"Welcome back guys." Triple H greeted them at the hotel.
"You missed a heck of a time." Stephanie came up.
"Really, what happened Paul?" Benoit asked.
"Well, Kurt got in a fight with the chief for giving him Amy's dinner. Then Jeff and Matt got boarded by a dozen female fans. Somebody told we were here." Triple H started.
"Then, Paul got sick in a drinking contest with the boyfriends of all the female fans." Stephanie added.
"Yea, I was getting to that." Triple H blushed. The Chris's laughed. "Hey, how about you. You're back soon, it's been what, two days?"
"Yea about." Benoit agreed.
"It turns out she wasn't seriously injured." Jericho added.
"Well, that's good." Stephanie replied. "Well come on, Vince and Flair have called a meeting."
"Caucus, caucus, caucus!" Jericho congaed cheerfully. Everyone laughed.
"Ok, we all read our scripts right?" Vince asked and everyone nodded. "Ok, we have only a few days until the big night so we all know what we're gonna do and there's no changes?"
"Yea, no." Everyone replied.
"Good." Flair grinned. "Now, get some practice in and talk the match over with your opponents. I want this to be the best dam WrestleMania ever."
"Don't they say that every year?" Undertaker whispered to Trish. They all went to their locker rooms to talk things over and make a layout of the matches. The next few days flew by and soon they were in Toronto Canada in the sold out sky dome.
"Ah, good to be home aint it bro?" Edge grinned. Christian patted his back.
"Oh home on the range." Trish grinned as JR came up behind them.
"Come on fellas, we got a show to put on." He said and put a hand on their shoulder. The crowd's cheering was immense, you could barely hear the music. The matches went on, Rock and Hogan, Taker and Flair, Goldust and Kurt vs. RVD and Benoit, until it came to the last match. Jericho went out into the ring and was half booed but mostly cheered. But the crowd gave it up for Triple H, everyone loved him. The match went as scheduled. Jericho hit two lionsaults, Triple H landed his pedigree, and now Jericho had Hunter in the walls of Jericho. He got to the ropes but Jericho refused to let go. Stephanie came over but instead of going after Hunter, she attacked Jericho with a chair. The ref didn't notice so Chris was in trouble. Triple H hit him with a choke slam and got the cover. 1,2,3, Triple H was the new WWF Undisputed Champion! He and Stephanie hugged and everyone understood what had happened. They were together all along, they were just using Chris. The show ended and everyone was backstage congratulating each other.
"Paul? Hey Paul!" Chris called and ran over. "Thanks man, this match was one for a lifetime. Way to go buddy." He held out his hand.
"Thanks for the drop too man, I owe you." Hunter shook hit.
"Don't worry Chris, we're gonna grab tag team gold tomorrow." Benoit patted Jericho's back as they all went to pack up their things. All the superstars were chatting and excited. But of course you can't blame them, WrestleMania is the biggest thing since curly fries. They flew to the site of Raw and the sold out crowd welcomed their new champ with widely open arms.
"This is gonna be a night to remember." Jericho pep talked himself in the locker room a few moments before their big match.
"Come on Chris, it's time to go." Benoit knocked on the door.
"Ready." Jericho came out and they headed to the ring to face Chuck and Billy. It was a long match, but it was pretty easy. It seemed to go like a breeze and nothing went wrong. But deep down, Chris Jericho knew something had. He ignored it and slapped Billy in the walls of Jericho. He tapped. The Canadian Chris Connection was back! They walked out of the ring with the titles and ran up the ramp happily backstage. As soon as they passed though the curtains, Jericho could hide it no longer. "Ah, my arm! It hurts!"
"What's wrong man, are you ok? Somebody get help!" Benoit called. Chuck and Billy ran over to see what was wrong. After a while, when the last match wasn't going, the crowd knew something was wrong. By this time, pretty much all the superstars had come.
"My arm, I can't move it anymore, it hurts!" Jericho wailed as he held his left arm tightly. Triple H broke through the crowd and rushed over.
"Did you break it, how could you have?" He asked.
"No Paul, it's not like that, it's, OW!" Jericho cried as he tried to move it.
"Here, get the ambulance." Vince called and they got him in the back.
"I'm going with him." Benoit jumped in the back.
"Me too." Triple H motioned for Benoit to move over.
"No, you have a match now, get out there. Rock has to go too. You can get an update after the show is over." Flair replied, though he knew they were all worried now. "Paul, Dwayne, get out there!" They left and put on a match. Triple H won and the show ended. They went to Vince and Flair's office where they had the phone set to speaker phone.
"How is he?" Vince asked, Jericho was in the emergency room.
"It looks like, uh, well it looks like," The doctor said but he was working at the same time. "His left arm is pretty bad. He didn't break it but it looks as if the muscle on his forearm leading to his elbow is in pretty bad shape."
"Oh my god." Triple H whispered. Jericho had broken his right arm wrestling back before he had joined the WWE. But was he still young enough to recover successfully? "Will he be ok?"
"We'll get him into surgery tomorrow, until then we dunno." The doctor said. "I have to go now." He hung up and everyone was left alone thinking. Triple H hung his head and Benoit put a hand on his back with a sigh.
"This can't happen, it just can't." He whispered. "Wait, Jessica, she must have seen the match." He grabbed his cell phone and got Chris's home number.
"Hello?" Jessica answered. "Oh my god, I knew it. He is? Oh ok, thank you Paul. Good luck." She hung up and turned around, still in shock. Finally she slowly sat on the sofa and began to cry. The next day at noon, the WWF got the call they were waiting for.
"Well, was it successful?" Vince asked as everyone gathered around the phone. For everyone but Triple H, this was history repeating itself, all except for one part.
"Yes, he's gonna be fine, he just needs two months of rehab and rest." The doctor said.
"Wow, but what do we do about our belts?" Benoit asked.
"When he comes back he can go for them, now we'll have a survivor match for the new tag team champs." Flair suggested.
"Uh, I don't think that's a good idea." Chris said.
"Why not?" Triple H demanded, he was still very upset.
"I'll be back in under seven weeks." Chris boasted. "Just have it put on hiatus."
"Ok. Well, thank you doctor, keep us posted." Vince rubbed his head and the doctor said he would. They hung up. "Well Paul, could you call Jessica." Triple H nodded and picked up the phone sadly. When Jessica got the news, she was heartbroken and afraid. She said that she'd take the next flight out to Anaheim, where SmackDown was being held. They got there during the taping and were greeted by Benoit and Triple H . Later that night, Benoit, Triple H, Vince and Jessica went to the hospital to see Jericho.
"Chris." She hugged him. "You helped me in the hospital, I only with I could return the favor."
"Hey, it's ok." Jericho hugged back. "Everything's gonna be ok." He looked at Jessica who was crying now.
"Every wrestler fears this day, but for you it came all to soon." She sniffed. She hugged her husband again as Triple H came up.
"I'm sorry man, I only wish it could be me." He replied.
"No Paul, the fans love you too much, you've been hurt too much already." Jericho sighed, not knowing what to think or say at a time like this.
"Hey champ." Benoit came up and put a hand on his shoulder. "Everyone is gonna miss you. We all want you to remember that." He handed him a get well card from everyone.
"I'm sorry, I wish there was something I could do." Vince sighed.
"Just don't worry yourself over me ok." Jericho replied. Everyone grew quiet. "I'll be ok." Vince turned to leave.
"Hey Benoit?" Chris called and he turned. "Keep those belts warm." He joked.
"Whatever." Benoit laughed and rolled his eyes. He followed Vince out the door.
"Be a good champ Hunter." Jericho grinned and Triple H grinned back. Jericho had no idea how him being hurt was affecting everyone else.
"Ok kid." Triple H patted his back and left too.
"Chris." Jessica was the only one left now.
"Jess." Chris turned to her. They hugged.
"Don't be a stranger." She said and stood back up. Jericho looked up at her. "You shouldn't worry, LA should be a great place to take a two month vacation." Jericho lowered his eyes, still depressed. "By." Jessica said but her voice came out quiet. That caught Jericho's attention and he looked back up to see her leave.
"By." He whispered back, trying not to cry again. His two months had begun.
"You missed a heck of a time." Stephanie came up.
"Really, what happened Paul?" Benoit asked.
"Well, Kurt got in a fight with the chief for giving him Amy's dinner. Then Jeff and Matt got boarded by a dozen female fans. Somebody told we were here." Triple H started.
"Then, Paul got sick in a drinking contest with the boyfriends of all the female fans." Stephanie added.
"Yea, I was getting to that." Triple H blushed. The Chris's laughed. "Hey, how about you. You're back soon, it's been what, two days?"
"Yea about." Benoit agreed.
"It turns out she wasn't seriously injured." Jericho added.
"Well, that's good." Stephanie replied. "Well come on, Vince and Flair have called a meeting."
"Caucus, caucus, caucus!" Jericho congaed cheerfully. Everyone laughed.
"Ok, we all read our scripts right?" Vince asked and everyone nodded. "Ok, we have only a few days until the big night so we all know what we're gonna do and there's no changes?"
"Yea, no." Everyone replied.
"Good." Flair grinned. "Now, get some practice in and talk the match over with your opponents. I want this to be the best dam WrestleMania ever."
"Don't they say that every year?" Undertaker whispered to Trish. They all went to their locker rooms to talk things over and make a layout of the matches. The next few days flew by and soon they were in Toronto Canada in the sold out sky dome.
"Ah, good to be home aint it bro?" Edge grinned. Christian patted his back.
"Oh home on the range." Trish grinned as JR came up behind them.
"Come on fellas, we got a show to put on." He said and put a hand on their shoulder. The crowd's cheering was immense, you could barely hear the music. The matches went on, Rock and Hogan, Taker and Flair, Goldust and Kurt vs. RVD and Benoit, until it came to the last match. Jericho went out into the ring and was half booed but mostly cheered. But the crowd gave it up for Triple H, everyone loved him. The match went as scheduled. Jericho hit two lionsaults, Triple H landed his pedigree, and now Jericho had Hunter in the walls of Jericho. He got to the ropes but Jericho refused to let go. Stephanie came over but instead of going after Hunter, she attacked Jericho with a chair. The ref didn't notice so Chris was in trouble. Triple H hit him with a choke slam and got the cover. 1,2,3, Triple H was the new WWF Undisputed Champion! He and Stephanie hugged and everyone understood what had happened. They were together all along, they were just using Chris. The show ended and everyone was backstage congratulating each other.
"Paul? Hey Paul!" Chris called and ran over. "Thanks man, this match was one for a lifetime. Way to go buddy." He held out his hand.
"Thanks for the drop too man, I owe you." Hunter shook hit.
"Don't worry Chris, we're gonna grab tag team gold tomorrow." Benoit patted Jericho's back as they all went to pack up their things. All the superstars were chatting and excited. But of course you can't blame them, WrestleMania is the biggest thing since curly fries. They flew to the site of Raw and the sold out crowd welcomed their new champ with widely open arms.
"This is gonna be a night to remember." Jericho pep talked himself in the locker room a few moments before their big match.
"Come on Chris, it's time to go." Benoit knocked on the door.
"Ready." Jericho came out and they headed to the ring to face Chuck and Billy. It was a long match, but it was pretty easy. It seemed to go like a breeze and nothing went wrong. But deep down, Chris Jericho knew something had. He ignored it and slapped Billy in the walls of Jericho. He tapped. The Canadian Chris Connection was back! They walked out of the ring with the titles and ran up the ramp happily backstage. As soon as they passed though the curtains, Jericho could hide it no longer. "Ah, my arm! It hurts!"
"What's wrong man, are you ok? Somebody get help!" Benoit called. Chuck and Billy ran over to see what was wrong. After a while, when the last match wasn't going, the crowd knew something was wrong. By this time, pretty much all the superstars had come.
"My arm, I can't move it anymore, it hurts!" Jericho wailed as he held his left arm tightly. Triple H broke through the crowd and rushed over.
"Did you break it, how could you have?" He asked.
"No Paul, it's not like that, it's, OW!" Jericho cried as he tried to move it.
"Here, get the ambulance." Vince called and they got him in the back.
"I'm going with him." Benoit jumped in the back.
"Me too." Triple H motioned for Benoit to move over.
"No, you have a match now, get out there. Rock has to go too. You can get an update after the show is over." Flair replied, though he knew they were all worried now. "Paul, Dwayne, get out there!" They left and put on a match. Triple H won and the show ended. They went to Vince and Flair's office where they had the phone set to speaker phone.
"How is he?" Vince asked, Jericho was in the emergency room.
"It looks like, uh, well it looks like," The doctor said but he was working at the same time. "His left arm is pretty bad. He didn't break it but it looks as if the muscle on his forearm leading to his elbow is in pretty bad shape."
"Oh my god." Triple H whispered. Jericho had broken his right arm wrestling back before he had joined the WWE. But was he still young enough to recover successfully? "Will he be ok?"
"We'll get him into surgery tomorrow, until then we dunno." The doctor said. "I have to go now." He hung up and everyone was left alone thinking. Triple H hung his head and Benoit put a hand on his back with a sigh.
"This can't happen, it just can't." He whispered. "Wait, Jessica, she must have seen the match." He grabbed his cell phone and got Chris's home number.
"Hello?" Jessica answered. "Oh my god, I knew it. He is? Oh ok, thank you Paul. Good luck." She hung up and turned around, still in shock. Finally she slowly sat on the sofa and began to cry. The next day at noon, the WWF got the call they were waiting for.
"Well, was it successful?" Vince asked as everyone gathered around the phone. For everyone but Triple H, this was history repeating itself, all except for one part.
"Yes, he's gonna be fine, he just needs two months of rehab and rest." The doctor said.
"Wow, but what do we do about our belts?" Benoit asked.
"When he comes back he can go for them, now we'll have a survivor match for the new tag team champs." Flair suggested.
"Uh, I don't think that's a good idea." Chris said.
"Why not?" Triple H demanded, he was still very upset.
"I'll be back in under seven weeks." Chris boasted. "Just have it put on hiatus."
"Ok. Well, thank you doctor, keep us posted." Vince rubbed his head and the doctor said he would. They hung up. "Well Paul, could you call Jessica." Triple H nodded and picked up the phone sadly. When Jessica got the news, she was heartbroken and afraid. She said that she'd take the next flight out to Anaheim, where SmackDown was being held. They got there during the taping and were greeted by Benoit and Triple H . Later that night, Benoit, Triple H, Vince and Jessica went to the hospital to see Jericho.
"Chris." She hugged him. "You helped me in the hospital, I only with I could return the favor."
"Hey, it's ok." Jericho hugged back. "Everything's gonna be ok." He looked at Jessica who was crying now.
"Every wrestler fears this day, but for you it came all to soon." She sniffed. She hugged her husband again as Triple H came up.
"I'm sorry man, I only wish it could be me." He replied.
"No Paul, the fans love you too much, you've been hurt too much already." Jericho sighed, not knowing what to think or say at a time like this.
"Hey champ." Benoit came up and put a hand on his shoulder. "Everyone is gonna miss you. We all want you to remember that." He handed him a get well card from everyone.
"I'm sorry, I wish there was something I could do." Vince sighed.
"Just don't worry yourself over me ok." Jericho replied. Everyone grew quiet. "I'll be ok." Vince turned to leave.
"Hey Benoit?" Chris called and he turned. "Keep those belts warm." He joked.
"Whatever." Benoit laughed and rolled his eyes. He followed Vince out the door.
"Be a good champ Hunter." Jericho grinned and Triple H grinned back. Jericho had no idea how him being hurt was affecting everyone else.
"Ok kid." Triple H patted his back and left too.
"Chris." Jessica was the only one left now.
"Jess." Chris turned to her. They hugged.
"Don't be a stranger." She said and stood back up. Jericho looked up at her. "You shouldn't worry, LA should be a great place to take a two month vacation." Jericho lowered his eyes, still depressed. "By." Jessica said but her voice came out quiet. That caught Jericho's attention and he looked back up to see her leave.
"By." He whispered back, trying not to cry again. His two months had begun.