~Memorial Hospital~
Steph smelt the fresh cut roses before her eyes were open. She could hear murmuring. They were being quiet, trying not to wake her. Stephanie opened her eyes and squinted against the hospital light. Hunter, Kurt, and Edge were huddled in a corner. Stephanie cleared her throat and struggled to sit up. The trio turned to her and then rushed at her side. Edge carried her like precious china and put her in sitting position. Hunter and Kurt stared angrily at Edge then, with adoring eyes to Steph. "Thank you." She said softly. Kurt fluffed her pillows and then put them behind her back. "You want some Koolaid, Steph?" "Of course she wants, Koolaid, you idiot." Hunter said. "Go get it." Kurt looked like he was about the knock Triple H's teeth out. But then he turned and smiled at Steph. "I'll be right back, Steph." Hunter sat on the foot of the bed and massaged Steph's foot. "How are you feeling, Steph? You okay?" Kurt came back in with a cup of punch...obviously not Koolaid, but Steph wasnt picky. She took a sip and nodded to Triple H. "Im okay, Hunter." Edge sat beside her and took her hand. "I was really worried about you. Thanks God you're okay." Steph nodded. "Yeah...how did I get out?" Kurt chimed in. "It was Chris. He saved you like a hero...not an Olympic hero...well, you get the picture." Steph put down her cup. "Chris? What--how is he? Is he okay?" Hunter cleared his throat and spoke hesitantly. "He was in here with some smoke inhalation but he was released to Lita." Steph took another sip of her punch. "Good, good. Im sure Lita was worried--thats not healthy for a mother-to-be." "Mother to be?!" The guys said in unison. Steph nodded and furrowed her brow. "Well...yeah. She's pregnant." Edge stood. "Steph, I have to go...I'll call you later." "Okay." Steph watched, dumbfounded as he left.
~15 minutes~
Steph was now alone. She breathed a sigh of relief. Chris rescued her...her memory was still hazy. But that comforting feeling she felt was quite vivid. Steph clutched her side. A burning sensation coursed through her. Stephanie hissed between her teeth and laid back. She'd have to take it easy for a while.
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Lita's cell phone rang. She looked at a sleeping Chris before answering. "Hello?" "I need to see you." Lita sighed. "Not now. Chris is on the mend and I need to be here for him." "Fuck Chris. We need to talk. Meet me in my hotel room in 20 minutes." Before Lita could protest further, Lita heard the other line click. She sighed and hung up the phone. She looked at her watch. Twenty minutes.
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Before she could even knock the door open and Lita was yanked in. "Hey!" The door closed and she was submerged in darkness. Lita didn't move. She let her eyes adjust. He was next to her. Lita broke the silence. "What in the hell was the urgency to see me?" He asked point blank. "Are you pregnant?" Lita gave a short laugh. "What?" "You heard me. And I want an answer." Lita walked towards the living room and through up her hands. "And so what if I am?! What business is it of yours?" "I could be the father." Lita scoffed. "You're not the father, trust me." He grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her to him. "Well, when that baby is born I want a paternity test." Lita sauntered towards him. "Awww, I'm heart-broken. Don't you trust me?" Her lips skimmed over his. His rough hands cupped her face and kissed her harshly before moving her at arms length. "I wouldn't trust you as far as I can throw you." Lita narrowed her eyes. "You'll get your damn paternity test. Just keep up your end of the deal and bite your tongue." He laughed. "Yeah, but you love what this tongue does, right?" His answer was the door slamming. Lita leaned against the door and closed her eyes for a moment. She was scared. Very scared.
Steph smelt the fresh cut roses before her eyes were open. She could hear murmuring. They were being quiet, trying not to wake her. Stephanie opened her eyes and squinted against the hospital light. Hunter, Kurt, and Edge were huddled in a corner. Stephanie cleared her throat and struggled to sit up. The trio turned to her and then rushed at her side. Edge carried her like precious china and put her in sitting position. Hunter and Kurt stared angrily at Edge then, with adoring eyes to Steph. "Thank you." She said softly. Kurt fluffed her pillows and then put them behind her back. "You want some Koolaid, Steph?" "Of course she wants, Koolaid, you idiot." Hunter said. "Go get it." Kurt looked like he was about the knock Triple H's teeth out. But then he turned and smiled at Steph. "I'll be right back, Steph." Hunter sat on the foot of the bed and massaged Steph's foot. "How are you feeling, Steph? You okay?" Kurt came back in with a cup of punch...obviously not Koolaid, but Steph wasnt picky. She took a sip and nodded to Triple H. "Im okay, Hunter." Edge sat beside her and took her hand. "I was really worried about you. Thanks God you're okay." Steph nodded. "Yeah...how did I get out?" Kurt chimed in. "It was Chris. He saved you like a hero...not an Olympic hero...well, you get the picture." Steph put down her cup. "Chris? What--how is he? Is he okay?" Hunter cleared his throat and spoke hesitantly. "He was in here with some smoke inhalation but he was released to Lita." Steph took another sip of her punch. "Good, good. Im sure Lita was worried--thats not healthy for a mother-to-be." "Mother to be?!" The guys said in unison. Steph nodded and furrowed her brow. "Well...yeah. She's pregnant." Edge stood. "Steph, I have to go...I'll call you later." "Okay." Steph watched, dumbfounded as he left.
~15 minutes~
Steph was now alone. She breathed a sigh of relief. Chris rescued her...her memory was still hazy. But that comforting feeling she felt was quite vivid. Steph clutched her side. A burning sensation coursed through her. Stephanie hissed between her teeth and laid back. She'd have to take it easy for a while.
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Lita's cell phone rang. She looked at a sleeping Chris before answering. "Hello?" "I need to see you." Lita sighed. "Not now. Chris is on the mend and I need to be here for him." "Fuck Chris. We need to talk. Meet me in my hotel room in 20 minutes." Before Lita could protest further, Lita heard the other line click. She sighed and hung up the phone. She looked at her watch. Twenty minutes.
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Before she could even knock the door open and Lita was yanked in. "Hey!" The door closed and she was submerged in darkness. Lita didn't move. She let her eyes adjust. He was next to her. Lita broke the silence. "What in the hell was the urgency to see me?" He asked point blank. "Are you pregnant?" Lita gave a short laugh. "What?" "You heard me. And I want an answer." Lita walked towards the living room and through up her hands. "And so what if I am?! What business is it of yours?" "I could be the father." Lita scoffed. "You're not the father, trust me." He grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her to him. "Well, when that baby is born I want a paternity test." Lita sauntered towards him. "Awww, I'm heart-broken. Don't you trust me?" Her lips skimmed over his. His rough hands cupped her face and kissed her harshly before moving her at arms length. "I wouldn't trust you as far as I can throw you." Lita narrowed her eyes. "You'll get your damn paternity test. Just keep up your end of the deal and bite your tongue." He laughed. "Yeah, but you love what this tongue does, right?" His answer was the door slamming. Lita leaned against the door and closed her eyes for a moment. She was scared. Very scared.