*** HHH's POV ***
This is really starting to piss me off. Really, really starting to piss me off. Stephanie had been going everywhere with that piece of crap Chris Jericho for over a week. And they always seem to be where ever I am. So I'm pissed off all the time.
I thought Stephanie had class. I thought she could at least wait until after we were officially divorced. Maybe the only way Jericho would defect to the ECW was if she agreed to be with him. I guess he was right about her. What else did I not see about her?
At least it's not Kurt Angle she's hanging all over. Not only would that make me really pissed off, it would make me sick. Very sick.
What in hell did I do to deserve her? Okay, I know I drugged her and married her without her having any idea. And then I spent the better part of a month trying to convince her that our marriage would be mutually beneficial. So it is my fault that we got married I suppose.
But why in God's name did I have to fall in love with her? Who deserves to love such a manipulative bitch? Maybe it's karma. I've had some pretty great people care for me in my life. And we all know I'm a bastard. I recognize that I could be a nicer person, a more decent person. But being a nice person is not what is important to me.
You want to know the worst part of this whole situation? I'm still in love with her. How can I still love her after she betrayed her father again and allied with my worst enemy? And she already has a new boyfriend! I'm an idiot. I should be able to get over her and move on. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Who needs a woman?
I do.
I need Stephanie McMahon. Somewhere over the past two years, she got into my blood and she became a part of me. I guess I had hoped I became a part of her blood too. I hoped that maybe she really loved me and it wasn't all some game she was playing. I guess I was wrong.
I feel really bad for Vince. He lost another Superstar. First the Dudleyz and those other ECW fools, then Austin, and now Chris Jericho. And Jericho is perfect in his fans' eyes. People hated Austin for going to the Alliance, but they are still rooting for Jericho. It makes no sense. He's a good wrestler and all. You can't make it to the WWF unless you are good (unless you're the Big Show I guess). But what the hell makes hie fans so loyal?
I know Vince is more affected by Shane and Stephanie trying to put him out of business than he lets on. Those two were his pride and joy. Shane could do no wrong as far as Vince was concerned. Vince knew that Shane was just like him. And Vince loved Stephanie more than words. This is worse than when she married me, because all he had to do to reconcile then was ally with me. There is no way to bridge this gap.
"Come on Hunter," Vince said. "Stephanie and Shane are going out to the ring."
"Can I cover my eyes and ears?" I asked.
"We're going to interrupt them tonight," Vince said. There was a gleam in his eyes. I could see the deviousness in those eyes of his. "I have some news."
"What? You decided to convince Hogan to come out of retirement?" I asked sarcastically.
"Don't be sick," Vince said. "Trust me, you want to be there."
I walked with Vince to the backstage area. There was Chris Jericho. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Calm down Trips," Jericho smirked. "Things are about to change."
I felt fury racing through my veins when I realized Jericho hadn't really defected to the ECW. He had been playing Stephanie.
"You asshole!" I exclaimed, pushing him up against a wall.
"Get the hell off of me!" Jericho exclaimed, pushing me as hard as he could. Due to my injury, it wasn't too hard to get me off of him.
"How could you use her like that?" I asked, barely keeping my voice at a normal level.
"Hey, you discarded her didn't you?" Jericho asked.
"Stop it you two," Vince said. "Hunter, this will all make sense in about ten minutes so just go with the flow okay."
I backed away from Vince and leaned against the wall. I listened to Shane ranting. "The Alliance will drive the WWF into the ground. It's time that my father realized he's not on the cutting edge of sports entertainment. He doesn't have the hottest superstars anymore. He doesn't have Stone Cold Steve Austin or Booker T or Chris Jericho!"
Shane was cut off by Vince's music. Vince signaled for Jericho and I to follow him out onto the ramp. I glared at Jericho before following Vince.
"What the hell do you want?" Shane asked before he realized that Jericho was with Vince.
"It seems that the WWF does still have some superstars," Vince said. "And I managed to convince a former Federation Superstar that he still belongs with the elite of sports entertainment."
Vince handed Jericho the microphone. "Actually Vince, it wasn't you who convinced me that I should go back to the WWF, though you did make the offer appealing. It was someone I've grown very close to in the Alliance that helped me see the error of my ways."
"What are you talking about?" Shane asked.
I looked at Stephanie. She didn't have any expression on her face. She didn't look angry or humiliated. She was just watching it all as if the drama wasn't a part of her life. Her hair was pulled back. That always made her look so young to me. I wanted to go to her and comfort her. Assure her that not all guys would use her like Jericho had.
"I mean, I'm not the only one in the Alliance camp who has decided to defect," Jericho said. "Right Steph?"
My head turned in shock. Jericho was grinning. I looked back at Stephanie. She was smiling at her brother, and then she shrugged her shoulders as she left the ring. She walked up the ramp to her dad, to Chris Jericho, to me.
When Stephanie got to the top of the ramp she took the microphone. "Shane, Jericho 'defected' to the ECW to help me see how wrong I've been. People told me I shouldn't have turned on my father and they were right. But what Chris did was remind me how much I hate Stone Cold Steve Austin. I don't want to be allied with him. I want him to rot in hell."
She wouldn't look at me. She kept talking. "I know people think that Chris and I are romantically involved, but we aren't. We're just friends. The truth is I needed someone who could tell me that I was doing bad things, hurtful things. And someone to help me figure out how to make up for my mistakes. So I'd like to introduce you all to the new owner of ECW, my dad!"
Vince grinned as he hugged his daughter. The sly fox. He never let me know. Never even gave me a clue. And Stephanie wasn't with Jericho.
"There's just one last thing I need to fix," Stephanie said. "I know I've hurt you Hunter, but I love you. Will you please give me another chance?"
She looked into my eyes. Her eyes are so blue. She looked more beautiful than I had ever seen her. And her eyes begged for me to trust her. Begged for me to love her. I bent my head and gently kissed her lips.
Backstage, my head was spinning. I had my wife back. My wife was back in the Federation. It looked like the WWF was going to win the war. There were people all around, welcoming Stephanie back into the fold. People congratulating Vince.
Stephanie pulled me away from it all. "I'm sorry for everything."
"It's okay," I assured her.
"I guess I just got caught up in it all," she said, pulling lightly on my t-shirt.
"It's okay," I said again.
"I promise to actually think the next time I make an important decision," Stephanie said.
"Stephanie?" I asked gently, forcing her to look into my eyes. "It's okay."
Tears welled up into her eyes. "I was so afraid I would lose you forever."
"You haven't lost me," I assured her. "Not yet."
"I was so stupid," Stephanie said.
"It's in the past," I said. "It's time for us to start over."
"I like the sound of that," Stephanie said softly. "Can we get married again? I kind of want a ceremony I can remember."
"I'd like that too," Hunter said.
"Can we forget that I ever owned ECW?" Stephanie asked.
"I kind of like women in control," I admitted.
"And you won't be mad at Kurt and Chris for helping me get back into the WWF?" Stephanie asked.
"Kurt?" I asked.
"Yeah," Stephanie said innocently. "He helped plan, well, everything."
"You didn't say anything about that little punk," I said.
"Hunter," Stephanie said softly. "Worry about it later."
"We should get back," I said.
"In a minute," Stephanie replied as she pulled me in for a kiss.
*** How'd you like it. It was my first attempt at a Hunter/Steph story. As a Jericho/Steph shipper it was really, really hard. Please review and let me know what you think! ***
This is really starting to piss me off. Really, really starting to piss me off. Stephanie had been going everywhere with that piece of crap Chris Jericho for over a week. And they always seem to be where ever I am. So I'm pissed off all the time.
I thought Stephanie had class. I thought she could at least wait until after we were officially divorced. Maybe the only way Jericho would defect to the ECW was if she agreed to be with him. I guess he was right about her. What else did I not see about her?
At least it's not Kurt Angle she's hanging all over. Not only would that make me really pissed off, it would make me sick. Very sick.
What in hell did I do to deserve her? Okay, I know I drugged her and married her without her having any idea. And then I spent the better part of a month trying to convince her that our marriage would be mutually beneficial. So it is my fault that we got married I suppose.
But why in God's name did I have to fall in love with her? Who deserves to love such a manipulative bitch? Maybe it's karma. I've had some pretty great people care for me in my life. And we all know I'm a bastard. I recognize that I could be a nicer person, a more decent person. But being a nice person is not what is important to me.
You want to know the worst part of this whole situation? I'm still in love with her. How can I still love her after she betrayed her father again and allied with my worst enemy? And she already has a new boyfriend! I'm an idiot. I should be able to get over her and move on. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Who needs a woman?
I do.
I need Stephanie McMahon. Somewhere over the past two years, she got into my blood and she became a part of me. I guess I had hoped I became a part of her blood too. I hoped that maybe she really loved me and it wasn't all some game she was playing. I guess I was wrong.
I feel really bad for Vince. He lost another Superstar. First the Dudleyz and those other ECW fools, then Austin, and now Chris Jericho. And Jericho is perfect in his fans' eyes. People hated Austin for going to the Alliance, but they are still rooting for Jericho. It makes no sense. He's a good wrestler and all. You can't make it to the WWF unless you are good (unless you're the Big Show I guess). But what the hell makes hie fans so loyal?
I know Vince is more affected by Shane and Stephanie trying to put him out of business than he lets on. Those two were his pride and joy. Shane could do no wrong as far as Vince was concerned. Vince knew that Shane was just like him. And Vince loved Stephanie more than words. This is worse than when she married me, because all he had to do to reconcile then was ally with me. There is no way to bridge this gap.
"Come on Hunter," Vince said. "Stephanie and Shane are going out to the ring."
"Can I cover my eyes and ears?" I asked.
"We're going to interrupt them tonight," Vince said. There was a gleam in his eyes. I could see the deviousness in those eyes of his. "I have some news."
"What? You decided to convince Hogan to come out of retirement?" I asked sarcastically.
"Don't be sick," Vince said. "Trust me, you want to be there."
I walked with Vince to the backstage area. There was Chris Jericho. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Calm down Trips," Jericho smirked. "Things are about to change."
I felt fury racing through my veins when I realized Jericho hadn't really defected to the ECW. He had been playing Stephanie.
"You asshole!" I exclaimed, pushing him up against a wall.
"Get the hell off of me!" Jericho exclaimed, pushing me as hard as he could. Due to my injury, it wasn't too hard to get me off of him.
"How could you use her like that?" I asked, barely keeping my voice at a normal level.
"Hey, you discarded her didn't you?" Jericho asked.
"Stop it you two," Vince said. "Hunter, this will all make sense in about ten minutes so just go with the flow okay."
I backed away from Vince and leaned against the wall. I listened to Shane ranting. "The Alliance will drive the WWF into the ground. It's time that my father realized he's not on the cutting edge of sports entertainment. He doesn't have the hottest superstars anymore. He doesn't have Stone Cold Steve Austin or Booker T or Chris Jericho!"
Shane was cut off by Vince's music. Vince signaled for Jericho and I to follow him out onto the ramp. I glared at Jericho before following Vince.
"What the hell do you want?" Shane asked before he realized that Jericho was with Vince.
"It seems that the WWF does still have some superstars," Vince said. "And I managed to convince a former Federation Superstar that he still belongs with the elite of sports entertainment."
Vince handed Jericho the microphone. "Actually Vince, it wasn't you who convinced me that I should go back to the WWF, though you did make the offer appealing. It was someone I've grown very close to in the Alliance that helped me see the error of my ways."
"What are you talking about?" Shane asked.
I looked at Stephanie. She didn't have any expression on her face. She didn't look angry or humiliated. She was just watching it all as if the drama wasn't a part of her life. Her hair was pulled back. That always made her look so young to me. I wanted to go to her and comfort her. Assure her that not all guys would use her like Jericho had.
"I mean, I'm not the only one in the Alliance camp who has decided to defect," Jericho said. "Right Steph?"
My head turned in shock. Jericho was grinning. I looked back at Stephanie. She was smiling at her brother, and then she shrugged her shoulders as she left the ring. She walked up the ramp to her dad, to Chris Jericho, to me.
When Stephanie got to the top of the ramp she took the microphone. "Shane, Jericho 'defected' to the ECW to help me see how wrong I've been. People told me I shouldn't have turned on my father and they were right. But what Chris did was remind me how much I hate Stone Cold Steve Austin. I don't want to be allied with him. I want him to rot in hell."
She wouldn't look at me. She kept talking. "I know people think that Chris and I are romantically involved, but we aren't. We're just friends. The truth is I needed someone who could tell me that I was doing bad things, hurtful things. And someone to help me figure out how to make up for my mistakes. So I'd like to introduce you all to the new owner of ECW, my dad!"
Vince grinned as he hugged his daughter. The sly fox. He never let me know. Never even gave me a clue. And Stephanie wasn't with Jericho.
"There's just one last thing I need to fix," Stephanie said. "I know I've hurt you Hunter, but I love you. Will you please give me another chance?"
She looked into my eyes. Her eyes are so blue. She looked more beautiful than I had ever seen her. And her eyes begged for me to trust her. Begged for me to love her. I bent my head and gently kissed her lips.
Backstage, my head was spinning. I had my wife back. My wife was back in the Federation. It looked like the WWF was going to win the war. There were people all around, welcoming Stephanie back into the fold. People congratulating Vince.
Stephanie pulled me away from it all. "I'm sorry for everything."
"It's okay," I assured her.
"I guess I just got caught up in it all," she said, pulling lightly on my t-shirt.
"It's okay," I said again.
"I promise to actually think the next time I make an important decision," Stephanie said.
"Stephanie?" I asked gently, forcing her to look into my eyes. "It's okay."
Tears welled up into her eyes. "I was so afraid I would lose you forever."
"You haven't lost me," I assured her. "Not yet."
"I was so stupid," Stephanie said.
"It's in the past," I said. "It's time for us to start over."
"I like the sound of that," Stephanie said softly. "Can we get married again? I kind of want a ceremony I can remember."
"I'd like that too," Hunter said.
"Can we forget that I ever owned ECW?" Stephanie asked.
"I kind of like women in control," I admitted.
"And you won't be mad at Kurt and Chris for helping me get back into the WWF?" Stephanie asked.
"Kurt?" I asked.
"Yeah," Stephanie said innocently. "He helped plan, well, everything."
"You didn't say anything about that little punk," I said.
"Hunter," Stephanie said softly. "Worry about it later."
"We should get back," I said.
"In a minute," Stephanie replied as she pulled me in for a kiss.
*** How'd you like it. It was my first attempt at a Hunter/Steph story. As a Jericho/Steph shipper it was really, really hard. Please review and let me know what you think! ***