"A little training never hurt anyone, come on." Chris was saying to Benoit
on the phone.
"I just dunno, I think I'm fine." Benoit replied.
"Just come over when you're ready so we can talk more ok?" Chris asked and Benoit agreed, "Alright then, by." Benoit came over later on as Jericho was brushing his teeth.
"I dunno why you think my moves aren't what they used to be. Is this how you treated Paul when he came back?" Benoit asked. "Look, I'm fine just like he was. And just because you're the champ doesn't mean you have to put us all through tests."
"I'm not." Jericho tried to say while brushing his teeth.
"I can't understand a word you're saying, take the toothbrush out of your mouth before you get hurt, again." Benoit said. Jericho finished and came out of the bathroom. "Ok, so what did you have in mind?"
"I got the ok from Vince that we can become a tag team again but we'll have to do it on Raw after WrestleMania." Jericho explained.
"Yea I know, I was told by Flair." Benoit added. "We join up on Raw where the fans reunite with you and then on SmackDown we win the titles from the champs who have a successful defense."
"Yea, that's right. So are we leaving or what?" Jericho asked, Benoit agreed and they headed for the arena once more. "Ok, now let's review."
"Stop treating me like a baby Irvine." Benoit groaned. "The only moves I had trouble with were the jumps off the ropes."
"Yea I hadn't noticed." Jericho cleared his throat and rubbed his head. "Now, you do remember how to do your finisher right?"
"Would Michael Jordan ever forget to slam dunk? Of course I do!" Benoit grinned.
"I follow the NBA, I know who Jordan is." Jericho smirked. "Ok, let's practice your dropkick off the ropes." Jericho instructed and Benoit sighed. All Chris wanted was the best for his friend, safety too. In about an hour, Benoit had re-perfected the moves and the duo was headed back to the hotel. They made it there by lunch and joined the group.
"Kurt, Paul, Stephanie, mind if we join in?" Benoit asked as he and Chris sat down.
"Sure." Triple H grinned and slid the chair across the room and Chris caught it in time.
"Oh Chris, Vince wanted to see you." Kurt added as he pulled the chair back to the table.
"Ohh, busted!" Benoit joked and playfully punched him on the shoulder.
"Yea, yea. Look, just wait here and I'll be back." Chris left.
"I call dibs on his food!" He heard Triple H say and they dug in.
"Like you can eat like a bottom less pit." Stephanie joked and everyone laughed. Chris waited in the elevator, wondering what Vince wanted to talk about. He arrived in his room to see him sitting at the table with Flair, talking about the show tonight.
"Oh, Chris is here. I'll be out of your way now." Flair got up.
"Be back later then." Vince called as Flair left. "Chris, you got a call."
"Oh, whew, so I'm not in trouble." Chris sighed.
"No, why would you be? Besides, don't speak too soon. It was urgent and it was from your wife Jessica." Vince added, with a strait face.
"What happened, is something wrong? Is she hurt?" Chris gulped, upset now.
"I dunno, just call her." Vince replied. Chris dove for the phone, not even going back to his room. Vince muted the TV as Chris dialed the number and waited impatiently.
"No answer." Chris whimpered, beginning to breath harder. His heart began to race.
"Calm down, try her cell phone." Vince suggested.
"Right, right, that's always on." Chris tried to cheer himself up with a joke. He dialed speedily and the phone rang. He tensed on the cord until there was finally an answer.
"Hello, this is Jessy." Her voice said.
"Jess honey!" Chris choked into the phone.
"Chris, it's only you." Jessica sighed with relief.
"What's wrong, you sound tired?" Chris worried. Flair arrived in the doorway and pointed in. Following the point was Benoit, Kurt, Triple H and Stephanie. Flair left to go see Lita and the Hardy Boys in their room.
"What's wrong?" Benoit asked, Vince shrugged, everyone grew quiet to wait and listen.
"Are you ok?" Chris asked hearing Jessica's voice tense with fear.
"I, think so." She stuttered.
"What happened?" Chris asked again.
"I was in an accident and the car is totally totaled. When I woke up I found myself here in the hospital. But I think I'm ok." Jessica replied.
"The hospital!" Chris yelled, causing everyone to jump. "How bad are you hurt?"
"I don't know." Jessica replied, her voice cracked, she was starting to cry.
"Calm down." Chris was nervous now.
"I was on my way home from the dog show and my boss called to say that he needed me downtown where a car chase had just ended. I decided I'd better hurry so none of the other newspapers get there first and get all the stuff. That's when I crashed into another car. Luckily it wasn't my fault so the insurance is happy. The car crashed into me because it was some drunk teenager." Jessica explained.
"My gosh, if only I was still there this wouldn't have happened. I just had to come to New York, I just had to!" Chris yelled at himself blamefully. "This is all my fault, I knew I shouldn't have left, I just had to come to this stupid match!" He felt like crying.
"Look honey, don't blame yourself. It's my fault, I'm in this mess." Jessica cut him off.
"Ok, maybe we should stop the blame game." Chris began to think, he looked at Vince. "Vince, when does the plane leave?" Vince jumped.
"I think it leaves tonight at about 1 in the morning or so." Vince replied.
"Ok, honey, I'm going to come back home after my match tonight." Chris said.
"Ok, but I don't want you to be burdened with this. Everything will be ok. Watch, when you come back, I'll be at home and the doctor will have just said that it was a minor injury, nothing serious. Ok?" Jessica replied.
"Yea, I hope so. Well, bye honey." Chris sighed.
"I love you, take care now." Jessica hung up and Chris did after. He ran his fingers through his hair, he was still very tense.
"Come on Chris, I'll help you back to your room so you can take a break." Triple H said.
"No Paul, I'm fine." Chris choked, trying not to cry in front of everyone. He began to breath heavily to hold back his tears. By now, all his worried yelling had brought quite a few of the other superstars to the door. As Chris left, everyone began to talk and get to know the story. A few hours before the show would start, everyone was preparing to leave when Benoit knocked on Chris's door.
"Uh, Chris? You ready to go buddy?" He asked. Chris came out, not saying a word. "Come on, put your chin up. You got a job to do." Chris didn't reply, he just pushed the elevator button. "I know if I was in your position, I wouldn't be acting like so much of a baby. Jessica will be ok."
"Yea, you're right. I'm sorry." Chris grinned, cheering up some. Benoit grinned back. At the arena, Jericho was to have a match with Kurt Angle. They had a good match, but Chris's mind was elsewhere. When both men were down, Kurt whispered to him.
"Come on man, you can do this." Kurt said. "Just focus and leave your thoughts behind."
"You're right." Chris replied and got on his game face. He attacked Kurt and ended the match on a good note. Soon he was pretty much back to normal, the problem soon became a mere fragment in the back of his mind. He locked Kurt in the walls of Jericho and he tapped. Chris won and the crowd cheered, they were all back on his side, but they could know it was too good to be true. Chris and Kurt came back into the backstage to find Triple H talking with Vince and Benoit.
"Should somebody go with him?" They were asking, referring to Chris.
"I think I should." Benoit was saying. "I'm closer with him"
"No, you just came back, I should go." Triple H replied.
"Paul, you have to get ready for your big match at WrestleMania." Kurt cut in and they turned to him.
"I don't need anyone to come with me, I'll be fine." Chris added.
"Yea, you'll do fine being attacked by cheering fans." Triple H joked. They all laughed.
"I see what you mean then Paul." Chris grinned and tried not to blush.
"I still think I should go." Benoit started again.
"Ok if you really want to." Chris replied.
"It's settled then, let's get packing." Benoit nodded. A few hours later, they were on the plane in the air.
"Hey, thanks man." Chris grinned and yawned.
"You just rest, you've had enough trouble for one day." Benoit said and Jericho nodded, falling asleep. All night, Chris was up thinking about Jericho and how their relationship would be back together and how their lives would change. "Dam Irvine, you sure snore." Benoit whispered, looking over at his weary friend. "Don't worry, just a while longer." And with that said he too fell asleep. That morning, the plane landed and the two Chris's came out of the plane and stretched. "Boy, I sure missed this." Benoit said sarcastically.
"Yea, hmm, like I was just here the other day." Chris joked. "Ok, let's go." They got in the rent-a-car that Vince had ordered and put their luggage in the trunk. They were soon off and at the hospital. "You know, you being with me has really helped. I don't feel so down and upset now. Thanks man."
"Sure, let's just hope I work on Jessica." Benoit added as they went to the front desk. They got the room number and got in the elevator. Benoit looked at Chris, he had a sick look on his face and shivered. "Are you ok man?"
"Hu?" Chris turned. "Oh yea, it's just that, I really hate hospitals." Benoit patted his back and the door opened. They walked down the hall, looking for the room number. Most doors were open so you could see in, every time Chris saw the room inside, he got even sicker to his stomach. Benoit was getting worried, he hoped Chris wouldn't make himself sick. "Here it is." Chris opened the door slowly. "Hello?" He stuttered. She was asleep.
"She must be so tired." Benoit said and looked around the room, it was a one person room luckily. Jessica still had on her regular cloths and a few wires were connected to a machine next to the bed. "It looks like she's fine." Benoit said as he studied the screens.
"Jess?" They asked. Benoit hadn't seen her in quite a while but he recognized her.
"She's asleep." A voice said and they turned to see the doctor. Jericho gulped.
"Is she ok?" Benoit decided to do the talking.
"We don't know. So far she seems to be pretty much alright. You can wake her up in a while, we still have to examine her to see how hurt she may be." He said and left.
"Examine." Jericho groaned and held his stomach. "Oh how I hate that word." He sat down on the chair next to the bed. Benoit sighed at his friend. "Man how I hate it here."
"Baby." He muttered. "Want me to wake Jessica?" He asked, looking at her.
"No, please just let her rest." Jericho looked at his watch. "Half an hour, ok." He closed his eyes and tried to relax. Benoit stood and walked around, looking out the window or at a chart. The half hour passed slowly but it soon arrived. "Honey, wake up."
"Come on Jess, open your eyes." Benoit nudged her arm. She groaned slightly and the two backed off. Her eyes began to move and they slowly opened. The two smiled.
"Chris?" She asked groggily and began to sat up but was still sore. She groaned.
"Hey, don't do that." Benoit lay her back down. Jessica was still a little sleepy.
"Why am I still here?" She asked, thinking she'd be home by now.
"Hey, calm down, it's ok hon." Chris tried to sound calm.
"Chris, what are you doing here?" Jessica asked after calming down.
"Here to see you." Benoit replied. "Hey, how do you feel?"
"Like crap." Jess groaned, she was beginning to loose strength again.
"I guess you might be hurt more than you thought." He said.
"Hey." Jericho muttered and elbowed him, hard, in the stomach. That hurt.
"Well, you're alive, and I guess that's all that matters." Jericho tried to grin.
"Yea, at least you don't have to spend months in the hospital and in rehab." Benoit said.
"Chris." Her tired voice laughed. "Chris?" She asked.
"Yes?" They both replied but Jericho shoved Benoit.
"I'm glad you're here." She smiled. Chris grinned too.
"Yea." Jericho held her close. "What happened while I was gone?"
"Well, after you left I went out for a photo shoot on a car accident on the freeway. It made front page of the local section. Then I typed up the story on the new recreational park. The next day was the dog show, and well, you already know that story." She said.
"Then it sounds like you've been busy." Jericho replied.
"Yea, well, it's my job." Jessica shrugged. Jericho nodded and the doctor returned.
"How are you today?" He asked and Jessica smiled as she looked up at him. Jericho began to fidget around. Benoit saw that he was getting nervous again.
"Chris?" Jessica noticed him and he looked at her quickly.
"You said my wife was seriously hurt and he wasn't, what are you trying to do? Give my me a heart attack so you'll get more money?" Jericho threatened, grabbing the doctor by the collar. Jessica laughed but she was still a little sore. Benoit tried not to laugh.
"No, I wasn't the one, it was the nurse. You have to excuse her, she's new so prone to make mistakes." The doctor whimpered. The nurse had her head poked in the doorway and she was listening. Suddenly she gasped and ran. Jericho chased after her but stopped in the doorway shaking a fist angrily.
"Yea, you'd better run girl!" He called but she was soon out of sight.
"Don't worry, now that we know that she wasn't hurt too badly." The doctor replied.
"Ok, that's good." Chris sighed and came back to his senses.
"So I'll just examine him and see if she has to stay here." The doctor added.
"Uh, that's bad." Chris tensed and began to fidget again.
"Aw come on man." Benoit cut in. "She can't be that hurt." He said to his friend.
"But still, we can never be to sure, he could end up here in a week." The doctor said.
"Chris." Jessica shook her head at her childish husband. The doctor gave her a shot.
"Ah!" Jericho yelled in shock and they pounded his chest to get his heart beating again.
"Chris." Jessica said through her teeth. "Cooperate." She said as he listened to her heart.
"How about not." Chris shook his head like a frightened little kid.
"Ok, fine, be that way." Jessica shook her head and put a hand on her forehead. Finally the doctor was finished.
"I'll be back later to give you a full report." He said, picked up the chart and left.
"Alright, high five!" Chris cheered and turned to Benoit. He did nothing. Chris's smile faded as he saw an annoyed Benoit and Jessica stared at him. Chris grinned sheepishly.
"Chris, you have do something about this thing of yours." Jessica sighed. "You act so childish sometimes, you are such a fraidy cat too you know?" Jericho lowered his head.
"It's ok, you can't help being a baby fraidy cat." Benoit teased.
"What, me?" Jericho laughed. "Ha, and I say ha again, ha!"
"That's Chris alright." Jessica laughed and yawned. "I think I'll take a rest."
"Ok, I think that's a good idea." Benoit nodded. Jessica fell asleep.
"Poor Jess." Chris sighed.
"Oh Chris?" Benoit tapped his shoulder.
"Yes?" He turned around to see Benoit holding up a needle. "Ah!"
"Ha, ha. Scaredy cat!" Benoit laughed. Chris meowed. Later on the doctor came back.
"Well?" They asked and they woke Jessica up.
"Well, we've come to a conclusion." He took off his glasses. Benoit crossed his fingers as Chris and Jessica held hands. "She has only a few very minor injuries, nothing serious at all. She's only a little tired and when her strength returns she can leave whenever."
"That's great!" Chris jumped up with joy.
"Well I'll leave you now." The doctor left. "A nurse will check in every so often."
"Yea, and if it's her." Jericho shook a fist and Benoit and Jessica laughed. The next day, Jessica was well enough to leave the hospital and luckily her boss gave her a few days off of work to recuperate.
"Thanks a lot hon." Jessica hugged Chris. "I owe you one."
"That's ok." Chris blushed. "It's what I'm here for I guess."
"Whatever." Benoit shrugged.
"Bye guys." Jessica waved as Jericho and Benoit got into the car and left.
"You know something Irvine?" Benoit asked. Jericho yawned and looked over.
"You've got some wife. If you didn't marry her she'd be taken quick." Benoit said as they arrived at the airport and got on the plane.
"Thanks Chris." Jericho grinned. "Well, night."
"Good night." Benoit smiled. And with that, the two Chris's fell asleep as the plane slowly made it's way from the Miami airport and off to New York City.
"I just dunno, I think I'm fine." Benoit replied.
"Just come over when you're ready so we can talk more ok?" Chris asked and Benoit agreed, "Alright then, by." Benoit came over later on as Jericho was brushing his teeth.
"I dunno why you think my moves aren't what they used to be. Is this how you treated Paul when he came back?" Benoit asked. "Look, I'm fine just like he was. And just because you're the champ doesn't mean you have to put us all through tests."
"I'm not." Jericho tried to say while brushing his teeth.
"I can't understand a word you're saying, take the toothbrush out of your mouth before you get hurt, again." Benoit said. Jericho finished and came out of the bathroom. "Ok, so what did you have in mind?"
"I got the ok from Vince that we can become a tag team again but we'll have to do it on Raw after WrestleMania." Jericho explained.
"Yea I know, I was told by Flair." Benoit added. "We join up on Raw where the fans reunite with you and then on SmackDown we win the titles from the champs who have a successful defense."
"Yea, that's right. So are we leaving or what?" Jericho asked, Benoit agreed and they headed for the arena once more. "Ok, now let's review."
"Stop treating me like a baby Irvine." Benoit groaned. "The only moves I had trouble with were the jumps off the ropes."
"Yea I hadn't noticed." Jericho cleared his throat and rubbed his head. "Now, you do remember how to do your finisher right?"
"Would Michael Jordan ever forget to slam dunk? Of course I do!" Benoit grinned.
"I follow the NBA, I know who Jordan is." Jericho smirked. "Ok, let's practice your dropkick off the ropes." Jericho instructed and Benoit sighed. All Chris wanted was the best for his friend, safety too. In about an hour, Benoit had re-perfected the moves and the duo was headed back to the hotel. They made it there by lunch and joined the group.
"Kurt, Paul, Stephanie, mind if we join in?" Benoit asked as he and Chris sat down.
"Sure." Triple H grinned and slid the chair across the room and Chris caught it in time.
"Oh Chris, Vince wanted to see you." Kurt added as he pulled the chair back to the table.
"Ohh, busted!" Benoit joked and playfully punched him on the shoulder.
"Yea, yea. Look, just wait here and I'll be back." Chris left.
"I call dibs on his food!" He heard Triple H say and they dug in.
"Like you can eat like a bottom less pit." Stephanie joked and everyone laughed. Chris waited in the elevator, wondering what Vince wanted to talk about. He arrived in his room to see him sitting at the table with Flair, talking about the show tonight.
"Oh, Chris is here. I'll be out of your way now." Flair got up.
"Be back later then." Vince called as Flair left. "Chris, you got a call."
"Oh, whew, so I'm not in trouble." Chris sighed.
"No, why would you be? Besides, don't speak too soon. It was urgent and it was from your wife Jessica." Vince added, with a strait face.
"What happened, is something wrong? Is she hurt?" Chris gulped, upset now.
"I dunno, just call her." Vince replied. Chris dove for the phone, not even going back to his room. Vince muted the TV as Chris dialed the number and waited impatiently.
"No answer." Chris whimpered, beginning to breath harder. His heart began to race.
"Calm down, try her cell phone." Vince suggested.
"Right, right, that's always on." Chris tried to cheer himself up with a joke. He dialed speedily and the phone rang. He tensed on the cord until there was finally an answer.
"Hello, this is Jessy." Her voice said.
"Jess honey!" Chris choked into the phone.
"Chris, it's only you." Jessica sighed with relief.
"What's wrong, you sound tired?" Chris worried. Flair arrived in the doorway and pointed in. Following the point was Benoit, Kurt, Triple H and Stephanie. Flair left to go see Lita and the Hardy Boys in their room.
"What's wrong?" Benoit asked, Vince shrugged, everyone grew quiet to wait and listen.
"Are you ok?" Chris asked hearing Jessica's voice tense with fear.
"I, think so." She stuttered.
"What happened?" Chris asked again.
"I was in an accident and the car is totally totaled. When I woke up I found myself here in the hospital. But I think I'm ok." Jessica replied.
"The hospital!" Chris yelled, causing everyone to jump. "How bad are you hurt?"
"I don't know." Jessica replied, her voice cracked, she was starting to cry.
"Calm down." Chris was nervous now.
"I was on my way home from the dog show and my boss called to say that he needed me downtown where a car chase had just ended. I decided I'd better hurry so none of the other newspapers get there first and get all the stuff. That's when I crashed into another car. Luckily it wasn't my fault so the insurance is happy. The car crashed into me because it was some drunk teenager." Jessica explained.
"My gosh, if only I was still there this wouldn't have happened. I just had to come to New York, I just had to!" Chris yelled at himself blamefully. "This is all my fault, I knew I shouldn't have left, I just had to come to this stupid match!" He felt like crying.
"Look honey, don't blame yourself. It's my fault, I'm in this mess." Jessica cut him off.
"Ok, maybe we should stop the blame game." Chris began to think, he looked at Vince. "Vince, when does the plane leave?" Vince jumped.
"I think it leaves tonight at about 1 in the morning or so." Vince replied.
"Ok, honey, I'm going to come back home after my match tonight." Chris said.
"Ok, but I don't want you to be burdened with this. Everything will be ok. Watch, when you come back, I'll be at home and the doctor will have just said that it was a minor injury, nothing serious. Ok?" Jessica replied.
"Yea, I hope so. Well, bye honey." Chris sighed.
"I love you, take care now." Jessica hung up and Chris did after. He ran his fingers through his hair, he was still very tense.
"Come on Chris, I'll help you back to your room so you can take a break." Triple H said.
"No Paul, I'm fine." Chris choked, trying not to cry in front of everyone. He began to breath heavily to hold back his tears. By now, all his worried yelling had brought quite a few of the other superstars to the door. As Chris left, everyone began to talk and get to know the story. A few hours before the show would start, everyone was preparing to leave when Benoit knocked on Chris's door.
"Uh, Chris? You ready to go buddy?" He asked. Chris came out, not saying a word. "Come on, put your chin up. You got a job to do." Chris didn't reply, he just pushed the elevator button. "I know if I was in your position, I wouldn't be acting like so much of a baby. Jessica will be ok."
"Yea, you're right. I'm sorry." Chris grinned, cheering up some. Benoit grinned back. At the arena, Jericho was to have a match with Kurt Angle. They had a good match, but Chris's mind was elsewhere. When both men were down, Kurt whispered to him.
"Come on man, you can do this." Kurt said. "Just focus and leave your thoughts behind."
"You're right." Chris replied and got on his game face. He attacked Kurt and ended the match on a good note. Soon he was pretty much back to normal, the problem soon became a mere fragment in the back of his mind. He locked Kurt in the walls of Jericho and he tapped. Chris won and the crowd cheered, they were all back on his side, but they could know it was too good to be true. Chris and Kurt came back into the backstage to find Triple H talking with Vince and Benoit.
"Should somebody go with him?" They were asking, referring to Chris.
"I think I should." Benoit was saying. "I'm closer with him"
"No, you just came back, I should go." Triple H replied.
"Paul, you have to get ready for your big match at WrestleMania." Kurt cut in and they turned to him.
"I don't need anyone to come with me, I'll be fine." Chris added.
"Yea, you'll do fine being attacked by cheering fans." Triple H joked. They all laughed.
"I see what you mean then Paul." Chris grinned and tried not to blush.
"I still think I should go." Benoit started again.
"Ok if you really want to." Chris replied.
"It's settled then, let's get packing." Benoit nodded. A few hours later, they were on the plane in the air.
"Hey, thanks man." Chris grinned and yawned.
"You just rest, you've had enough trouble for one day." Benoit said and Jericho nodded, falling asleep. All night, Chris was up thinking about Jericho and how their relationship would be back together and how their lives would change. "Dam Irvine, you sure snore." Benoit whispered, looking over at his weary friend. "Don't worry, just a while longer." And with that said he too fell asleep. That morning, the plane landed and the two Chris's came out of the plane and stretched. "Boy, I sure missed this." Benoit said sarcastically.
"Yea, hmm, like I was just here the other day." Chris joked. "Ok, let's go." They got in the rent-a-car that Vince had ordered and put their luggage in the trunk. They were soon off and at the hospital. "You know, you being with me has really helped. I don't feel so down and upset now. Thanks man."
"Sure, let's just hope I work on Jessica." Benoit added as they went to the front desk. They got the room number and got in the elevator. Benoit looked at Chris, he had a sick look on his face and shivered. "Are you ok man?"
"Hu?" Chris turned. "Oh yea, it's just that, I really hate hospitals." Benoit patted his back and the door opened. They walked down the hall, looking for the room number. Most doors were open so you could see in, every time Chris saw the room inside, he got even sicker to his stomach. Benoit was getting worried, he hoped Chris wouldn't make himself sick. "Here it is." Chris opened the door slowly. "Hello?" He stuttered. She was asleep.
"She must be so tired." Benoit said and looked around the room, it was a one person room luckily. Jessica still had on her regular cloths and a few wires were connected to a machine next to the bed. "It looks like she's fine." Benoit said as he studied the screens.
"Jess?" They asked. Benoit hadn't seen her in quite a while but he recognized her.
"She's asleep." A voice said and they turned to see the doctor. Jericho gulped.
"Is she ok?" Benoit decided to do the talking.
"We don't know. So far she seems to be pretty much alright. You can wake her up in a while, we still have to examine her to see how hurt she may be." He said and left.
"Examine." Jericho groaned and held his stomach. "Oh how I hate that word." He sat down on the chair next to the bed. Benoit sighed at his friend. "Man how I hate it here."
"Baby." He muttered. "Want me to wake Jessica?" He asked, looking at her.
"No, please just let her rest." Jericho looked at his watch. "Half an hour, ok." He closed his eyes and tried to relax. Benoit stood and walked around, looking out the window or at a chart. The half hour passed slowly but it soon arrived. "Honey, wake up."
"Come on Jess, open your eyes." Benoit nudged her arm. She groaned slightly and the two backed off. Her eyes began to move and they slowly opened. The two smiled.
"Chris?" She asked groggily and began to sat up but was still sore. She groaned.
"Hey, don't do that." Benoit lay her back down. Jessica was still a little sleepy.
"Why am I still here?" She asked, thinking she'd be home by now.
"Hey, calm down, it's ok hon." Chris tried to sound calm.
"Chris, what are you doing here?" Jessica asked after calming down.
"Here to see you." Benoit replied. "Hey, how do you feel?"
"Like crap." Jess groaned, she was beginning to loose strength again.
"I guess you might be hurt more than you thought." He said.
"Hey." Jericho muttered and elbowed him, hard, in the stomach. That hurt.
"Well, you're alive, and I guess that's all that matters." Jericho tried to grin.
"Yea, at least you don't have to spend months in the hospital and in rehab." Benoit said.
"Chris." Her tired voice laughed. "Chris?" She asked.
"Yes?" They both replied but Jericho shoved Benoit.
"I'm glad you're here." She smiled. Chris grinned too.
"Yea." Jericho held her close. "What happened while I was gone?"
"Well, after you left I went out for a photo shoot on a car accident on the freeway. It made front page of the local section. Then I typed up the story on the new recreational park. The next day was the dog show, and well, you already know that story." She said.
"Then it sounds like you've been busy." Jericho replied.
"Yea, well, it's my job." Jessica shrugged. Jericho nodded and the doctor returned.
"How are you today?" He asked and Jessica smiled as she looked up at him. Jericho began to fidget around. Benoit saw that he was getting nervous again.
"Chris?" Jessica noticed him and he looked at her quickly.
"You said my wife was seriously hurt and he wasn't, what are you trying to do? Give my me a heart attack so you'll get more money?" Jericho threatened, grabbing the doctor by the collar. Jessica laughed but she was still a little sore. Benoit tried not to laugh.
"No, I wasn't the one, it was the nurse. You have to excuse her, she's new so prone to make mistakes." The doctor whimpered. The nurse had her head poked in the doorway and she was listening. Suddenly she gasped and ran. Jericho chased after her but stopped in the doorway shaking a fist angrily.
"Yea, you'd better run girl!" He called but she was soon out of sight.
"Don't worry, now that we know that she wasn't hurt too badly." The doctor replied.
"Ok, that's good." Chris sighed and came back to his senses.
"So I'll just examine him and see if she has to stay here." The doctor added.
"Uh, that's bad." Chris tensed and began to fidget again.
"Aw come on man." Benoit cut in. "She can't be that hurt." He said to his friend.
"But still, we can never be to sure, he could end up here in a week." The doctor said.
"Chris." Jessica shook her head at her childish husband. The doctor gave her a shot.
"Ah!" Jericho yelled in shock and they pounded his chest to get his heart beating again.
"Chris." Jessica said through her teeth. "Cooperate." She said as he listened to her heart.
"How about not." Chris shook his head like a frightened little kid.
"Ok, fine, be that way." Jessica shook her head and put a hand on her forehead. Finally the doctor was finished.
"I'll be back later to give you a full report." He said, picked up the chart and left.
"Alright, high five!" Chris cheered and turned to Benoit. He did nothing. Chris's smile faded as he saw an annoyed Benoit and Jessica stared at him. Chris grinned sheepishly.
"Chris, you have do something about this thing of yours." Jessica sighed. "You act so childish sometimes, you are such a fraidy cat too you know?" Jericho lowered his head.
"It's ok, you can't help being a baby fraidy cat." Benoit teased.
"What, me?" Jericho laughed. "Ha, and I say ha again, ha!"
"That's Chris alright." Jessica laughed and yawned. "I think I'll take a rest."
"Ok, I think that's a good idea." Benoit nodded. Jessica fell asleep.
"Poor Jess." Chris sighed.
"Oh Chris?" Benoit tapped his shoulder.
"Yes?" He turned around to see Benoit holding up a needle. "Ah!"
"Ha, ha. Scaredy cat!" Benoit laughed. Chris meowed. Later on the doctor came back.
"Well?" They asked and they woke Jessica up.
"Well, we've come to a conclusion." He took off his glasses. Benoit crossed his fingers as Chris and Jessica held hands. "She has only a few very minor injuries, nothing serious at all. She's only a little tired and when her strength returns she can leave whenever."
"That's great!" Chris jumped up with joy.
"Well I'll leave you now." The doctor left. "A nurse will check in every so often."
"Yea, and if it's her." Jericho shook a fist and Benoit and Jessica laughed. The next day, Jessica was well enough to leave the hospital and luckily her boss gave her a few days off of work to recuperate.
"Thanks a lot hon." Jessica hugged Chris. "I owe you one."
"That's ok." Chris blushed. "It's what I'm here for I guess."
"Whatever." Benoit shrugged.
"Bye guys." Jessica waved as Jericho and Benoit got into the car and left.
"You know something Irvine?" Benoit asked. Jericho yawned and looked over.
"You've got some wife. If you didn't marry her she'd be taken quick." Benoit said as they arrived at the airport and got on the plane.
"Thanks Chris." Jericho grinned. "Well, night."
"Good night." Benoit smiled. And with that, the two Chris's fell asleep as the plane slowly made it's way from the Miami airport and off to New York City.