young child, who didn't even know them. He took the apron and started cleaning the baby off. Jessica let out an ear-piercing scream as the second baby's head appeared.
"Hey, I can't grab this baby, I don't have enough arms!" Chris yelled. Nervously, Matt spoke up, "I'll get this one." Matt swallowed hard. "It's a girl Chris!" Matt crowed triumphantly. They switched babies, Matt giving the little girl to Chris, while he took the other one. Gently, Chris cleaned up his little girl.
"What do we have?" Jessica asked tiredly.
"Two beautiful little children, a boy and a girl," Chris whispered into her ear. "You did excellent sweetie," Chris said lovingly.
Jeff came running over to them. "Listen, do you guys here it?" Everyone was quiet for a moment. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Then they heard it, a persistent scraping of furniture across the floor above them. Jeff quickly rushed over to the trap door, unlocking it. A guy in orange and white clothing opened the trap door and yelled down into it, "Anyone down here?"
"Yes!" everyone down in the cellar yelled.
"Whoa!" the paramedic backed up a step, not prepared for the noise assaulting his ears. "Is everyone okay?"
"Yes, but we have one woman down here who just gave birth," Jeff said from below.
"Okay, we'll get her out first." Not even a minute later, two paramedics brought down a thin wooden stretcher and eased Jessica onto it. As soon as the paramedics helped the last guest out of the cellar, they put Jessica and Chris into the ambulance and whisked them off to the nearest hospital. Everyone stared at the ruins in shock. The actual sanctuary part of the church was gone, completely obliterated.
Pastor Smith sighed, "It will take a while to rebuild."
"Not as long as you think," Stephanie said with a grin.