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 8: Rescue
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Well it was official. They were a couple. Steph had never been so happy in her whole life, not even when Test had proposed. They were sitting on the couch watching a movie. He had his arm wrapped around her, and Jericho was sipping a beer while Steph sipped a wine cooler. It was amazing how much stuff this cabin had! Who ever owned it was lucky. She sighed contentedly and rested her head on his shoulder, then marveled at how perfectly they fit together. He bent his head down and kissed her passionately. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed back. They stayed like that for some time before they heard a cough. Their heads snapped up, shocked. They looked into the smirking faces of Chris Beniot, Matt and Jeff Hardy, and Lita. For a moment no one spoke. Then Lita broke the silence. "Looks like you two *kissed* and made up!" She snickered. Every one but the couple on the couch laughed. "H-h-how did you guys get here?" Steph asked. "In a much different way than you did, that for sure." Beniot answered. "What the hell is going on?!" Chris Jericho asked, speaking for the first time since the freakish foursome (as he affectionately called them) arrived. They all sat down, and Mr. Taste-the-Rainbow began to explain. "You see guys.. We hired a pilot and had him crash the plane here this is Beniots cabin we knew you'd find it you two had too much sexual tension so we decided to end it and judging by the nice shade of lipstick on Chris it worked." He explained all in one very fast sentence. Steph and Chris just stared. After a few minutes, everyone was talking. Steph and Lita went into the bathroom together, telling the boys they needed to fix their hair, when really, Steph just needed to talk to her. As soon as they were in, The Billion Dollar Princess hugged Lita like there was no tomorrow. "Um...Steph.. your kind of.. um.. smothering me." A muffled voice said. Steph pulled back, with tears in her eyes. "Thank you *so* much. I never thought I'd like Chris Jericho, but I think I'm in love! I never realized he was so charming." Lita smiled at her ex-worst enemy. "No problem. We knew there was a spark, we just helped ignite it into a fire." Steph thanked her again, and apologized for everything they had done to each other. After a few teary moments, they walked out into the living room arm in arm. They walked out just in time to hear Jeff exclaim, "So, did you lay her?" Chris looked at him in a mixture of disgust, exasperation, and amusement. "No, she's not that kind of girl." Steph grinned. "Good answer!" Jeff blushed furiously, while Matt and Beniot exchanged laughing *BUSTED* glances. Steph and Lita both noticed, but neither said anything. "Ya know.. We do have a SmackDown! taping in a few days. We better get going." Matt said. Everyone agreed, and the WWF's newest couple got packed up. They set out, climbing into Jeffs sleek black Blazer with red and blue fire on the sides. Team X-Treme was scratched out on the back in orange, making Steph smile. :.:*:.: 6 hours and 9 bathroom stops later :.:*:.: "Are we there yet?" Jeff asked for the millionth time. "NO!" Everyone chorused. By the time they got to a hotel, the thought of tying Jeff to the top of the car was becoming extremely (no pun intended) appealing. They rented 3 rooms, one for the Hardyz, one for the Wolverine and Ayatollah, and one for the WWF's sexiest ladies. When they were all settled in, Lita and Steph decided to have some fun. After all, they were only two hours out of town...
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 8: Rescue
~*~
Well it was official. They were a couple. Steph had never been so happy in her whole life, not even when Test had proposed. They were sitting on the couch watching a movie. He had his arm wrapped around her, and Jericho was sipping a beer while Steph sipped a wine cooler. It was amazing how much stuff this cabin had! Who ever owned it was lucky. She sighed contentedly and rested her head on his shoulder, then marveled at how perfectly they fit together. He bent his head down and kissed her passionately. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed back. They stayed like that for some time before they heard a cough. Their heads snapped up, shocked. They looked into the smirking faces of Chris Beniot, Matt and Jeff Hardy, and Lita. For a moment no one spoke. Then Lita broke the silence. "Looks like you two *kissed* and made up!" She snickered. Every one but the couple on the couch laughed. "H-h-how did you guys get here?" Steph asked. "In a much different way than you did, that for sure." Beniot answered. "What the hell is going on?!" Chris Jericho asked, speaking for the first time since the freakish foursome (as he affectionately called them) arrived. They all sat down, and Mr. Taste-the-Rainbow began to explain. "You see guys.. We hired a pilot and had him crash the plane here this is Beniots cabin we knew you'd find it you two had too much sexual tension so we decided to end it and judging by the nice shade of lipstick on Chris it worked." He explained all in one very fast sentence. Steph and Chris just stared. After a few minutes, everyone was talking. Steph and Lita went into the bathroom together, telling the boys they needed to fix their hair, when really, Steph just needed to talk to her. As soon as they were in, The Billion Dollar Princess hugged Lita like there was no tomorrow. "Um...Steph.. your kind of.. um.. smothering me." A muffled voice said. Steph pulled back, with tears in her eyes. "Thank you *so* much. I never thought I'd like Chris Jericho, but I think I'm in love! I never realized he was so charming." Lita smiled at her ex-worst enemy. "No problem. We knew there was a spark, we just helped ignite it into a fire." Steph thanked her again, and apologized for everything they had done to each other. After a few teary moments, they walked out into the living room arm in arm. They walked out just in time to hear Jeff exclaim, "So, did you lay her?" Chris looked at him in a mixture of disgust, exasperation, and amusement. "No, she's not that kind of girl." Steph grinned. "Good answer!" Jeff blushed furiously, while Matt and Beniot exchanged laughing *BUSTED* glances. Steph and Lita both noticed, but neither said anything. "Ya know.. We do have a SmackDown! taping in a few days. We better get going." Matt said. Everyone agreed, and the WWF's newest couple got packed up. They set out, climbing into Jeffs sleek black Blazer with red and blue fire on the sides. Team X-Treme was scratched out on the back in orange, making Steph smile. :.:*:.: 6 hours and 9 bathroom stops later :.:*:.: "Are we there yet?" Jeff asked for the millionth time. "NO!" Everyone chorused. By the time they got to a hotel, the thought of tying Jeff to the top of the car was becoming extremely (no pun intended) appealing. They rented 3 rooms, one for the Hardyz, one for the Wolverine and Ayatollah, and one for the WWF's sexiest ladies. When they were all settled in, Lita and Steph decided to have some fun. After all, they were only two hours out of town...