Sacrificing Morgan
Chapter Twenty: The Truth and Nightmares
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"Son of a bitch—" Morgan shot up in her bed, her nightgown sticking to her body in sweat. Chris lay sleeping next to her. No blood dripped around the white pillows, he wasn't coughing. He was there, with her—alive. "Thank god."
Morgan pushed her pillows aside with shaking hands. She gently pushed Chris awake. "What? What?" Chris mumbled. Morgan broke down with joyous tears. "You're okay! Oh my god, you're okay!" She threw her sweaty and still shaking arms around his neck.
Chris raised an eyebrow and looked puzzled. "Why wouldn't I be?" He asked. Morgan started to mumble incoherently. "I had this-this-this dream…No, it was a nightmare. I-I-I-" She stuttered and shivered as Chris's hands slowly took her into his arms.
"Ssh…Ssh." Chris laid a kiss on Morgan's head. "Tell me what it was about." Morgan closed her eyes. She felt like going back to sleep as Chris's stroke soothed her. "It- was horrible." She grimaced.
Chris nodded. "I am here. Don't worry. Just go back to sleep. I am here."
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"About time!" Stephanie mumbled as the Alliance walked through her door once again. Raven and a few others eyed her angrily. "Mrs. Helmsley, with all duo respect, why the hell do you want us here?" Lance asked.
Stephanie smirked at Lance. "If I can be 'serious' for a minute," she began, mocking Lance, "this is something important and all of us should be in on the conversation." She looked at the members of the Alliance and nodded, satisfied.
"Morgan Anne McMahon is down the hall. She's down the fucking hall." She said each word slowly. "During the night, one of you could have used your brains—the little that you have anyway, and kidnapped Morgan there! But no… You were too damn lazy."
RVD raised his hand, like he was in school. "What?" Stephanie snapped. RVD shrugged. "If that's what you wanted, Steph, then why didn't you do it?" Stephanie glowered at Rob Van Dam. "Shut up!" She yelled at the Alliance.
"You're supposed to do the dirty work. Obviously, you're a bunch of no good idiots who can't peel a banana!" Shane raised his eyebrow. "Steph, what does fruit have to do with anything?" She grabbed her temples. "Look—"
The Alliance shut up immediately. "Today on RAW, we're going to make an announcement for Smackdown. A proposition, shall I say, for Morgan and Chris. Shane, RVD, the Undertaker, and I- Versus Morgan, Chris, and two other opponents of their choice. And then after the WWF is down, we snatch the bitch. And what do you know? We have Morgan."
"What do you say about that?" Stephanie lowered her hands to her hips. "I say—I am about to make Morgan McMahon famous." The Undertaker growled.