Author: Huntress
Summary: Chris Jericho and Steph are stranded with no civilization for miles.. Can they survive the mountans, let alone each other?
Disclaimer: I don't own Chris Jericho (though I'd like to!), Stephanie McMahon Helmsly, the WWF, Disney, or anyone else my imagination orders into this story. So if you sue me, I get to counter sue. Yup dats right cant mess wit me! Nah! :P
Rating: PG-13 for language and death. (No one important.)
Chapter 6: Something There
~*~
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:.:*:.: There's something sweet
And almost kind
But he was mean and he was coarse and unrefined
And now he's dear
And so I'm sure I wonder why I didn't see it there before :.:*:.:
*
'He's so sweet!' Steph thought, gazing into his eyes as he told her another story. It was amazing how someone she hated so much had quickly become her best friend. She never really thought someone so egotistical could be so.. charming. After all the months of name-calling, embarrassing her, and just being downright rude, he was becoming the cutest, nicest, most charming and sexy man she had ever seen. He made Hunter look like a flea! Then again.. She never really liked him anyway. She laughed along with him as he got to the funny part, and teased him when he got to his little "15 minutes of fame" story, where Triple H had wiped Jericho's title win from the record books. So he began to tease her about losing her title to Lita, which caused her to tease him about the gore from Rhyno. His eyes sparkled with laughter as he swept her into a giant bear hug.
*
:.:*:.: She glanced this way
I thought I saw
And when we touched she didn't look at me in awe
No it can't be
I'll just ignore
But then she's never looked at me that way before :.:*:.:
*
" I give! I give!" Steph yelled between giggles. He lessened his grip but didn't let go. He looked deep into her eyes and they shared a moment of companionable silence. God shes beautiful. Chris thought. He wanted more than anything to kiss her, but he knew she was married, and besides, he didn't want to ruin the new found friendship. He decided to break the silence; he was afraid he might give in to temptation and kiss her. So he said the first thing that came to mind. "Want something to drink?" He asked. "I think I saw some coco in there." He nodded to the cupboard. "Sure! I'll help." Steph replied in a happy, bubbly voice. She got up and poured a mixture of milk and water into a pot, then set it on the stove. Chris found the coco, and stirred it in. They waited for it to boil, then poured it into two mugs and tossed a few marshmallows in. Steph sat with her legs crossed at the couch, while he sat in the armchair. They sat quietly sipping their drinks, and she began to drift into thought. He broke the silence with a loud burp. She looked at him with distaste, but then couldn't help laughing at his wide grin.
*
:.:*:.: New and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be?
True that he's no Prince Charming
But there's something in him that I simply didn't see :.:*:.:
*
Jericho smiled. He truly, honestly liked her. Scratch that; he loved her. He couldn't believe all the names he had called her. And all the things he did to her. 'How could she not hate me?' He wondered as he eyed her smiling face. He couldn't help it. He had to touch her; make some physical contact. His eyes landed on the cup of milk on the table. "Hey, could you pass me the milk?" He asked. "Sure..." Steph picked it up and was about to hand it to him when he tossed it into her lap. Milk spilled all over her skirt and splashed on her shirt. She made a noise that sounded like a cross between a gasp and a shriek. He was bent over laughing, his eyes shining with tears of laughter. She met his eyes with a you'll-pay-dearly look. Yet.. He was still laughing. She hurled a marshmallow at him, which landed in his mouth. He began to choke then spit it out. "Oh you'll pay for that Princess!" He yelled good naturedly. He grabbed the bag and flung them at her one by one as she ducked for cover. He finally had her in a corner, holding both her wrists together with one hand and a cup of sugar over her head. She was cracking up and pleading with him not to do it at the same time. He grinned at tipped it slightly making her tense and try to move back and giggle even harder. "Say please.." He ordered trying not to laugh. "Please!" She begged, nearly falling over. He was afraid if she laughed any harder she'd turn blue, but he kept it up anyway. "Now pretty please.." She did as he asked, going through pretty please with sugar on top, pretty please with cherries on top, pretty please with caramel on top, pretty please with sprinkles on top, and just as she thought he was going to let her go, he started up again. "Who's your daddy?" He asked smugly with an amused look in his eyes. Her knees went out from under her and she sat on the floor hysterical with laughter. He smirked at her. "I always did bring girls to their knees, but damn that was quick!" That remark, of course, made her laugh twice as hard. She finally managed to gasp out, "You are!" before she dissolved into giggles again. "Thats what I thought!" He grinned and put the sugar down. Just as he released her hands, she sprang to life and grabbed the sugar. "Who's your mommy?!" She yelled, dumping the sugar on him. He grinned. "Just call me Sugar Daddy!" He joked as the white grains fell from his hair. She again burst into laughter, and he did the same.
Summary: Chris Jericho and Steph are stranded with no civilization for miles.. Can they survive the mountans, let alone each other?
Disclaimer: I don't own Chris Jericho (though I'd like to!), Stephanie McMahon Helmsly, the WWF, Disney, or anyone else my imagination orders into this story. So if you sue me, I get to counter sue. Yup dats right cant mess wit me! Nah! :P
Rating: PG-13 for language and death. (No one important.)
Chapter 6: Something There
~*~
*
:.:*:.: There's something sweet
And almost kind
But he was mean and he was coarse and unrefined
And now he's dear
And so I'm sure I wonder why I didn't see it there before :.:*:.:
*
'He's so sweet!' Steph thought, gazing into his eyes as he told her another story. It was amazing how someone she hated so much had quickly become her best friend. She never really thought someone so egotistical could be so.. charming. After all the months of name-calling, embarrassing her, and just being downright rude, he was becoming the cutest, nicest, most charming and sexy man she had ever seen. He made Hunter look like a flea! Then again.. She never really liked him anyway. She laughed along with him as he got to the funny part, and teased him when he got to his little "15 minutes of fame" story, where Triple H had wiped Jericho's title win from the record books. So he began to tease her about losing her title to Lita, which caused her to tease him about the gore from Rhyno. His eyes sparkled with laughter as he swept her into a giant bear hug.
*
:.:*:.: She glanced this way
I thought I saw
And when we touched she didn't look at me in awe
No it can't be
I'll just ignore
But then she's never looked at me that way before :.:*:.:
*
" I give! I give!" Steph yelled between giggles. He lessened his grip but didn't let go. He looked deep into her eyes and they shared a moment of companionable silence. God shes beautiful. Chris thought. He wanted more than anything to kiss her, but he knew she was married, and besides, he didn't want to ruin the new found friendship. He decided to break the silence; he was afraid he might give in to temptation and kiss her. So he said the first thing that came to mind. "Want something to drink?" He asked. "I think I saw some coco in there." He nodded to the cupboard. "Sure! I'll help." Steph replied in a happy, bubbly voice. She got up and poured a mixture of milk and water into a pot, then set it on the stove. Chris found the coco, and stirred it in. They waited for it to boil, then poured it into two mugs and tossed a few marshmallows in. Steph sat with her legs crossed at the couch, while he sat in the armchair. They sat quietly sipping their drinks, and she began to drift into thought. He broke the silence with a loud burp. She looked at him with distaste, but then couldn't help laughing at his wide grin.
*
:.:*:.: New and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be?
True that he's no Prince Charming
But there's something in him that I simply didn't see :.:*:.:
*
Jericho smiled. He truly, honestly liked her. Scratch that; he loved her. He couldn't believe all the names he had called her. And all the things he did to her. 'How could she not hate me?' He wondered as he eyed her smiling face. He couldn't help it. He had to touch her; make some physical contact. His eyes landed on the cup of milk on the table. "Hey, could you pass me the milk?" He asked. "Sure..." Steph picked it up and was about to hand it to him when he tossed it into her lap. Milk spilled all over her skirt and splashed on her shirt. She made a noise that sounded like a cross between a gasp and a shriek. He was bent over laughing, his eyes shining with tears of laughter. She met his eyes with a you'll-pay-dearly look. Yet.. He was still laughing. She hurled a marshmallow at him, which landed in his mouth. He began to choke then spit it out. "Oh you'll pay for that Princess!" He yelled good naturedly. He grabbed the bag and flung them at her one by one as she ducked for cover. He finally had her in a corner, holding both her wrists together with one hand and a cup of sugar over her head. She was cracking up and pleading with him not to do it at the same time. He grinned at tipped it slightly making her tense and try to move back and giggle even harder. "Say please.." He ordered trying not to laugh. "Please!" She begged, nearly falling over. He was afraid if she laughed any harder she'd turn blue, but he kept it up anyway. "Now pretty please.." She did as he asked, going through pretty please with sugar on top, pretty please with cherries on top, pretty please with caramel on top, pretty please with sprinkles on top, and just as she thought he was going to let her go, he started up again. "Who's your daddy?" He asked smugly with an amused look in his eyes. Her knees went out from under her and she sat on the floor hysterical with laughter. He smirked at her. "I always did bring girls to their knees, but damn that was quick!" That remark, of course, made her laugh twice as hard. She finally managed to gasp out, "You are!" before she dissolved into giggles again. "Thats what I thought!" He grinned and put the sugar down. Just as he released her hands, she sprang to life and grabbed the sugar. "Who's your mommy?!" She yelled, dumping the sugar on him. He grinned. "Just call me Sugar Daddy!" He joked as the white grains fell from his hair. She again burst into laughter, and he did the same.